Yang Chen and Liu Fei walked straight towards the stall under the unbelievable eyes of the stall owner, the things they bought here were good, and it was the jar soup that Yang Chen had always liked. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once on the earth, Yang Chen's income is not high, and he still needs to save money to prepare for the house and marriage.

Only when drinking can soup, Yang Chen will show a rare atmosphere, a bowl of pot soup, usually five yuan, and then eat some strong buns or something, add a piece, basically almost ten yuan.

Even so, Yang Chen would drink a bowl of soup every week, and this soup was a rare delicacy for him.

In those years, those green years, Yang Chen went to almost every jar soup shop in his county.

Unconsciously, after drinking it for many years, he had an indescribable affection for the jar soup.

Now, even though he has cultivated to a high level and can be convincing and can live without eating the fireworks of the world, when he saw the head of this fragrant jar, he still walked in involuntarily.

"Boss, come to a bowl of soup, I want a big bowl!"

When I got to the stall, I found a table and sat down.

Many places on the table and bench are greasy and do not look very clean.

Liu Fei hurriedly said, "Master, this place is not very clean, why don't we go to another place to eat?"

In Liu Fei's opinion, his master is a sage in the world and has a noble status, how can he come to such a dirty place to eat, and if there is anything wrong with eating, wouldn't it be too bad.

Even if there is nothing wrong with eating, this place should not be from someone like Master.

Confucianism and Taoism are of great rank, and there is naturally a distinction between high and low.

In Liu Fei's opinion, this is a place where low-class people come to eat, and it is very dirty and messy.

Yang Chen's divine soul thoughts, how powerful they were, in an instant, he had already understood Liu Fei's central thoughts, and frowned slightly.

And the boss of this stall, a middle-aged man with a simple face, also walked up with a little panicked expression, and saluted Yang Chen continuously, the words in his mouth were a little intermittent, nervously incoherent.

"This Xianggong, this place is too simple, it is indeed not a place for Xianggong to eat, Xianggong is a scholar, and he will be named on the gold list in the future, and he will be a master, and he will eat at my place, which is really unbearable for the little ones. ”

Yang Chen looked at Liu Fei and the shopkeeper, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

In this era, the concept of hierarchy is very serious, and it is also placed on the bright side, unlike later generations, at least on the bright side of the law, which shows that all the people in the world are equal.

"Boss, you're joking, I'm not a noble person, earlier, I also ate the last meal and didn't eat the next meal, and I didn't eat anything. ”

"You don't have to worry about him, even if the jar of soup is served, I can still lose your money, open the door to do business, how can there be a reason to push the guests out. ”

As he spoke, he took out some broken silver from his body and placed it on the table.

"Bring me some of the good food you have in this stall. ”

The shopkeeper was still a little hesitant, and felt in his heart that it was probably the young master of the rich and noble family, who had never gone out or eaten on the side of the road.

When I came to myself, I guess I just wanted to be fresh, and when this freshness passed, I naturally wouldn't come again.

Yang Chen's attitude was resolute.

The store didn't dare to disobey, so he immediately made a jar of soup himself, and made a few dishes and sent them over.

Yang Chen's mind was calm, and there was nothing uncomfortable, only Liu Fei felt awkward, looking at the food in front of him, but he couldn't swallow it.

"Do you think the food here is dirty, or do you think the food here is not worthy of your dignity as a scholar?"

Yang Chen drank the jar soup with relish, and with a smile, he looked at Liu Fei, an apprentice sitting opposite him, and asked softly.

When Liu Fei heard this, she suddenly felt that there was a cold sweat on her body.

"Master, is there something wrong with what the apprentice said?"

Yang Chen glanced at him lightly, his expression was slightly serious, and said, "If the sky presses me, splits the day, if the earth detains me and crushes the ground, I am born free, who dares to be high?"

"Disciple, between heaven and earth, all things and all spirits are equal, no one can be high, if you hold the idea that you are always superior to others to practice, in this life, it is rare to find a great way. ”

"I know that you have been preached by Confucianism and psychic, and you have the Confucianism and Taoism in your bones that set of concepts of high and low, but such a concept kills people, and it is unacceptable. ”

"I hope that in the future, you can pretend to be a different identity and have a good understanding of different lives, only in this way can your Confucianism and Taoism be able to advance by leaps and bounds. ”

"Otherwise, in this life, at most, you will achieve great Confucianism, and no matter how much you go further, it will be impossible. ”

was told by Yang Chen, although Liu Fei still had many doubts in her heart, she also knew that she had angered her master, so she didn't dare to say much at the moment, so she picked up a bowl of soup and drank it with her mouth open.

After drinking this sip, Liu Fei suddenly felt a mouthful of turbidity, which spread from his mouth to his body, as if what he was eating was not food, but a kind of garbage.

He had never eaten anything so unpalatable since he had been psychic, at least for him, the jar of soup was almost a poison that could not be eaten.

Enduring the discomfort, Liu Fei slowly chewed the taste.

After a thousand tribulations, you will not give up if you refined!

Only through the various tastes of life and the understanding of the heat and coldness of the world can we become a person, become a person, and be able to practice Confucianism and Taoism to the extreme.

Liu Fei was born after hearing books in Qingzhu, although he had a human form, he did not have much human taste, because he had not experienced human life.

No matter how Liu Fei eats and drinks.

Anyway, Yang Chen himself drank with relish, half-squinted his eyes, and enjoyed it very much.

While he was eating, suddenly a group of people came in front of the stall, and this group of people was not a ruffian or the like, but a group of scholars.

The status of the scholars in the Great Zhou is very noble, and they saw this group of scholars walking to the stall, arrogant, looking in all directions, and said, "Yan Lao Liu, how many times have I told you, this time, our Great Zhou is going to hold a poetry meeting of the nations, and the pride of heaven from many countries will come to us to participate in the grand event." ”

"If you set up a stall in this place, it will affect the image of our country, you quickly withdraw, pay a fine of one hundred taels of silver, and don't set up a stall in Yujing City in the future, this matter will be forgotten, otherwise, I will send a letter to the government, and you can't afford to bear it." ”