Zhang Yang got up early and found that Li Yue had woken up early and was talking to Aunt Wang next door.
After washing his face and refreshing himself, Zhang Yang looked at Li Yue and said, "What do you want to eat?"
Li Yue turned around and said, "Anything is fine."
Zhang Yang said: "How about fried pork liver with pickles?"
Li Yue would always squint her eyes when she smiled, "Okay."
Aunt Wang saw Li Yue's smile with relief in her eyes.
When she walked out of the door, Li Yue was still chatting with Aunt Wang.
Aunt Wang often brings things to her. Li Yue was quite disgusted by her kindness, but did not show it.
Especially the way Aunt Wang often looks at Li Yue is not like the look of ordinary neighbors at all, but more like her own elders looking at her children.
The genius has just dawned, and the streets of Dongshi are already very lively.
Zhang Yang tied the bamboos together with hemp rope.
And the quality of the paper also varies.
Cheng Chumo stood there, his clothes still dripping wet.
"Suppressing Guanxi? Such a resounding name, where did it come from?"
Zhang Yang worked hard on the bamboo. He first peeled the bamboo, then peeled it and pounded it into pieces.
The strong young man listened to this story with rapt attention, his expression sometimes entangled and sometimes relieved according to Lu Zhishen's experiences.
Zhang Yang shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Zhang Yang came closer to see the quality of the bamboo. It had been soaked in water for a long time. It should have been there for a while.
Zhang Yang put the bamboo down and said, "I saw these bamboos soaking in the pond, so I thought not to waste them."
On the way home, Zhang Yang passed by Qujiang Pond and unexpectedly saw some bamboo soaking in the water.
Rich people will plant a few bamboos in their homes just to watch and add to the atmosphere.
Zhang Yang went on to say: "My brother has been wandering around the world, cleaning up gangsters and eradicating evil, doing justice, and fighting against evil forces! He has a round face and big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth. He has a big beard on his cheeks. He is eight feet long and has a wide waist.
Shiwei, when he and his three brothers were drinking together, they heard a woman crying..."
It took me a while to get the bamboo out of the water.
The strong young man pulled Zhang Yang and asked.
The strong young man looked Zhang Yang up and down, moved a few steps to the side and said, "Then you are still a brother?"
Bought some more vegetables.
Zhang Yang squeezed through the crowd to find a pig butcher to buy a piece of pork liver.
Nodding vigorously, Cheng Chumo said: "For Lu Zhishen's sake, I will do you this favor."
The clothes were wet, but Cheng Chumo's heart was warm at this moment. He raised his head and looked into the distance, longing that he could live like Lu Zhishen for once.
"What does it have to do with a certain family?"
In the Tang Dynasty, paper was not easy to preserve. Under the premise that paper production was not high, most people still used bamboo slips to record things.
After tying the bamboos, Zhang Yang carried them on his shoulders and said, "I'll tell you about my other brother next time. He lives in Hongxing."
Looking along the shore, I saw a strong young man squatting on the shore with bruises on his face.
Zhang Yang asked: "After talking for so long, I still don't know your name."
Zhang Yang pointed to the bamboo soaking in the pond and said, "Brother Cheng, can you help me fish out the bamboo from the pond?"
The butcher wiped his sweat with his greasy hands and said, "Boy, do you still want pork liver?"
The output of paper is not high, which makes the price of paper very expensive.
Li Yue asked: "Did you catch the bamboo?"
Rich people despise pork.
Cheng Chumo glanced at it and said, "Don't you know how to fish it yourself?"
"Leaving now?"
How can ordinary people afford paper?
Zhang Yang took out a few pennies and looked at the piece of hind leg meat beside him and said, "I'll give you two cents more. Please give me the half a pound of hind leg meat as well."
"..."
Zhang Yang nodded, "The people in Chang'an are simple and honest, and everyone in the city likes to be helpful."
Zhang Yang dragged a lot of bamboo back home.
These bamboos turned into silk when soaked in water.
The fat butcher smiled, put half a catty of pork on it and handed it to Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang looked at Li Yue.
Li Yue wondered: "Is there such a thing?"
Li Yue smiled and said, "That person must be an idiot."
"He's a bully."
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped into the pool with a splash.
Zhang Yang sat down next to him and said, "You look very much like one of my brothers. His name is Lu Zhishen."
Zhang Yang paid the money and said, "Thank you."
Li Yue was mending clothes in her hands and looked at Zhang Yang and said, "If you go, I'll go and have a look too."
Most likely, he had never been in a fight before, so he came to the shore to sulk.
"My brother Lu Zhishen is very powerful. He can uproot a weeping willow tree and kill Zhen Guanxi with three punches."
Zhang Yang cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "I love to be clean."
While packing the bamboo, Zhang Yang said: "I saw a talented man on the road. I told him a story, and he helped me fish for bamboo."
Pork is only eaten by ordinary people.
This kind of heart-warming, heroic and righteous story is most suitable for passionate young people.
"Then your brother killed someone and reported him to the police?"
Cheng Chumo asked again: "What happened next?"
Aunt Wang, who had just returned, said: "During the Hungry Ghost Festival, river lanterns will be put out in Qujiang Pond. Then you and your wife will go out and see if you can."
Zhang Yang looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, I should go home."
Lu Zhishen is a character in the Water Margin written by Teacher Shi. He said that only if you know him do you know the ghost.
Papermaking existed as early as the Western Han Dynasty.
There is nothing like pork liver that anyone knows how to buy.
Zhang Yang patted the other party on the shoulder and said: "Brother!"
Nowadays, people in the Tang Dynasty also use paper, but there is very little paper.
The story of Lu Zhishen beating Zhen Guanxi to death with three punches is narrated.
"What happened next?"
Li Yue saw this scene and asked curiously: "Where did you get these bamboos?"
I rarely go out and walk around.
When it comes to Lu Zhishen rescuing Lin Chong and offending Gao Qiu, the story ends abruptly.
Even if the bamboo is chopped and thrown into the water, no one wants it.
The butcher also whispered: "I will leave it for you next time you come."
The other party looked back at Zhang Yang, "Do we know each other?"
There are still a lot of processes behind it, which is laborious and time-consuming.
On weekdays, Li Yue stays at home and doesn't go out much.
Hearing Li Yue say this, Aunt Wang's eyes were filled with joy. His Majesty and the Queen have always missed Li Yue.
Spreading the bamboo in the yard, Zhang Yang vaguely remembered how to make paper.
The strong young man said: "A certain family's surname is Cheng."
The butcher waved his hand and said, "You're welcome."
Aunt Wang looked at Zhang Yang expectantly. As long as Zhang Yang agreed, she could arrange a meeting with His Majesty the Princess during the Ghost Festival.
Zhang Yang struggled to pound the bamboo silk, but just smiled and did not answer.
After a while, Aunt Yang from next door also came back, carrying a basket in her hand.
Zhang Yang took a look and saw that Aunt Yang's basket contained some silk and satin.