Handfuls of beef kebabs were served, and the Nantian family members were very excited to eat beef.
The Japanese Empire had cows, but there were also dead ones that could be eaten.
The Japanese Empire had even more cows than the Tang Dynasty.
On average, dozens of households had one cow, and there were many people in one household.
When the cows died of old age, illness, or accidents, they couldn't bear to eat them. Just like in the Tang Dynasty, they would first report to the authorities and then sell them.
The current Japanese Empire didn't have Li Yi's beef. In order to double the quality, they spent ten times the cost and then sold the beef for a hundred times the price.
In the Tang Dynasty, the people basically couldn't eat beef. It was all eaten by the rich.
Now, if they spent some money, they could at least eat beef kebabs.
They could eat water buffaloes, but there weren't any here. How much would it cost to kill water buffaloes and eat their meat?
Kill water buffaloes, transport beef, and send an urgent report ten miles away? Even more expensive!
The Nantian family members thought that they had enjoyed something they shouldn't have. When they ate the kebabs, they all looked solemn.
As they were eating, Zhong Shaojing came with the child.
Meng Haoran smiled and greeted, "Lan Bao, you're here to eat kebabs too?"
"I thought you went back to sleep. This … Oh, Vice President Zhong, let's eat together."
Lan Bao greeted them. He knew them, and he was prepared to treat a few more. They weren't outsiders.
"Put the bill on me. The Calligraphy Association organized the event. I'll ask Li Yi to reimburse me later."
In order to dispel other people's concerns, Zhong Shaojing said that he would let Li Yi spend money, but in fact, he would pay.
"This is …" The Nantian family members looked at Zhong Shaojing. They didn't know him, but they understood that he had a special status.
Abenaka Maru introduced, "Vice President Zhong Shaojing of the Tang Dynasty Calligraphy Publicity and Research Cooperation Association."
After that, he saw that the Nantian family members were still confused, so he added, "The Li Family Zhuangzi newspaper, exchange coupons, and Tang Dynasty dictionary. The words on them are all written by Vice President Zhong."
The Nantian family members stood up to show their respect.
Those words were written by this person? What kind of status was this?
"It's just my humble work. It's all thanks to His Majesty, Li Yi, and my colleagues." Zhong Shaojing spoke in a fluent Japanese Empire accent.
He was able to become the chancellor's assistant not only because of his good handwriting, but also because of his background.
He was someone who could be a high-ranking official under several emperors. If he only said that his calligraphy was good, why would he ask Li Longji if he was willing? He asked Li Bai if he felt wronged.
Li Longji even gave Zhong Shaojing the position of Minister of Revenue. It was Yao Chong who didn't like Zhong Shaojing, so Li Longji took Zhong Shaojing away.
Yao Chong couldn't stand Wei Zhigu, so Wei Zhigu was crippled.
Yao Chong didn't like Zhang Shuo. Zhang Shuo was done.
Yao Chong didn't say anything, and Lu Huaishen was also the assistant to the Grand Chancellor, so he didn't interfere.
Li Longji tested many county magistrates and found that many of those who failed were reported by Zhang Jiuling.
Zhang Jiuling only got rid of the assistant minister of the Ministry of Personnel, but didn't touch Yao Chong at all. Thus, he resigned in anger and went home to build roads.
After Yao Chong was dealt with, Zhang Shuo rose again. Zhang Jiuling became the Grand Chancellor, and Zhong Shaojing returned to the court.
Unfortunately, Wei Zhigu and Lu Huaishen died.
Thus, Zhong Shaojing wasn't bad at all! He was always in a small circle.
The Nantian family members didn't know about Zhong Shaojing's past. They only worshipped his handwriting.
They felt that Zhong Shaojing was pitiful, but Zhong Shaojing's family had hundreds of works by famous artists like Wang Xizhi, Wang Xianzhi, Ouyang Xun, Yu Shinan, Xue Ji, Chu Suiliang, and so on.
As for the manuscripts of his ancestors, there were even more.
If he sold any of them, he could buy a house in Chang 'an.
Even when he was at his lowest, he was still richer than Lu Huaishen when he was at his peak. They weren't even on the same level.
"Can we learn?" the Nantian family members asked Nantian Kazuko with expectant gazes.
"Yes! Recently, we've been preparing to hold an exchange event between the two countries. We'll talk about four aspects.
First, make friends through literature. A bosom friend in the sea is like a neighbor from afar! Distance is never a problem.
Second, communicate through emotions. The beauty of words lies in the emotions contained in them. Words with emotions move, and words without emotions are thin.
Third, seek the same things in painting. Seek the stillness of shades, seek the richness of colors, the rotation of the sun and moon, and the absence of worries in the galaxy.
Fourth, sail the boat with your heart, and be gentle in your dreams. Look back at the years without sorrow, and listen to the konghou quietly. "
Zhong Shaojing, who used to be the head of the secretariat, felt that saying these words was embarrassing and unliterary.
He was afraid that the Japanese Empire wouldn't understand if he was too literary. The essence of language was communication.
The Nantian family members were intoxicated by his words. So there were so many things about calligraphy?
"How do we participate?" Tengyuan Ma Yang helped to ask. He wanted the envoys to get close to him.
"This … In the next few days, ask the Li Family Zhuangzi's Li Yi for the details."
Zhong Shaojing was only thinking about one, two, three, four, and so on the spur of the moment. He usually read the newspapers and came up with these ideas on a whim.
If he was asked to do it immediately, he would also be numb!
But it didn't matter. There was nothing wrong with pushing a pole and pushing it to Li Yi.
…
Li Yi was now walking and walking. He saw a group of people eating there.
The Winged Knights didn't warn them or chase them away. This meant that there was no problem.
When he got closer, he saw that they were all farmers from the Imperial Plantation. They were also eating. The weather was hot, and the night was boring.
There was beer and other things. He could drink some and take it as a half-day break. He just had to wake up before noon tomorrow.
Three flat-bottomed oil pots, or rather, oil troughs, were placed there. There were people standing beside them, frying skewers.
There were dried tofu rolls, dried tofu, stir-fried beans, small skewers of beef, lamb, and pig, and large skewers of chicken fillet and steak.
There were also eggplants, cowpeas, pork belly, and other fried skewers. None of them were roasted.
Two Winged Knights stood beside each trough to prevent the puppets from causing trouble.
"Why aren't they roasting?" Su Yi asked from the bottom of his heart. He was puzzled.
"They shrink after roasting and increase in volume after frying. When the shredded meat slips in the oil pot, the shredded meat will become thicker.
If the shredded meat is roasted, it will be gone in a few seconds.
If you want it, you can only marinate it in advance, soak it in water, and then roast it.
A normal skewer of mutton will shrink by a third or more when roasted. It depends on the freshness of the mutton.
The same amount of mutton, cut into small strips and fried, can reach three times the volume of roasted mutton.
They eat at night to drink, not to fill their stomachs. That's why they fry it. "
Li Yi understood the thoughts of the Imperial Plantation's people as soon as he saw the situation. If they didn't pursue profit, then there would naturally be other factors.
The Imperial Plantation's people didn't spend money to drink beer or eat meat. It wasn't that they didn't spend money, but they did spend money.
Under such circumstances, they still fried it. It was definitely because they wanted to drink beer and chat. They didn't fry it for half a day. Everyone drank and occasionally ate fried broad beans.
Seeing a leaf fall tells the age of the year. It wasn't a joke. The falling leaves tell the fall of autumn.
This was reflected in life through observation and understanding. Li Yi didn't know the situation when he first arrived, but he understood with a glance.
People's actions were purposeful, especially when it came to group sex.
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