Seeing that Zhang Wei didn't even know about Datang's famous wine stone frozen spring, Wen Tingyun shook his head lightly and said to him: "Since the guest officer doesn't know, it's not an exaggeration, I see that you are still young, and the road ahead is still very long, and you will become more and more refined in wine tasting as time goes by." Come, come, I'll fill it for you. With that, Wen Tingyun opened the wine and filled the wine bowl in front of Zhang Wei with wine.

In fact, what Zhang Wei didn't know was that this wine named Shi Frozen Spring was produced in Fuping County, which was in front of Xi'an, but it was already a long time ago.

It is normal for Zhang Wei, as a modern young man, not to hear of it.

Zhang Wei picked up the wine and smelled it, well---, fragrant, long charm, good wine. What's more, the Tang Dynasty was pure handmade winemaking, which is different from today's blended wine.

Blending is also technical, and the merchants who use edible alcohol to blend still have some conscience, and the wine they make can at least be drunk. If you encounter a few people who are particularly bold and mix them with industrial alcohol, the problem will be complicated, and if you mix alcohol with water, you can drink it if the amount is small; In case you meet a sincere person, mix it with water in alcohol, the amount is too large, and it will kill people.

Today, Zhang Wei can drink this real grain wine, which should be regarded as the best of the best, and the battle wine of the wine.

The dishes soon came up, a plate of lotus root, a plate of okra, a plate of alfalfa and a plate of mutton, with onions, ginger and garlic, a few home-cooked dishes, which smelled quite good.

"Good guy, fortunately, I traveled to the Tang Dynasty, and the food and drink are reasonable, at least there is so much food." Looking at the wine and food on the stone table, Zhang Wei thought in his heart.

"Come on, come on, you and I have a fate, chatting while eating." Obviously, Wen Tingyun was in a very high mood today, and said to Zhang Wei after pouring himself wine.

"Good ---" Zhang Wei picked up the wine and touched Wen Tingyun lightly, and then took a full sip, "Ah---, comfortable, this wine is comfortable to drink!" I couldn't help but sigh.

It tastes much better than the beer or liquor you often drink in bars and taverns, and of course it's a world of difference compared to fake wine.

"Oh, the wine made from this grain is delicious!" Zhang Wei not only praised.

"I have a hobby, that is, drinking, and I like to drink good wine, for example, this stone frozen spring in front of me is my good love. Come on, come on, take another sip. Saying that, Wen Tingyun picked up the wine bowl, took a big sip of it himself, and then opened his mouth wide and let out a long sigh, and suddenly his black and red face became brighter, and he began to talk more, "You and I have never known each other in our lives, and we met today and had a very happy conversation." However, until this time, the guest officer has not mentioned to Tingyun who you are and what is your surname? Why is it so strange to wear? ”

Only then did Zhang Wei know that he had not told Wen Tingyun about himself until now.

Who am I?

Zhang Wei thought fiercely, I remember that I am this local, not far from Xi'an, the Tang Dynasty called his hometown Fufeng County or Fengxiang Mansion? I don't know.

How can Zhang Wei tell Wen Tingyun in such a dilemma? Can you tell people that you've come here from another world? Apparently not.

"This?" Zhang Wei hesitated.

As the saying goes: If you are brainless or less talked, you should read more if you are ugly.

"Does the guest officer have something unspeakable?" Although Wen Tingyun is not good-looking, after all, he reads a lot, and after the baptism of knowledge, he is definitely a smart person, so he said thoughtfully: "I see that you are not very old, if you have difficulties, just say it, I can help you." ”

In Wen Tingyun's opinion, the little brother in front of him is not very old, dressed strangely, his hair is not long, and he came to this Qinling Mountain alone, if he didn't encounter difficulties in life, who would be like this?

Since people asked about his situation, Zhang Wei knew that he couldn't hide, but he couldn't tell Wen Tingyun the truth about his situation, what should he do, "It seems that I have to show my own lying skills." ”

Since he was a child, Zhang Wei has long remembered how many lies he has told and how many times he has deceived people, since you Wen Tingyun want to ask me about my specific situation, I have no choice but to lie to you.

"Brother Wen, when I say this, I am sad! I was originally a person from Fengxiang in the western part of Guanzhong, and I was sent by my parents to the temple to worship the Buddha wholeheartedly since I was a child. Over the years, as I grew older, I felt more and more that I was not a good monk. So a few days ago I secretly ran out of the temple, but the world is so big, but there is no place for me Zhang Wei, after leaving the temple, I found that I couldn't do anything, even I couldn't support myself, so I had no choice but to commit suicide in the mountains, who knew that I met Mr. here. Sir, do you think I can survive in this situation? Zhang Wei has not been a good student since he was a child, and he is good at stealing chickens and dogs, lying and cheating, packaging frogs for girls' books, etc.

Faced with Wen Tingyun's questioning, he immediately thought of the trick of being a monk, because in the Tang Dynasty, only monks could have short hair. Faced with the characteristics of short hair, strange clothes, and clean face, only being a monk can save himself.

In this way, he can not only get rid of the embarrassment of being questioned by others, but also be able to avoid the explanation of his unknown origin, and more importantly, the people of the Tang Dynasty all have to have beard, and at this time he is still the kind of spiritual head shape of modern society, isn't this clearly exposed?

And he had already thought about it, if Wen Tingyun continued to ask, he would say that he was a monk of Famen Temple.

Zhang Wei still knows about Famen Temple, and he knows very well that this temple was originally a royal temple in the Tang Dynasty.

Oops---

I'm just too smart.

Zhang Wei was once again impressed by his ingenuity.

"Oh---, I see, no wonder you dress strangely and don't have long hair? What is the guest's name? Wen Tingyun understands that young people like Zhang Wei are unwilling to live the kind of hard life in the temple, after all, there are too many temptations in the world, who wants to live the kind of pure life of wearing coarse cloth clothes and eating bitter vegetarian food?

What's more, monks are not allowed to get married, isn't this asking for human life?

You are not a debate monk, and you can still have an extramarital affair with the Tang princess or something, but the premise is that your master is a Tang monk, otherwise the extramarital affair will not be played Be careful to break the dog's legs.

Although Zhang Wei had already thought of all kinds of lies, Wen Tingyun did not continue to follow his train of thought and did not ask him which temple monk he was, what he did in the temple and other clichéd questions.

"I heard the master say that my surname was Zhang, and my nickname seems to be Zhang Wei. He can't say exactly who it is, maybe they don't want to tell me, so as not to get into trouble. Zhang Wei said.

Come to think of it, everyone in the family can send you to the temple, there must be various reasons, the main reason should be that there are too many children and you can't afford to support them.

Since his family can't afford to raise a child, he also told the presiding monk where the child is, what is his father's name, and what is his mother's name, is it difficult to go back when he grows up?

When you think the temple is an orphanage, it is dedicated to raising children for you!

Therefore, most people can give their children to the temple, and they have no intention of going back.