Chapter 3: The Wilderness (8)

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The two girls were asked, and immediately burst out laughing, causing people to look sideways, wondering what was going on here.

Although the yellow-shirted girl Eru was a little calm, she was also amused by the solemn demeanor of Xu and Li. The blue-shirted girl bent over, laughing, and pointed at Xu and Li and said, "Ha, haha, laugh, laugh at me." Hahaha, are you, haha, talking like this when people from the Central Plains speak? ”

"We?" Xu and Li were a little confused by laughter, and only then did they realize what the problem was when they heard the girl ask each other. After thinking about it, I laughed too. While laughing, he explained to the two girls: "We are not allowed to ask the woman's name casually, otherwise we will be scolded by others, and if we don't get it right, we will be chased and beaten as a bad person!" Therefore, when I asked about your name, I had to be more solemn! ”

"We ask casually here, and if people are unhappy, they will naturally not tell you. The body will not be cut out, what are you afraid of! Blue Shirt said with a smile.

"I think it's because they're used to each other. The elders said that when Aunt Qing first came, she also easily did not talk to others! Eru slowly retracted her smile and said very understandingly.

She was born beautiful, she smiled very simply, her smile was natural, and she was a little more considerate than the girl in the blue shirt when she spoke, so it was easy to make people feel close.

Xu Dayan sighed secretly in his heart, but he still had a calm smile on his face, and asked in a low voice, "You two haven't told you the name of the Central Plains yet?" I remember both Aru and Tocoto, but they don't sound as good as you say! ”

After asking, there was a faint sense of expectation in my heart.

Without waiting for Eru to speak, the outspoken blue-shirted girl replied first: "It's Eru and Tao Kuotuosi, in our Turkic dialect, her name is Golden Lotus, and my name is Blue Feather Bird!" ”

With the girl's colorful explanation, Xu Dayan and Li Xu knew the meaning of Eru and Tao Kuodesi. Nasturtium is a wildflower commonly found in the depths of the grasslands. The buds are not large, but they bloom beautifully. In particular, it is set against the green sea of grass, which is as bright and dazzling as a jewel. The blue-feathered bird is a bird that is said to resemble a peacock, with colorful plumage and a graceful body, and the place where it appears means that the wind and rain are good and the pastures are prosperous. And their Han Chinese names also come from this, the name of the girl in the yellow shirt is Zuiju, and the name of the girl in the blue shirt is Broken Blue.

"Aunt Qing, she must be a good painter!" Xu Dayan listened to the girl's introduction and speculated with great certainty.

"Huh, how do you know?" The blue-shirted girl asked in surprise. The yellow-shirted girl's eyes widened, her eyes full of admiration.

Seeing the soft light in Zuiju's eyes, Xu Dayan was a little proud, and explained with a smile: "Can a person who can get such a picture of his name not have a painting in his heart?" You, Aunt Qing, I'm afraid you're a master of Danqing! ”

"Yes, Aunt Qing can even draw the traces of the wind blowing on the grass!" The girl said admiringly.

The group is a young man, and after having a common topic, they quickly became acquainted. The girl Sha Lan told a few more interesting stories about Aunt Qing's first appearance and shocking skills, and suddenly the topic changed, and asked with a somewhat proud expression: "The two of us have learned to write and draw with Aunt Qing since childhood, according to the rules of your Central Plains, we should be regarded as Aunt Qing's disciples?" ”

"It should be a descendant disciple, a successor to the mantle!" Xu Dayan replied with a somewhat flattering tone. The first emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty re-educated, and in addition to the barbaric places that were too far away, almost every county and county set up government-run schools. In these schools, teachers were hired at the expense of the imperial court, and the government was responsible for providing room and board for the students. Li Xu and he have both benefited from this policy, and they are deeply touched when they think about it.

After the popularization of county schools, each student had several teachers, and each teacher also had several students. But among them, those who can be called each other's masters and disciples talk about selflessness. And once it is called by this title, it means that the teacher is ready to pass on what he has learned all his life to a certain student. The student, on the other hand, regards the teacher as his father for the rest of his life and never turns his back.

"What is a mantle heir?" The girls didn't understand Xu Dayan's compliments, and asked with wide eyes.

"Literally, she gave you all her clothes and jobs, which can be understood as your acceptance of the skills she relies on to make a living!" Xu Dayan replied with a wry smile, secretly scolding himself for being confused. Dropping the text with two interracial girls is purely to find guilt for yourself.

"Passed on to me the skills you make a living from?" The girl in the blue shirt blinked her eyes and thought about it, but still didn't understand the connotation, "Did you teach others that you have to starve?" So you have to use clothes and rice bowls as metaphors? ”

"We have a lot of people in the Central Plains, and if anyone knows a craft, they won't be able to make money. It's like your leather goods on the prairie, the more you have, the less valuable it is! Li Xu found an example to explain.

Shattered Blue laughed softly, clapped her hands, and sighed, "I understand." Fortunately, Aunt Qing doesn't live by selling paintings! After thinking about it, he smiled and added: "But, who has the painting skills to the point that Aunt Qing did?" If she is really willing to paint portraits of people, I am afraid that if she sells 500 raw skins, people will rush to buy them! ”

The people were accustomed to bartering, and there is still no complete concept of coins. Traders today trade hides and skins for most of their goods, so girls also use hides as a metaphor for the master's master's skill in painting.

"Aunt Qing's painting skills are so high, then aren't the two of you famous teachers and apprentices!" Xu Dayan couldn't help but compliment, but he was more and more surprised in his heart. The journey of learning to paint is quite difficult. Unless it is a genius, he was born with a wonderful pen. Otherwise, from the beginning of writing and ink learning, to being able to capture people's faces and demeanors in an instant, it is difficult to achieve it without ten years of hard work. And painting is not as good as learning characters, and you can't use a branch dipped in water to repair its charm on a stone tablet. So the paper money wasted every year alone is a very expensive expense. The girl's Aunt Qing has such superb painting skills, I am afraid it will not be an ordinary folk girl who was abducted and trafficked to the grassland.

"Of course, Aunt Qing's painting skills are high, but neither of us has learned it. The paper you Han people sell is too expensive, and the sheepskin is not as easy to ink as paper! The blue-shirted girl pouted and replied with some suddenness.

The experience of helping the family do business told Xu Dayan that the girl was telling the truth. The paper is thin, but the weight is staggering. A half-foot square stack of paper tends to be much heavier than a brick of the same thickness. And that thing is rarely used on the grassland, and the traders think that it is slow to ship, and they are afraid of fire and tide when they are pressed in their hands. Therefore, it is not worth working at all to sell paper on the grassland without twenty times the profit.

Thinking of this, Xu Dayan patted his chest and promised: "Next spring, I will definitely have someone bring a batch of good paper over and send it to you to learn to paint!" “

He was born in a wealthy family, and he can take out the arrogance of spending a lot of money and a smile, and the price of this paper is naturally not in his eyes. The two girls of the Xia clan were overjoyed, looking at Xu with big eyes, their faces full of disbelief: "Really? Don't you make money anymore? ”

"May the carriage and horses be lightly clothed and .....!" Xu Dayan quoted half of the Analects, and forcefully suffocated the second half of the sentence back into his stomach. This is what Zilu said to Confucius back then, "May the carriage and horses, the clothes be light, and the friends will be together, and there will be no regrets!" When he was studying, Xu Dayan's favorite thing was Zilu's honest and bold character, and unconsciously, his behavior was affected by him. But it is certainly not appropriate to say these things to two young girls, first, the other party is not his friend. Second, when she had said that, the maiden would surely ask again where his carriage was hidden.

However, Li Xu was really half a step forward and explained to the two girls in a low voice: "Paper is not as expensive as it is on the grassland in our Central Plains. Everyone is reluctant to bring it, mainly because few people here buy it. If the paper seller doesn't raise the price very high, he will definitely lose money. ”

"I won't let my friends suffer, if you bring me two packs of paper next year, I'll give you the fastest colt!" The girl named Broken Blue was the most bold, patted Li Xu's back, and said.

After a shot, Li Xu's face was flushed again. The two girls were happy, and the men of the Han people were actually shyer than the women of the Xia tribe. In the midst of laughter, the four of them became more and more familiar, and before they knew it, they had already walked to the deepest part of the Su Sibu camp with laughter.

In the Thunder tribe, the patriarch's status is extremely respectable, but the patriarch's home is no more luxurious than that of ordinary clansmen. The only sign that distinguishes Susisier's felt bags from the rest of his family is that there is an unpainted wooden fence erected around the dozen or so felt bags in his house, while there is no fence outside the felt bags of other people's houses.

The felt bags of the two maidens and Aunt Qing were inside the fence, mixed with the other minor children of the patriarch Su Sixier's family and the felt bags of his wife. All felt bags are wrapped in white felt and topped with a piece of silver satin. It was only because of the wind and sun that the white felt and silk had already lost their original luster and became white and yellow, as if a layer of dust had floated on them.

"The innermost felt bag is where Aunt Qing lives, let's sneak in, we will definitely scare her!" The blue-shirted girl pointed to a felt bag that looked relatively clean in the back of the courtyard surrounded by the fence, pulled Li Xu's arm and dragged it inside.

But the two teenagers said that they would not mess with her, and stood outside the fence, asking the two sisters to go in first. The girl pulled a few times, and saw that Li Xu and Xu Dayan refused to give in no matter what, so they had to pout and go in disgrace.

This time, it was only after half a pillar of incense that it had to be turned around. The blue-shirted girl felt that she had lost face in front of the guests, and explained a little unhappily: "Aunt Qing is really wordy, and she sent someone to report to her father, and she ordered someone to wash the tea set. The copper kettle that makes tea on weekdays was actually washed three times by her......."

The girl in the yellow shirt was calmer than her sister, and first apologized to Xu and Li, and then stopped her chattering little sister, and invited distant guests to come in for tea for the host.

Although Aunt Na Qing is not the biological mother of the two girls, she is her mother's sister in terms of generation. Therefore, Xu and Li entered the felt bag, that is, they greeted the younger generations of the Central Plains people to meet the elders. The woman in the house was already dressed up, and suddenly saw the etiquette of her hometown, and quickly got up to thank her. His speech and demeanor were downright and generous, but his voice gradually became dumb.

Xu looked at each other secretly, and saw a middle-aged beautiful woman wearing Han family clothes standing in front of him and Li Xu. Judging by the color of her skin, the woman should be less than forty years old. It's just that the temples have long been dyed by frost, and the spots are a little haggard.

"Two distinguished guests, please take a seat, I rarely have guests here, so I have to take some time to prepare!" The woman adjusted her mood and said in a Zhongyuan dialect with a slight Jiangnan accent.

"It's the juniors who came to disturb in a hurry, please forgive the elders!" Li Xu and Xu Dayan confessed again, and then sat down in the order of the guests. If they were in the Central Plains and they came to see a middle-aged woman so late, the other party would definitely not allow them to enter. Therefore, the trouble that the blue-shirted girl said was a normal etiquette in the eyes of Xu and Li. Although it took some time, I felt very cordial in my heart.

The young woman nodded slightly, appreciating the young man's knowledgeable behavior. Then he casually asked a few kind words about whether the journey was tiring and whether he was accustomed to living in the Xia tribe, and stood up again, holding out two delicate azure magnetic bottles in both hands.

The two girls had stopped talking since the guests had entered the tent, and they had never seen the etiquette of meeting guests and hosts between Han Chinese, and at first glance, they were very curious. When she saw the young woman take out the azure magnetic bottle that she had never moved to people, she was even more surprised in her heart, and her two pairs of big eyes stared brightly.

At this moment, the copper kettle that had been scrubbed by the young woman in advance was bright and bright, and the copper kettle filled with water and placed on the charcoal fire was already faintly sounding. The young woman walked over with the magnetic bottle in her arms, squatted down with half of her skirt, and then straightened the magnetic bottle a little further away from the charcoal basin. Then he slowly stood up, took a very clean silver spoon from the cabinet, scooped out a small half spoonful of snow-white refined salt in one of the two magnetic bottles, opened the lid of the copper kettle, and gently put it into the water.

"Do you want to make tea?" Li Xu was secretly surprised in his heart. Since entering the felt tent, every move of the beautiful young woman has given him a very comfortable feeling. If the two girls are compared to the lake on the grassland, the beautiful young woman in front of them is a pole of bamboo cultivation in the south of the Yangtze River. (Note 5)