"How could it be a rooster?" the little woman flashed her big eyes and pointed to the chicken's head and said, "The rooster must have a crown. How could this rooster be a rooster? Look at its tail, it has no brocade hair."

"My mother, this is a cockfighting." The little fat man rubbed his hands and said, "It depends on his appearance, but he is still a general who will win."

"Fighting cock?" The little woman looked at it again, and couldn't help but smile and said, "This chicken... was raised by your father, how can I know?"

"You fight with cocks and horses, and it seems that my father is also a playboy!" Before he finished speaking, his ears were pulled up. The little woman's cheeks were blushing and she cursed: "Your father is knowledgeable and talented, and he is filial and honest at the age of 20. He doesn't know who is a place, and no one knows. How can you, an unfilial son, make a sharp-tongued arrangement."

"Asking a filial and honest person..." The little fat man's eyes suddenly burst into unspeakable light.

"Fighting cocks and dancing cranes, cooking wine and mixing pianos, this is the taste of the scholars and officials, do you know?" My mother said these few words very proudly.

"The boy knows..." The ears were not painful at all, and the fat man still begged with a bitter face.

"It turned out to be a useless cockfighting." The little woman's eyes were curved and she licked the corners of her mouth from time to time. It seemed...

The little fat man rolled his eyes immediately, "Mother, you don't want to cook it, do you?"

"Well, since I don't lay eggs anyway, I might as well cook them..."

Seeing that his mother was eager to try, the fat man advised: "The cockfighting is violent and only eats meat. He also uses poisonous insects to accumulate it. The poison has long been to the bone, and he will die if he eats it."

"How do you know?" Looking at the expression, the little woman seemed to believe it.

"Mother, look at its hair all over its body, its neck is bright red like blood, its eyes are fierce, and its claws are full of five toes. It is clearly toxic and deep..."

"It seems reasonable." The little woman nodded, and suddenly grabbed her ear fiercely and said, "How do you know? Could it be that the miscellaneous books you hid for your mother were flipped over?"

"Hey, are there any Dou Jing?" The little fat man's eyes lit up.

"This..." The little woman turned her beautiful eyes and said to him: "You finish reading the scriptures well. This is the volume that Master wants to ask..."

Who is the Master? Forget it, I won’t ask.

The little fat man was planning to rummage through the boxes and get the miscellaneous books he had mentioned. Speaking of which, the only thing he could count on at the moment was the cockfighting in front of him.

Filial piety and integrity are fame and fortune. If you have fame and fortune, you can actually be given official positions.

My mother said that my father was filial and honest in the age of 20. Obviously, this strange recommendation system only existed in the Han Dynasty. The skirts worn by my mother were also Hanfu, and the low family members at home also exuded the style of Han. Obviously, the era he was in was a great Han.

Like Cuju, cockfighting is also a sports event that has been passed down through the ages and is popular.

Especially in the Han Dynasty, it was very popular. From royal relatives to Dousheng people, they were crazy about it. In the trellis, there were cockfighting in the trellis in the trellis.

Although the gambling was not formed at this time, it had already become quite large. The mortgaged pledge, including money, grain, gold and silver, or jewelry, were all inclusive.

I was so angry that there were many people who were there.

The ancients valued promises rather than death. They often heard that a thousand golds were worse than a promise, but it was also suitable to use it in a cockfighting battle at this time.

My mother cannot hold her hands, she cannot resist her shoulders, she cannot work hard, and she cannot distinguish between grains. Instead of sitting and eating the whole country, it is better to think of a solution in person.

Make paper, burn bricks and make gunpowder, just forget about it. It’s just a matter of making a living, there’s no need to be so complicated. Besides, he won’t.

The so-called "useful things" and "use the things around you to use them for their application, which is both worry-free and labor-saving.

Although the home is big, there are not many places to use. The fat man tilted his head and thought about it. There were only a few places where his mother hid things.

Sure enough, after rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, I finally found a few volumes of books wrapped in Huang Juan.

It seems like Huang Juan...

The vivid simple strokes also make the little fat man's throat smoke. It must be the object that was placed under the box when his mother was dowrying.

After stuffing a book of "Fighting Sutra" into his arms, the fat man swept it hard again, then wrapped it in Huang Juan and put it back to its original place.

The little note in my hand is my father's experience of feeding cockfighting.

It's simple and clear, the little fat man gets started very quickly.

The previous screening can be skipped, and the cockfighting has become an adult. This chicken is regarded as a hen that lays eggs and is kept for a long time and needs to be treated urgently.

"Half of katy (grasshopper) locusts, supplemented with centipede and wheat bran, mixed well, and fed them separately. When feeding, use grass paths to stir up their hearts and make them angry to compete for food. When fighting, they need to stop feeding for half a day, blindfold their eyes, and only use clear water drip irrigation..."

The little fat man nodded while looking, "Grasshoppers and locusts are easy to deal with, and there are scorpions and centipedes everywhere..."

"Forget it, go and catch some grasshoppers and locusts first." After thinking about it, let's start from the simplest place. There is no need to go out. The huge courtyard is full of weeds, and many places are lush and lush. There are no need to go too deep. These obsessive insects don't know how to dodge. They are just strung one by one by one by one by the fat man with dog tail grass.

I don’t have wheat bran at home, so I just feed it in a bunch of ways.

The cockfighting was also so greedy that it was greedy. The beak was accurate, and the green juice splattered everywhere was very bloody.

Of course, this is from the perspective of the bug.

The cockfighting beak is sharp and sharp, and the thick chicken feet are even thicker than the little fat man's fingers. God knows how his father was cultivated.

I don’t know how this chicken fights, so the fat guy decided to go to the village tomorrow to ask.

Speaking of which, my mother doesn’t seem to have any idea about money. The heavy golden hairpin seems to have changed into a sugar cake?

No, right? The fat man, who only ate half a bowl of mulberries for dinner, was already in tears.

I fell asleep in a drowsy manner and only got up when the sun was noon.

Looking at the steaming porridge in front of him, the fat man finally felt relieved. Even if he was hungry, he had to straighten his waist. The mother and son knelt down from the desk and drank the porridge bite by bit.

The uncarved elegance of my mother made the fat man very impressed. She must be from a wealthy family. Therefore, the shortcomings of those who are not in the world can be explained.

Of course, this feeling only exists during meals. After all, people cannot really avoid fireworks. After breakfast and cleanse their mouths with clean water, the fat man will worry about life.

I never thought about why the ancients' residences were divided by pavilions and interiors:

Ten households are one mile, ten miles are one pavilion, and ten pavilions are one village.

Now he understood that compared to later generations that needed to support more than one billion people, the arable land needed by the Han Dynasty was only one-twentieth of that of later generations.

All the rest are undeveloped swamps, dense forests, and mountains.

Think about it, a winding official road, passing through mountains and ridges, passing through swamps, dense forests, wild fields, and mountains, connecting human civilization. Those places far away from the road are rarely visited and beasts are everywhere. Even if some "savages" appear, they cannot bear the responsibility of continuing civilization.

Therefore, road is the most important carrier of ancient civilization.
Chapter completed!