"I can write such words just by reading my copybook without asking a single question of the layout. The Marquis's talent and intelligence are the only ones I have seen in my life. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have thought it was written by myself. But..." Ouyang Xun sighed and said, "Mr. Marquis, after listening to my advice, I should not learn from my regular script. My regular script has lost its aura. Have you ever heard of Shilin's praise? My regular script has a strong sense of stinking."

As he spoke, the old scholar's eyes were red, obviously in his heart, he was dissatisfied with this evaluation. However, public opinion had already taken shape and he could not change it. What else could he do except depression?

Li Mu had some hearing about this matter. He put down his pen and smiled and said, "What the old scholar said is, I cannot agree with. I came to ask for advice because of the four words "Kaiyuan Tongbao". If I don't have this kind of stinky smell, I wouldn't have come."

"What does the marquis mean? I am really kind."

"," Li Mu waved his hand to interrupt Ouyang Xun and asked back, "The old scholar is too arrogant. If your handwriting is not good, will this marquis come to ask for advice? Does the old scholar think that this marquis has no eyesight and cannot tell the difference?"

"I dare not! I will never dare to question the Marquis' eyesight." Ouyang Xun is now just a bachelor's degree, and his title is just a county man. Li Mu is at the throne and is also a popular person in front of His Majesty. How dare he offend him? He hurriedly defended: "It's just a sage in the Shilin style. Alas, people's words are terrifying! The Marquis will be in the imperial examination next year. If he delays the Marquis' affairs because of learning my font, how can I afford it!"

"Shilin?" Li Mu laughed and said, "It turns out that the old bachelor cares about this. He took the initiative to belittle the old bachelor?"

"This..." Although it was not a gentleman to criticize others behind their backs. Ouyang Xun had been angry for several years for this matter. Seeing that Li Mu admired his regular script so much, he felt that he met a soulmate, so he poured out his heart out: "First, it was Zheng Jing, and then the entire Shandong gentry and students. During the most noisy days, I couldn't even stay in Hongwenguan. It was because of His Majesty's mercy and transferred me to Chongwenguan to write books, so that I could not escape the limelight."

Zheng Jing?

What a familiar name.

Li Mu searched for his memories, seemed to remember it, and asked, "But is the Zheng Jing who was expelled from Chang'an by His Majesty?"

“That’s right!”

Li Mu laughed again and said, "I think I am a powerful figure, and I can determine the quality of the old scholar's calligraphy in one word. It turns out that it is him, a man who deceives the world and steals the reputation! What is he worthy of commenting on your calligraphy? Don't talk about him, even the entire Shandong gentry is nothing. I don't take it seriously at all. The regular script of the old scholar is the best in the world in the heart of my husband! Otherwise, I wouldn't come to ask for advice. As for the so-called "smelling" theory, it's even more fucking! If you write it on copper coins, just don't use money! Just use money and shout "smelling" while you are using money, you are really fucking!"

Ouyang Xun was so moved that he almost cried out, and asked, "Does the Marquis really think so?"

"Of course!" Li Mu said loudly: "Now that the Japanese Hou has learned the regular script of the old bachelor, he is also considered the old bachelor's apprentice. I want to see who dares to slut with the word "copper smell". After listening to it, I pulled his tongue!"

Hearing Li Mu said he wanted to pull someone's tongue, Ouyang Xun was shocked. The old scholar had been practicing calligraphy for half his life, and had never had a quarrel with others in his life, let alone such a cruel act of pulling his tongue. Just after hearing it, he was already trembling all over and said, "Mr. Marquis must not say this, I am ashamed of being aware of it. Marquis just read my copybook. I did not add any guidance, so how dare I speak to my master? Don't mention the matter of pulling my tongue. My mouth is on others. Just say whatever I like. My words are content to the Marquis' eyes!"

Li Mu was somewhat embarrassed when he took the initiative to recognize his master and was rejected. It was still early, so when it was time to wait, Ouyang Xun had to arrange a banquet for entertainment. Li Mu didn't want to bother him, so he took the excuse to have something to say goodbye and left. Ouyang Xun kept delivering it to the door and gave Li Mu another picture of "Thousand Characters" to Li Mu. This picture of "Thousand Characters" is in running script font, mostly to let Li Mu read more of his running script and avoid tangling in his regular script, so as not to cause trouble and implicate him again.

Li Mu guessed what he thought, but he didn't say it out. After all, everyone has their own ambitions. Ouyang Xun is already in his sixties, so it is normal for human beings to seek stability. But when he sees this, he seems to have a bad reputation. It scares the old scholar so much that he wants to draw a clear line.

When I returned to Feng Qiuhuang, the sun just passed by Si. Today's business was good, and the front yard was busy, and the chef was called to help carry things. When Li Mu returned home, he had no food to eat. It was not easy to complain to Bai Qiaoqiao about this, so he could only wait.

Dugu Jiu suggested that Li Mu go to his father-in-law Bai Naoer to eat. Bai Naoer's wife Wang Po steamed buns well. Dugu Jiu ate them several times and thought it was good. But Li Mu didn't want to go. Although he had almost no hatred for Bai Naoer now, he still didn't like Bai Naoer. He could have less contact and less contact. When he was fine, he almost never mentioned it. Bai Naoer also knew himself and became the commander of Jingdong Ji as he wished. He rarely appeared in front of Li Mu. Even if there was something wrong, he would often ask Ergou to pass the message and would not come to the door by himself.

"Well...do it yourself!"

Li Mu thought for a long time, but decided not to see Bai Naoer's face and turned around and entered the kitchen. Dugu Jiu stood at the door and refused to go in, frowned and said, "Brother, the book says that gentleman is away from the kitchen, you should come out, this is not suitable."

Li Mu had already taken out the noodles and placed them on the table. Hearing the words, "What's wrong with it? How can there be so many rules? I think you are not hungry, and you are not so particular."

"Oh" Dugu Jiu saw Li Mu rolling his arms and making his sleeves, and he didn't care about it. He said, "Brother, do you have to let me explain it? I'm not hungry, can I eat what you made?"

"Oh, can I still eat it?" Li Mu snorted and said, "Do you know what your elder brother is from?"

"What?" Dugu Jiu really didn't know. His understanding of Li Mu was all about him after he came to Chang'an.

"Your brother, I am a brave man in the village to transport grain and was captured by the Turks. The reason why I survived was because of cooking skills. I was a chef in the Turkic camp for several months. I had been a chef at the Turkic camp and the Turkic people said it was OK after I had eaten it!" This is not bragging, it is really the truth. If it weren't for the original Li Mu who could cook, it wouldn't be his turn when the Turkic people found a chef for the Tang envoy. Li Mu wouldn't have met Tang Jian, so there would be no stories afterwards.

Dugu Jiu was still half-believing and half-doubted. He leaned against the door frame and looked at Li Mu and muttered: "The Turks are like wild beasts. They know what good and bad things are good and bad. Brother, why don't you do it anymore? I'll ride a horse to buy some for food, it won't take long."

"Not allowed to go!" Li Mu glared at Dugu Jiu and said, "You are not allowed to go anywhere. You have to eat whatever I make. If you don't eat, you are not a brother!"

Dugu Jiu was even more desperate when he heard this: "Brother..."

"Oh, don't worry." Li Mu said as he entered the system in his mind, found the [Cooking Technique], learned the formula of [Big Bowl of Wide Noodles], and said: "Today I will open your eyes. What is the overlord of the pasta world? Have you ever heard of Big Bowl of Wide Noodles?"

"Hehe..." Dugu Jiu pursed his lips and refused to answer. Li Mu didn't care. He kneaded the dough on his own and rolled it into a trotter. He rolled it into slices with a rolling pin, and then cut it into wide strips with a knife. He put it in a pot and put it in a bowl and poured the braised rice with a pre-made braised rice. Looking at the crystal noodles in the bowl, Li Mu couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He picked it up and showed it to Dugu Jiu, and said, "Look at this noodles, it is long and wide, just like this bowl, it is big and round. You eat, my noodles, I think it is delicious, I rolled the noodles for you, and I also feel very happy."

Dugu Jiu looked at Li Mu who suddenly felt like a fool, took the bowl from his hand expressionlessly, reached out to take a pair of chopsticks, and slapped it into his mouth as if he was drinking medicine.

“Hmm?”

As soon as the noodles were in the mouth, Dugu Jiu's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Li Mu in surprise and said, "Brother, it's delicious!"

"I told you everything, do you believe it now?" Li Mu also served himself a bowl and tasted it. It tasted really good. After all, it was produced by the system, so it was not bad.

Dugu Jiu took two chopsticks into his mouth and said in a vague way: "Brother, the noodles are delicious, but when you were talking just now, you were stuttering and looked a little stupid."

"," Li Mu raised his arrogant chin and said, "You don't understand, this is called hip-hop!"

"Black scared?" Dugu Jiu was stunned and said dazedly: "What black one? Who is afraid of it?"

Li Mu couldn't explain and raised his hand to slap Dugu Jiu in the back of the head: "Eat your noodles!"

...

After eating a big bowl of wide noodles, the two brothers burped and went back to their rooms to rest. Li Mu originally planned to take a nap, but he couldn't sleep. He always felt like he hadn't done anything, but he couldn't remember what was going on. He tossed and turned and thought for a long time, and he attributed the problem to no one holding him. The dignified marquis had to hold someone in his arms. How could he fall asleep without anyone holding him?

Li Mu got up from the bed and walked to the front yard with anger. He planned to at least call Bai Qiaoqiao and Li Zhien back to sleep with him. What is the best business? What is the difference between that amount of money? If this Hou's sleep affects, can these money be compensated?

Before he could reach the front yard, someone caught up behind him. Li Mu heard the footsteps and turned around. Seeing that it was Ergou, he stopped and asked, "I'm out of breath, what's wrong?"

"Report to the Marquis!" Ergou was not breathing evenly, but he couldn't stop looking happy on his face and said, "Mr. Marquis, the young man has just returned from Pingkangfang."

Li Mu couldn't help frowning and said, "If you go to have sex, don't have to tell me."

"No, how dare you?" Ergou explained quickly, "The young man was supervising the worker in Pingkangfang by the order of the Marquis. I came to report to the Marquis that the Sihai Gambling House had been completed ahead of schedule, seven days earlier than expected!"

"Oh?" Li Mu blinked his eyes and said, "It's much faster than I expected. Gongsun Kang is a bit tricky. It's not like cutting corners, right?"

"No!" Ergou's head shook like a rattle and said, "Master Gongsun just prioritized the manpower to Sihai Gambling, and then completed the work in advance. Didn't the Marquis decide the progress? Sihai Gambling is the first, mainly to avoid delaying the Marquis' affairs."

Li Mu frowned and said, "It sounds nice, isn't it just a reward? Go and tell Gongsun Kang. What I want is to complete on schedule, not to be smart. If he completes one in advance, there will be another delay. What is the schedule for? Let him give me some memory and complete it according to the schedule. Then he will make up these useless things and let him weigh it by himself!"

Ergou was so scared that his face turned pale when he saw Li Mu's tone was wrong. The Marquis was getting more and more difficult to serve. How could he finish it in advance or was it wrong? He was even more afraid and did not dare to stay any longer. He went back to Pingkangfang to pass the message in shame.

"Before..." Li Mu murmured, hesitated for a moment, but instead of going to the front yard, he came to the warehouse. When Dugu Jiu heard the sound, he also came out to help and helped Li Mu move things out.

They all rushed to the yard, and Dugu Jiu asked, "Brother, what are these things used for? Why do they still have sand?"

"Didn't I tell you that you have no memory for making Liuli?"

"Ah?" Dugu Jiu frowned in confusion, muttering to himself, have you said it? When did you say it? Why didn't you remember at all? Although he was confused, he didn't ask again. He followed Li Mu to make up the trouble and helped him.

What Li Mu wants to do is the "bargaining chips" used in the gambling house.

In fact, in this era, even in ancient China, there was no such thing as "bargaining chips" in gambling shops. If you buy it, you will use real money and silver. Only in this way can you feel at ease and be happy!

But Li Mu decided to use chips, and it was made of glass. He made this chip not only for the gambling house, but also for his future plans. As business becomes more and more prosperous, money transactions will inevitably become more and more frequent and the number will become larger and larger. Whether it is copper coins or gold and silver, it is difficult to avoid weight problems.

At this time, if there is glass chips for trading, it will definitely be much more convenient. Now he is the only one who masters the method of making glass because of the system, so he does not have to worry about imitation in a short period of time.

"Come on, big guy, help me pour this bag of sand in."

Li Mumao raised his waist and made a fire, and ordered casually.

When Dugu Jiu saw that Li Mu had called the wrong name, he whispered: "Brother, I am Xiao Jiuer."

Li Mu was stunned. He looked up at Dugu Jiu and suddenly remembered that when he made the glass last time, Li Chongyi was helping him, and when he just spoke, he always regarded Dugu Jiu as Li Chongyi.

Li Mu opened his mouth and sighed.

"Xiaojiu, you said where can the big guy go now? It's been a day and a few hundred miles, right?"

"It should be more than just" before the words were finished, suddenly, with a 'bang' on the door, a figure rushed in.
Chapter completed!