Chapter 19: Gentleman's Food and Slave's Food

It is necessary to blend in slowly, just like a drop of water falling into a river, lake or sea, like a starling blending into a flock of starlings, or a white sheep blending into a flock of white sheep.

The highest level of blending in is to moisten things silently.

Today, Fang Zheng, Liu Xiong, He Yuanshan and Zhang An, the head of the guard, have subconsciously considered him to be a Tang person, which is already a great victory.

Being a clerk from the eighth rank of Daguanling, this starting point is already very, very high, and it is beyond Yun Chu's expectations.

This is similar to the path he took a long time ago. Under the recommendation of his chemistry teacher Liu Tiancheng, he also successfully worked as a clerk under an eighth rank section chief.

Considering the ratio of the number of officials in the Tang Dynasty to the number of officials in that era, the clerk position he currently obtained is much higher than the clerk position at that time.

Zhang An left after arranging a place for Yun Chu to live. Although Yun Chu asked for a meal, Zhang An still refused.

As far as the current situation is concerned, people are still wary of him.

After seeing the residence, Yun Chu was somewhat puzzled. The mulberry trees here were incredibly huge!

Whether it was the trunks that two people could not hug together or the scars of scrofula on the trunks, it proved that these mulberry trees had experienced a long time.

Qiuci Town has always been a battleground for military strategists in the Western Regions. These mulberry trees are so close to the city that they can be used to make some engineering tools. However, those people foolishly gave up. There must be some reasons that Yun Chu didn't know.

Fang Zheng assigned Yun Chu a small dark thatched house with a small window, only one foot square, a high threshold, and a low lintel. You need to bow your head to enter and exit.

The earthen wall was covered with golden wheat husks and a lot of wheat straw. Perhaps after a long period of wind and rain erosion, these wheat husks and wheat straw were turned golden by wind and rain, just like golden sand gold and gold silk inlaid on the earthen wall.

The windows are small to keep warm, the threshold is high to block sand, and the lintel is low probably for defense.

The two-meter height of the room makes people feel uninspired. In short, Yun Chu doesn't like such a house at all.

So, he went to Menzi, who lived not far away, to borrow some tools to open the doors and windows a little wider.

Menzi was a lame old soldier who looked very old. He should not be old. You can't say that he is old and dying just because he has white hair.

It is common for people at the age of 30 to have white hair. It is not uncommon for people to be grandfathers. It is not like the era when he lived before, when people at the age of 30 still called themselves babies.

The old soldier didn't seem to have a glorious past. His eyes were covered with eye mucus, and his back was hunched. There was no heroic spirit at all.

Yun Chu asked him to borrow an axe, so he lent Yun Chu a Xuanhua Kaishan Giant Axe.

The axe handle was two meters long, and a one-foot-long spike suddenly appeared at the axe head, which was rusty.

This makes this giant axe not only capable of chopping, but also capable of stabbing.

The entire axe weighs more than 20 kilograms, and the center of gravity is too far forward, making it very inconvenient to use.

I don't know which idiot would create such a piece of junk and bring it to the battlefield.

"This is my family heirloom!" The old soldier muttered and spread his hands.

"Give me five hundred copper coins, and this thing will belong to you."

Yun Chu looked at the patterns on the axe and felt that five hundred coins were not expensive. This kind of thing should be used by the honor guard.

"I don't have money..."

Menzi rubbed his eyes and looked at Yun Chu and said, "I owe it first." After saying that, he continued to sleep against the mulberry tree.

Yun Chu raised the axe and started working.

After a while, he opened a large window for himself, and the lintel was also cut off. He still had time to weave a window for himself with soft mulberry strips, and extended the gate with mulberry strips. In this way, he had a door.

After finishing these things, Yun Chu looked at the eight-square-meter room with satisfaction and felt that it was very warm. Although there was only one bed, one table, and one futon, it was enough for him at present.

In the government office of the Tang people, there were only two meals a day, one at ten o'clock in the morning was called breakfast, and the other at four o'clock in the afternoon was called evening meal.

Yun Chu missed breakfast today, and when the doorman called him to start dinner, he was already very hungry.

Fang Zheng, Liu Xiong, He Yuanshan, Zhang An, Xue Heyi, Li Chengyi, Chen Bo'an, and Yun Chu were the main group of people eating in the government office. As for the doorman, the mute groom, and the consumptive night watchman, they could only wait until the first eight people finished eating. If there was any leftover, they would eat, otherwise they would not eat.

The first eight people could receive money and food from the government office, and the last three could only be said to be idle people who relied on the government office for food.

Yun Chu felt that he had taken advantage of the situation. After all, a person who didn't even know his household registration had a higher status than others as soon as he entered the door, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

Fang Zheng saw Yun Chu's awkward thoughts, so he held down Yun Chu who was sitting restlessly and said, "You are a scholar!"

Yun Chu sat down immediately and no longer felt restless.

As a scholar, one should have the consciousness of a scholar.

The theme of the evening meal was soup cakes, which were not actually cakes, but noodles. Because the person who cooked was the doorman with eyes covered with eye mucus, Yun Chu lost most of his appetite.

In addition, the soup of the soup cakes was mutton soup, which was full of blood foam, which successfully murdered the other half of Yun Chu's appetite.

There are a lot of noodles in this pot of rice, and there are enough pieces of mutton, but the smell is so unpleasant that it is difficult to swallow.

Fangzheng's group of people ate loudly, as if the food in the pot was a rare delicacy. Only Yunchu looked at the rice bowl in front of him and sighed.

"My craftsmanship is pretty good, come and try it!" Fang Zheng thought Yun Chu was being polite, so he enthusiastically pushed the rice bowl towards Yun Chu. At this moment, the fishy smell in the rice bowl went straight to his nose, making his cheeks turn pale and he almost Vomit it out.

"Can't you get used to it?" He Yuanshan picked up a large piece of mutton with chopsticks, looked at the mutton, and then looked at Yun Chu, who had a pale complexion.

Yunchu cupped his hands and said, "The food is good."

"If it's good, eat it!" Liu Xiong looked down upon Yun Chu, a scholar who loved to cheat.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yunchu shut down his sense of smell, taste, and vision, and started eating.

This ability has been trained by Yunchu since he was a baby. He has practiced it to a great extent when he was five years old. He can eat food regardless of its shape and taste. He did not continue until he was eight years old and could make food for himself. I used it, but I didn’t expect that I would have to revisit this skill again today.

So Yun Chu ate three large bowls in a row, unwilling to give up even though his belly was bulging. The purpose of this was to allow him to vomit for a while after his sense of smell and taste recovered, even if he vomited.

When he was about to eat the fourth bowl, Fang Zheng held down his rice bowl and said, "Stop torturing yourself. If you can cook, just get the food and cook it yourself.

It seems that you really lived a life of good food and clothing before. I really don’t know how you survived the three years in the Cypriot tribe. "

Yun Chu beat his chest and said with a smile, "I'm very hungry. There's nothing I can't eat."

"Like the pot of soup cakes in front of me?"

Yun Chu looked back at the door that was always watching the soup pot, the groom and the watchman nodded and said, "That's true."

He Yuanshan sneered and said: "There is no dragon liver and phoenix marrow for you to eat here."

Yun Chu cupped his hands towards He Yuanshan and said: "What Hu Zheng said is very true. The essence of the mountains and the earth is turned into a pot of soup. If you can't eat it, you can grow wings and climb to the fairyland. Although grains and grains are ordinary, they are the food of a gentleman. Then there are small words and great righteousness." The sky resounded throughout the sky.

As for today's pot of soup cakes, the ingredients are actually not bad at all. Whether it is wheat noodles or mutton, they are all foods that Yun Mou dreamed of in the past. It's just a pity that such good ingredients should be disgraced in the hands of slaves. "

He Yuanshan snorted and said: "What is the difference between a gentleman's food and a slave's food? There are restaurants prepared by the Sui people four hundred steps away from the military camp. In terms of taste, it is not as good as the food served by Hou Sanzheng."

Yun Chu was not angry and continued to cup his hands towards He Yuanshan and said, "It's wheat noodles and mutton, too. Yun will ask Hu Zheng tomorrow to taste what is a gentleman's food and what is a slave's food."

He Yuanshan said coldly: "You are not from the Tang Dynasty. You are not a gentleman, you are a slave!"

Yun Chu laughed and said: "Whether I am a Tang Dynasty or not, Hu Zheng knows it well. As for the food of gentlemen and the food of slaves, we will know tomorrow. If you want to have a feast for your five internal organs temple tomorrow, please prepare the ingredients for the tripod early." Send it.”

After finishing speaking, Yun Chu stood up, took his empty bowl and left the dining hall. When passing by Hou San, the disciple, he took out a small handful of gold sand from his arms and put it on his hand and said, "What did you just offend?" , please don’t mind, I just made a mistake when I was angry, and the words of slaves are just metaphors, and they don’t refer to you. This little gold dust should be used as an apology.”

Holding Jinsha in his hand, Hou San looked surprised and said quickly: "I am a domestic slave abandoned by others. It is not wrong at all to say that I am a slave."

Yun Chu nodded with a smile and walked away, looking quite like a gentleman.

Daguan ordered Fangzheng to drop the pottery bowl in his hand and said to He Yuanshan with a smile: "I heard that capable people have some tempers. Do you still doubt that he is not from the Tang Dynasty?"

He Yuanshan shook his head and said: "He must be a descendant of the Tang Dynasty, but now I can't tell whether he is a criminal or not!

After returning in the morning, I looked through the sea arrest documents from the customs and found none that matched his age and appearance. "

Liu Xiong said with a smile: "I don't doubt that he is a sinner, or his son. As long as he is a sinner, the Western Region is so big, they will not deliberately deal with us."

He licked his lips as he spoke, and asked Fang Zheng expectantly: "Guan Ling, you also come from a wealthy family. Is the gentleman's food Yun Chu said delicious or not?"

Liu Xiong's words immediately made Daguan Ling Fangzheng's eyes moisten, and he whispered: "At home, my grandma loves me the most. In the early morning, there must be a bowl of cheese with soaked dried fruits sprinkled on it. With honey..."