After the bookstall finished the question, the faces of the scholar and Jinse turned green instantly, which is also called a question? What kind of exam question is this?

Isn't it a test of the Four Books and Five Classics, and a subset of the classics and history? Why did you still get a job as a craftsman? I read the book of sages, not the carving standards and technical scriptures of stone lions.

The middle-aged man was also stunned, obviously even he didn't expect that the exam questions from this bookstall would be so tricky and weird.

Bai Chun was the same, his beautiful face was stunned, this ...... Is this also called an exam question? Is it more appropriate to ask such a question to the craftsman? You ask a scholar, a maid, what is the difference between this and asking about Yu Blind!

"I ......." The boy wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to refute it, after all, it could really be regarded as a problem, although the question was strange and tricky, but it was indeed a problem.

Jin Se frowned, staring at the stone lion with a pair of eyes, and he didn't know if he hated the stone lion to death in his heart.

"I don't know." Jin Se glanced at Ye Qing guiltily, and first admitted defeat.

After finishing speaking, a pair of watery eyes were like a lake, and he was about to cry again.

"I don't know." The scholar glanced at Jin Se, who lowered his head, and then lowered his head as well, admitting unwillingly.

The middle-aged man looked at the stone lion, and then walked to him, ignoring the sideways of the pedestrians on the road, put his hand into the stone lion's mouth, turned the stone ball that could rotate freely, and then walked back to the bookstall with a wry smile, shook his head and admitted defeat.

Bai Chun was also stumped by this extremely simple question, and thought of many possibilities, but none of them were feasible, so he didn't know which tendon was wrong, and asked Ye Qing next to him: "Do you know how the stone ball was put into the lion's mouth?" ”

"Maybe I put it in when the lion wasn't looking." Ye Qing blurted out without thinking about it.

Bai Chun is angry, what kind of answer is this? This answer is not more reliable than the exam question, so he glanced at Ye Qing angrily and said coldly: "Boring." ”

"I put it in while the lion wasn't looking." The middle-aged man recalled this sentence, and then laughed, and the scholar on the side also smirked: "That's a stone lion, not a real lion." ”

Jin Se, who was crying with guilt, after hearing Ye Qing's answer, burst into tears and laughed.

The bookstall didn't expect Ye Qing to be so funny, and his kung fu was so powerful, such an answer could be thought of by him, he shook his head with a dumb smile, and just about to deny it, he heard Ye Qing say again.

"Presumably, the stone ball is one with the stone lion, and when carving, it will first draw the outline of the tongue and teeth, and then slowly carve to remove the excess stone until the ball in the mouth is formed, and then slowly remove the excess stone on and below the ball, and finally slowly polish it into a smooth spherical shape. Of course, there is another possibility. Ye Qing looked at the stone lion not far away, and continued: "That is, polish the stone ball with other stones, cut it in half, put it in your mouth, and then glue it with other things. But I'm leaning towards the former, openwork carving, which isn't difficult. ”

The middle-aged man nodded silently, his expression did not look frustrated or embarrassed because he lost this exam question, he looked at Ye Qing calmly, and then said with a smile: "Thank you Xiaoyou for solving your doubts, I am very grateful, this "Dream Creek Writings" belongs to you." ”

"You're welcome, how much is this book?" Ye Qing was really polite, just nodded lightly to the middle-aged man, and then asked the bookstall.

"I gave it to you." The bookstall said with a smile on his face.

"Not suitable, right?" Ye Qing said that it was inappropriate, but his movements were smooth, he picked up the book and turned around and left.

"You ......." Bai Chun was completely speechless, she had never seen such a direct person, so she hurriedly took out a few pennies from her sleeve pocket and wanted to give it to the bookstall, but she was rejected by the bookstall's shake of her head.

"Although he is just a bookstall, he also knows that faith is the foundation of a person, this little friend is decisive and refreshing, and he must be his beloved "Dream Creek Writings". The bookstall shook his head with a smile and refused.

The middle-aged man comforted the somewhat lost scholar, and then said to Ye Qing: "Today's chance encounter with Xiaoyou is quite interesting, especially Xiaoyou's funny answer, which makes me feel happy ...... body." ”

"No, it's just a funny answer, but don't be happy, it's not suitable." Ye Qing hurriedly stretched out his hand, took a few steps back and shook his hand.

Good guy, Ye Qing was so frightened that he almost jumped up, if he bought a book and made a whole situation, it wouldn't be fun, he crossed over by himself, not to do this.

"How about sincerely inviting Xiaoyou Teahouse?" The middle-aged man was rejected, and his expression was stunned for a moment, not understanding why the young man in front of him reacted so much.

"No need, sometimes meeting is not fate, fate has to stand the test, next time, next time, farewell." Ye Qing said hurriedly with "Dream Creek Pen Talk" in his hand, feeling like he was going to escape.

Looking at the direction in which Ye Qing and the three of them left, the middle-aged man said several interesting things one after another, and then after bowing to the bookstall, he continued to move forward without a trace of regret.

Along the way, Jin Se kept smirking twice from time to time, making Ye Qing think that this little girl had become stupid because of depression just now.

"That's a funny answer." Jin Se watched Ye Qing stand still at the door of another shop, and when he was looking, he still recalled the answer just now.

"It's just a clever word." Bai Chun coldly poured a basin of cold water on the head of the joyful Jinse.

However, Ye Qing didn't care, he didn't care about Bai Chun's words at all, after looking at the signboard of the shop, he turned his head and continued to tease Jin Se and asked: "I'll also give you a question, if you have a cup of poisonous water in front of you, if you don't drink it, you will die of thirst, if you drink it, you will be poisoned to death, what should you do at this time?" ”

Jin Se thought about it sideways, then blinked his bright eyes, and said with some uncertainty: "While the poison is not paying attention...... Take a sip? ”

"Yes, the son can be taught, I am optimistic about you, young man." Ye Qing stretched out his hand and was about to pat Jin Se's shoulder to show encouragement, but after hearing Bai Chun's cough, he laughed, hurriedly withdrew his hand stretched out in the air, and pretended to scratch his forehead.

At this time, Bai Chun could only sigh helplessly in his heart, his unobtrusive little uncle was too infectious, and this moment of kung fu made the originally well-behaved Jin Se become smooth.

Broadly speaking, oils, waxes, rosins or fatty acids, etc., and fatty acid salts obtained by saponification or neutralization reaction of alkalis, can be called soap.

At this time in the Southern Song Dynasty, soap balls already existed, which were natural honey locusts, also known as soap horns, mashed and finely ground, added spices and other substances to make orange-sized balls, which were specially used for washing the face and bathing the body, commonly known as "soap balls".

In the sixth volume of the Song Dynasty's "Old Stories of Wulin", it is recorded that in Lin'an City, Kyoto, Southern Song Dynasty, there were already businessmen who specialized in "soap balls".

In the Ming Dynasty, Li Shizhen's "Compendium of Materia Medica" also recorded the production of soap balls, but compared with the soap balls at this time, there was a new progress.

But no matter what, whether it is the Southern Song Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, or the ancients made such daily necessities, they often only integrated some fresh things into them for experimentation, and few people would refine, extract more of the essence, and then experiment.

Therefore, at this time, although the soap ball has been sold in the store, its price can be staggering, and only the real dignitaries and wealthy businessmen can afford it.

So under Bai Chun's obstruction, Ye Qing, who originally wanted to buy a few more yuan to go back to study, but with his plan to spend all the 100 taels of silver, he was stillborn.

In the end, under his strong protest, and Bai Chun really couldn't stand the strange eyes of others, he finally hurriedly agreed to Ye Qing to buy a piece of it and go home, and he was not allowed to buy it again.

When the three of them returned home, Bai Chun wanted to arrange a place for Jin Se to live and take care of all the items that had been prepared for Jin Se a long time ago, so no one paid attention to Ye Qing who rushed into his house after receiving butter, candles, and soap balls.

On the other side, the middle-aged man who separated from Ye Qing and the three of them, with the scholar like Ye Qing and Bai Chun in the morning, walked along the same route into the area of the Fengbo Pavilion, and then walked into the same alley and knocked on the same door.

The scholar knocked on the vermilion door, and then quickly took out the name thorn of the gentleman, and was about to pay a formal visit to the name thorn on the floor of the gatehouse according to the sir's wishes, when he saw a noisy footsteps and greetings sounding inside the scarlet gate.

Then I saw that the gate was opened, and four or five people slowly walked out of the gate surrounded by a man who looked like a man.

"Thank you Mr. Langzhong, and I hope Mr. Langzhong can understand, this matter must not be spread." Fan Niande's eyes kept staring at Na Langzhong, so he didn't notice that there was a middle-aged scholar and a scholar standing at the door of his house at this time.

Lang Zhong bowed his hand, and then took the opportunity to take the money that slipped from Fan Niande's sleeve pocket to his hand, and then handed him the consultation fee, and said again and again: "It's easy to say, Fan Yuanwai can rest assured." ”

Until Na Langzhong left, the middle-aged scholar and scholar had been standing silently beside him, watching Fan Niande and Na Langzhong chatting, with a trace of anxiety hidden on their brows.

"How is Brother Fan doing?" The middle-aged scholar watched Fan Niande see Lang Zhong leave, and when he was about to turn around and go back to the house, he said lightly beside him.

“…… Cinnabar...... Mr. Zhu? Fan Niande heard someone greeting, so surrounded by several subordinates, he hurriedly turned around, and saw the middle-aged man standing on the side of the door, looking at him with a smile.

"When is the gentleman here? Why don't you let people know? Fan Niande had a look of surprise and joy on his face: "Fan is really offended, and he actually let Mr. wait here, it's really a snub to Mr., Mr. please." ”

Fan Niande was happy in his heart, but his mouth seemed a little difficult to understand, so he hurriedly pushed away the subordinate beside him, walked quickly to the middle-aged man's side, and after making a disciple's gift, he stretched out his hand to invite the middle-aged man into the house with a very respectful attitude.