The weather was getting hotter and hotter, Cui Xie looked at the clothes on the front and back of the three people, sweating even more, and his breathing became heavier. When water and food come, people must not rest, but horses must eat and drink.”
Cui Yuan hurriedly stopped him: "How can I let you buy something, let's go to hold inkstone!" He gave his son a wink and said, "Go straight east, and there is a place to sell food after two streets. Wine. Big Brother Zhao took a lot of hard work to send us back all the way, so I bought more wine and meat with the inkstone, and asked Big Brother Zhao to eat well and go back to Beijing.”
Holding the inkstone, he stood up: "Don't worry, Dad, I often buy food for eldest brother outside, and I can see at a glance what is delicious." He turned around and held Cui Xie, and said sincerely, "eldest brother, you have no money on you, and you have no money on your back. If you don’t go out often, you may not find your way, so just wait here. I’ll go to the neighbor’s house and ask for some water to wash your face.”
He was full of energy, and went out at a trot all the way.
The neighbors on the opposite door and next to them have been paying attention to them. When they saw a servant with a shawl and hair coming out, they all came out and pulled him and asked, "This little brother, where is your master? The family, did they rent a house in Jinshidi to study, or did they study in Mengmeng like Mr. Wang?"
Holding the inkstone with chest and stomach, he said, "What is renting a house? My master is the owner of this yard. I came back to my hometown with my eldest son."
An old woman asked, "But the Cui family master who is an official in Beijing? Didn't you hear that he became a fifth-rank official? Why did the eldest son return home alone?"
Ping Yan was reluctant to say that Cui Xie was kicked out of the house by his father, so he said lightly, "Young master is going back to his hometown to take the test of Tong Sheng. The noise in Beijing is not good for meditation, so he brought us back to live in advance."
Everyone sighed for a while, and a woman in her thirties suddenly asked sharply behind the crowd, "How old is your son? My eldest son was admitted to Tongsheng at the age of 18, and he will be able to become a scholar after one more test. How can the young master in Beijing be better at reading than the people in our county?"
The person next to him pouted and said, "Mother Zhang is just talking in front of us women. The son of Master Jinshi is not as good as your son who is a working man? All the people who live on this street are reading books. Seed, who is not a young talent who has been selected by Tongsheng Xiucai."
Holding the inkstone got a headache, and coughed lightly: "I'm sorry, my mother-in-law and aunt, my son has just moved here. The well water in the yard is not clean, can I borrow a few buckets of water from your family?"
Those people didn't care about the quarrel and said, "It doesn't matter if you fetch water, I'll ask your servant to come to our yard to pick it up later, as many as you want. If your family wants to clean the water well, there is a craftsman's market on the North Street. It only costs four cents a day to hire a plasterer, and if the house is to be repaired, there are also plasterers and mounters, and it’s cheaper to hire them together.”
Holding the inkstone did not dare to call the shots by himself, so he went back to the yard and asked his father.
Cui Yuan said: "It will take a few days to clean the well. When you go shopping for food and wine, you should check if there are any water tanks for sale. First, buy a large tank to store water and make do with these two days. Those craftsmen will also have to be hired, but the weather is dark. It's getting late, eat first, and I'll see you after dinner."
Holding the inkstone, he went out again, and soon someone carrying a large vat knocked on his door, along with a bucket and a scoop. Cui Yuan was laying the kang mat in the upper room, and he had no time to fetch water, so he gave them an extra penny, and asked the driver Zhao to take them to the neighbor's house to fetch water, and by the way, borrow some fresh grass and soybeans to feed the horses.
Cui Xie saw Zhao Chefu directly scooping up the raw water he picked up to drink, and he felt unsanitary, but he himself could not cook a wood stove, so he had to go to the upper room and ask Cui Yuan to boil the water.
Cui Yuan thought it was because he was thirsty, so he put down the quilt and went to boil water. The box containing the quilt was left open in the corner of the room, and he spread the quilt on it. The kang was still surrounded by wooden shelves, and it looked like an ordinary wooden bed. He climbed up and hung the gauze tent, and also dropped a sachet in the corner of the tent. After laying his own, he went to the other side of the room to have a look, and saw a bright clay kang under the south window, so he went to the hall to look through the boxes and cages of Cui Yuan and his son, and spread their bedding on it.
When Cui Yuan came back from brewing tea, he saw that his bed was spread neatly in the upper room, he was so frightened that he almost threw the tea cup, and said repeatedly, "No, no, young master, how can you put our bed in the upper room! If there is a servant living in the main room, I will remove the bed and hold the inkstone and let him sleep outside you, and pour tea and water for you at night... Cough, how can you do such a servant's work!"
He put down the plate and went to hold the kang quilt. Cui Xie didn't expect to change his mind, so he just used money to talk about things: "Didn't you say when you came, we only have more than thirty taels of silver left? Jingli still doesn't know whether to give monthly money in the future. I have to recuperate and study. How many taels can I set aside to repair the house? The house must be renovated. If you two live in other houses, you will have to spend more money on repairing the house. It is better to live here and save money and trouble. ."
Cui Yuan hurriedly said: "That's also..."
Cui Xie raised his hand and pointed out the window, interrupting him: "Uncle Zhao and the others are outside, let's do this first, so that no one can hear us arguing."
Cui Yuan suddenly closed his mouth and sighed sullenly.
After a while, he took the inkstone and brought a man back with two large food boxes and a small jar of wine: one for Cui Xie's white fish soup, old chicken soup, braised eel and fresh vegetables; one for Zhao The driver and Cui Yuan ordered fried quails, scallops, meat soaked in wine, crispy bones cooked in vinegar, and a large pot of fragrant rice. The wine was the liquor brewed by the store.
The man sent the box to the upper room, opened the box, took out the vegetables in the same way, and opened the mud seal of the jar for them, and said, "You guys are slow, just go back and send the bowl and jar back, let's go to the street. From the neighborhood, I hope the young master will take care of our business in the future."
After the guy left, Cui Yuan looked at the food and drink at the table that was worth at least five or six coins, and remembered Cui Xie's "wrong reason" just now, and couldn't help sighing a few more times.
Cui Xie pretended that he couldn't hear him, and asked Peng Yan to take the dishes to eat on the kang with him, and asked him to accompany Zhao Chefu to drink in the hall. Zhao chauffeur still had to catch the car, and he didn’t dare to drink too much wine. He only drank a few cups with his crispy bones, and then ate four or five bowls of rice happily.
Cui Yuan tidied up the tableware, poured the leftovers into his own plate, put it in the kitchen, and quietly said to his son, "You will persuade the eldest young master in the future. There are people who help the servants to work! Isn't it going to mess up the dignity?"
Peng Yan thought that when he met a monster on his way, he pushed himself away first, and he didn't put on the air of being a master when he got home, and he was actually very happy. But after listening to my father's words, I felt that this was not in line with everyone's behavior. After hesitating for a while, he said: "Xu Shi is only with the two of us these days, and doesn't care about etiquette. When he goes to the academy to study for a few days, If you learn the words of a saint, you will naturally be fine."
After talking, the father and son packed up the leftovers, scraped the dishes and put them back in the food box of the wine shop. They were ready to go out to buy daily necessities, and then returned the food box to the wine shop.
When Cui Yuanlin went out, he had to worry about the young master doing housework. He pushed the book box he brought from home to the bedside, and told him to read books when he was bored, and never work.
Cui Xie happily agreed: "I'll just lie in the room and do nothing. Don't worry? Uncle Yuan, don't worry, I know the seriousness."
After they settle down here, it is time to consider the question of finding a husband to study. A few days ago, I was busy doing espionage work at the inn, and I didn’t have time to read books. I had to take advantage of these few days to imitate the original characters, and I had to read all the basic courses for introductory classes. At least there is a PDF in my head, in case someone takes the test, they can read it.
Cui Yuan glanced at him uneasy and went out to set the car.
After a while, the door outside rang a few times. Cui Xie thought they were gone, so he stuck his head out of the window and glanced. He didn't want Cui Yuan to come in again through the second door. He stood at the courtyard door and shouted, "I invite The family members of Zhao Yuanwai next door help look after the door, and come back when it gets dark, the young master has a good rest, and don't read too late."
Cui Xie repeatedly promised that he would not go anywhere, and honestly retracted his head into the room. After a while, the door was slammed shut from the outside, and the small courtyard was completely quiet.
He looked for the book box Yuan Shen had used since he was a child, sat on the foot of the bed and slowly flipped through it. He really found a pile of writing paper copied by Yuan Shen. If you are angry, you cannot be right." He remembered that there was a sentence in "University", "Those who want to cultivate their bodies must first straighten their minds", so the eight achievements in this stack are "University".
He couldn't understand the content, so he looked at the font carefully. It is written in Yan style, which may be because the original body is still young, and the words are not yet written, but the font is plump and neatly arranged, which is not bad, and it is not difficult to imitate.
Beneath the pile of copied paper is a set of half-new "Four Books, Chapters and Sentences", a set of 80% new original texts of the Five Classics, and further down are the slightly old "Three", "Hundred", "Thousand", "Prodigy Poems" and "Time". "Ancient Pairs of Classes"... There is also a very old "Book of Filial Piety", which is densely marked with small characters on the edge.
It seems that the child's time is spent on filial piety. No wonder Master Liu despises the progress of his studies. But since the original body loves to read it, he has to print it in his mind. If someone wants to test him with this, he can also open a PDF to cheat.
Cui Xie pursed his lips, placed the rest of the books, opened the "Book of Filial Piety" and read it line by line.
The pages of the book he has read generate PDFs in his mind, and they grow down page by page, instead of generating a separate file for each page he looks at, as he thought before. His eyes and brain are like scanners: if he sees clearly and carefully, the documents in his mind will be printed clearly; if he glances at the scene, the words will be deep and shallow, and the parts he has not read carefully will be blurred. , missing words, or even the entire text is illegible. But as long as you read it carefully, the clear version of the text will cover the original blurred part.
After reading the whole book to the end, the document is automatically named "The Book of Filial Piety and Justice", turned into a PDF icon, and lay quietly on the hard disk.
The liquor recipe I wrote last time and the letter written by Cui Yuan to Xie Qianhu were listed in front of this book, but they did not have a serious name, but were named after the first few words of the document.
Are these document naming conventions the same as WORD? Can it be deleted? Don't come back and just read a word and generate a PDF, it will take up memory space for nothing, right
He was reluctant to delete such a long volume of filial piety, so he tried to order the soju recipe, and concentrated on dragging it to the outside of the hard drive. Sure enough, it shattered into powder in the air and disappeared! And the generation of these documents is also regular: if you continue to turn the pages, a continuous document will be generated; if you close your eyes after reading a page or a few lines of words, these words will also generate independent documents, automatically Save to hard disk.
This is not much worse than WIN10. He thought happily: although reading books will generate fragments and be a little messy, as long as they are cleared and deleted in time. In the future, I will slowly carve those boxes of books into the hard drive, and open them by name whenever they are needed. Maybe I can pretend to be an unforgettable genius.