After a while, Confucius came out of the kitchen, rubbing his hands together on his apron as he went, his eyes looking this way.

When he got closer, he smirked at Le Ge, and then looked at his aunt.

"Let's eat!"

"Eat! Dine! Auntie's face changed and she responded.

"Eat! Dine! I'm really hungry! "The song also responded.

He still didn't believe it: what delicious food could Confucius make?

Although Confucius's knife work just now was okay, the cutting board clattered when cutting vegetables.

The legendary Confucius! It seems that there is no division between grains. He can't tell a lot of things.

So! Le Ge wondered if Confucius only learned the form, but not the original.

Cutting vegetables does not mean that they will cook, cooking is a science, not only to grasp the heat, but also to grasp the length of time, but also to master the amount of ingredients and the time to use......

It is obvious that Confucius does not distinguish between grains and grains! It's someone who is deliberately picking on it, Black Confucius.

Confucius was talented and learned, and those who were jealous would be envious, jealous and hateful.

Each of us has shortcomings, things we don't know, don't we?

Confucius was not a farmer, and he did not touch crops, so how could he distinguish the names and varieties of crops? Isn't it?

Even if you are farming, the crops grown in different places are different, and you can only know the local crops, and you may not be able to distinguish the crops from other places. Isn't it?

When the temperature in the north and south is high, the varieties of crops are different, and the southerners do not know what crops the northerners grow. The same goes for the northerners, who don't know what crops the southerners grow.

Confucius trotted to the kitchen to serve food and wait, looking at his appearance, he was very nervous.

Lege pretended to be stupid and sat there without moving.

In the current house of Confucius, the place to eat is also here. The table in front of you is the dining table. It's not like in movies and TV series: one person, one case. But! Just a few big cases. Like the coffee table in modern families, there are sofas on three sides and a coffee table in front of them.

The Son of Heaven and the King, this is the place! One person has a case, and the sitting position is also particular. The Son of Heaven and the King are high, and the seats on the two sides below are arranged according to the size of the official position and how close they are.

Those who are close to them, those who are in high office, sit near the Son of Heaven and the king. The rest of the personnel are far away.

Keqing and other important guests, their seats are closer to the Son of Heaven and the king. To show respect, attention, and closeness to them.

In the case of ordinary aristocratic families, when they usually pretend to compare, the living room also follows this "sitting method".

And when you go to the homes of ordinary people and poor people, you can't sit down. Think about it: there are no houses, where are there so many cases to decorate?

So! Most people, just like people in modern society, have sofas on three sides, and a coffee table in the middle.

In order to save trouble, when eating, the coffee table becomes a dining table.

Auntie has a big belly and wants to help, but she can move her body or forget it.

Confucius used a tray to bring over the guys who were eating, the dishes, etc., several times. The desk was full of floors.

Lege sat there without moving, looking like his mother's brother-in-law, looking at Confucius.

The current Confucius is not a saint, and he can't pretend to be compared. Now him! is just an unemployed person who lives on his old capital. Other than that! He is not the only one who lives, but also his wife and the baby in his wife's womb.

With no source of income, life is stressful.

He wanted to change himself, but he faced many difficulties. He wanted to change reality, but he couldn't find a breakthrough.

So! Confucius at this time was in the same situation as when he was looking for a job after graduating from university. No job, no source of income. Other than that! I also have to support my girlfriend.

It was at that time that the girlfriend who had lived together for three years was deceived by the rich second-generation Wan Conglin.

He at that time! It's true! The situation was indescribable.

Confucius at this time! Probably that's the case! Although there will be no problems with the "girlfriend", there is no improvement at work and career.

Le Ge thought: Confucius is very diligent on the surface, but on the inside, he is not calm and does not admit defeat. There was no way, so he went to work in the kitchen. If there was a way, he wouldn't be able to cook!

The knife work of the dishes on the plate is really good, and after cooking, they are placed on the plate, and there are rules, like a banquet in the palace.

On the surface: the heat seems to be OK, the color is very positive, and the fragrance is OK.

Lege couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to eat. But before he could do it, my aunt did it.

Saw! Auntie picked up the chopsticks, saw a dish and sandwiched it. I put it in my mouth and chewed it twice, then turned my head and spit it on the ground.

"Phew! Bah! Bah! ……”

After spitting a few mouthfuls in succession, he stared at Confucius who was standing on the side, and blamed: "Salt doesn't want money? Salt was picked up? Put so much salt? ”

"Ahem, ahem!" Confucius looked at his aunt and smirked, "Last time! You say there is less salt. This time! I added salt! ”

"It's greens! Consumption is high, just put a little salt! Those dishes that consume less can put more salt! Auntie said.

"Ahem, ahem! Remember! Ahem, ahem! ”

Confucius, who had done something wrong, had no choice but to admit it and let his aunt blame him.

Seeing that this dish was too salty to eat, my aunt had to pour it into other dishes and stir it together. Then he beckoned Le Ge to eat.

On the face of it, there was no problem with all the dishes. In fact! Not only is there too much salt in this dish, but every dish is cooked in question. Either the salt is too much or the heat is not enough, or! Overheated.

Confucius! He doesn't know how to cook!

After eating this meal, Confucius went to wash the dishes again in order to make up for his mistakes.

Lege was still sitting there, like his brother-in-law.

Before the meal, I talked about the situation of Confucius, after the meal! Auntie asked Lege: What are you doing in Luguo?

"I killed the patriarch, and I can't stay in the village anymore!" Lege is honest and frank.

"Did you really kill the patriarch?" Auntie asked in surprise.

Regarding the killing of the patriarch, my aunt heard about it last time. The two old fellows who came later told me about the killing of the patriarch. And also! The knife used by Lege seems to be the wood knife of the patriarch's family.

"I killed it!"

"Where's that knife of yours? Is it from the patriarch's family? ”

"Yes!"

"You?" Auntie was frightened for a while and asked, "I listened to my father!" You're okay with Widow Zhang, you? What do you do if you run away with that widow? ”

"Dad said that Widow Zhang is pregnant with his baby!" Lege said quietly.

"My dad?" Auntie's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief, "What did my father say?" You guys? You guys? Aren't you messing up ethics? You guys? Woooooo ……”

"What kind of ethics is it?" Le Ge pretended to have nothing to do and said, "At that time, the descendants of the old patriarch tied up Widow Zhang and wanted to kill her. Dad had to stand up and say that Widow Zhang was pregnant with his baby. Such! I saved Widow Zhang......"