"Lang Jun's craftsmanship is really superb, and the humble ingredients have become a rare delicacy in the world in Lang Jun's hands!"

For Xiaozhu's praise Zhen Qian is gladly accepted, the food of the Tang Dynasty can not be compared with the food that has evolved for thousands of years in later generations, just by the processing techniques to know the difference, the Tang Dynasty cooking only roughly steamed, roasted and boiled three kinds, and later generations themselves know that there are fried, exploded, boiled, fried, cooked, fried, fried, boiled, pasted, boiled, burned, stewed, simmered, baked, grilled, stewed, roasted, salted, smoked, mud roasted, boiled, boiled, steamed, swept, honey, sugar water, shabu and so on as many as twenty or thirty kinds, just thinking about it can make people drool.

"Lang Jun, did you really learn this craft in a dream?" Xiaomei dragged her chin with her hand and asked obsessively in her eyes.

"Huh! Didn't I tell you? Xiucai can know the world without going out, this dream is too wonderful, people who are not destined cannot enter at all, I also realized some by chance, the heavenly opportunity must not be revealed, otherwise it will be damned! ”

"Then we won't ask, Lang Jun won't talk about it", Xiaomei was startled, when she heard that there was going to be a curse, she was afraid in her heart, and she also dispelled the heart of breaking the casserole and asking to the end, anyway, Zhen Qian also said, this is a matter of chance, and he must not have that kind of blessing, but to be able to follow Zhen Qian, such a blessing is not small.

Seeing that Xiaozhu and Xiaomei were scared, Zhen Qian was secretly proud in his heart, if he said too much about lies, he would be a goof, and it would inevitably be inconsistent when he often hung it on his lips, and it was easy for people with a heart to notice the flaws, so it was better to say less.

"Come on! Have a drink with me! ”

Hugging left and right, with two little girls as companions, Zhen Qian didn't feel any loneliness, and teased the two of them from time to time, feeling that time was faster than usual.

kissed each of the two little girls on their pretty faces, Zhen Qian laughed, this day is a little comfortable, and he is about to be happy.

The two little girls were also willing to be slighted by Zhen Qian, and they wanted to refuse and were provoked by Zhen Qian like ants in their hearts, and they had to pretend to be a well-behaved lady, squirming and leaning on Zhen Qian's arms, their faces were flushed, and their breath became rapid.

Accompanied by delicacies and beauties, I can't help but feel a lot more comfortable in the toast and drink, both come and be safe, this kind of life is actually quite good, without the hustle and bustle of the later generations, a heart is also calmed down a lot, thinking about being a free man in the future, a hundred acres of good land, a beautiful wife and concubine at home, children and grandchildren frolicking around, this life is enough!

Thinking of this, Zhen Qian's heart was happy, holding Xiaozhu with one hand and Xiaomei with the other, his mouth was open, a mouthful of food and a sip of wine, and everyone was drunk without getting drunk.

The next day, Zhen Qian took Wang You to drive outside the city, and saw Song Laohan in the courtyard from a distance carving a finger-thick wooden root.

Song Yi was concentrating on carving the wooden root in his hand, when he suddenly felt that there was someone around him, looked up and saw that it was Zhen Qian, and hurriedly stood up and saluted Zhen Qian.

"Uncle Song! You don't have to do this, just call me Zhen Lang in the future", Zhen Qian said with his hands on Song Yi.

Song Yicheng said in fear: "How can this be, the ceremony cannot be abolished!" Saying that, he kowtowed to Zhen Qian, and then stood aside.

Etiquette kills people!

Zhen Qian didn't have much to say, this kind of thing can't be opposed with great fanfare, otherwise it will reach the ears of others, and it will be misunderstood by people as contrary to common sense and cause unnecessary trouble.

"Uncle Song, what are you doing?"

Song Yi bowed down and said, "Didn't the master say last time that I asked my ancestors and grandchildren to carve some gold and stone characters with wood, how is the carving?" ”

Zhen Qian took a piece of wood and looked at it carefully, the carving was quite decent, similar to the words on the stele he saw, but this Song Yi misunderstood his meaning, maybe because he didn't make it clear at the beginning.

"Nice carving! These are all carved by Uncle Song? ”

At this time, several members of the Song family in the house walked out of the room and kowtowed to Zhen Qian again, this time Zhen Qian did not stop him, "How have you been doing these days?" ”

"Thank you master, these days have been good", Song Yi's son showed a smile on his face, and his honest expression did not look a little fake.

The three generations of the Song family have taken out their own carved wood to show Zhen Qian, Song Yi's son Song Xing carved well, similar to his father's craftsmanship, but Song Yi's grandson Song Xu's carving skills are much worse, and he can only be regarded as carving.

"It's all good, I didn't expect the Song family's carving skills to be so good!" Zhen Qian was a little against his will.

Several members of the Song family knew what Zhen Qian was thinking, and they also knew their own craftsmanship, so they hurriedly said, "Thank you for the master's compliment!" My Song family's most famous craft is imitation, if there is a template, you can imitate vividly, but unfortunately a good template is extremely difficult to find, otherwise the carved words will be better! ”

"Ugh! I didn't expect the Song family to have such a craft, that's great! ”

Zhen Qian's heart was ecstatic, originally he didn't have much hope for the Song family's carving skills, an ordinary carving craftsman's family, calligraphy can't be very high, but it is different to be able to imitate, although it is impossible to imitate the charm of calligraphy everyone, but the requirements for themselves are enough.

Thinking of this, Zhen Qian said again: "Tomorrow I will ask someone to send a few volumes of books, and you will carve them according to the words on them, but instead of these wooden sticks, use the whole hardwood plank instead, the size of each board is eight inches high, five inches wide, and half an inch thick.

Song Yi didn't know what Zhen Qian was going to do, anyway, Zhen Qian said he would do what he did, and he didn't know that the size Zhen Qian said was the standard size of books in later generations, but he still asked: "Master, what if the words on the wooden board are broken?" ”

"Then throw this board away and re-engrave it with a new one!"

"Ahh It's not too wasteful! Although he didn't need to pay for it, Song Yi still felt that it was a bit uncost-effective to do so, and reminded him.

Zhen Qian shook his head and said: "It's nothing, you have to pay a price for everything, practice makes perfect, you will always make a mistake the first time, and the probability of making a mistake will be reduced after you become proficient, and the carved wooden board can't be regarded as a waste, at least with some more experience!" ”

"Good! The old slave listens to the master's commands! ”

Zhen Qian didn't plan to tell Song Yi what he was going to do, maintaining a certain degree of mystery had unexpected benefits for his authority, once they knew their intentions, losing their mystery would be equivalent to losing their awe.

"By the way, will Uncle Song rub the film?"

Song Yi looked at Zhen Qian suspiciously, this kind of jumping question made him a little unable to turn around, and hurriedly said, "Yes!" Basically, every stone carver rubs the tablets, because after we carve the epitaphs for our guests, we have to keep a copy of the words on them, which is also one of the means by which we make a living."

"Good! That's great! Zhen Qian nodded with satisfaction, he didn't expect that the Song family was still versatile, and maybe this is how he came about because of his skills! patted Song Yi on the shoulder and said: "You live here first, and I will buy you a courtyard when I have the opportunity in the future, as long as your whole family helps me do things well, I will make your children a good person."

Song Yi knelt on the ground when he heard the "poof", pulled the whole family to kowtow to Zhen Qian, and said: "The old slave thanked the master, even if the master has something to do with the old slave, he just doesn't want to suffer this pair of children!" ”

"Get up!" Zhen Qian didn't like the way the ancients knelt down at every turn, and said: "Uncle Song, I will bring your two grandsons and granddaughters back to the Zhen Mansion first, teach them some things in the Zhen Mansion, and it will be of great use to stay by my side, can you agree?" ”

Song Yi was a little reluctant in his heart, but Zhen Qian didn't need to discuss this kind of thing with Song Yi at all, and it could be regarded as giving Song Yi a face. Song Yi thought about it, this is also an opportunity for his grandson and granddaughter, and he will have a day to get ahead after staying by Zhen Qian's side, which is much better than following him, so he nodded and agreed.

Zhen Qian took Song Yi's grandson and granddaughter with him, in addition to preparing to teach them some things, it was also a means of prevention, the heart of harming people must not be there, the heart of guarding against people is indispensable, he doesn't want to be betrayed again, this kind of thing is enough once.

"Well, I'll come here again after a while, and I hope you'll be able to carve a plank that satisfies me!"

Zhen Qian was about to leave, but Song Yi suddenly knelt down for Zhen Qian again, "Uncle Song, what are you doing here?" ”

This time Song Yi didn't get up from the ground, his eyes were full of pleading, and Zhen Qian was shocked when he saw it, and he didn't know what Song Yi wanted to do, "What do you have to stand up and say?" ”

"Master, there's something the old slave would like you to ask for your help with?"

Zhen Qian was a little unhappy in his heart, is this a threat? His face remained silent, and his tone became cold: "What is it, say it and listen to it?" ”

"The old slave didn't dare to have other ideas, but when he went into the city to buy things yesterday, he thought that there was a distant relative of the Song family in Zhending City, so he was ready to visit, who knew that he heard a bad news, my distant relative didn't know how to get into an official matter, and was now imprisoned in the county government, and he heard that he would be beheaded after the autumn, and asked the master to help meet him, and the old slave was grateful!"

So that's what happened!

Seeing that Song Yi didn't make any excessive requests, Zhen Qian's face softened, and he asked Song Yi about the situation of this distant relative, and after listening to it, he nodded and said, "I'll go back and inquire first, if there is any news that will be notified to you, you can wait for the news at home!" ”

Leaving Song Yi's residence, Zhen Qian asked Wang You to go to the county government to inquire about the situation of Song Yi's distant relatives, but he didn't take this matter to heart.