Luo Tou had just washed his hands and face and was getting ready to go to bed when two soldiers from the Biao Camp Yong came to tell him to help him cook for Master Lu. Luo Tou did not dare to neglect at all, picked up his tobacco bag and left. Luo Tou followed the soldiers.
Entering the barracks, he walked into a corner room, which looked like a warehouse where horse supplies were piled. Inside, there was a spoon boy sitting alone, smoking quietly. He asked strangely: "Didn't you tell me to come here to help you?"
"Can you help me?" Shaowa said, "You smoke a cigarette first and breathe slowly." As soon as the stove sat down to put on the cigarette and light the fire, Shaowa asked reservedly: "Do you still want me to do the three scolding and beating exercises for you?"
That's not the case." Luo Tou pulled out the pipe from his mouth, slid down from the chair and fell to his knees, begging for forgiveness again and again. Shao Wa smiled coldly: "Your knees are very soft, you can bend them as fast as you want.
"It's on the ground." Luo Tou said: "Good Master Lu, I call you Mr. Sui and you are brewing me now, but I don't even say a word." Shaowa said: "I scold you because it stinks in my mouth, so I'll hit you again."
Afraid of getting my hands dirty, if I use your Henanese language instead of talking about fuck, fucking your dick will make me look bad." Luo Tou broke out in sweat: "I'm not a human, I'm a pig, a dog, a bastard, a beast..."
Shaowa said: "Just as you scolded me before, you will scold yourself now; I will hit you the same way you hit me before. Stand up and start -" Luotou stood up, slapped the left side with his left hand, and slapped the left side with his right hand.
He slapped himself on the right side, tore off his own ear, screwed up his face, and cursed himself continuously: "My mother, tits, sister, fuck..." Shaowa smoked a cigarette and sat back in the chair to admire this monster and scolded himself.
, while saying: "Swear as hard as you can, hit as hard as you can, don't stop..." until the burner couldn't move his arms and cursed, and collapsed on the brick floor like a dead pig. Shaowa said: "Okay, just rest."
Get up in a while and then do it again." After the burner regained his breath and regained his strength, he got up and performed again. He continued to perform repeatedly until the middle of the night. He was beaten and tortured until his face was bruised, green and purple, and his ears were bleeding. He collapsed on the brick floor and could not crawl again.
He couldn't get up. Shaowa said: "Forget it, that's it. Now it's time to do the third thing. Take off your clothes and wipe your pants, hurry up."
Shaowa walked to the door, opened it, and clapped her hands three times on the front steps. After a while, five people walked in. They were all beggars that Shaowa had found in the city on the street.
He was a strong young man. He had taken off all his clothes and was huddled in the corner of the wall. Shaowa said: "Brothers, you know what you are doing here." The five of them looked at each other and shook their heads in confusion. Shaowa said, "I am just like the brothers.
They also come to the city to beg for food and drink. The man at the corner of the wall will chop his head with a spoon when he sees the beggar. Brothers, let's vent your anger today." The five people yelled and rolled up their sleeves and stretched out their arms. The boy said: "This man
He's a slut, you bitch. You fuck his slut. I'll give you a piece of gold every time you fuck him, and I'll cash it in immediately if you finish it on the spot." After that, he piled a pile of white silver dollars on the table. There were five people.
He stared at the silver dollar with wide eyes, his brows were filled with excitement, and they actually started to argue over getting the first silver dollar. Shaowa ranked the five people in order from high to low, and said: "Brothers, don't fight.
Don't rob, you won't be able to earn all the silver dollars, and I'm afraid you won't be able to earn them all. Start fucking, and when you're done, go get the money yourself." After that, he retreated to the back suite... After a long time, Shaowa walked out of the suite.
, the pile of silver dollars on the table hadn't even been half gone, and the stove was already lying on the ground motionless like a dead pig, with a pile of smelly blood under his crotch. Shaowa said: "Brothers, divide the remaining silver dollars.
Okay, just carry this man out and throw him to the base of the city wall to finish the job."
Lu Ma Shao then returned to his original position. He hired a double carriage, which was loaded with bags of flour, vegetables, beef and mutton, woks, ladles, etc. He asked his eldest and second brothers to help him cook in the open yard.
He set up a pot and installed a bellows, cooked the beef and mutton in the evening, and the next day he went to the village to invite the uncles, aunts, and sisters-in-law who had given him meals in the past to have a bowl of mutton or beef steamed buns. In Bailu Village
After the benefactors had eaten, they were invited to nearby villages, and then all the benefactors in the whole plain came to enjoy it. For more than half a month, Ma Shao stood by the stove pot from morning to night, spooning it with his own hands.
Bowl after bowl of cooked steamed buns were delivered to the benefactor, and they squatted in the yard to eat. Ma Shao had no time to talk to people. Many people shed tears looking at the tired young man who was so tired that Pi Song was jealous. This beggar boy
He is a gentleman with deep love and righteousness. A man who has never given charity also came in to grab a bowl of steamed buns to eat. He stirred up a nest of wheat straw with chopsticks, quietly put down the bowl and ran away. It turned out that this man not only did not give the horse a spoon.
The steamed bun, in turn, ordered the dog to chew up Ma Shao's leg... Ma Shao repaid everyone who had been kind to him, and also took revenge on those who had hurt him, so the makeshift stove was put out.
Then, Ma Shao began to buy land and build houses, and suddenly became the richest man in Bailu Village. His two brothers no longer went out to work long-term jobs, but instead hired long-term workers. Ma Shao still went to the city to continue playing with spoons.
Then the silver coins were continuously sent back to the original place, and handed over to the two brothers to expand the cultivated land, add livestock, and build houses... At that time, Bai Jiaxuan's ancestors were still stuffing a copper dollar into the wooden box that had only an entrance but no exit.
Or two hemp coins. The story of Ma Shao's fortune strongly stimulated the original people, and then there was a craze for going to the city to learn cooking. When the children of poor Han families grew up to fourteen or five years old, they no longer went out to cook for others as in the past.
Instead of working long-term and part-time jobs, they were sent to the city to learn cooking skills with a small amount of money on their backs. The success of Lu Ma Shao became a powerful motivation for them to endure hardships and strive to get ahead. People respectfully call Lu Ma Shao who pioneered this new path in life.
Ma Shao was called the Master of Shao Shao, and those who joined the industry later were called Shao Shao Ke. From then on, and continuing to this day more than a hundred years later, cooking technology still occupies the main position among the sixty-four livelihood skills.
, Bailuyuan is famous both inside and outside the province for its spoon-making customers.
Lu Ma Shao has undoubtedly become a person who has had a huge influence on the Lu family. He not only revived the family business that was on the verge of collapse, but more importantly, he had his own thoughts and theories, which deeply influenced
Generation after generation of descendants of the Lu family show a family tradition and temperament that is completely different from that of the Bai family. Lu Mashao used the salary and silver rewards he earned from swiping spoons to buy land and build houses in Bailu Village, only controlling a small amount of money.
The number of land, houses, and livestock can be enough to count the first family in the village, and then turn your attention to your children's education. Ma Shao relies on a spoon to go to various occasions in the government and upper class society, and the famous people in the whole family are familiar with it.
It is unique in the history of the country. The grandeur, luxury and majestic behavior of the big man are deeply engraved in his heart. While he feels lucky, he is also accompanied by low self-esteem. The life experience that is constantly repeated and the deeper the impression becomes.
Finally, I came to the conclusion that the true glory of the family is to provide for their children to go to school, pass the imperial examination and enter the upper class society, and sit on a chair and occupy a seat.
The servants who cooked a plate of exquisite dishes for the rich and powerful could only dance in front of the stove and could never enter the banquet they created. Ma Shao began to realize this goal after marrying a wife and having children. For this reason, he gave birth to a child
He rushed to have one child and let a woman give birth to his offspring. Women are indeed like hens who love to lay eggs. They gave birth to fifteen babies in total until they were so red that their waist could no longer get menstrual blood. He was destined to have many children and fifteen babies.
There were eleven girls and four children, and in the end there were only five girls and two boys. On the first day of the child's enlightenment, he said to the child: "Study hard. If you are a middle school scholar, your father will play with straw cannons, and if you are a middle school student, you will play with blunderbuss."
Big drama." The two sons may have mediocre intelligence or bad luck. Only the second son passed the scholar examination, and then failed to pass the exam again and again. When Ma Shao died, he left his last wish to his descendants: "Remember, grandson, great grandson
Whoever is elected as a scholar or a Jinshi will go to my grave and fire cannons, and I will know that someone is born in the Lu family." This goal has been passed down from generation to generation, and there is not even a chance to fire cannons on Lao Mashao's grave.
Furthermore, Lu Zilin attached great importance to his two sons, Zhaopeng Zhaohai, and thought that he would fulfill his ancestor's last wish, but he gave up halfway.
Lu Ma Shao's difficult and tortuous life experience is the second major theoretical thought left to the Lu family. He succinctly instilled this thought in his two sons who had just become sensible: No matter you become a dragon or an adult in the future, whether you are an official
Or for the people, whether you are doing crops, doing business or even learning skills, as long as you live under others, you will inevitably be controlled and bullied by others. You must endure it, even if it is humiliation; however, if you just endure it and do not
If you endure the thought of revenge forever, then you are destined to be a worthless, soft-hearted loser; you endure it in your heart, but you must remember in your heart that one day you must stand on his head and let him taste the taste of humiliation...
…That’s what Gou Jian, the King of Yue, was like. “My dear, you are the original Gou Jian.” Lu Ma Shao summed up himself in one sentence, personalizing Gou Jian, the King of Yue, who had been passed down through the ages and endured hardships to restore his country. In order to deepen the
He adapted and adapted his bitter experiences to the children, and told them in detail how he walked into the provincial capital wearing single trousers and carrying a begging horse spoon in the winter, and the village where he was bitten by a dog.
, the story of spending the night on a temple platform in any village was told in detail; the story of being hit on the head with the edge of a spoon by the hot stove in a restaurant, being slapped, having ears torn and twisting the face was also told in detail, except that the stove was taken away
He made major revisions to his "back door" scandal, saying that the old beast peed on his face, and that he was Gou Jian who was a desperate man at that time. He also made major changes to the plot of his subsequent revenge against the old beast, saying that it was
Hundreds of soldiers in the imperial city peed on the old beast's face one after another until he drowned half to death... At that time, he was Gou Jian, the king of Lingchi who restored the country. This personalized Gou Jian spirit has been passed down from generation to generation.
It was passed down and became the spiritual wealth of the Lu family to establish their family in Bailuyuan.