"Ten Meanings of the Han Dynasty?" Liu Cang picked up the bamboo slip and glanced at the title. He raised his head in confusion and looked at Cai Yong.

"This policy has nothing to do with you. Can you go to Linjun and send it to the capital?" Cai Yong shook his head and handed another bamboo slip to Liu Cang.

"This is the Book of Rites. You were born in a rural area, so it is difficult to follow all the etiquette. You should read it carefully and study it diligently, and do not neglect it." Cai Yong continued to tell Liu Cang.

"Pa!" Liu Cang threw the bamboo slips in his hand on the table and looked Cai Yong up and down. Cai Yan felt that the atmosphere between the two was strange, so he silently cleared the table and cleared the table for the two of them.

"Etiquette? I would like to learn the Book of Changes." Liu Cang said, not interested in the Book of Rites annotated by the great Confucian scholar.

"At your age, you have to learn etiquette by yourself, and you need spirituality. If you want to learn it, I'm afraid you can only learn it mechanically, without any intention of learning it." Cai Yong sat opposite Liu Cang and shook his head.

Liu Cang was silent. Cai Yong meant that he had no spirituality and could not learn the Book of Changes. Liu Cang wanted to refute, but he was powerless in his heart.

The Book of Changes, in words that are easier for modern people to understand, is feudal superstition!

Ahem... observing the weather, divining bad luck, deducing personnel affairs, which may also involve the layout of battle formations.

In Liu Cang's opinion, this thing is the most practical among the Four Books and Five Classics, and it is also the most popular scripture among the people.

It is difficult to confirm things like divination and deduction. People in this era usually treat such things as references and remain doubtful.

But Liu Cang was still very concerned about the ability of some people to observe and predict weather by combining natural climate with the Book of Changes.

In the early years, I tried to study it, but I couldn't figure it out at all, and I was all dizzy and confused.

"How do you know if you don't teach me?" After a moment of silence, Liu Cang said unconvinced.

"Of course I know." Cai Yong shook his head and chuckled, but saw Cai Yan bringing tea, and seeing Liu Cang's dissatisfaction, Cai Yong's hands were only stained with water, and he started writing on the table.

The large earthenware teapot does not make tea, but fermented Pu'er which is relatively thinner than the tea soup.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, people made tea and drank soup, which also included tea leaves, even scented teas and those fried teas.

It's just that those teas are not mainstream today, and drinking that kind of tea is not a pleasure for most people today.

Han people like to eat meat.

That's right, go to hell with those who say that Han people are vegetarians or can only eat vegetarian food.

Today's Han people are good at fighting, and in terms of physical fitness, Hu Qiang cannot absolutely suppress the Han people.

If you insist on saying that those who eat grass can be beaten, then we won’t say anything else.

As far as body shape is concerned, there are not many so-called literati in the Han Dynasty who are "immortal-like". Even Cai Yong in front of me has broad shoulders and a fat body.

Cai Yong's height of about 1.7 meters is considered above average for a big man, but the overall feeling is not that he is floating, but that he is solid.

Among modern people, he has a body type that is not easy to mess with at first glance. The so-called toughness is by no means simply a description of his personality.

And this kind of body shape obviously cannot be fed by eating corn leaves...

The so-called tea leaves, no matter how ridiculous they are, in the final analysis, they are to quench thirst, relieve tiredness, and aid digestion.

Today's people's daily life requires a lot of physical exertion, and their digestion ability is also stretched. However, their material conditions have not reached the level where they can eat and drink every day.

Even if the Han people drink tea, they mostly boil it with oily flowers floating in it.

This is probably a kind of common sense in society. Compared with the refreshing breath, brewing tea that can satisfy hunger and strengthen the body is the mainstream here.

And drinking tea when you have nothing to do is probably regarded as being lowly, and you will be despised by others.

To put it simply, you don’t care about the wine pool and the meat forest, but you still drink tea as fast as you can. Do you have to support yourself even if you can’t eat it? This is no longer a luxury, but how useless is it?

The description of worthless is obviously much worse than extravagant and wasteful.

In addition to making tea, Pu'er tea bricks have a much stronger audience than pure tea.

These tea bricks are mainly spread outside the border and fortresses, and are also mostly sold to the barbarian Hu Qiang.

The main function is to relieve tiredness and make the baby more comfortable...

Normally, a full stomach is better than anything else. This kind of food can relieve greasiness and aid digestion and make you hungry quickly. You will rarely touch it.

Liu Cang's daily diet was full of meat and fish, and the villagers would only get a bad reputation for being extravagant when making tea. On weekdays, he would make some Pu'er at home, and Cai Yong had long been accustomed to it.

We can question the Han people in any aspect, but when it comes to eating and drinking, probably no one can question the Han people's ability to do whatever they want. If you have one thing, you can have two or three. Pu'er is there, so don't mention tea.

The customs of the Han Dynasty have their own habits and behavioral standards. Different perspectives lead to preferences. There is no need to argue about whether it is good or bad.

Cai Yong dipped his fingers in some tea from time to time and kept writing and drawing on the table. Liu Cang saw some hexagram shapes and ancient characters, as well as many strange symbols that he could not understand.

As Cai Yong painted more and more, when Cai Yong frowned slightly, the water stains on the earliest paintings had begun to dry up. Liu Cang felt dizzy and finally knocked on the table impatiently.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?" Liu Cang knocked on the table to interrupt Cai Yong. Cai Yong stopped and glared at Liu Cang subconsciously.

"This is easy." Cai Yong remembered the original purpose and said to Liu Cang.

"These things are the I Ching?" Liu Cang questioned.

Liu Cang did not have a high degree of education in his previous life, nor did he learn any advanced mathematics, but seeing this water stain that dazzled him, are you sure this thing is not calculus?

"This is a derivation." Cai Yong took it for granted, looking at Liu Cang, whose eyes were a little straight, and said somewhat proudly.

"I'm going to blame you." Liu Cang muttered to himself. This was completely different from the I Ching he imagined.

"Haha, Haoxuan should know that everyone has their own strengths. Although you are wise, your strengths are not here, so why bother with this." Cai Yong laughed.

Liu Cang, who was smart but not wise, didn't care anymore, but he was already sure that this trader had no chance with him. This thing was obviously not his cup of tea.

"What do you mean by the ten meanings of the Han Dynasty?" Cai Yan chuckled and was glared at by Liu Cang. Then Liu Cang pointed at the book that Cai Yong wanted him to mail and asked.

"Did you know that I was expelled?" Cai Yong asked Liu Cang with an open-minded look on his face.

"Yeah." Liu Cang nodded.

"Before I was exiled, I was compiling Dongguan Hanji with Ziqian and others. Even though I was exiled, I failed to be loyal to the emperor." Cai Yong seemed to have regrets.

"..." Something strange flashed in Liu Cang's eyes, and he raised his hand to open a book.

"I didn't see you bringing any books, are you making this up?" Liu Cang asked Cai Yong after checking the contents of the book, which made Cai Yong dissatisfied.

Liu Cang looked at the contents of this book and found that the so-called Dongguan Hanji was a history book that recorded history. It had no real meaning to most people. It recorded and revised some of the history from Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present.

After all, it involves the current emperor and his ancestors, so it is almost impossible not to beautify and modify it.

However, the personnel allusions involved cannot be explained clearly in a few words. It requires rigor and contains so much information. Liu Cang really doubted that these things were made up by Cai Yong based on his feelings.

"Haha, you are so ignorant. I have everything under my control." Cai Yong was angry at first, and then seeing Liu Cang's unbelievable look, Cai Yong laughed and teased.

"Brother Haoxuan, dad has a photographic memory. He has a beautiful mind and a collection of thousands of books." Seeing that Liu Cang didn't understand why, Cai Yan reminded him in a low voice.

"I..." The word "cao" was held in his throat but did not come out. Liu Cang looked at Cai Yong, who was stroking his beard opposite him in style, and really didn't know what to say.

That's it for Liu Bei. He is a future Emperor of Shu, and it doesn't hurt to cheat occasionally.

You said, why do you have a photographic memory with a background that has no role in the scene? What do you call this kind of book collection?
Chapter completed!