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When Luo Xin heard that his parents were coming, he smiled. As for his grandfather, uncle and aunt, Luo Xin knew in his heart that they were visiting his uncle, but he didn't care. All he cared about was his parents.

Since they saw Luo Xin coming back, Zhou Yu and Zhang Xun chatted for a few simple words and left. Luo Qing stayed and prepared to go to the literary fight scene with Luo Xin tomorrow.

The next morning.

All the scholars who participated in the Wendou gathered in the courtyard of Zhoufu to have breakfast together. Zhou Zhixian arranged dumplings this time, and dumplings were also called ingots because they looked like ingots. In ancient times, people usually ate dumplings before traveling far away to seek auspiciousness. Now there is also a saying that dumplings get on the bus and get off the bus.

However, the dumpling banquet arranged by Zhou Zhixian County is not an ordinary dumpling banquet. He racked his brains and discussed with the chef in the largest restaurant in the county and accepted the chef's method of making dumplings. The chef comes from the south, and there is a method of making dumplings that is not easy to look at. This method is very popular in high-end restaurants in the south. Generally, it is a kind of elegant food culture for scholars in Shilin. However, it has never appeared in the north. Zhou Zhixian just wanted to see who these scholars have the urge to know or have a wide range of knowledge through such a unique dumpling banquet.

Everyone had already sat down and saw a pair of exquisite small scissors in front of them, and a plate of vinegar was placed in front of them. These scholars knew that they would eat dumplings for breakfast today, and that plate of vinegar knew what to do, but the exquisite small scissors did not know what they were used for. For a moment, some people looked at the small scissors and thought, while others had already started to whisper.

Zhou Yu didn't know either, so he looked at the small scissors in front of him, then looked at Zhang Xun on the left and Luo Xin and Luo Qing on the right. There was confusion in Zhang Xun and Luo Qing's eyes, but Luo Xin's eyes were very strange, as if they were recalling something.

good!

At this time, Luo Xin's thoughts had drifted away. He recalled a meal he had eaten in the south in his previous life. The last staple food of the meal was dumplings. It was just that there was an nickname called dumplings in dumplings. It was the special staple food of the restaurant. At that time, there was a pair of small scissors in front of everyone.

Soon, servants started serving porridge, and each person had a bowl of white rice porridge. Then servants came out with plates one by one, and each person put a plate in front of each person.

The scholars looked stunned when they saw it, because there were indeed dumplings above the plate, but it was a big dumpling, occupying two-thirds of the plate.

"What kind of dumpling is this?"

"It looks like dumplings, but such a big dumpling is eaten like this? Do you eat it in your hand?"

Zhou Yu couldn't help frowning, and couldn't help looking around, but his eyes lit up because he found that Luo Xin was very calm. At this time, Zhou Zhixian was also looking at everyone, among all the people, he and Lu Tingfang were smiling. Zhou Zhixian learned the mystery from the chef, while Lu Tingfang knew how to eat this kind of dumpling. He had served as an official in the south and had eaten this kind of dumpling.

Seeing everyone's dull appearance, Zhou Zhixian couldn't help but feel disappointed. How could he win the literary battle with just a bunch of elm-heads?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up because he saw someone moving. He looked over and his expression became tighter again. At this time, not only his expression became tighter, but Lu Tingfang and Lin Chang also looked tighter, because the person moving was Luo Xin.

These three people don’t believe that Luo Xin knows how to eat. How could a nine-year-old boy know?

Could he be picking it up and eating it?

That's losing my lord!

But then the three of them widened their eyes again, because Luo Xin was too calm. He picked up the exquisite small scissors on the table, cut the big dumplings from above, then picked up the chopsticks to split the dumpling skin to both sides, and the small dumplings inside were exposed, about fifteen or sixteen, one snow-white and crystal clear, round and bulging like silver ingots.

I picked up a dumpling with chopsticks and dipped it in a little vinegar, ate it in two bites, and then took a sip of porridge, slowly till it, revealing a kind of elegance in my bones.

Zhou Yu, who was standing beside him, was stunned and shouting in his heart: "Isn't he a child in the village? How could he know how to eat this way? I don't even know."

At this time, everyone also saw Luo Xin's way of eating, and their eyes lit up. They all learned Luo Xin's method to open the dumpling skin and started eating.

Jian Ming felt very uncomfortable. He felt in his heart whenever Luo Xin was outstanding. The snow-white, crystal-clear and round dumplings seemed to turn into Luo Xin's face. They picked them up with chopsticks, but the dumplings slipped out, and dropped them on the table, causing the strange gaze of their classmates.

Jian Ming's face turned red, and he drooped his eyelids and picked up the dumplings and put them aside. He took a deep breath, calmed down hard, picked up a dumpling and chewed them slowly, but the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he felt, he felt that it was difficult to swallow after eating three dumplings.

After everyone finished their breakfast, Zhou Zhixian asked with a smile: "Luo Xin, how do you know how to eat this kind of dumpling?"

Everyone's eyes gathered over with a "swish" sound, and everyone was very curious. Luo Xin stood up calmly and replied respectfully:

"Hui Tang Zun, the student once heard of it."

"Yeah!" Zhou Zhixian nodded and said to himself, this is right! He didn't ask who said that, and stood up and said:

"Set off!"

The scholars left the gate and had prepared ox carts, mule carts and horse carts. Zhou Zhixian, Lu Tingfang and the juren took horse carts, scholars took mule carts, while children and those without fame took ox carts.

Luo Xin did not ride the ox cart arranged by the magistrate, but rode the mule cart from Zhang Xun's family with Zhou Yu. Luo Qing followed behind on his horse. The group arrived at the city gate and saw that many people had gathered outside the city gate. Luo Xin saw his parents, of course, grandpa, uncle, cousin, aunt, and cousin did not come.

The mule cart Luo Xin was riding was stuck in the middle, so he naturally could not get off the car, so he waved his hands to his parents far away. His parents also waved his hands to Luo Xin excitedly, looking at Luo Xin wearing a brand new moon-white Confucian shirt, Luo's face was filled with pride and joy. Luo Ping's expression was also very excited, and he waved his hands to Luo Xin vigorously.

Zhang Xun's mother stood with some tribe members and Luo Ping, and shook her hands at Zhang Xun and Zhang Shu. On the other side of Luo Ping were the people of Grandpa and Uncle Luo Xin. The faces of those people were also excited, with pride in their eyes, and were waving their hands vigorously, but the eyes did not look at Luo Xin, and they all gathered on Luo Zhi, and their eyes moved with Luo Zhi's movement.

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