In the eyes of the people in Xuzhou City, Wang Youcai is just a stingy and petty rural landlord. In fact, Wang Youcai is indeed not very generous, after all, he has a fierce wife, Yang, who has been strict with him for decades, and he hasn't had much opportunity to show off his generosity! But today is different, the old man is angry, and wants to be generous once and for all, inviting the whole village to dinner. Having suffered for many years, he must finally hold his head high and show off a bit!

  Yang's eyebrows stood up, if there were no outsiders present, the plate in front of him would have flown to Wang Youcai's forehead! You old man, you're so wasteful with money, and you dare not greet me before inviting guests, do I not exist?

  Seeing his mother about to lose her temper, Wang Ping'an hastily pressed down Yang's hand and turned to smile at Hamiti: "Our Fifth Li Village is different from other villages. The villagers are all our family's tenants, renting and farming our land. After a year of hard work, my father couldn't bear it, so he took advantage of today's... this excuse for me to take in a study companion, and invited everyone to have a meal together, also to celebrate with me!"

  Hamiti immediately nodded repeatedly, saying: "That's right, that's right, it should be like this. Master Wang is kind-hearted and takes care of the tenants. If those tenants have a conscience, they must produce more grain and pay rent on time." Although what he said was correct, in his heart he thought: "I'm afraid I'll only be so generous once in my life. Looking at your mother's face, I estimate that after I leave, you'll definitely be punished to kneel down and scrub the floor!"

  Yang saw his son speaking and barely held back his anger, thinking: "Old Wang, you just wait, tonight I'll make you kneel on the abacus for sure, with your pants off!"

  Wang Ping'an couldn't help but feel amused, his father had finally stood up straight in front of his mother for once in his life, and although he knew the consequences wouldn't be good, he had at least shown some semblance of being a man!

  Old Wang and Old Yang, the two of them are over a hundred years old combined, but they're acting like kids. Old Yang is glaring at Old Wang with anger in her eyes, while Old Wang is looking down at his wine cup, muttering to himself, "What's wrong with me? I'm just like this... What can you do about it? We'll talk about it tonight!"

  The old couple was angry, but the servant of the Wang family was in a dilemma. The master had given an order, but looking at the mistress's expression, she didn't seem to agree. And as for the money to buy meat and wine, it also needed the mistress's approval, otherwise, it couldn't be paid out!

  Hamiti smiled and said, "As for today's matter, I have at least half the credit. If Wang brother passes the imperial examination in the future, isn't it because his daughter-in-law served me well? Alright, let me join in the fun too. Using this as an excuse, I'll congratulate Wang brother on passing the imperial examination ahead of time!"

  He waved his hand at the stunned Wang family servant and said, "Trouble the steward to tell my relatives outside to return to the city immediately, buy 10,000 catties of fine meat, and move 30 jars of wine from our cellar. Remember to bring the 100-catty ones, and distribute them to the villagers, saying that Old Master Wang invites them to enjoy it!"

  Yang heard this and immediately became overjoyed, picked up a chicken leg and put it in Hamiti's bowl, laughing: "This is really embarrassing for us, let's just say that Old Master Ha invited you instead!" The servant caught the eye signal, understood, quickly walked out of the hall, not giving Hamiti any chance to refuse.

  Hamiti laughed and said: "Family members, who invited is not invited, why must they be so clear?!" He was pleased in his heart, he had nothing else, but he had money, as much as he wanted. After a pause, he said: "We Turks raise sheep differently from you Central Plains people, you are raising 'only' sheep, while we are raising 'valley' sheep!"

  Wang Pingan hummed and asked: "What kind of theory is this?"

  "In the Central Plains, a family with a few sheep is considered wealthy. But among us Turks, if you don't have enough sheep to fill several valleys, how can you be considered rich?" Hamiti said with a loud laugh, showing off in front of the "poor man", although it was quite annoying to others, but he himself was very happy!

  Wang Ping'an hummed and changed the subject, saying: "I heard that Ha brother knows the master of Xiangtong Academy?"

  Hamiti's smile solidified, and he raised his hand to stroke the curled mustache on his upper lip. "Yesterday, my brother-in-law Aiyidin came to see me and mentioned this matter. I do indeed know Qiu Wenpu, but that old scholar is difficult to talk to. Brother Wang, you want to enter the academy, but it's just to get a spot in the imperial examination, and those spots are limited. If you go up, someone else has to come down. The students in the academy are all either wealthy or of noble birth, and they're all trying to curry favor with Old Qiu. Given his strict nature, it's indeed difficult for him to change his mind at short notice!"

  Wang Ping'an nodded, he had some understanding of the matter of Gong Ju's quota. The Ming and Qing dynasties were examined level by level, but not in the Tang Dynasty. Instead, they first went through local recommendations, also known as Gong Ju, to get a quota before rushing to Beijing for the exam. The quota for Gong Ju was naturally limited, and it was impossible for anyone to sign up and take the exam.

  He asked: "Isn't the quota for imperial examination controlled by the educational official? Does Qiu Shan have the ability to influence the educational official?"

  "Of course, our Xu Zhou's academic policy is his own disciple! But don't worry, Wang brother, I'll definitely get it done for you. If not, I'll spend my own money to buy a spot from another student. As long as it's something that can be solved with money, I can solve it!" He patted his chest in guarantee.

  It's pointless to go further, Wang Ping'an raised his glass for a toast, Hamiti drained his cup in one gulp, and the banquet ended on a high note!

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  Wulicun, East Village Head

  Wang Fusheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, tightened his clothes and was about to carry the hoe out of the door. His wife saw that he looked pale and said: "You don't look well today, just take a rest at home for a day, it won't delay anything if you go to the fields tomorrow."

  Wang Fusheng shook his head, tightened his belt and said: "It won't do, this is the crucial time. If the weeds in the field are not cleared for a day, they will grow more than the wheat seedlings. If the harvest is not good this year, what can we use to pay the rent after autumn?"

  The landlady shook her head and said, "I think the landlord doesn't care about our little rent either. Look at him entertaining guests yesterday, with wine and meat, and we even got 30 catties of it. If we pickle them, they'll last till winter!"

  Wang Fusheng felt uncomfortable in his stomach, dry heaved a few times, and waved his hand: "Alright, you say a few less words. At noon, go to the field and send me lunch, I'm leaving!" He opened the gate of his own yard and went along the small path by the side of the field to his own wheat field.

  When he arrived at the field, Wang Fusheng started dry heaving again. This time, the situation was much more severe than when he was at home. He pressed his hand against his stomach and felt a little better. He didn't want to delay any further, so he picked up the hoe and bent down to weed. As soon as he bent down, he let out a loud "whoosh" and vomited. The vomiting wouldn't stop, and he threw up everything he had eaten that morning. When there was nothing left to throw up, he started spitting up white foam mixed with stomach acid, which smelled extremely sour and pungent.

  This was not all, his belly ached terribly, and the rumbling in his stomach sounded like drums. He really couldn't hold it in anymore, so he pulled down his pants and ran to the field to relieve himself. Farmers believe that fertilizer should not be wasted on someone else's land, so even if you need to answer nature's call, you should do it on your own land.

  After a while, Wang Fusheng felt a bit better, grabbed a handful of wild grass, wiped his buttocks dry, and was about to get up. But as soon as he straightened up, his stomach started hurting again, so he had to squat down again. This repeated several times, with Wang Fusheng feeling dizzy and nauseous, the pain spreading from his abdomen to his whole body, unbearable agony.

  He stumbled and fell, this normally robust man, his head buried in his own field.

  Tonifying tendon and bone nourishing recipe - Thousand Jin Ba Hong Zao Ji Jiao Tang

  Ingredients: 6 chicken feet, 100g astragalus, 100g peanuts (with skin), 10 red dates (pitted), 60g licorice root.

  Method: Thousand jin pull, stick root vine wash and cut into small pieces, chicken feet scalded with boiling water, remove membrane and toenails, rinse clean. Put all the ingredients together in a pot, add an appropriate amount of water, boil over high heat, then simmer for 3 hours over low heat, add top-grade fish sauce and monosodium glutamate to taste, drink the soup and eat the chicken feet meat with red dates and peanuts. Take once a day.

  Efficacy: Strengthen tendons and bones. Used for chronic rheumatism, liver and kidney deficiency leading to lower limb weakness; or postpartum qi and blood deficiency leading to lower limb numbness and weakness; or sequelae of stroke with difficulty walking, knee weakness and lack of strength.