I created the Longevity Club

The tableware in ancient times developed very quickly, although there was a "worship of foreign things" in China before. At that time, it was believed that everything abroad was good, the moon abroad was rounder than that in China, and the air in China was not as fresh as that in China. As long as it was about the domestic and foreign countries, there would be voices criticizing the domestic and foreign respect. These "credits" are naturally inseparable from those "public intellectuals" who tell lies without paying taxes. If there is any contradiction, they will make the problem bigger. Those who speak without thinking will naturally have a louder voice.

I remember that there was something about knives and forks being superior to chopsticks. Lu Li wants to laugh when he thinks about it now. What a theory.

They said that people use knives and forks because they eat meat. Eating meat makes people stronger, more muscular, better-shaped, and more intelligent. The knives and forks now are all introduced from somewhere else.

It's pure nonsense.

Who said that the Chinese don't use knives and forks? It's just that the kitchen and servants use them. When the chef prepares the food, he either uses knives and forks to prepare it before serving it, or serves it whole. Then let the servants around pick up the knife and fork to cut it. The most important etiquette is the sacrificial meat. For example, in the Confucian Temple ceremony, after the main priest completes the ceremony, the meat is distributed to the spectators. In higher-level ceremonies, such as the highest-level ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the main priest is the emperor, and the offerings after the sacrifice to heaven are the three animals. It has been thousands of years, and it is still unclear who is longer than who.

Just talking about how many details there are in chopsticks, Lu Li felt a warm feeling in his heart. At that time, the old people in the family always liked to talk about this, as if there were a lot of meanings behind each thing. Every time they would say a lot, and finally end with a sentence "It's all the wisdom of our ancestors" and a sigh full of pride.

As for chopsticks, there is no more or less details. It was originally called "school", and then "chopsticks". Later, during the Ming Dynasty, Zheng He sailed to the West, and the shipping industry was developed, so the boatmen changed it to "chopsticks" to avoid taboos. The material itself is light and hard bamboo, which people sailing on the sea don't like to live with. "Stop", it's so dangerous to stop, the weather at sea is unpredictable, staying one more day will increase the danger, it's better to sail smoothly, so add a little good wish for "fast", and then there is the name "chopsticks", two chopsticks make a pair, which means good things come in pairs, chopsticks are round at one end and square at the other, implying "the sky is round and the earth is square", a total of seven inches and six points, symbolizing that people have "seven emotions and six desires", which are different from beasts, and when using, the thumb and index finger are usually on top, the little finger and ring finger are on the bottom, and the middle finger is in the middle, corresponding to the traditional "heaven, earth and man" thought, chopsticks open and close, move and follow, and also secretly conform to the theory of yin and yang.

However, there are always people who will stand up and say that it is over-interpreted, maybe people just happened to intercept these, and there is no such messy meaning.

Of course, I won't refute anything. After all, it's all conjecture. I can't prove that I'm right, but you can't prove that I'm wrong. It's a dead cycle. It's better to place some good wishes. People can't live only in the mundane world of firewood, rice, oil and salt. There must always be a white moonlight.

But I really like this. Existence is reasonable, and only reasonableness exists.

There is Tao in things, things are transformed by Tao, and Tao does not exist because of things.

These things always seem to be long-winded when they are said over and over again, but they are always true. It's better not to say half of the famous quote.

I always like to think about some nonsense when I have nothing to do. It's not boring, or it's just that there is too much time to use up.

The chopsticks in my hand turned a circle, and I took back my wandering thoughts and put the chopsticks in my hand back on the table. Seeing that Xiaoke's eating speed has obviously decreased, it seems that she is almost full. Next, take this little girl to walk around the city?

It is a good doctrine. Practicing Taoism every day is too boring. It is a blessing to be blessed. Who said that practicing Taoism must be done by sitting in a dark room all day? I don't know who started this. How can you use dead books? There must be some truth.

Besides, what Taoism is being practiced? It is just one "one". The world is not transformed by that "one". I practice Taoism in a room, and I can practice Taoism in my whole life. Is this the truth?

"A lazy dog ​​will always find a reason to slack off."

Xiao Ke burped and communicated with his heart.

"Hehe."

I am in a good mood.

"Let's go to the street."

"Okay, okay, next one."

I can still eat it. Lu Li smiled bitterly in his heart. If this lady keeps this rice cold for a month, I guess I will be eaten up. Tsk, no, it will be a landslide.

Forget it, who cares? There is one or two good things right now, which is enough for living. No matter how big the flood is, no matter how the mountains collapse and the earth splits.

He waved his sleeves in the wind, and his body was unrestrained, as if he was wandering in the sky and flying in the air.

Xiaoke stood beside him, imitating him and raised his arms horizontally, holding them in front of him, smiling and waving his sleeves. There was a breeze in his steps, and there were sun and moon in his sleeves.

I don't ask for immortality, immortality is all suffering.

I don't ask for the Tao, but the Tao will come by itself.

"Let's go, have some tea."

"Let's have some tea."

A voice of unrestrained pleasure, a voice of childishness, but also pleasure.

A man and a woman, one big and one small, from the sun hanging high in the sky to the moon rising.

A pub, closing soon, feeling bitter but not daring to speak, two pub waiters, one old and one young, were eagerly waiting for the little ancestors at the table to finish eating so that they could close the pub. It was almost curfew, and they couldn't leave them in the pub overnight. If it got out, they would lose business. They had told this seemingly reasonable young man before that there was no place to stay in the pub, and if curfew was approaching, they would have to kick people out. But he didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand and said "I know".

How could he know? If the pub didn't close after curfew, it would not be as simple as a fine. It was a small business, and fines and detentions were really unbearable. Those officials who were greedy for money, where would they get the "heart" to manage it?

These two were also hard to persuade. One looked small, but he ate almost as much as the errand boy in the front hall in a day. Now he was still eating and drinking, with no sign of stopping. The other one didn't eat much either, just quietly watching the little girl eat.

When will it end? It's so hard to run a business. .

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