The four of them sat down in the pavilion in the backyard of the county government office. Two veterans brought in the grill and charcoal fire. Chen Cheng saw it and felt uncomfortable. He stood up and said, "Brothers, please wait a moment. I'll be back soon."

He walked into the room where he was placed, took out the rice wine, pepper, cumin, sesame, sesame oil and other items, put them in the box, and then took them out. When he got to the pavilion, Liu Bei said: "Xiandi...

..."

Chen Cheng quickly put down the box and said with a grimace: "Brother, can you stop saying these two words? It makes me feel numb. Why don't you just call me Chen Cheng."

Liu Bei was stunned for a moment and said: "How is this possible? Isn't it too rude to call him by his first name?"

He thought for a while and said: "Brother Xian said last time that he didn't have a nickname, how about Brother Yu give you one?"

Guan Yu stroked his beard and smiled, and Zhang Fei shouted: "Great!"

Chen Cheng said: "If we have a good relationship, my brother will give me a name."

Liu Bei said: "A good brother is named sincerity, and sincerity means integrity. How about not being honest in his words and writing?"

"Ahem," Chen Cheng coughed repeatedly. Fortunately, he didn't drink water, otherwise he would have spit it out. Wen Zheng... He had no intention of learning to shave his head. But having said that, the word "Wen Zheng" was quite good, so he couldn't help but think about it.

Desire to complain, he nodded and said with joy: "Then you will call me Wen Zheng."

He saluted Liu Bei and said, "Thank you, brother, for the words."

Liu Bei seemed to be very happy, and Guan Yu also gave Chen Cheng a rare smile. After a long time, Chen Cheng realized that the act of bestowing words represented a kind of closeness. When he accepted the gift from Liu Bei, he expressed

He regarded himself as a member of Liu Bei's group.

Zhang Fei shouted: "Wenzheng, what are you doing with that box?"

Chen Cheng opened the box, took out the cumin pepper powder and other things in the paper bag, and said, "I'm here to show you my skills today!"

He took the venison over, quickly blanched it, cut it, then brushed it with sesame oil and sesame sauce, and then grilled it on the grill. When Liu Bei saw it, he was surprised and said: "I didn't expect Wen Zheng to have such skills!"

In the eyes of scholars these days, chefs are jobs only for lowly people. "A gentleman cooks far away from home." Although this sentence did not originally mean this, there is absolutely no scholar-official who would cook in person. However, although Liu Bei once worked in Lu Zhi

He studied under a disciple, but he was not considered a scholar-official. When he was a child, his family was poor and he used to make a living by knitting straw sandals. Therefore, he was only surprised by Chen Cheng's barbecue skills, but he did not despise him.

Similarly, Guan Yu did not belong to the class of scholar-bureaucrats. When he was fleeing the country after killing people, he was still selling dates with a cart. Only Zhang Fei was upright and said loudly: "A real man should hold a sword and hold a sword, and take fame from the horse."

, what’s the use of learning these cooking skills?”

Chen Cheng smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, you don't know. Many things in this world are similar. There is an ancient saying: Managing a big country is like cooking small dishes. Managing a country is like cooking."

Zhang Fei's eyes widened and he shouted: "I don't study well, don't lie to me!"

Liu Bei asked in surprise: "I wonder which sage said this?"

"That's what I said."

"kindness?"

"Have you heard of the Tao Te Ching? I wrote it." Chen Cheng said while turning over the venison: "Governing a country is like cooking. You must control the heat. Use high heat when it is time to use high heat, and use small heat when it is time to heat up.

When using fire, use low heat. Don’t mix main ingredients and side dishes..."

Watching Chen Cheng talk freely, Liu Bei was even more surprised. He thought Chen Cheng was a martial artist, but he didn't know that he had such beauty in his belly?

"Wen Zheng is governing Huang-Lao's studies?"

Liu Bei asked: "Who do you want to learn from?"

In the early years of the Western Han Dynasty, Huang-Lao's school was very popular. However, since Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty "deposed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism", Huang-Lao's school gradually declined. In their era, it is basically impossible to pick up this

school,

Chen Cheng smiled and said, "There is no such thing as a master. They all just read and figure it out on their own."

Liu Bei pondered for a moment and said: "I'm afraid Huang Lao's learning will not be beneficial to today's world."

Chen Cheng agreed: "Yes, now is not the era of quietness and inaction, but we can still listen to what makes sense. Master Lu once said: As long as it is useful, I can use it for my own use. This is called the doctrine of usurpation.

.”

Liu Bei laughed and said, "Master Lu is quite interesting. Who is he from?"

Chen Cheng handed the roasted venison to Liu Bei first, and then said with a smile: "He died many years ago. The people in his hometown respected him at first, but then they said he was out of date, but I think a lot of what he said was true.

It all makes sense now.”

Liu Bei said sadly: "Why can't we meet him?"

Chen Cheng poured rice wine for the three of them, and cut a piece of venison for Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. He said: "Let's not talk about those things that make people renovate. Today, there is wine and today we will get drunk! Come, let me toast three brothers!"

Liu Bei and others raised their glasses and drank it all in one gulp. They felt that the wine was mellow and full of stamina, and soon there was a rush of heat in their stomachs going straight to their foreheads.

"Good wine," Zhang Fei ate the meat and drank the wine, his voice became even louder, he laughed loudly and said: "Wen Zheng, your hands are very steady when cutting the meat. Have you ever done this business of killing pigs and dogs before?

But your sword skills are not as good as yours, I think when we were in Zhuojun, we were much better at killing than you!"

Guan Yu also said: "The meat is indeed well cut and grilled."

Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were both pure warriors, and they ate a lot. They finished a piece of venison very quickly. Chen Cheng cut another piece of venison for each of them and said: "What does this mean? If I were to rule the world, I would be better than

This cuts better!”

Guan Yu stroked his beard and smiled, while Zhang Fei burst into laughter. When Liu Bei heard this, his heart moved, he raised his wine glass and said: "Today's banquet is to welcome Wen Zheng and wash away the dust, and to thank Wen Zheng for healing those in our army."

Wounded, please!"

After that, he raised his glass and drank another cup. The four of them talked about the past and the present, drank wine and ate meat, which was very unpleasant. After a while, one jar of wine was completely drunk, and Chen Cheng took out two more jars. Waiting for the two jars

When the wine was gone, he also ate a lot of venison. Because the plug-in was turned on, Chen Cheng drank a lot, and he could also use the transfer method. Not to mention three people, he could drink even thirty people.

I can drink and lie down.

"Brother Liu has been promoted to county magistrate. Doesn't he deserve a drink?"

"Today we are faced with things, tomorrow we will be the governor, and the day after tomorrow we will be the state pastor. Come, we wish Brother Liu a bright future!"

"Second Brother Guan has extraordinary martial arts skills. How can he be considered a prince of ten thousand households? He will definitely be remembered in history! Come, congratulate Second Brother Guan! Drink this cup to the full!"

"Brother Zhang... just drink. What are you doing with your mother-in-law and mother-in-law?"

Chen Cheng kept urging them to drink. He spoke nicely and said exactly what they were thinking. Liu Bei could not retreat, so he had to drink one cup after another. He could drink a lot of wine, but where was the rice wine that Chen Cheng brought out?

What can be compared with the drinks of this era? After drinking, Liu Bei's eyes went straight. Seeing that it was nothing, Guan Yu quickly blocked Chen Cheng.

After just two drinks, there was a loud sound next to him. When he turned around, he saw Liu Bei had fallen on the table.

Chen Cheng then gave up. He pushed away the desk in front of him, looked at Liu Bei's blushing face, smiled, and said: "I had a great time drinking today. Brother Guan and Brother Zhang will send Magistrate Liu back to rest first. We'll have a rest tomorrow."

Have more wine!”

Zhang Fei stood up, staggered, and smacked his lips, saying: "Good wine, good wine! A certain family has never been very convincing, but today it... burped...

..."

He waved his hand, and together with Guan Yu, he helped Liu Bei to the back hall. Mrs. Gan came out of the back hall, and when she saw Liu Bei smelling of alcohol, she hurriedly came up to her and said, "Why is my husband so drunk?"

Zhang Fei said loudly: "It's all Chen Cheng's fault... hiccup... he keeps toasting to eldest brother... hiccup..."

Guan Yu helped Liu Bei to the couch and said to Mrs. Gan: "Please sister-in-law make some sobering soup for my eldest brother to drink when he wakes up."

Mrs. Gan saluted and said, "I understand, second uncle, don't worry."

Guan Yu nodded, pulled Zhang Fei who was still shouting and left. Mrs. Gan looked at Liu Bei lying on the bed smelling of alcohol, sighed, took the towel from the hand of the maid, and wiped it carefully.

The next day, Liu Bei woke up from his hangover and felt a splitting headache. He straightened up from the couch, stared at the door, and for a moment couldn't remember who he was. A pair of icy cold eyes

The salesman came over from behind, pressed his forehead, and squeezed gently.

Liu Bei breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Drinking makes things worse, and you will definitely not do this again in the future!"

Mrs. Gan covered her mouth and smiled: "That's not what my husband said after he came back yesterday."

She imitated Liu Bei's voice and said: "Come, let's have another drink!"

Liu Bei smiled awkwardly, looked around and asked, "Where is Yun Changyide?"

Mrs. Gan said: "The two uncles are in the military camp."

"Where's Wen Zheng? He's the one who came yesterday."

"I heard that I also went to the military camp and said I was going to compete with Yide."

When Liu Bei heard this, his spirits were lifted and he said: "Since there is a martial arts competition, why don't you call me?"

After saying that, he hurriedly got up, washed himself in a hurry, got on his horse, and hurried to the military camp.

In the military camp, Zhang Fei was wearing a short robe and official boots. He put his hands on his hips and asked Chen Cheng, "What weapon do you want to use?"

Chen Cheng looked at the excited soldiers beside him, smiled, and said: "I use sword and shield...sword and shield."

"Sword and shield?" Zhang Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, then I will also use a sword and shield!"

The two put on their armor, picked up the wooden weapons used for training, and walked to the school grounds. From the appearance, Zhang Fei was undoubtedly much stronger than Chen Cheng. His arms were as thick as the latter's thighs, and it seemed that he could reach his arms just by stretching out his hand.

It could overturn the opponent's car, but Zhang Fei didn't see it that way. The moment Chen Cheng took the sword and shield, the hairs on his back stood up.

The shield protected the upper body, and the ring-headed sword rested on the shield. Apart from these, what Zhang Fei saw was only a pair of eyes that seemed to be burning. How could a man with such eyes be weak?

"Hey," Zhang Fei laughed, "quite interesting!"

The enemy is not weak, but so what? A certain family will only be stronger!
To be continued...