Tang's dining table

It just needs to be blended in slowly, like a drop of water falling into the rivers, lakes and seas, like a starling blending into a flock of starlings, like a white sheep blending into a flock of white clouds.

Moisturizing things silently is the highest state of mixing in.

Today, Fang Zheng, Liu Xiong, He Yuanshan and Zhang Gu subconsciously think that he is a Tang Dynasty person. This is already a great victory.

As a scribe from the eighth-grade Grand Pass Order, this starting point is already very, very high, and it is beyond Yunchu's expectation.

This is similar to the path he took a long time ago. Under the recommendation of chemistry teacher Liu Tiancheng, he also successfully worked as a scribe under a section chief who was from the eighth grade.

Taking into account the ratio of the number of officials in the Tang Dynasty to the number of officials in that era, the position of scribe that I have obtained now is much higher than the position of scribe at that time.

Zhang An settled down with Yun Chu and left. Although Yun Chu asked for a dinner date, Zhang An still refused.

As far as the current situation is concerned, people are still wary of him.

After seeing the place where he lived, Yunchu was a little confused. The mulberry trees here were so huge that it was unbelievable!

Whether it's the trunk that the two of them can't hug or the scars on the trunk, it proves that these mulberry trees have gone through a long time.

Qiuci Town has always been a battleground for military strategists in the Western Regions. These mulberry trees were so close to the city that they could be used to make some engineering tools, but those people foolishly gave up. There must be some reasons that Yunchu didn't know.

Fang Zheng assigned Yunchu a small, dark, thatched-roofed house with small windows, only one foot square. The threshold was very high and the lintel was very low. You had to lower your head to enter and exit.

The earthen walls are covered with golden wheat husks, and there are also a lot of wheat straws. It may have experienced a long period of wind and rain erosion. These wheat husks and wheat straws have been turned golden yellow by the wind and rain, just like the earthen walls are inlaid with golden sand gold and gold. Gold wire.

The windows are small to keep warm, the thresholds are high to keep out the sand, and the lintels are low probably to facilitate defense.

The indoor height of two meters makes people lively. In short, Yunchu doesn't like this kind of house at all.

So, he went to the door where he lived not far away and planned to borrow some tools to open the doors and windows wider.

Menzi is a lame veteran, he looks very old, and he should not be too old. Just because he has white hair, you cannot say that he is old and about to die.

It is very common for people at this time to have gray hair at the age of thirty, and it is not uncommon for someone to be a grandfather. Unlike the era he lived in before, a thirty-year-old person still called himself a baby.

The veteran didn't look like he had a glorious past. His eyes were covered with eye excrement, and his back was hunched, and he didn't have any heroic spirit at all.

Yun Chu asked him to borrow an axe, so he lent him a Xuanhua Kaishan giant axe.

The handle of the ax is two meters long, and a rusty spike about a foot long emerges from the head of the ax.

This makes this giant ax not only capable of chopping, but also capable of stabbing.

The entire ax weighs more than twenty kilograms, and its center of gravity is too far forward, making it very inconvenient to use.

I don’t know which idiot would create such a piece of trash and put it on the battlefield.

"This is my family heirloom!" The veteran muttered and spread his hands.

"Give me five hundred copper coins, and this thing will be yours."

Yun Chu looked at the decoration on the axe, and felt that five hundred dollars was not expensive. This kind of thing should be used by the honor guard.

"I do not have money……"

Menzi rubbed his eyes and looked at Yunchu and said, "I owe you first." After saying that, he continued to sleep against the mulberry tree.

Yun Chu raised his big ax and started doing it.

After a while, he opened a large window for himself, and the lintel was cut off. He still had time to weave a window for himself with soft mulberry strips, and extended the door with mulberry strips. In this way, he had opened a door.

After doing these things, Yunchu looked at the eight-square-meter room with satisfaction and felt that it was very cozy. Although there was only one bed, a few tables, and a futon, it was enough for him at the moment.

In the official offices of the Tang Dynasty, there were only two meals a day. One meal at ten o'clock in the morning was called the morning meal, and another meal at four o'clock in the afternoon was called the evening meal.

Yunchu missed the morning meal today, and when Menzi called to start dinner, he was already very hungry.

Fang Zheng, Liu Xiong, He Yuanshan, Zhang An, Xue Heyi, Li Chengyi, Chen Boyan, and Yun Chu were the main group of people eating official government meals. As for the veterans, the mute grooms, and the consumptive ghost watchmen, they could only wait for the first eight people to eat. After finishing, if there is any leftover, eat it; if there is no leftover, don’t eat it.

The first eight people can receive money and food from the yamen, while the last three can only be said to be idle personnel who rely on the yamen for their meals.

Yunchu felt that he had taken advantage of him. After all, a person who couldn't even figure out his household registration had a higher status than others as soon as he entered the door, which made him somewhat embarrassed.

Fang Zheng saw Yun Chu's nervous thoughts, so he held down Yun Chu who was restless and said, "You are a scholar!"

Yunchu immediately sat down and no longer felt restless.

As a scholar, you should have the consciousness of a scholar.

The theme of the evening meal was soup cakes. The soup cakes were actually not pancakes, but noodles. Because the person who cooked them was the man whose eyes were covered with eye droppings, which made Yunchu lose most of his appetite.

In addition, the soup of the soup cake was mutton soup, and it was covered with blood foam, which successfully killed the other half of Yunchu's appetite.

There are a lot of noodles in this pot of rice, and there are enough pieces of mutton, but the smell is so unpleasant that it is difficult to swallow.

Fangzheng's group of people ate loudly, as if the food in the pot was a rare delicacy. Only Yunchu looked at the rice bowl in front of him and sighed.

"My craftsmanship is pretty good, come and try it!" Fang Zheng thought Yun Chu was being polite, so he enthusiastically pushed the rice bowl towards Yun Chu. At this moment, the fishy smell in the rice bowl went straight to his nose, making his cheeks turn pale and he almost Vomit it out.

"Can't you get used to it?" He Yuanshan picked up a large piece of mutton with chopsticks, looked at the mutton, and then looked at Yun Chu, whose face turned pale.

Yunchu cupped his hands and said, "The food is good."

"If it's good, eat it!" Liu Xiong looked down upon Yun Chu, a scholar who loved to cheat.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yunchu shut down his sense of smell, taste, and vision, and started eating.

This ability has been trained by Yunchu since he was a baby. He has practiced it to a great extent when he was five years old. He can eat food regardless of its shape and taste. He did not continue until he was eight years old and could make food for himself. I used it, but I didn’t expect that I would have to revisit this skill again today.

So Yun Chu ate three large bowls in a row, unwilling to give up even though his belly was bulging. The purpose of this was to allow him to vomit for a while after his sense of smell and taste recovered, even if he vomited.

When he was about to eat the fourth bowl, Fang Zheng held down his rice bowl and said, "Stop torturing yourself. If you can cook, just get the food and cook it yourself.

It seems that you really lived a life of good food and clothing before. I really don’t know how you survived the three years in the Sai tribe. "

Yun Chu beat his chest and said with a smile, "I'm very hungry. There's nothing I can't eat."

"Like the pot of soup cakes in front of me?"

Yun Chu looked back at the door, which was always watching the soup pot. The groom and watchman nodded and said, "That's true."

He Yuanshan sneered and said: "There is no dragon liver and phoenix marrow for you to eat here."

Yun Chu cupped his hands towards He Yuanshan and said: "What Hu Zheng said is very true. The essence of the mountains and the earth is turned into a pot of soup. If you can't eat it, you can grow wings and climb to the fairyland. Although grains and grains are ordinary, they are the food of a gentleman. Then there are small words and great righteousness." The sky resounded throughout the sky.

As for today's pot of soup cakes, the ingredients are actually not bad at all. Whether it is wheat noodles or mutton, they are all foods that Yun Mou dreamed of in the past. It's just a pity that such good ingredients should be put into the hands of slaves. "

He Yuanshan snorted and said: "What is the difference between a gentleman's food and a slave's food? There are restaurants prepared by the Sui people four hundred steps away from the military camp. In terms of taste, it is not as good as the food served by Hou Sanzheng."

Yun Chu was not angry and continued to cup his hands towards He Yuanshan and said, "It's wheat noodles and mutton, too. Yun will invite Hu Zheng to taste tomorrow what a gentleman's food is and what a slave's food is."

He Yuanshan said coldly: "You are not from the Tang Dynasty. You are not a gentleman, you are a slave!"

Yun Chu laughed and said: "Whether I am a Tang Dynasty or not, Hu Zheng knows it well. As for the food of gentlemen and the food of slaves, we will know tomorrow. If you want to have a feast for your five internal organs temple tomorrow, please prepare the ingredients for the tripod early." Send it."

After finishing speaking, Yun Chu stood up, took his empty bowl and left the dining hall. When passing by Hou San, the disciple, he took out a small handful of gold sand from his arms and put it on his hand and said, "What did you just offend?" , please don’t mind, I just made a mistake when I was angry, and the words of slaves are just metaphors, not referring to you, this little gold dust should be used as an apology."

Holding Jinsha in his hand, Hou San looked surprised and said quickly: "I am a domestic slave abandoned by others. It is not wrong at all to say that I am a slave."

Yun Chu smiled, nodded, and walked away, looking quite like a gentleman.

Daguan ordered Fangzheng to drop the pottery bowl in his hand and said to He Yuanshan with a smile: "I heard that capable people have some tempers. Do you still doubt that he is not from the Tang Dynasty?"

He Yuanshan shook his head and said: "He must be a descendant of the Tang Dynasty, but now I can't tell whether he is a criminal or not!

After I went back in the morning, I looked through the sea arrest documents that came from the customs, and there was no one that matched his age and appearance. "

Liu Xiong said with a smile: "I don't doubt that he is a sinner, or his son. As long as he is a sinner, the Western Region is so big, they will not deliberately deal with us."

He licked his lips as he spoke, and asked Fang Zheng expectantly: "Guan Ling, you also come from a wealthy family. Is the gentleman's food that Yun Chu said delicious?"

Liu Xiong's words immediately made Daguan Ling Fangzheng's eyes moisten, and he whispered: "At home, my grandma loves me the most. In the early morning, there must be a bowl of cheese with soaked dried fruits sprinkled on it. With honey..."