Chen Yue spent five days in his life as a copying book and working as a part-time chef. The first book "The Book of Filial Piety" had been copied, and the second book was half copied. He stretched his waist just after copying "The Eighth Chapter of Filial Piety". Seeing the slender man on the side grinding ink, he teased and said:

"Xian'er, why do you look so impressed today? Could it be that you have some sweetheart? Come on, tell the young master, you will be a matchmaker for you."

Xian'er has been familiar with him these days and knows that this young master is not as bad as the legends outside. He gradually becomes closer to him, but it's a pouting that he doesn't have a good face. At this time, he saw him teasing himself and pouting and saying coquettishly:

"Young Master, you are bullying others again. I am thinking that tomorrow will be the Lantern Festival. The third master said that you will not be allowed to go out until you copy the book. Now the young master has only copied half of it, so what should I do?"

Chen Yue knew that Xian'er was only thirteen or fourteen years old. Although she was developing well, she was still a child's character after all. She probably was looking forward to watching the Lantern Festival, so she deliberately teased her:

"If you don't go out, don't go out. What's there to care about? You must know that scholars don't go out, so you know the affairs of the world. Is this young master so talented, even knowing the affairs of heaven when I go out? If you don't go, don't you go."

"Oh..." Xian'er was obviously not amused by this cold joke. She looked out the window with resentful eyes and responded aggrievedly.

"Uh..." Chen Yue hummed awkwardly, and was about to make a few words of comfort when he suddenly remembered a few footsteps in the yard, and then he heard the voice of Zhang Xiaoyi, a servant in the family, shouting outside:

"Fifth brother, fifth brother, Han Jiasanlang is asking for a meeting outside."

"Well, go and invite him over." Chen Yue replied.

The Han Sanlang is the third brother of Chen Yue's fiancée, named Han Hao, and his courtesy name is Yutao. He was originally very good at playing with Chen Yue. He has been here a few days ago, but the so-called feathers of birds of feather flock together is similar to Chen Yue's previous virtue.

Chen Yue stood up and walked out of the room when he heard Han Hao's voice sound outside the yard:

"Hahaha, Shangwen was able to settle down and copy the "Book of Filial Piety" for five or six days. I'm here to visit the prison today."

"Go and go, the dog can't spit out ivory, I don't have that time to spend time with you." Over the years, Chen Yue and the memories left in his mind gradually merged, and he was not polite to Han Hao in the past way.

"Hey~ This is Shangwen, you are not kind. Tomorrow, I booked a pleasure boat by the West Lake for my brother and came to invite you in person. You are still ungrateful." Han Hao said as he pretended to snorted.

Chen Yue smiled and said, "I have been devoted to learning recently. I will never go to such things, but the scenery on the banks of Xizi Lake is good. You can sing the wind and play the moon. Yutao is here to invite you. I don't care much about myself, so I will fulfill your wishes."

Han Hao laughed and scolded: "You are just pretending to be like a local person. A few days ago, I heard that you were 'poetry', and I asked in detail. The things I wrote were not as good as mine. If I do such a kind of wrong poem tomorrow, I will see which proofreader beauty is willing to 'knob and sir' with you're willing to 'knife'." He raised his eyebrows in a despicable manner.

The meaning of this female essay book is a prostitute. Xue Tao, a famous prostitute in the Tang Dynasty, served as a geisha, and went to Li Deyu's eleventh town. It is said that Wu Yuanheng once asked Tao to be a essay bookman. It is said that Wei Gao was appointed as a essay bookman when he was in Shu. In short, Xue Tao became well-known as "female essay bookman" at that time. Later generations called prostitutes who were talented and capable of poetry and prose "female essay bookman" or "profile bookman".

Chen Yue gave him a blank look: "Tomorrow I will write a song "Gived to Han Yutao" to see if anyone knows the goods."

Han Hao was shocked when he heard this, and quickly grabbed him and said, "Hey, hey, I'm not allowed. I just joked. Shangwen's talent is so envious." As he said that, he came over again and said with a smile: "Shangwen, you are not interested enough. Why don't you call me brother such an interesting thing? I heard that Zheng Youchang shared the poems with everyone in public after reading the poems that day. He thought that everyone else laughed at you like him. He felt proud and reacted when he returned home. He fainted from anger on the spot."

Chen Yue tidied up the sleeves that were wrinkled by Han Hao, calmly as if the matter of that day had nothing to do with him:

"That day was just a humiliation from him."

"Hey... I'm talking about it, but there must be a literary experience on the edge of West Lake tomorrow. Zheng An was proud of his talent and was unwilling to have a banquet like me in a quiet place. He was probably going to show off and see if I get angry with you again tomorrow."

Most of the people who have been with Chen Yue and Han Hao for many years are rich playboys, and they are basically not good at poetry and articles. However, with their temperament, they naturally cannot really like to stay in a "clear place". They just know themselves and will not go to places where literati make a name for themselves. Often, these people also share the same hatred and look down on those people of the same generation who show off their literary talent.

Chen Yue said "yes" without comment, and didn't know what way this guy would think of to "vent his anger", but he couldn't refuse his kindness.

Han Hao had almost finished his talk. He made an appointment with Chen Yue and gave him a bow and said goodbye.

Chen Yue sent the person away and turned back to the yard. After thinking about it, he said to Xian'er: "I will go to the appointment tomorrow afternoon. Today I need to copy the books quickly. You can copy the dishes for the evening alone.

On the same day, he learned that his grandfather and father had eaten the dishes and found an excuse for him to continue cooking. He began to teach Xianer's cooking skills. The two obviously liked the taste of cooking, otherwise they would not have the principle of continuing to cook by themselves while cursing the vulgarity? What kind of style would it be if they had to cook on their own in the future? Since we came to the Song Dynasty, we should always have some of our ambitions. Maybe there is still a long way to realize this ambition, but this ambition is definitely not started with a chef.

Fortunately, cooking is not a technical thing, and even some mistakes during the stir-frying process can be compensated or have little impact. For example, yesterday, his father Chen Li asked him to stir-fry an extra plate of fish, but he "accidentally" fried a good West Lake koi and chopped fish residue. Didn't my grandfather and father eat it with relish... In addition, Xian'er is also hardworking and studious, and she can make some basic home-cooked dishes by herself in the past few days.

Chen Yue was still a little embarrassed at first, thinking that doing so was to transfer the exploitation and exploitation he received to the working people at the bottom. Who knew that he had far underestimated the simplicity of people in this era. Xian'er almost cried when she learned that the young master wanted to teach him to cook. This was the secret of the Tokyo chef after all.

My father also asked him about cooking, but he replied casually that he thought about the meaning of the words and kept silent. The others had no choice but to ask more questions.

Xian'er responded nervously, and returned to the room and added water to grind the inkstone, then pushed it down and prepared to cook alone.

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Continue to ask for collection and recommendation. Today I saw that I was in the top fifteenth book. Thank you all...
Chapter completed!