For Xiahou Yuan, except for the half-understood theory of acid and alkali, the whole is quite pleasant.

The pasta is sweet and the dishes are salty and light.

General Zuo, who is at the head of the seat, is also quite graceful, and he is full of witty words with that Jian Yong, which makes people can't help but fall in love with it.

But it's a pity that his surname is Xiahou.

In the end, when the banquet was over, Xiahou Yuan also told Liu Bei quite formally that when he returned, he would send a letter to Prime Minister Cao Cheng.

The gains and losses involved in this, Xiahou Yuan also thought about it quite clearly.

The Yizhou army, which has two or three thousand people, is neither an elite soldier nor a good general, and even if it is repatriated, it will not harm the overall situation.

As for Ma Teng's life, it is almost the same, after all, that Ma Chao seems to have thrown himself into Liu Bei, if the prime minister punishes his clan, it will only make this Ma Mengqi even more desperate for Liu Bei.

Moreover, what Chang'an has seen in the past six months has also made Xiahou Yuan even more vigilant.

Whether it is the undisguised ambition of Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang and others, or the means adopted to win the hearts of the people in Guanzhong Yongliang, or the endless new weapons and farming methods, all made Xiahou Yuan look sideways.

He must return to Yecheng and inform his eldest brother of everything he has seen with his own eyes, this is Xiahou Yuan's most sincere opinion.

After sending Xiahou Yuan and the two away, Liu Bei and Jian Yong turned back to the inner hall, and when they passed by the main hall, Jian Yong leaned over and picked up a note from the couch and read it:

"General Miaocai treats Zhang Shao like a parent, and General Zuo's two daughters are fine in Yecheng."

The note is not very regular, and the material is quite familiar, if the judgment is good, Jian Yong thinks that this should be torn from the paper of Zhang Shenbao.

And the person who knelt here at the right time, both of them still remember it quite clearly.

Liu Bei just smiled, sat down again, poured himself a glass of light wine, and said:

"Xianhe sent this note to Yide."

Since Xiahou Yuan agreed, then he can be regarded as living up to the trust of his father and Ma Mengqi in Chengdu, and he should celebrate with a drink, and by the way, Liu Bei also praised:

"This is worthy of the name of his clever change."

Zhang He and Xiahou Yuan, who were admired by Liu Bei, led the horse they rode when they came in the name of eating after dinner, and slowly paced towards the other courtyard.

Ma Tan didn't break the thoughts of the two, but just stayed behind and watched the two slowly turn back.

It has been nearly five months since Liu Bei entered Chang'an, the ruined houses have been renovated, the potholed streets have been smoothed again, and even the farmland outside the city has been successfully harvested, and the people have called it a bumper harvest.

Xiahou Yuan still remembered that when they went to the banquet, the golden crow had not yet fallen to the west, and the two of them could still see a group of children carrying a basket and pouting their buttocks, carefully trying to pick up some ears of wheat on the street.

Zhang He has known the soldiers for a long time, and in his opinion, the people of Chang'an today have not only shelter from the wind and rain, but also rich fields of clothing, food, and warehouses.

In this way, he has the appearance of living and working in peace and contentment to raise his children and grandchildren, and Zhang He also has a judgment in his heart: Prime Minister Cao Cheng has lost the hearts of the people.

It's just that I don't know what the note left in a hurry will be thought of by Xuande Gong?

Xiahou Yuan was also silent, constantly thinking about what he had seen in the past few months, and wanted to share his worries for his eldest brother.

After turning the next street, Xiahou Yuan happened to see a well-mannered scribe step into a small courtyard, and then reflexively closed the courtyard door.

Xiahou Yuan and Zhang He were both stunned, and at the same time said uncertainly:

"Lu Su?"

The two are not familiar with Lu Su, but more because the prime minister dispatched troops after the defeat in Chibi and was ordered to go to Huaiyang to rebel.

In addition to the first thunder attack, he took the local people to Tuntian.

At that time, it was Lu Su who led the army in Jiangdong to defend the army, and he also fought at that time.

Although he had only met a few times, Fang Cai's scribe was eight or nine points similar to the Hengjiang general Lu Su in his memory, both in style and body outline.

At this moment, the door next door to the courtyard of the suspected Lu Su family also opened, and a pair of Weng Yuan went out of the door hand in hand to pass by Xiahou Yuan and Zhang He, and they could hear the chatter of the two old men:

“… I don't know if this apprenticeship in Jiangdong is the same as our Guanzhong? ”

"The soup cakes I made are all praised by Nalumu for being delicious, not like the accountant."

"Whether you care or not, you have to borrow the bundle to make a ceremony, I'm afraid that the Lu family will think that our Saburo is stupid......"

Seeing the pair of Weng Yuan walking away, Xiahou Yuan and Zhang He glanced at each other again, and there were countless surprises in them.

At this moment, the two of them wanted to step forward and knock on the door to see if it was really Lu Su who opened the door, but on the other hand, they also knew that this was too abrupt, after all, they had only met and not old friends, and there was a smile on the side of Ma Yan:

"Two generals, it's not early, please come back quickly."

So the two of them could only give up the idea of having something to gain or not, and returned to the other courtyard together.

It's just that after closing the courtyard door, Xiahou Yuan and Zhang He glanced at each other again, and said at the same time:

"Lu Su was captured!"

"Lu Su has actually surrendered!"

With a word difference, Xiahou Yuan wrinkled his brows and then smiled:

"Don't worry, when I write a letter to my eldest brother, I will also report peace to your family."

Zhang He said with joy on his face:

"Then thank General Xiahou first."

On the road, the two seemed to have a thousand words in their stomachs to discuss, but at the moment they were not interested in talking.

After greeting again, Xiahou Yuan watched Zhang He go back to the room and sleep.

He also went back to the house, but he lit an oil lamp, laid out the letter, and planned to repair a book to the eldest brother according to what Liu Bei said.

It's just that when the pen is dipped in ink, Xiahou Yuan somehow remembered Liu Bei's acidity and alkali during the banquet, and the sweetness of the pasta in his mouth also remembered.

"This Zhuge Liang knows the battle array, knows the political affairs, and is just a matter of engineering, but he can still be familiar with cooking?"

Xiahou Yuan muttered incomprehensible.

And the stubble that Xiahou Yuan remembered reached Kong Ming's ears the next day.

Listening to Jian Yong's description, Pang Tong was directly overjoyed:

"Is this really taught by Kong Ming?"

Kong Ming shook his head and was a little helpless:

"Previously, because of the alkali production of plant ash, there was a trial that everything has an acid and alkali principle."

"The use of alkaline water to remove facial acid is also a push, and it is all said casually because the lord is interested."

"I didn't expect ......"

Thinking of Xiahou Yuan's blank inquiry, Kong Ming felt that he could understand his mood very well, after all, even Kong Ming himself sounded at a loss.

Otherwise...... It's better to talk to the lord in detail about this acid-base principle when you have time.

After making a decision in his heart, Kong Ming gently tapped the hard stone-like thing in front of him with an iron rod, and said curiously:

"Is this the soap?"

The relationship between Bai Kongming's alkaline water to make sweet noodles, and the reason why the alkali from plant ash itself is simple, the alkali making workshop in Chang'an was built very early.

The first thing Pang Tong did after seeing the light curtain was to go straight to the alkali workshop, wanting to make this simple-sounding soap first.

But at this moment, looking at the white stone-like thing in front of him, Pang Tong was also a little unsure:

"It should ...... Right? ”

(End of chapter)