It would take a few days for the slave trade to be traded, and these days, Zhao Xing couldn't even stop eating a meal in order to prepare for the slave trade conference.

Now every meal of Zhao Xing must be eaten according to the current aristocratic hierarchy and the system of Zhou Li, even if there are only two of them, they can't corrupt the rules.

For this reason, Zhao Xing has already told his housekeeper Han Ce I don't know how many times, but the stubborn ancients are so stubborn, including this housekeeper who should obey his words.

"Lord, as a nobleman, eating is not really eating, eating is an identity, a rule. In fact, you eat for outsiders. ”

Zhao Xing simply scoffed at this statement.

Han Ce followed the master bitterly, and continued to explain tirelessly: "Now, we have come to a wild land relative to the Central Plains, a place where Hu Zhou is mixed, and we should care more about etiquette to educate the barbarians. Last time, the lord took the second master (Zhao Hao) to fight against Hu, which shocked the local lords and disobedient people, which was a thunderbolt method, but it was not a long-term solution. In the long run, it should be indoctrinated. Only by convincing people with virtue and educating people in place can the real long-term peace and stability of Daijun be the only way to truly gain a firm foothold in Daijun. ”

Zhao Xing stood still, turned around and looked at the low-eyed butler: "I think what you said seems to be right, only thunderbolt means can't be done, and it should be done to convince people with virtue." Hey? But what does this have to do with me eating? ”

Han Ce patiently explained: "You just asked the Hu people to send the slaves in their hands over, this is a big deal, they will definitely come to a big man to preside." Then, the Lord has shown us our force, and it is time to show our civilization and indoctrination, so that they will be in awe of our manners, and this is what we should do now. ”

Zhao Xing stopped, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly realized.

Zhou Li, which strictly stipulates the order of each rank, including eating. But in fact, in eating, it is also using a subtle way to promote the concept of hierarchy. At this time, Zhao Xingcai really admired the Zhou Gong who formulated the Zhou etiquette, he was not to show the nobility of the noble, he was imperceptibly, so that everyone could understand the dignity and humility, let everyone be in awe of the above in the subtlety, and understand that the rules should not be transgressed.

Han Ce admonished again: "Although you are eating, it feels troublesome. But when you sit on top of the high hall and eat according to the bell of the Zhou ceremony, you can invisibly give the people who see or hear it the feeling that you are a nobleman, that you are an orthodox nobleman, and that you are high up and cannot be offended. ”

Zhao Xing frowned: "Could it be that I have been in Zhao Country for two years, and I am not recognized by the Zhao people?" ”

Han Ce smiled bitterly: "The Lord was born out of nowhere, although you have proved your ability with your erudition and wisdom. But true respect requires origin. Now that you can't prove that you are a pure aristocratic origin, then you have to continue to use continuous aristocracy to strengthen everyone's recognition of your aristocratic origin. Then let the nobles, clans, and scholars of Daijun be in awe of you, and then let the Hu people, Lou annoying people, future Donghu people, and Xihu people feel upset by your indoctrination, so as to ensure your foundation in Daijun. ”

Zhao Xing nodded slowly, then put his hands behind his back, lowered his head, and continued to walk towards the dining hall, where there was already the sound of silk and bamboo pipe music, and the big bell sounded three times, announcing to the entire Daijun that the nobles, Xingjun, and the order for dinner had arrived.

Just now, Han Ce said the key, this era is about origin, although he saved the peril of Zhao State several times, and won the approval of the murderous five, including the top of Zhao State. But everyone only agrees with their own ability, so this is the reason why they always get an important position in the reform of the official position of the imperial court led by themselves.

Although the killing five recognized their abilities, in their underlying meaning, they still excluded themselves, including the eunuch order, the damned eunuch.

At this time, Zhao Xingcai felt that it was really a sadness that he was despised by a damn eunuch.

Huang Zhong Dalu rang, and the banquet of his own nobles began. But Zhao Xing knew, and Han Ce also knew that even if he ate and made a momentum like this, he couldn't change his identity at all, and he couldn't change the recognition and respect of the superiors, the inherent nobles, including the scholars who were now busy under him.

A background has now become a problem that Zhao Xing must solve.

However, in this era, the real nobles all have disc records, at least genealogies, and they want to be like later generations, in order to pull a prominent background, they do not hesitate to make Li Lianying their ancestor.

A background, a noble aristocratic background, has become Zhao Xing's pain and shortcomings.

Eat a tasteless aristocratic feast, and then continue to think about how to get a question of origin. At this time, Zhao Xing's head suddenly had a flash of inspiration, since he needed a background, then get a terrifying background.

As a result, Zhao Xing is about to make a big move.

Now that he has the aura, he feels that his taste buds are beginning to play a normal role - he feels that his mouth is simply greasy and unbearable.

Yes, the aristocracy, they have to eat big fish and meat, or how to reflect the extravagance of the aristocracy?

However, in this day and age, it is simply difficult to clear your mouth after a meal. Between the meals is meat soup, then Qiong wine, and after the meal is fruit pulp, everything is greasy, sweet and greasy, and you can't get a sip of tea. Because it is said that in this era, tea was still wasting and rotting in the mountains of southern Sichuan.

A maid brought a bean and whispered a soft report: "Serve the Lord, today is the spring day of the first month, and the Lord of the Qing Dynasty will eat a basket of spring sprouts to wish the Lord a refreshing day." ”

This is the damn aristocratic rule, even eating, what to eat, and when to eat, you have to follow the solar terms, and you have to follow the corresponding solar terms every day of the month, which is annoying.

But the rules are the rules, so Zhao Xing casually picked up a chopstick spring sprout in the beans held by this maid, looking at the gray bula leaves, which made people have no appetite. Just about to put it in his mouth, Zhao Xing was stunned by the spring bud in front of him.

In the past, I used to eat according to the day, but I didn't think much about it at that time. Today, because I thought about showing aristocratic etiquette, and later, I thought about the obstacle to my own development, and then, yes, and then suddenly became enlightened, and I had a big appetite, and then I just thought of tea because of oiliness, so Zhao Xing's attention was on tea, and then Zhao Xing saw that between his chopsticks, it seemed to be tea, yes, this is tea.

Zhao Xing finally figured it out after repeated identification, in fact, a long, long time ago, he didn't have to worry about the greasy soup, the sweet and greasy pulp, and the tasteless wine. Because, tea is eaten as a dish on a specific day of the month.

This is really a pig arching cabbage, I don't know yet.

Yes, in this day and age, tea is not a drink, but a dish. It is called spring bud, and it is eaten on the third day of each month in the custom of eating spring, not drinking.

In this era, in order to conform to etiquette, from the south and Bashu, there were special officials responsible for picking the spring buds and transporting them to various vassal states to provide the nobles with a few bites of this thing on the specified days, so Zhao Xing also got a spring bud sent by Handan every month.

When Zhao Xing got this certainty, he slapped his mouth with remorse. The bitter thing that I don't like to eat the most every month is the tea that only nobles can drink since the Han Dynasty, and it is the treasure that the West conquered the world with a teacup and a musket in one hand; It is two hundred years later, the price of tea bricks in the grassland is more than gold, in fact, what I don't want to eat and pour it out is not spring buds, but gold.

So, Zhao Xing had a flash of inspiration: "Soon Lou Annoying people will come, and I can make a lot of money on them." Your own good days are coming. ”