The dishes were served an hour later in the pavilion next to the main building.

Along with the wine, bowls and chopsticks, they were all set up by Xiaoya, Zhang Yuan washed his hands, changed into clean clothes, and sat around the stone table with Wei Qing.

Wei Qing didn't think about anything, and was about to drop his chopsticks to eat, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhuo Wenjun on another bamboo building.

Zhuo Wenjun just leaned on the window on the second floor and looked at the surrounding scenery, which of course also included people.

Seeing this, Jing Weiqing suddenly lost his appetite, and used chopsticks to pluck the braised pork on Zhang Yuan's chopsticks, and then pointed to the bamboo building.

Zhang Yuan looked back and saw that he was looking at Zhuo Wenjun.

It's a little awkward, but it doesn't matter if you get along for a long time.

"Xiaoya."

Zhang Yuan shouted loudly.

Xiaoya, who was not far away, heard Zhang Yuan's shout and immediately ran over.

"The head of the house."

"Get some plates, evenly distribute the dishes on the table to the eldest daughter of Xizhulou, she has eaten at noon, so she doesn't need to bring the staple food over."

Xiao Ya smiled and squatted slightly.

"Well, I'll do it,."

In this way, Zhang Yuan and Wei Qing didn't move their chopsticks, and waited until Xiaoya finished the meal before they began to open their mouths and start to enjoy the food.

"Brother Yuan, it's not me talking about you, you have this skill, why don't you cook by yourself.

I've eaten these dishes today, and I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the dishes cooked by our chef for a few days when I go back. ”

can make Wei Qing, a person who is accustomed to suffering and feels that it is natural to endure hardship, to say such a thing, which can already prove from the side that Zhang Yuan's cooking skills are ahead of this era for I don't know how many years.

"Needless to say, I'm just lazy, someone can do it, as long as it's not so unpalatable.

If you can't eat the dishes at home, stay with me for a few more days, although Chef Wang is not as good as me, but he is better than your cook. ”

"It's okay, anyway, my little brother has been annoyed these days.

I don't know how many people come to the door to send gifts and congratulations all day long, and they can't get rid of them.

Some of them have never met, and all of them have pounced on them, or the distant brother is at ease here, even if someone wants to come, they will probably retreat when they think that this is Shanglin Yuan. ”

"Hehe, it's all the same, eat it, this meal is full, you don't have to eat at night."

"That's not good, you can stay for a few days, not a meal."

The two talked and laughed while eating, and the time passed quickly.

Wei Qing took the pot of small rice and all the rice was gone, Zhang Yuan also ate three bowls of rice, the amount of food for two people was enough for the top ten Zhuo Wenjun, maybe more, twenty is also possible.

After eating, drink a cup of strong tea, and then burp a few full children, and life is nothing more than that.

The mountain breeze in the backyard blew the bamboo leaves on the bamboo forest, and the monotonous sound was like fairy music.

Zhang Yuan lacks nothing now, except for the edification of music.

"Brother Qing, I heard that there is a set of bells in the reward of the marquis, can you lend it to the foolish brother?"

Wei Qing glanced at Zhang Yuan as if he were looking at a hillbilly.

"Big brother, I can't use that set of bells until the sacrifice, you say I can lend it to you."

Zhang Yuan felt the deep malice of the current social system towards him, and the artistic cells in the bodies of literary and artistic young people were gradually being worn out.

"You sit in the pavilion and look at the view, and the people watching the view are watching you from upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams. ”

Zhang Yuan, who was bored in his chest, suddenly recited this poem, but Wei Qing was startled again.

"Brother Yuan, don't talk nonsense, the eldest daughter of the Zhuo family has been watching you upstairs, but she hasn't looked at me.

You really can't talk nonsense. ”

This time, it was Zhang Yuan's turn to look at Wei Qing like a fool.

"Hey, you don't understand the romance of literati, rude martial arts."

"Takefu, you're wrong, but I'm not rude.

Do you know what the outside call me now?

Confucian general, elegant general.

Hehe, it's not that I'm boasting, I read a lot in the martial arts. ”

This time, Zhang Yuan looked at Wei Qing more like a fool.

These generals of the Han Dynasty, if you remove things like reading documents, just talking about reading books, the number of words added up to no more than ten words on each person's head.

This can also be boasted???

"Brother Qing goes out in the future, don't say that you read too much, it's a shame."

Wei Qing obviously disagreed with Zhang Yuan's words, and began to argue as soon as his face turned dark.

"Does Brother Distant know about Dongfang Shuo?"

Zhang Yuan nodded, Dongfang Shuo, who is still waiting for the bus to be edicted, Zhang Yuan naturally knows, and he knows more than others.

"I know."

Seeing that Zhang Yuan said that he knew, Wei Qing smiled slightly.

"Your Majesty once said that this man is the most readable person in the world today.

He has read books with more than 400,000 words, and his younger brother Bucai has also read 10,000 words.

It is already a leader in the entire Chang'an, and I don't know what is embarrassing about it. ”

Zhang Yuan couldn't say anything about this, and now he can write down a few hundred words in one scroll of bamboo slips, which is still a lot.

If a book with more than 400,000 words is pulled by a wooden cart, it is estimated that it can pull several large carts.

Thinking of the difference in dimension, Zhang Yuan did not continue to argue with Wei Qing, but instead mentioned papermaking.

"Brother Qing, what I want to do is to record thousands of words on a palm-sized thing."

"Impossible."

Without thinking about it, Wei Qing shook his head directly and said.

"Brother Yuan, the most words that can be written now is the silk silk, and a silk silk may write thousands of words, but it costs extravagantly.

Not to mention that ordinary people can't afford it, even if it's you, I can't afford it. ”

"What I want to do is what I call paper, which is lighter and thinner than silk, and the cost of manpower is much lower.

I don't dare to guarantee that the entire Han people can afford it, but if it can be developed for decades, it will definitely be able to make it affordable for the people above the middle household. ”

The middle households of the Han Dynasty are only able to eat enough and have a place to live, while the lower households are people who do not have enough to eat, and the upper households may only have one more livestock than the middle households.

Zhang Yuan's words directly attracted Wei Qing's attention, and then Zhang Yuan went to the backyard to cut a bamboo, split the bamboo, took out the bamboo film inside, and spread it out in front of Wei Qing.

"The paper is similar to this bamboo film, but it's thicker and easier to preserve."

As he spoke, Zhang Yuan also took a brush and wrote a poem on the bamboo film.

'Straight to the clouds and sails to the sea, there will be a time for the long wind and waves. ’

If Zhang Yuan hadn't shown it to Wei Qing, Wei Qing really didn't know that there would be such a membrane in the bamboo, and he could really write on it, although it seemed that it would be broken when pinched, but this at least proved that what Zhang Yuan said was not a lie.

"Brother Yuan, find a wooden box to pack this bamboo film, and I will leave for the Pingyang Marquis Mansion to give it to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

Zhang Yuan looked at Wei Qing with some surprise and asked.

"How many more days?"

"The days will be long in the future, and the brothers will not be bad for a few days, but this matter is still important."

"Okay then, the bamboo film is fragile, I'll ask someone to find some tidbits and put them in the box so that you can keep them."

"Okay."

It didn't take long for Zong Xing to get a bunch of tidbits, which were actually pompoms on top of dandelion seeds, and now there is no cotton, so they can only use this kind of thing instead, if they take animal hair such as wool, they may directly crush the bamboo film.

After handing over the wooden box to Wei Qing, Wei Qing rode his beloved horse and left Zhang's mansion.