Zhou Yangyou and Ding Hui jointly appeared on the stage to bring subtle changes, at the banquet guests stopped their glasses and looked at the captain in formal clothes, many people encountered Zhou Yangyou on the trail with the county soldiers to break into the Pingyang Marquis, private discussions spread throughout the banquet hall.

No matter how you look at the ceremony, the guests saluted to the Duwei, Cao Shi and Zhou Yangyou saluted each other, and it was surprising that the Lord Duwei, who came violently, had no intention of asking for guilt, and talked about the humanistic customs of Hedong County with the Marquis of Pingyang in nondescript official uniforms, and never mentioned the dozens of county soldiers outside the mansion.

Ding Hui was like sitting on pins and needles, and several times he wanted to stand up, but was stopped by a few stern glances, the door doctor Sun Qi pressed his sword and stood in front of the hall and stared at each other, Uncle Chen stood opposite Ding Hui and looked at each other angrily, the twenty servants he relied on had no chance to enter the Hou Mansion at all, but Zhou Yangyou ignored him as if he did not exist.

In the courtyard outside the lobby of the Hou Mansion, Huo Zhongru looked around for familiar servants of the Hou Mansion to inquire, but Ding Hui provoked the Hou Mansion to be very unkind to see the officials of the Hou State, and found a few familiar servants who were blocked back by a few words, and it was best to get along with a few close friends who were busy serving the banquet, so that Huo Zhongru was anxious and helpless.

He touched the wall several times in a row like a headless fly, and finally stopped the maid he knew: "Sanchun, I'm Huo Zhongru!" Have you forgotten the bouquet of flowers I gave you last month? ”

Sanchun walked over in a hurry with his face covered, but he didn't want to be bumped into by Huo Zhongru, so he simply glared at him: "Yo, it turned out to be Xiao Langjun of the Huo family, you and your Hou Ling elders came to have a big banquet, the luncheon has already started, why do you want to stop the maid from going to the banquet." ”

"Where's the kids? I haven't seen her for a few days and miss her very much, Sanchun helps me show me the way, I salute you. Huo Zhongru held the big sleeves and bowed at 90 degrees, since the Han Dynasty, the Zhou ceremony has been different from nine bows, and it is a relatively simple and practical etiquette to bow down, and it is also widely used as a military salute.

Sanchun turned sideways to avoid saluting and walked away quickly, only to take a few steps and was stopped on the way to beg bitterly, Sanchun was annoyed by begging: "What does it mean that Xiaolangjun of the Huo family stopped my way, Xiaolangjun is okay if he misses the matter of the prince and the marquis, and the servant can be punished, if you want to ask the maid of the Hou Mansion where she is, you can find a family to go, don't block my way again." ”

"How dare I, a little official, ask the Hou Mansion family, Sanchun, you are kind and treat me very well, please help show me a trace of let me know where the children are, okay? I haven't seen my children for a long time, and I really miss it! Huo Zhongru cried with a sad face, took out a few good eight baht coins from his big sleeve and secretly went over.

The eight-baht coin is quite heavy to start, and as soon as Sanchun took it, he knew that Huo Zhongru had made a bloody investment, and his face looked a little better: "Thank you for the generosity of Xiaolangjun of the Huo family, the Wei family is not the same as in the past, Xiaolangjun of the Huo family went to the servant courtyard and couldn't find Wei Shao'er, she moved into the backyard of the Hou Mansion with Junru." ”

"What? Hou's backyard! Huo Zhongru staggered and almost fell, looking at the direction of the backyard in despair, the corners of his eyes were filled with tears, according to the etiquette law, the backyard is the master's bedroom, ordinary servants and slaves can enter and exit, but they are not qualified to live in it, and those who can live in it must be a woman who is close to the prince and marquis.

How intimate is it? Huo Zhongru can understand after a little thought, the skin-to-skin relatives are also intimate, theoretically, the maidservants who have never been married in the Hou Mansion belong to the women of the princes, as long as the princes want to be lucky, they can be at any time, and the women who have had skin-to-skin relatives move into the backyard to become concubines, which is a very common and normal situation.

Sanchun saw that he was pitiful, so he told the ins and outs of the Wei family's great luck: "The prince took a fancy to Wei Jun's beautiful appearance and accepted him as a maidservant, and Wei Shao'er was also accepted as a maid by the prince with a posture that was not inferior to his sister, if you have the heart, go to the prince and ask for a favor, maybe the prince will give you a child as a wife." ”

Musicians, the sum of heaven and earth, at this time the hall resounded with ancient music, three generations of solemn occasions before the ceremonial music sounded, until the Spring and Autumn Period to descend to the Warring States period of the troubled era to conquer the ritual music was relaxed, only then gradually appeared the tradition of kabuki to help the fun.

In the middle of the banquet hall to the surprise of the guests, there are six ironware with strange shapes, and there are two servants holding fans next to each ironware, and the cook picks up an ironware to stir-fry vegetables, and it doesn't take much effort to smell the aroma of collecting medicine.

An old master's eyes were wide and cloudy, and he pointed to the fiery iron and said, "This must be an iron pot!" ”

Another scholar retorted: "Definitely! The food should be an iron pot. ”

"What do you know? The iron pot is like a tripod to cook, and it can be made for a moment with fierce fire, and this thing must be an iron pot! The old master said firmly.

"Rotten! The old eyes are dizzy and don't know that there is a kettle in ancient times, and the three are enough to burn it, and it will become a delicious dish for a long time, which is the iron pot! ”

"Shaft!"

"Decayed!"

The scholars scolded again, and the middle-aged scholar sitting in the corner kept shaking his head: "Fighting for one thing, such a short-sighted gaze, you can't be a fellow believer." ”

In the seat of Gao Jue, who was not far from the scholar's seat, a gorgeously dressed middle-aged man asked curiously: "My words and deeds seem to be not from Hedong, I don't know your name, where you come from, and which one you have studied?" ”

"Qi people, master Yan, what you have learned is ......" The middle-aged scholar hesitated for a moment and said, "Zongheng family." ”

"Oh, Su Qin and Zhang Yi have more talents." The man in the Chinese costume spoke much more plainly, and immediately returned the salute: "Jiangyi Zhoufu, I have seen the main father." ”

"I don't dare to be called a gentleman." The master father glanced at him strangely: "I don't know the relationship between the family and the Marquis of Jiang. ”

Zhou Fu smiled and nodded without saying more, his behavior fell in the eyes of the master father Yan was equivalent to looking down on him, and he wanted to argue a few words in his heart, but after thinking about it, he also asked to see Pingyang Hou, so he glared at Zhou Fu fiercely and closed his mouth.

Shen Tu Gong pinched his beard and looked at it for a long time and said: "There are many strange people in the Prince's Mansion, and the thing held by the cook should be an iron pot, so what is the iron tool that comes out of the flames?" ”

Zhou Yangyou couldn't help but listen attentively, completely ignoring Ding Hui's funny expression of squeezing his eyebrows, he recognized the iron pot one step earlier than Shen Tugong, but it was inconvenient to ask questions for this purpose.

"This thing is an iron stove, which can be burned by making iron with built-in charcoal, which is very good for cooking food, and can also be used to bake for warmth in winter." Cao Shi briefly explained the role of the iron furnace, even Zhou Yangyou, who lacked economic acumen, noticed the extraordinaryness of this thing, if there is an iron furnace in the border county where the winter is cold, there is no need to worry about frostbite if the weather is too cold.

Shentu Gong praised: "The prince is also benevolent! Making iron pots and iron-making furnaces to benefit the people of the world, quite the style of the pre-Qin gentlemen, I thought I could ask the Son of Heaven for credit! ”

"Good!" Zhou Yangyou nodded silently.

The two parents praised Cao Shi as a benevolent gentleman, and the creation of utensils benefited the people of the world, and solved the hardships of difficult food and severe cold in winter, so Shen Tu Gong wanted to ask the Son of Heaven for the merit of Pingyang Hou, and Zhou Yang agreed cleanly.

Moments later, the delicate food was served to each guest, including the delicious braised carp, the roasted bubbling lamb shank, the chicken meatball soup garnished with green vegetables and mushrooms, the beef stew sprinkled with chopped green onions, and the carefully marinated roast chicken.

At that moment, the guests seemed to forget to breathe.

Boom!

The master's father's throat surged, and the stomach that had not seen oil and water for a long time was troubled, and the scholars on both sides showed similar expressions: "You can't blame me, my master's father is greedy for food, but I really want to say that the cooking skills of the Pingyang Hou Mansion are extremely mysterious." ”

Cao Shi raised the bronze jue: "All the kings drink the saint (win)!" ”

"Drink the Saint!"

The guests raised their glasses and drank happily, and the wine glass was put down on behalf of the eating world, whether Sir Gao or the merchant scholar made the same action at this moment, grabbing the merchant dagger and the food chopsticks to attack the food in front of the case.

The dagger made a clanging collision sound, some people ate and gobbled up with a terrifying expression, and some couldn't help tearing the roast chicken, the old Confucian was exhausted and couldn't tear the leg of mutton, and he hurriedly called the servant to cut the mutton on his behalf, and the mouth full of greasy and stuffed with his hands was scratched, and the snow-white beard also changed color.

Wine to half of the five flavors of the dish, in addition to some hungry ghosts to live in the big stomach is still gluttonous, ordinary guests gradually realized the elegant etiquette of eating, from the servant took a yellowed silk cloth to wipe the greasy corners of the mouth, the heart can not help but for the Pingyang Hou extravagant admiration, wipe the mouth of the cloth are used silk cloth, some people accidentally wipe the silk cloth is rotten.

"Don't panic, this thing is paper and different from silk paper, I tried to make it for a long time and it is not usable, and today I will take it out for you to see a fresh." Cao Shi said a little and then kept silent, and the guests were more curious about this rare thing that was different from silk paper, and thought that Pingyang Hou intended to keep the trade secret, so they no longer explored it in detail.

They didn't know that this batch of hemp paper was indeed a waste product, and Cao Shi's craftsmen in the house had been making waste paper for many days, which was still a waste paper that could be broken at the touch of a button, which also hit his expectations and confidence in papermaking, and he had worked hard for a long time to make only a little inferior paper to wipe his mouth, and there was still a way to go before his goal.

Celebrities from all walks of life took the opportunity of the feast to salute each other, merchants came over to inquire about the sale of iron pots and iron stoves, and shrewd businessmen were like sharks smelling fishy, and they quarreled over two utensils that were highly praised by their parents.

The scholars over there had eaten enough and started a new round of debate, and a few old people relied on their old age to put on a shelf and call themselves the elders, and often used "vertical sons" to greet those who disagreed.

After another half an hour, the dinner party gradually came to an end, seeing that the guests were about to get up to say goodbye, Ding Hui, who was hiding in the corner, finally realized that he was abandoned, he hated Zhou Yangyou who was untrustworthy in his heart, and hated Pingyang Hou for suddenly inviting a hundred people to ruin his good deeds, and he stood up unwillingly and prepared to fight Pingyang Hou.

I don't want Fan It to rush to the front: "The two horses are under the feet of Mingjian, the iron pot and iron furnace are made by the craftsmen of the Hou Mansion of the Marquis, and the Marquis has said that he created this instrument for the benefit of the common people in the world, and after several twists and turns, the tool has finally been successful for many days, and he does not want to make this thing but falls into the eyes of people with a heart, a few days ago, Hou Guo ordered Chang Ding to take dozens of people to seize the Hou Mansion property and steal hundreds of iron pots, destroy the iron furnace and injure the craftsman and arrest the Hou Mansion family supervisor Lu Buxian, and he was trapped in the Hou State Prison and still does not know whether he is alive or dead. ”

Shen Tugong's face darkened, his eyes swept over the stunned Ding Hui, and he said angrily: "Is this true? ”

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ps: Under the foot of the horse is the honorific title of the county chief guard and the captain.

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