Chapter 48

 The system said that Du Mingna's current method of teaching Jad to recognize characters is somewhat effective.

 And it is indeed the case.

 When Jad started to recognize characters on the character recognition board with a knife, his progress in character recognition became a bit faster.

 However, the total number of characters he could recognize was still too few.

 The words he could recognize were not even as many as those adult students who only had time to attend classes at night.

 Now, the other students here are all preparing to make the plant encyclopedia that Du Mingna brought out today as their new target.

 De also had this idea, but he also realized that his learning progress was much slower than theirs.

 The other students should have to study for a long time before they have a chance to understand the plant encyclopedia.

 What about him? Jad unconsciously squeezed the unfinished character recognition board and the handle of the small knife in his hand more tightly.

 Du Mingna saw this and sighed in his heart.

 He temporarily couldn't help Jad, so he could only keep this in mind.

 Even if he didn't aim to raise Jad's cultural level too high, at least let Jad recognize commonly used characters, so that he wouldn't forget more than half of the words he learned on the first day by the second day, and the review effect would be worse than the preview, right? Now...

 Du Mingna chose to finish the remaining morning classes with the students first.

 Oke said he would come for lunch, and indeed, he came back holding the plant encyclopedia when Du Mingna finished the morning classes.

 His face was filled with an expression of lingering regret.

 He reluctantly returned the book to Du Mingna.

 "I used a little magic, and I finally recorded all the knowledge about shrubs in this book.

 Principal, this book is really good.

 I have been to the library in the capital city before and also to the library of the Gray Rock Tower of Magic Tower, but their collections do not have such detailed records!" "Is that so?" Du Mingna was not very surprised.

 "I'll take the book back first.

" Produced by the system, it must be a fine product.

 He had this understanding after receiving the map from the system.

 Some of the things given by the system seemed quite useless, as if they couldn't be practically applied, like his ruler that could hurt but not harm anyone, which had never been used on anyone so far, only on himself when he foolishly tried it.

 But the things given by the system were indeed extraordinary.

 Oke watched as Du Mingna entered the room holding the book and then came out.

 He was attached to that book.

 However, he had already recorded the content he most wanted to remember, so he was not so interested in other parts and didn't think much about Du Mingna's plant encyclopedia.

 He said to Du Mingna, "You mentioned a new teacher today? I heard his voice last night and was thinking of coming to see, but I found that Old John had already greeted him, and I was busy planting shrubs, so I didn't come.

" This is very Oke, the biggest shrub.

 Du Mingna waved goodbye to the leaving students with a smile and then walked towards the bakery with Oke.

 Even without using perception to find people, he could be sure that at this hour, Old John should be going to the bakery with Batan.

 With Batan's appetite, letting him eat in front of the bakery would satisfy him the most.

 As they walked, Oke continued, "When I came here this morning, I didn't see Old John, but I saw you reading in the room.

 I set up a soundproof barrier for you, waiting for the students to come to class.

 I really didn't greet this new teacher.

 His name is Batan, right?" Du Mingna nodded and briefly told Oke about Batan's background.

 The key point was the feud between Batan and the Charles family.

 The Charles family is still looking for Batan! The Hall family is also helping the Charles family find Batan.

 Du Mingna calculated the time in his mind and felt that the people sent by the Charles family, the group that the original body had fought with, should be discussing the matter of finding Batan.

 After hearing Du Mingna's words, Oke sneered repeatedly.

 "Count Charles? Even if he finds out that Batan is here with us, he wouldn't dare to come and demand him! If he dares to come, I will let him know why the Par family is so wary of me planting shrubs!" Du Mingna glanced at Oke quietly.

 Oke patted Du Mingna's shoulder with a smile.

 "Don't worry, I've said it before, as long as you don't wander around my bushes, everything will be fine.

 With me leading the way, it's safe for you to enter my bushes.

 I have a sense of measure," "What kind of danger will appear in your bushes?" Du Mingna was indeed very curious.

 Oke pretended to be clueless and looked up at the sky.

 After being stared at by Du Mingna for a long time, he whispered, "This? I can't say for sure.

 Maybe there will be bushes that release poisonous gas? Bushes that make traps themselves? Bushes that make people have hallucinations and commit suicide? I pursue letting them mutate freely, they haven't mutated yet, so I really don't know what they will become.

" In the end, Oke became confident.

 Du Mingna averted his gaze.

 Indeed, Oke himself couldn't say for sure what dangers there might be.

 But based on what Oke mentioned, Du Mingna felt that it was understandable for the Par family to guard against Oke's bushes, even to the extent of preventing them from being burned.

 The conflict between Oke and the family probably all had to do with the bushes.

 The bakery had already appeared in front of Du Mingna and Oke.

 The bakery was much busier than usual at lunchtime today.

 Batan was indeed there.

 He was busy eating, while Old John was busy moving the prepared food closer to him, making it more convenient for him to grab.

 Beside Old John and Batan, many villagers were gathered, marveling at Batan's appetite and the way he ate.

 Last night, Old John received an early tip from Du Mingna and prepared the food in advance.

 Therefore, when Batan arrived, only the sticky bean paste was still somewhat hot, and things like bread had been in the oven for a bit longer, so they had cooled down a bit.

 But at lunchtime today, Batan was eating freshly baked bread! Warm! Even the villagers, who were used to rough work, found the bread too hot to handle.

 They had to let the bread cool down between their hands as they passed it back and forth, trying to cool it off as much as possible.

 They also had to tear open the bread to let the inside cool down, and then prioritize eating the small pieces they tore off.

 But Batan? Batan could ask for the whole, steaming loaf of bread! While others could feel how hot the bread was just by looking, Batan was enjoying it to the fullest! The bread quickly diminished in Batan's hands, but he didn't even puff up his cheeks.

 He just kept swallowing the bread quickly, moving his throat continuously.

 Before Du Mingna came over, some villagers, seeing how deliciously Batan was eating, wanted to eat as crazily as Batan.

 As a result, they all failed and could only stand by and watch how much Batan could eat.

 The villagers were not very clear about Batan's background, unaware of how much hardship Batan had gone through before coming to Huisong Village.

 All they could see was Batan's current voracious eating.

 With the momentum of finishing this meal without another one to follow, Batan devoured a large pile of freshly baked bread.

 The mixed grain bread that Old John had prepared in the morning, piled up like a small mountain, all went into his stomach.

 He patted his slightly bulging belly with a smile, making a thumping sound, and then bowed and gestured to those around him.

 That posture...

 Du Mingna couldn't help but think of street performers in the jianghu, who, after completing a performance, were ready to ask for money from the onlookers.

 The onlookers also got excited, clapping their hands vigorously.

 Batan was so excited that his face turned red.

 He spun around and bowed to the others.

 "Thank you, thank you, everyone, I...

" Before he could finish his speech, another sweaty person emerged from the bakery, holding a large plate of bread.

 Du Mingna remembered him.

 This was Old Harper, the main person responsible for helping with the bread in the village.

 According to the villagers, Old Harper had been making bread in the village for over forty years.

 Since Harper grew up and became an adult, he could work independently.

 Everyone trusted him to take care of the village bakery, and he took on more than 80% of the bread-making work in the village.

 Last night, Old John didn't ask Harper for help but made the bread that Batan wanted to eat independently.

 Today, Old John asked Harper for help.

 However, Batan ate a lot, so after Old John and Harper made the bread together and fed Batan, there was still a pot of freshly baked bread left.

 Batan regretfully touched his stomach.

 It looked like he really wanted to eat, but he was already full.

 He looked at Batan imploringly, like a child hoping for permission from an adult to do something excessive.

 "Old John..."

"No." Old John still had a smile on his face, but his words were firm, not giving Batan a chance to speak again, "You are already full now.

 Eating more will not be good for your health.

" Tears almost welled up in Batan's eyes.

 But it's just food.

 How could eating be bad for your health? You need to eat to grow and have strength! He looked hopefully at Dumina.

 He had actually noticed Dumina and Oak a while ago, but he was busy eating.

 Dumina gestured with his eyes for him to eat first and not rush to greet them...

 Regardless of whether Dumina actually did this or if he misunderstood Dumina's gaze, that's what he thought.

 But now, the only one who might persuade Old John to let him eat a little more was Dumina.

 However, Dumina also waved his hand at Batan.

 "Old John is right.

 Eating too much at once can burden your stomach.

" Tears welled up even faster in Batan's eyes, as if they were about to overflow.

 Dumina glanced discreetly at Batan's panel.

 Intimacy level, 77 (I've already had three full meals! It's so great! The clothes I'm wearing now look great! I measured my body this morning, and I might be able to get new clothes soon! Happy happy happy...) Batan was really full.

 He was only thinking about the freshly baked bread out of habit from being hungry.

 Dumina thought for a moment.

 "Batan, you can take these bread loaves with you, but you can't eat them now.

 How about that?" Just now, Old Harper brought out the bread and was disappointed to see that Batan had stopped eating.

 It seemed like the bread was all prepared for Batan.

 Even if given to Batan, it wouldn't affect others' lunch.

 "Really?!" Batan's stout body jumped up.

 He showed a flexibility that was completely inconsistent with his body size.

 Dumina nodded with a smile and gestured to Old John again.

 "If you don't believe me, ask Old John again, and Oak next to me.

" Nearby villagers chuckled.

 "That's right, Teacher Batan, you can take and eat as much as you want! If the young master principal won't give you, we will give you!" As long as they didn't consider the possibility of the monsters posing a danger to the villagers, life in the village was tolerable.

 Compared to the past, Batan, who had many abilities but suffered miserably due to discrimination and the covetousness and exploitation of the titled gentlemen, was much better off.

 Old Harper also handed over the tray of bread he was holding.

 Batan took it with a smile.

 Old Harper was also happy.

 It was great that someone loved his bread so much!