When Liu Jing returned from the city, he did not go home. He went directly to his brother Liu Pan's residence at the address that Li Li had told him before.

There was an earthen wall between the place where Liu Pan worked and the official residence where he lived. It was much more convenient to get to and from work than Liu Jing. When Liu Jing arrived, he had already been waiting at home for a long time.

While Liu Pan invited Liu Jing into the house, he brought fruits and snacks. The snacks were snacks, which were made of rice mixed with honey, dates, water chestnuts, etc. into a cake shape, which was called misan essence. The fruits included dates and pears.

Liu Pan did not go into the kitchen. He had a mansion in Linxiang. All his morning and evening meals were delivered to the officials by slaves. On weekdays, only some fruits, snacks and the like were kept in the office for entertaining guests or midnight snacks.

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In the Han Dynasty, people mainly had two meals a day, but if they went to bed late, they would also eat something. So eight and nine o'clock in the evening were also called "night meals". There is a saying in "The Analects of Confucius" about "not eating from time to time". The great Confucian scholar

Zheng Xuan's annotation: "No time, no morning, no evening, no food during the day." It points out three meal times a day.

Liu Jing had eaten Hu biscuits at noon and was not too hungry at this time. He only ate a few dates as a token and chatted with Liu Pan about what he saw and heard in the market today and the trivial matters in the official residence.

Although Liu Jing and Liu Pan were of the same generation, there was an age difference of more than ten years. In addition, the latter had a reputation for being a man of integrity and a rigorous personality. When dealing with him, one always felt constrained.

Liu Jing could talk endlessly when facing Zhuge Liang, but he had to rack his brains when talking to Liu Pan, so he left quickly.

All the way back home, Liu Jing lit the stove and started preparing dinner. He was only going to cook one dish tonight. He chose among the ingredients, and finally chose mushrooms, bamboo shoots and fatty pork to make a simple mushroom soup.

, and rich in nutrients.

Compared with modern times, there are still fewer vegetables to choose from.

Liu Jing was halfway sighing when he suddenly remembered something: bean sprouts, a vegetable that had not yet appeared in the Han Dynasty but was extremely easy to obtain.

Just soak the soybeans in water for a day, then put them in a container and cover them. After four or five days, you can eat fresh and delicious bean sprouts.

In his previous life, he had a difficult life as a boy, and he spent a lot of time growing bean sprouts at home.

After dinner, Liu Jing immediately took out the soybeans, washed them, put them in a clay pot, and placed them in a cool place.

Not long after I finished my work, a visitor came to my door. The visitor was no stranger to Liu Jing, but Huan Yi, who had met him once.

Huan Yi was a very talented man. He was valued by Sun Jian, the then governor of Changsha, when he was fifteen or sixteen years old. He is only twenty-three years old this year.

He is slightly taller than his brother Huan Jie, has a white face, short moustache, parted eyebrows, and piercing eyes. Anyone who sees him will think that he is a gentleman.

The two brothers Huan Yi and Huan Jie have very different personalities. Huan Jie is principled and flexible, and can be described as both strong and soft; Huan Yi has a square personality and would rather bend than bend.

As the saying goes: "Character determines destiny", it is logical that Huan Jie will achieve higher achievements in the future.

Huan Yi said: "I took a rest yesterday and happened to miss you. When I came back today, I heard that I have become my neighbor on the same level. This really makes me overjoyed."

Liu Jing nodded and said, "I see. No wonder the door of your house is locked. Please sit down."

Speaking of which, the work of the two people is somewhat related. Huan Yi is the Jin Cao. The Duke Jin Cao is mainly responsible for currency, salt and iron matters, while the County Jin Cao does not care about salt and iron, but only money and cloth.

There is a saying that "Cang Cao collects people's rent" and "Jin Cao collects market rent". The functions of Jin Cao and the market supervisor overlap slightly.

Of course, Huan Yi could only control the city man who collected the market rent, but he could not control his head.

The relationship between the two was far from close, and they were not easy to communicate with each other. Huan Yi sat for a while and then left. There is still a long time to come. If both parties are willing to make friends, they will eventually become friends.

As the sky gradually darkened, Liu took the oil lamp in the scenic spot and opened the book of Han. This time he did not continue the progress of yesterday, but skipped directly to "The Biography of Zhuge Feng" and read it carefully three times. As long as he could get closer to Zhuge Liang,

relationship, he is willing to try any method.

When he was tired from reading, Liu Jing took a short rest, then slowly studied ink and practiced calligraphy. Now he mainly focuses on Yan style regular script and running script, and gave up all other calligraphy styles. A person's energy is limited, so he must know how to choose.

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"Sun Tzu said: The military is a major event of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. Therefore, the classics use five things to calibrate them and find out their feelings: one is Tao, two is Heaven, and three is

Earth, the fourth is general, the fifth is law. The Taoist..."

What Liu Jing wrote was "The Art of War". This military book written by Sun Wu, with only a few thousand words, can be called the most dazzling treasure of ancient Chinese military cultural heritage, covering the entire East Asia and the world.

It also has great influence.

There are so many famous sentences in "The Art of War" that anyone can say a few, but there are very few people who have actually read "The Art of War", and Liu Jing is no exception.

Living in troubled times, one cannot but read "The Art of War" by Sun Tzu. As the saying goes, "It is better to write once by hand than to read it a thousand times." Liu Jing thought this sentence was very reasonable, and he did so.

As soon as he entered "Ren Ding", Liu Jing immediately stopped practicing calligraphy and reading. This was the rule he set for himself. Reading at night is the most harmful to eyesight. If he becomes a myopic patient with "blurred eyes", it will be too late to regret it by then.

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The next day, Liu Jing went to the market with high expectations. Unfortunately, after waiting for a whole morning, Zhuge Liang still didn't show up. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Zhuge Liang could not come to the market every day to buy medicine. It would be good to come once every three to five days, but he couldn't help but fantasize in return.

At noon, Liu Jing went to D Nu's cake stall again to buy cakes to satisfy his hunger.

When the dwarf slave saw him, he bowed respectfully and called him "Mr. Liu."

It turned out that he had overheard the conversation between Liu Jing and Brother Zhuge Liang yesterday, and learned that the person in front of him was the "virtuous Liu Jun" who has been talked about frequently in Changsha recently.

Liu Jing nodded with a smile, and ordered four pieces of biscuits like yesterday. Nothing happened, so he chatted with the dwarf. Unexpectedly, he found that this dwarf with a funny appearance actually spoke well and behaved very politely. He was very happy.

Surprised, he couldn't help but asked bluntly: "Observe your words and deeds, you are not a vulgar person. Could it be that you have read the scriptures?"

"Liu Jun hit the mark," the dwarf slave said truthfully: "The villain was born different from ordinary people. Because of his poor family, he was sold as a slave to a big Luoyang merchant passing through Changsha when he was young. Although the villain is physically weak, his mind is still strong.

Being somewhat smart, the master asked me to write a short history of the young master. When the young master was in elementary school, the villain was his companion, and he gradually began to learn to read..."

"No wonder he knows how to make Hu cakes. It turns out he lived in Luoyang." Liu Jing couldn't help but feel surprised.

It is well known that Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was fond of Hu clothes, Hu tents, Hu beds, Hu seats, Hu rice, Hu harps, Hu flutes, Hu dances... and he liked all novel things related to the Hu people. As the saying goes, 'What is good for the superiors will be better for the descendants.

Yan', the nobles in Kyoto followed suit, causing Luoyang's fashion to change.

Liu Jing asked curiously: "Then why did you return to Changsha to sell cakes?"

"Dong Zhuo moved his capital to Chang'an and lacked military resources, so he allowed his subordinates, Qiang and Hu, to plunder. The owner of the house was a wealthy family in Luoyang. The thieves broke into the mansion and killed all the master's family, including the slaves and maids.

The little man was short in stature and had to crawl into a dog hole to survive. He returned to his hometown the year before last."

Even though five years have passed, whenever this past event is mentioned, Dwarf slaves still get tears in his eyes.

"The villain has lost his temper. Please don't blame me, Mr. Liu." The dwarf slave wiped the corners of his eyes in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, there was such a tortuous story behind a dwarf selling cakes. Liu Jing sighed in his heart: "Five years have passed, and I still miss my old master. It turns out that he is a very affectionate person. Who can bear to blame him?"

Woolen cloth."

Then he said solemnly: "We have been chatting for so long, and I still don't know my surname. I'm rude."

The dwarf slave looked at Liu Jing blankly, confused for a moment. What's his name? What's his name?

It seems that since he can remember, everyone has called him "dwarf slave", including his parents and brothers, and no one cares whether he has a name or not.

Although his parents didn't give him a name, he actually had a name. After he became literate, he named himself Guan, which means "Guanzhe", which means "Guanzhe".

, something you long for but can never get.
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