The man's voice has been heard almost every day for more than two months and almost three months, especially for nearly half a month.

Liu Chenxing stopped the pen he was writing on rice paper and looked up at the door.

I saw a young man of twenty-five or sixteen years old standing at the door about two meters away, wearing the cyan official uniform of a nine-rank civil official, tall and thin.

Low-ranking officials who can enter and exit the history museum freely are nine times out of ten historians.

The historians in the History Museum are all part-time, and each has another official position, and generally the officials below the fifth grade are appointed as historians, and they are all the lowest level in the History Museum.

This young man in a low-level official uniform is a Zhishi Museum, and he is the secretary of the province from the post of orthography under the nine grades.

Zhengji is not much different from the secretary of Liu Wensu at the beginning, the official who was responsible for correcting errors in the book.

However, the grade of the orthography is not as good as that of the colonel Shulang, but it is also necessary to be the top in the imperial examination, or the person who stands out in the subject selection examination, which can be said to be the best in the imperial examination army, and it is much stronger than being assigned to the county lieutenant after being born as a jinshi.

Because it is considered a part-time job here in the history museum, everyone still calls each other's original ranks.

This person's name is Deng Yuanwen, so everyone in the history museum calls Deng Zhengzi.

Liu Chenxing saw that the person who came was indeed Deng Yuanwen, and he was only called into the history museum this year, and he and his uncle had worked together in the secretary province for a year, although it was a pity that his train of thought was interrupted, he still hung the brush in his hand on the grid.

This kind of pen grid, like the modern pen holder, is used for the same purpose, specifically for the pen.

It's a pity that the woodcut cylinder that looks the same as the pen holder of later generations is now a poetry cylinder.

No way, people like to write poems, this kind of creation needs inspiration, when the inspiration comes, you have to quickly write it down, and then put it into the "poetry holder" that should be a pen holder, and then wait for time to take it out and sort it out.

Liu Chenxing still remembers that when he was three or four years old, when he first saw Uncle Liu Wanli's study at Lao Liu's house, he saw this poetry tube, and thought that Aya Liu Qianli had just made a brush for his brother Liu Qingshan, so he pointed to the poetry tube on the spot and said loudly to Aye, "Aye, Brother has started to practice calligraphy, you can make a cylinder for Brother Ah and put the pen." ”

As soon as the words came out, he was mercilessly ridiculed by Uncle Liu Wanli.

It was then that she learned that the cylinder was a "poetry cylinder" in the Middle Ages.

As for the pen reservoir that is really used to put the pen, it is a bit like the kind of "fence" used by modern traffic police to separate the road lanes, but it is much smaller. Most of them are made of bamboo and wood, two or three layers of horizontal bars, the middle of the hole inserted pen, the vertical bar on both sides and the foot to fix the whole "pen grid". When you want to put the pen, insert the tip of the pen upwards into the horizontal bar hole, so that the hairs on the pen will not touch the ground or be rotted by the water left behind.

Returning to the point, Liu Chenxing skimmed a handful of ink on the inkstone, then inserted the pen with the tip of the pen upward, pressed a long paperweight on the rice paper, and then got up to meet it.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the sky behind Deng Yuanwen, he saw that the scorching sun was about to shine in the sky, and it should be time for lunch, so he crossed his hands and saluted: "It's already noon, I'm just about to get up, I'm not busy." ”

Both of them are Jiupin officials, and even Liu Chenxing is one grade higher, which is the ninth grade, and he is from the ninth grade, and the palace pays the most attention to etiquette and rules, Deng Yuanwen turned sideways to avoid Liu Chenxing's arch, and at the same time he also bowed and said: "It's noon, so I just came over." ”

“？” Liu Chenxing stood outside the door, looked at Deng Yuanwen and raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked silently what was the matter.

The eyes are the windows to the human soul.

From ancient literati to modern writers, they all describe how a person looks from their eyebrows.

Often the sentence "eyebrows and eyes are beautiful", no matter how male or female are described, the listener knows that the person who is described in this way should be good-looking.

Seeing Liu Chenxing's pair of black and moist eyes, they are clear and bright, although the eyebrows are slightly more heroic, less squeamish of the little lady, but a pair of watery eyes make the eyes more naturally feminine, even if the eyebrows are heroic enough, the two grow on the same face, and they don't feel that they have become a bright color, which is just right for a soft and heroic spirit.

This raised his eyebrows, and looked at it with watery eyes, Rao is wearing a Tsing Yi man's robe official uniform, and he still can't hide his beautiful color, Deng Yuanwen's eyes lit up, and the smile on his face deepened, and said: "It's the end of the month again, and the divisions have sent a lot of information, as well as living notes and other information, and they will be busy again soon, so today's chef's food is exceptionally good, and it can be regarded as a saint rewarding us historians, so he rewarded a sheep through the hall." ”

Speaking of this, remembering that Liu Chenxing was born in a peasant family, and he probably had never heard of the dish of hall sheep, Deng Yuanwen's heart moved, and he felt that the opportunity had come, so he said in detail: "This hall sheep, Liu Nushi may not have heard of it, this is a famous dish." ”

"Sheep passing through the hall, as the name suggests, is a stage where a sheep passes through the hall. Before eating the mutton, a live sheep will be led to the front of the hall and the diners will be asked to choose the part they want to taste for the live sheep. The chef then slaughters the lamb and ties coloured silk threads to the cut lamb at the discretion of the diners, before cooking it. After the pot is cooked, diners use the silk thread as the basis to find the piece of mutton they have chosen, and then feel the most delicious taste of mutton. ”

Xu is suspected of being a showman, and when Deng Yuanwen introduced the sheep in the hall, he talked eloquently, and there was a little arrogance between his eyebrows.

Liu Chenxing looked at Deng Yuanwen as if she didn't know how to pass through the hall, and listened with a faint smile without interrupting.

Although I was not very interested in Deng Yuanwen's words in detail, I couldn't help but sigh once again about the luxury of the History Museum!

This hall sheep is indeed not something ordinary people have heard of.

After all, most of the people live a tight life, who would cook a dish like this?

The palace banquet has had a hall sheep, but now it is an ordinary civil servant lunch, and there is actually a hall sheep!

Mutton is only real meat nowadays, think about a pig is about 300 to 600 Wen, a sheep is casually more than ten times the price of a pig, now take a whole live sheep to them to eat, how luxurious is this, so "jade plate delicacies straight ten thousand dollars" is really not an exaggeration, isn't this asking for ten thousand dollars?

Deng Yuanwen saw that although Liu Chenxing still maintained a steady smile on his face, he couldn't hide the surprise in his expression, and he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart, it was indeed a woman born in the countryside.

Thinking of Liu Chenxing's background, I felt a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, looking at Liu Chenxing in front of me, she was beautiful and bright, no worse than the little lady of the official family.

What's more, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, he was fortunate to attend the banquet, but seeing that Liu Chenxing was valued by both the empress and the eldest princess, this could make up for the disadvantages of his birth.

In addition, his uncle is also a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and his only brother is also a Jinshi, so he will not be held back if he is only elected as an official, so Deng Yuanwen invited with a smile: "Liu Nushi has always had lunch with us in the court, but today's lunch dishes are extraordinary, Liu Nushi wants to go to the public court for lunch with a certain one?" ”

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