After Deng Ai finished cleaning up, Liu Chan took Deng Ai to the front hall for dinner.

There are four wooden tables in the hall, two on the left and right, and the tables in this era are still a few short, and ordinary people will eat at the same table. But if you are a nobleman, or if you invite guests, you will not dine at the same table.

The food has been brought up and set up, Huang Yueying and Liu Chan sit on the left, and Zhao Yun and Deng Ai sit on the right.

Liu Chan looked at the food on the table.

There are three dishes in total, in the middle is a stewed cabbage, tofu is added to it, the hot water is rising, I don't know what ingredients Huang Yueying added, the aroma is attacking, this stew is similar to the practice of later generations, and it tastes very warm in winter.

On the left is a dish of green vegetables, which did not have the technology to stir-fry in this era, so this green vegetable is boiled, and on the right is a bowl of slices of meat, fat and thin, about five slices, each with a centimeter. Liu Chan estimated that this meat slice should also be boiled with spices.

The staple food is a bowl of polished rice, but the taste is far less fragrant and glutinous than the rice that Liu Chan ate in later generations.

These meals would be difficult to swallow if Liu Chan was not hungry in his previous life, but in this era, they are already quite rich.

Nowadays, more than half of the people of Dahan are afraid that more than half of them are in a state of undereating, and there are people who die of hunger every day.

In the face of today's life, Liu Chan is already very satisfied.

Liu Chan skimmed the other people's tables, and saw that everyone was eating, Huang Yueying did not open a small stove because of his identity, so Liu Chan put his mind at ease and ate with peace of mind.

After eating and drinking enough to sit with Huang Yueying for a long time, Liu Chan offered to say goodbye.

The three of them left Zhuge Liang's Mansion and came to the street.

Jiangling City, thriving under Liu Bei's governance, is probably one of the most prosperous and lively cities in the Han Dynasty at this moment.

Just after noon, there are many people who are full of food and go out to stroll, even if it is a cold winter wax moon, the vendors do not dare to have other slack except for rain and snow, so both sides of the road are also very lively.

Liu Chan has been staying at home before, and he didn't appreciate the customs of this ancient time yesterday, and today he is free, so he walks around this street, anyway, Guan Xing Zhang Bao and others will not be late to make friends in a day or two.

That Deng Ai came to the street, but he muttered and memorized "Zuo Chuan", the voice was not loud or small, but he still stumbled, and the situation was afraid that it would not improve in three or two days.

Zhao Yun meticulously followed Liu Chan to guard.

The three of them walked to an intersection, and Liu Chan saw that there were many onlookers at the wide intersection in front of him, so he couldn't help but be interested, pointed to the front and said, "Uncle Zhao, go and see what's going on in front of you!" ”

"Deng Ai, look at the young master!" Zhao Yun admonished Deng Ai and ran to the front to investigate.

However, after a while, Zhao Yun rushed back and told Liu Chandao: "There is a Jianghu person in front of him who is performing arts, so why don't you go over and take a look?" ”

Liu Chan couldn't help asking, "Do you have real skills?" If it's some fancy fist embroidered legs, don't look at it. ”

Zhao Yun said with a smile: "I don't know if I have real skills, but I just beat the gong to gather popularity, but that man is tall and mighty, if the young master is interested, he will go and take a look." ”

"Then Uncle Zhao will take me over to occupy a good position."

When Zhao Yun heard this, he pulled Liu Chan and walked over to occupy a seat, he was a fierce general at that time, where could those ordinary people squeeze him, and saw that he was wearing a sword, he was afraid to fight with him, and retreated one after another.

In this way, Zhao Yun took Liu Chan to the innermost, Zhao Yun asked Liu Chan to stand in front of him, with a pair of arms around Liu Chan's shoulders, so that Liu Chan's back was protected by him, and Zhao Yun in front of Liu Chan could see it, which was the most rigorous protection.

Liu Chan looked at the people on the field, but there was more than one performer, and it was not a team, but a family.

There were four members of the family, the eldest of whom was an old woman, about fifty or sixty years old, with gray hair and wrinkles all over her face. However, it seems that her health is not very good, and she keeps coughing.

The old woman was lying on top of a cart, covered with a worn-out quilt. Unlike horse-drawn carriages, horse-drawn carriages have a roof for horse-drawn horses, whereas carts do not have a roof.

Next to the cart, there was a woman in her thirties waiting, the woman was average-looking, only handsome, Liu Chan estimated that it was either the daughter of this old woman or her daughter-in-law.

The two women, one old and one young, are in the corner at the back, and the two people in the center of the field are the protagonists.

One of these two people is a man in the prime of life, about 35 years old, 8 feet tall, 1 foot 24 centimeters in the Han Dynasty, and 8 feet 1.9 meters. He is burly and majestic, no less than Zhao Yun, Zhao Yun is only seven feet nine tall, this strong man is a little taller than Zhao Yun.

He was dressed in a thick linen robe, his sleeves rolled up high, it was a cold winter moon at the moment, but he didn't seem to feel cold at all.

As for the appearance, it is also very heroic, with a Chinese face, and a thick beard on the chin, but it is very neatly combed. It's just that his face is a little unhealthy in Liu Chan's opinion, with a sallow face, coughing a few times from time to time, as if he is also sick.

Next to the man, there stood a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old, this young man looked six or seven percent similar to the man in the prime of life, and his height was nearly seven feet, very strong. He wore more clothes than a man in the prime of life, and although the padded jacket was shabby, it could also withstand the cold. Liu Chan estimated that these two people were father and son.

"Young master, look!"

At this moment, the father and son were cleaning up the venue, fiddling with utensils, and chatting and gathering a lot of people around, pointing and pointing.

Zhao Yun beside him suddenly spoke, Liu Chan looked in the direction of Zhao Yun's finger, but it was a weapon rack, and there were swords, guns, swords, halberds, etc. on the weapons, but they were all carved from wood, although the texture of tea wood was firmer, but there was nothing unusual about it.

This family is so poor that it is impossible to come up with any iron tools.

However, at the innermost part of the weapon rack, there was a long object wrapped in white cloth, and Liu Chan felt that it should be a gun from the appearance.

What Zhao Yun asked him to see was this spear wrapped in white cloth.

"Uncle Zhao, do you think it's true or not?" Liu Chan couldn't help asking.

"I vaguely think it's true!" Zhao Yun stared at the spear wrapped in white cloth and said in a deep voice.

At this time, the father and son also fiddled with the belongings, and the middle-aged man walked up to the people with a wooden gun and bowed his hand: "Fellow villagers, please go to Jiangdong, just because the old mother is seriously ill, I heard that there are two miracle doctors in Jiangling, so I took my mother here." However, he exhausted his entanglements along the way, but fortunately, he learned some martial arts when he was young, so he thought about buying art to earn some money for medical treatment.

In the land of Jingchu, there are many outstanding people, sages and righteous people, and I hope that you will have a money field and a money field if you have no money, thank you below. ”