Insufficient balance

  Shu Yiner has been busy with the house matters for the past few days and hasn't had time to come to the East Wing. Even when she does, it's only during dinner time, listening to Martin's endless stories.

  The more Shu Yun'er listened, the more she felt that the teacher she had bought for that lazy guy was quite capable.

  "Finally, Erlang has a good teacher to guide him. In the future... maybe... but when will he finally understand and stop being muddle-headed?"

  This was undoubtedly a thing that often made Shu Yu'er feel depressed.

  It was easy to get a day off, and Shu Yu'er quickly slipped into the East Wing, wanting to see what they had been busy with for the past few days, and how those fabric houses were built.

  When he came to the original horse enclosure of Dongfang, he found that it had changed greatly.

  No, it was the words on the gate of Dongyuan - "Science and Technology Park" that caught Shu Yiner's attention.

  "What a strange name!"

  As I stepped inside, I found that based on the two rooms originally here, a complete quadrangle courtyard had taken shape.

  "This house was built so quickly, yesterday they were still building walls underground, today it's already been completed!"

  But at this time, the whole garden was quiet and deserted, with no one in sight. It was exactly noon, when Zhao Fubo should be reading books, but Shu Yiner did not hear any sound of reading, and she secretly resented it in her heart.

  "Hum, this lazy fellow isn't someone who can't be lifted up, is he? It's all in vain that I've gone to so much trouble to help him. He only remembers how to ride a horse and practice with a spear..."

  Holding the snow-white little ball in her arms, Shu Yiner stopped in her tracks and perked up her ears to listen to the commotion coming from the east wing. Sure enough, she heard some faint sounds coming from a distance away.

  Following the sound, I found that everyone in the East Garden was inside a large canvas house far away from the willow garden, busily doing something.

  Especially when she entered the door of the fabric house, the things inside stunned her.

  On a long and heavy wooden table in the shape of a strip, there were many bottles and jars. Some pots didn't know what they were simmering, and they also emitted some unpleasant smells.

  On the table, some finished wooden strips, resembling bow arms, had wide grooves at both ends, but it was unclear what they were used for.

  Mukk and Jack were heating a piece of iron by the stove, while that chatterbox Abduljemal was vigorously operating a bellows.

  The sound of the wind in the bellows is much louder than that in the kitchen of Liu Yuan.

  For a moment, all sorts of things that she couldn't name dazzled her eyes, giving Shu Yu'er a feeling of being overwhelmed.

  Old Martin, who caught sight of her figure, sat in his wheelchair, stroking his beard with a self-satisfied smile all over his face. However, thinking of his wife who left because of the crossing, he couldn't help but feel somewhat disheartened again.

  "There isn't a 'Dream of the Red Chamber' now, otherwise she would be called Liu Laolao visiting the Grand View Garden! But if my wife saw this... calm down, calm down..."

  The reason why he was called "calm" in his heart is that his laboratory completely copied his wife's studio.

  In private, he calls his wife "Otaku", although there is also the intention of "witch staying at home", but as the "third in command" at home, this word is absolutely not to be spoken.

  Generally speaking, he is the third in command at home, after his wife and their little dog "A Liang". Although sometimes he can be above his wife, but overall that has a certain degree of uncertainty.

  My wife is an "otaku modeler", meaning she stays at home making models.

  Whether it's archery, crossbow, boat, ship or aircraft, basically they are his wife's hobbies, and his wife is basically doing everything.

  But from drawings to materials, and from raw materials to semi-finished products, they are all the tasks of his "three hands", after all, he is a high school physics laboratory teacher.

  As the "third hand", he has a relatively easy job every day, and when he returns home, he also serves as a chef and handyman.

  "Teacher Martin, what is this thing? It looks just like..."

  Shu Yiner's inquiry brought Martin back to reality. At this moment, Shu Yiner, who was holding Xiao Mianmian, was staring at something strange.

  It has two fixed wheels connected by a soft steel strip with serrations.

  "Get out!"

  Martin felt a little dizzy and held his forehead because he had already been tormented by that talkative Abdul-Jamal once about the tools in here.

  As expected, Shu Yuner curiously pointed at some other tools.

  "What about this one?"

  "That one..."

  Martin dragged out his voice and delayed the time, turning his head around to find someone to take the blame for himself.

  "What on earth is this?!"

  Looking at Martin's careless appearance, Shuyin couldn't help but get angry. But unexpectedly, after urging him, Martin's answer to her was somewhat unbelievable.

  "Zhao Er Lang!"

  "Ah, so this is what Zhao Er Lang looks like? Hmm, he does resemble him a bit!"

  Martin heard Shu Yin'er's laughter and saw that she was staring at a silly-looking iron anvil, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "Haha, this thing is a bit like that student of mine. Sigh, that Muzi Erlang is a bit silly, but he's really considerate towards you!"

  Shu Yu'er's face suddenly flushed with anger and she glared fiercely at Martin.

  "My teacher Martin, you're a gentleman, how can you say such things! He... that lazybones, might be thinking of something. Still only remembers to practice shooting and hunting, where would he care about..."

  Accidentally, she revealed half of what was on her mind, which made Shu Yiner feel embarrassed for a while. As usual, she only said half of the words and left the other half in her heart.

  Just then, Zhao Fubo appeared in front of Shu Yu'er, summoned by Martin. He took out a paper package with flowers printed on it from his hand and waved it at Shu Yu'er excitedly from afar.

  "Yu'niang, look, do you like this thing? This is our lab's first batch of products!"

  Shu Yiner curiously looked at the box in his hand, a mixture of sweet and milky aromas wafting out from inside.

  "What... what is this thing?! It smells kind of nice though!"

  Zhao Fu Bo, who was eager to show off in front of Shu Yun Er, didn't hand the small box over to her, but instead opened it himself.

  Inside the box were strips wrapped in oil paper, picked one up at random, tore open the paper to reveal small light yellow balls inside.

  As the box was opened, the milky and sweet aroma became even more intense.

  "What is this......"

  "This is the caramel made by Teacher Martin, Yu'erge, try some, it's delicious!"

  Milk candy is nothing high-tech.

  A little bit of boiled animal bones, skin and tendons made into gelatin. Add sugar, milk and many trials, it became a simulated "Alps" milk candy.

  Martin stole not only the packaging method but also the shape and name.

  Shu Yiner took the candy ball handed over by Zhao Fu Bo, looking at the light yellow colored caramel she was a bit skeptical, but based on her trust in Zhao Fu Bo, she still took a bite.

  "How's that? Alpenliebe isn't bad, right!"

  Shu Yu'er had just experienced the milky flavor and even closed her eyes due to the sweetness. The sweetness was slightly salty, but it made the sweetness more intense.

  "Wow, it really tastes great! I didn't know you had this talent, Teacher Martin!"

  Unconsciously, Martin changed from the "old man" he was when he was first bought to a "teacher". Now in Shu Yiner's words and tone, "you" also became "you (respectful)".

  Martin stroked his beard with satisfaction, and in his heart, he was as calm as ever.

  If it wasn't for his unlucky transmigration, he could be considered to have good fortune now, at the very least he's no longer a "third-rate" person.

  The longer Shu Yiner stayed here, the more she felt that this Mr. Martin knew a lot of things.

  At his age, he's still unlike other old men who carry themselves with an air of pretentiousness, making him look even more lovable.

  "Teacher Martin, with you keeping an eye on him, I can rest assured. Don't just focus on your experiments and forget to teach that lazy second son of mine, after all, the exams are coming up in a month! If he doesn't do well again..."

  Although the progress in the east house is not bad, Shu Yiner is worried that Zhao Fubo is already 15 years old, and his annoying big brother is over 16 years old.

  If this good-for-nothing husband loses again, I'll have to marry into the western house, and that would be enough to suffocate me to death!

  Shu Yu'er's worry made Zhao Fu Bo tense up, ever since he lost Xiao Hei Tan, the person closest to him in his heart was now only Shu Yu'er in front of him. If she really became someone from the Western House in the future, then he would absolutely not be able to accept it.

  His mood turned heavy and he repeatedly assured Shu Yu'er that he would be more careful.

  "No way, I'll study hard and memorize it well, don't believe me? Ask Teacher Martin, now..."

  Martin looked at Shu Yiner and his students in front of him, what didn't he understand as an adult?

  "Don't worry, Yu'er, I promise you can have everything you want, including..."

  His guarantee made Shu Yiner feel a little relieved, but the meaning of his words was not so kind. Especially when he spoke, his eyes were still slanted towards Zhao Fubo, which made Shu Yiner lower her head in shame and unable to bear it.

  Behind Martin, Little John, who was pushing his wheelchair, looked displeased. Although he couldn't understand what they were saying, his overly sensitive heart became annoyed for no reason.

  Without waiting for Martin's orders, he pushed him to turn around and leave. While walking, he also deliberately said in Arabic that everyone could understand:

  "Hurry up, the gelatin we use to make milk sugar is about to be cooked! And also, cowhide, donkey skin and hooves are not many, without raw materials I see what you use to cook so much glue, without glue I see what you use to make milk sugar!"

  The speaker had an intention, while the listener was originally enjoying the delicious taste of milk candy. But when she heard the main ingredient, Shu Yiner felt that the taste in her mouth seemed a bit strange, and then such a voice came from the laboratory.

  "Ugh... glare... glare at Erlang, Auntie will make you look good today..."

  Shu Yu'er ran away!