Huang Yue was reading in the bedroom, and when he saw Ge Liang coming in, he hurriedly asked: "There are some traditional characters in it, I can't even figure out what simplified Chinese is, you can take a look, let's confirm it together." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ge Liang glanced at it a few times, almost didn't know anything, and said to Huang Yue with some impatience: "You can't recognize a person with one of the best academic results in your class, and I dare to point out to you as a middle-class and lower-class student?" Hey, look at this room to see if there's this book. As he spoke, he raised the book "Han Feizi" in his hand.

The two of them searched the room, even opened the bamboo slips and books, but still couldn't find another one of the same. Ge Liang was a little embarrassed: "What should I do if there is only one book?" ”

Huang Yue didn't understand: "Why do you need two identical books?" ”

Ge Liang told her softly: "Didn't you say that we don't know a lot of traditional characters? We can't ask people, so what can we do? So I deliberately asked Zhuge Jun to read aloud there, and I watched from the sidelines and wrote down the words I didn't know, so that we could learn it. It's just that I didn't expect that guy to be quite stubborn, as long as I stood next to him, he wouldn't die. I thought that if there were two books of the same kind, I would let him read them there, and I would take the other one and learn it secretly. ”

It turned out that this was what he said about his own way, and Huang Yue felt that it was very bad to do this: "It's obvious that you are learning from others, and you are deliberately acting like you are superior, you are doing this a bit too much." ”

"What kind of family, that's my brother, it's my own family, it's not a big deal to wronged him. Do I really want to ask him for advice? Isn't that revealing. Alas, what is this not done, do you want me to copy a copy? Ge Liang looked around again to see where the pen and paper were placed.

Huang Yue thought this was a joke: "Copy a copy? Don't be funny. Not to mention when you have to copy so many books, you won't be able to get them with just so much paper. Don't forget that this was in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms, although papermaking had been invented, it had not yet been able to spread to the public, and it should be almost a luxury. You see, there are a lot of books here that are still bamboo slips. I guess the value of a book here may not be less than the price of an average mobile phone. ”

"Wouldn't it? So with so many books, we are local tyrants? "As for the application of paper, Ge Liang didn't pay attention to it.

"I don't know how much it's worth, it's just an analogy, anyway, in this era, paper is definitely not a popular product." Huang Yue's thirst for paper is not a little bit, in this era, the last toilet is solved by bamboo leaves, which is really embarrassing.

Ge Liang still wants to find: "I don't copy all of them." I just copied down the sentences with words I didn't know, so I could read them when he read them, and it didn't take much paper. ”

Huang Yue thought about it, but still shook his head: "Forget it, look at the brush on this desk, and there are no pencils, pens, ballpoint pens or anything, do you know how to write calligraphy?" If the two of us were to write calligraphy, we might have to write until the size of an egg to be able to write a traditional character clearly, but how many words could we write on a piece of paper? ”

"You haven't written it either? Huang Yue, how can you be like this, as a good child with excellent character and learning, as our learning role model, how can you not learn brush calligraphy? "Ge Hao is disappointed.

Huang Yue disagrees with this statement: "In our era, it was good to be able to write well with a pen, it was all keyboard input or voice input, and the learning task was so heavy, a few people still had the heart to learn brush words." ”

"Then write with a hard pen!" Ge Liang thought of a way, "Is it okay to use a toothpick?" No, toothpicks don't absorb water, and you can't write two strokes with one dip in ink...... With a quill pen! If you don't have goose feathers, then use chicken feathers instead, right! Didn't you eat stewed chicken with mushrooms that day, and there must still be chicken feathers! Look for it, if it's gone, go to the chicken coop and grab a big rooster and pull out two of them, a good way! ”

Ge Liang rushed to the chicken coop and saw that the only rooster and three hens in the house were basking in the sun in the yard at the moment, so he slowly walked over, ready to catch the big rooster while he was not looking.

The big rooster felt that the comer was not good, and nervously "clucked" and avoided it. Ge Liang failed to sneak attack, so he simply came hard, and pounced forward, but he was inexperienced, and the chicken was not caught, but he slipped and almost fell, and quickly used his hands to avoid landing on the ground—the snow had just melted in the previous two days, and the ground was wet everywhere.

The big rooster escaped, and ran to the wall with a crowing sound. The three hens trembled in fear, fluttering their wings and scurrying about. As soon as I entered the courtyard, it was so lively, "clucking" and "cooing" sounded non-stop.

Zhuge Jun ran out of the study when he heard the voice: "Brother, what are you going to do?" ”

Ge Liang rubbed the mud on his hands, and said angrily: "Kill the chicken!" Spring festival! ”

Xiaobao excitedly chased the rooster: "It's the New Year!" Chinese New Year! ”

Zhuge couldn't figure it out: "Brother, didn't Master Huang send two hens yesterday?" It's all killed. What are you killing chickens for today? We can't eat that much. ”

Ge Liang blurted out: "I want feathers!" ”

Jingjing, who was cleaning, also ran out: "Uncle, what do you want feathers for?" There's a lot of that. As he spoke, he raised the feather duster in his hand.

Looking at the handful of beautiful rooster tail feathers, Ge Liang was a little embarrassed, stretched out and pulled out two of them, and turned back to call Xiaobao: "Don't chase, the ground is slipping, be careful of falling to kill you." ”

Back in the bedroom, Ge Liang hurriedly added water to grind the ink, asked Huang Yue to find out the sentences with new words in the book, rolled up his sleeves and began to copy, but the chicken feathers didn't seem to absorb water as well as expected, the ink didn't absorb much, and every time he started writing, the first stroke always left a big ink ball on the paper, and he couldn't write well at all.

Huang Yue shook his head: "Pig head Liang, you don't need to make it so complicated, it's better to just humbly ask your brother for advice, you said that he is your own family, are you afraid of losing face?" ”

Ge Liang tried to write a few words again, but it was still not formed, both hands were black and covered with ink, so he had to sigh and said: "Don't call me hypocritical, I've said it many times, we can't reveal our true identity, we must also have the identity of Zhuge Liang, do you want him to recognize that we are not his brother and sister-in-law, drive us out, and then we continue to be beggars?" ”

"You are still not convinced when you say that you are a pig's head!" Huang Yue patted Ge Liang's head with the palm of his hand, just like when he pasted the pig's head on his head with a palm, "Actually, I think you like to pretend and like to pretend to be a big brother in front of Zhuge Jun." Then you can pretend, I don't have to pretend anyway, I'll go and ask him how to read these words now, he shouldn't wonder why I suddenly can't read. ”

"That's right," Ge Liang habitually touched his forehead, as if he wanted to remove the pig's head sticker that Huang Yue had attached to him, making his head ink, "Although it is said that Zhuge Liang's wife is well-read, but the woman at that time did not read much after all, and it is absolutely normal for you, as her sister-in-law, to occasionally ask him if you don't know words." ”