What to do with a full-scale life

In the morning, Brother Zhang hadn't waited for the prince of Liao Kingdom to come, but Su Dongpo and Huang Tingjian came. They came here to ask Brother Zhang to comment...

What is the reason for the evaluation? Whose handwriting is better...

Su Dongpo drank too much last night, in order to take care of Huang Tingjian's face, he gave up on calligraphy, but today he got more and more angry, so he asked Huang Tingjian to make a theory, but although Huang Tingjian admitted that he was not as good as Su Dongpo in terms of poetic talent, he could not agree with him when it came to writing.

Then the two started to pull each other up, and then they wanted to find someone to judge, but who in the world deserves to judge them?One is the official family, but Su Zhe is still an official in the court...Su Shi has shame, but he has just come back from exile and was brought back by his younger brother, and how unlucky is Su Shi's younger brother who is a big injustice?

After all, if you really go to the officials to judge, the officials will not be able to say "difficult to tell? Then don't tell the difference" when they hear that the two of them are in front of the emperor because of this kind of forced incident, and then send them to Leizhou and the other to Qiongzhou...

So the official way can't go, it's a pity that Yan Shu is no longer here, if Yan Shu is still there, he can do it too.In fact, Ouyang Xiu can do it too, but that is Su Shi’s teacher. It’s not easy to judge this kind of teacher, because if he says Su Shi won, people will say that he is doing favoritism. If he says Huang Tingjian won, Su Shi can’t stand it.

As for the others, as far as their cultural attainments were concerned, Su Dongpo really didn't pay attention to them, and Anshi, the Gougou Bawang, was even more of a stinky chess basket, unworthy or unworthy.

So at this moment, the only person who can judge the quality of the two is Zhang Zhifu from Yuhang Prefecture.

Although Zhang Zhifu usually doesn't have time to sing flowers and admire the moon, it is well known that his good calligraphy is really good. Even Su Shi and Huang Tingjian can't find any faults if they look at it together.

So even though Brother Zhang is not well-known in the literary world, his good handwriting is still very prestigious in the circle, so the two of them rushed to come to Brother Zhang early in the morning with a hangover and a headache to judge.

"You guys."

Brother Zhang was eating when they rushed in. A simple bowl of pumpkin porridge, some pickles and moldy tofu from the restaurant yesterday constituted Brother Zhang's breakfast.

"Let's eat something together first."

They had met before, because at least Su Shi and Huang Tingjian were officials of the imperial court, and it was unreasonable not to visit the pier when they came to their territory, and the fifth-rank prefect was higher than both of them.

"Zhong Pu, come and judge us both!"

Brother Zhang’s background is a child without a father and no mother, so his character was bestowed by the emperor himself as an old father-in-law. It is hoped that he will be a middle-aged man, universal in the world and not biased.

Brother Zhang asked for some pumpkin porridge for the two great immortals to eat. After all, they still have the energy to fight here after being hungover. It's really...

After taking a mouthful of pumpkin porridge, Su Shi let out a sigh, then took a few more bites of side dishes, and then finished the porridge in the bowl in two or three bites: "One more bowl."

"This pumpkin is so sweet? I remember that pumpkins are all choked with powder and chaff? How can they be so moist and sweet?"

"Well, it's a variety improved by Yuhang. I think you must like it." Brother Zhang put down the bowl: "Is it okay?"

Su Shi wants to be ten years older than Brother Zhang, but he is free and easy by nature and doesn’t care about his age. After Brother Zhang asked him, he didn’t put on an air of hypocrisy: “Well, I claim to know how to eat, but I’m still not as good as you, Zhong Pu. I’m such a delicious ghost, but I just pick up and eat things that other people don’t eat. How many times have you eaten herring with a layer of oily water in its belly?"

Brother Zhang waved to the people behind him, and then he said, "Bring the canned fruit and beef jerky for the two adults to taste."

"What?" Huang Tingjian was taken aback: "Beef?"

He is now a farm pusher in Yuhang, and his teeth trembled when he heard the word "beef"... After having that iron ox in the past few years, private slaughtering of farm cattle has become a common practice, but this is all done in secret, but today he appeared on the magistrate's dining table in a grand manner, it must be fatal.

Soon the canned fruit and beef jerky arrived. The canned fruit contained peaches. Su Shi first took a piece and put it in his mouth. After chewing for a while, his eyes lit up: "Mmm! Peaches from Dangshan!"

After Huang Tingjian heard about it, he also ate a piece. After eating it, he felt that the peach flesh was soft, glutinous and sweet, with a slight sour taste. The peach flavor was rich and full of fragrance.But when he thought that it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he could still eat such fresh and tender peaches, he, who was not very fond of food, felt surprised.

"How is this..." Su Shi, on the other hand, was a little incoherent: "The peaches in Dangshan will rot and become bitter within two or three days after landing, and they can't be transported out of the local area. I was lucky enough to eat it a few times when I passed by Dangshan when I was demoted.

"It's called canned food." Brother Zhang said with a smile, "I let people pass the canning technology to Dangshan, and helped them open the first canning factory. Now the peaches from their side can be shipped out easily. You can try this can again."

Zhang Ge took out another can, although it was still peaches, but the shape of the bottle was a little different. Su Shi and Huang Tingjian ate another piece, and then they looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes. Compared with the previous can, although the original taste of peaches was a bit less in this can, the sweetness was more plentiful, without the sour taste, and the mouthfeel was fragrant and sweet.

"Don't you want this juice? I can eat it if you don't want it."

Su Dongpo said, holding his head up and holding tons of cans, he drank the sugar juice inside, and the question he asked was superfluous at all...he didn't intend to keep it for others.

Anyone who can eat loves canned soup, no matter where they are.

After finishing drinking, Mr. Dongpo smacked his lips, satisfied.Then he didn't care what the beef was, he grabbed one and put it in his mouth. As soon as he put it in his mouth, he felt that the beef was hard, so hard that it hurt his teeth.But as he chewed slowly, the fresh, salty and spiced flavors of beef jerky began to overflow from his lips and teeth.

That is to say, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes. If you have another jug ​​of wine at this moment, it will be a perfect match.

Huang Tingjian watched Su Shi gnawing beef jerky like a dog gnawing on a bone. As a farm official, he couldn't help but picked up one. He frowned at the beginning, but after a while, his eyes widened and he ate it with disbelief.

"This is dried meat brought over from the grassland. The nomads over there have formed a settlement and are now vigorously developing the breeding industry. It is inconvenient to transport beef and mutton here, so they made jerky. It takes three catties of beef to make one catty of jerky. How do you feel?"

Brother Zhang urgently needs a foodie like Su Shi to try it out, because his publicity is the best advertisement, and if the advertisement is in place, more people will buy it, and the more people will buy it, the income on the grassland will increase, and the income on the grassland will increase, and there will naturally be more people raising cattle and sheep. By then, everyone will be busy making money, so who cares about the war?

"I have eaten jerky before. It was dry and difficult to swallow. There is no oil or salt, and it is unpalatable. But this jerky is full of fragrance and leaves a fragrance on my lips and teeth. It is a bit difficult to eat, but it is still full. One or two sticks can barely cover a meal."

Su Shi pondered for a while and then commented: "This should be first stir-fried with butter, then add spices and salt, and then hang the half-dried beef in a cool place to dry. The beef made in this way is full of oil, dry but not firewood, good meat, good meat, and good meat."

As he spoke, he grabbed the beef jerky and stuffed it into his pocket: "I'm getting old, and my body is not good. I should prepare more. Zhongpu won't mind, right?"

Looking at the face of the world's number one writer, Brother Zhang laughed out loud, and then ordered someone to bring over ten catties of dried meat, which he shared between the two of them: "You guys do me a little favor."

"It's easy to talk, Zhong Pu just opens his mouth."

"More publicity and more promotion, so that people on the grassland can have a good year."

Su Shi tilted his head and looked at Brother Zhang: "The grassland is not new year, is it?"

"It will happen later."

Hearing these five words, Su Shi trembled and frowned, but he quickly regained his composure. He stood up and cupped his hands at Brother Zhang: "Then I will leave this matter to me, but when the time comes, please write it down in Zhongpu's credit book."

"Great history will remain."

After such a toss, Uncle Su actually forgot to be judged, and Brother Zhang finally let go of this trouble. After all, it is said that Wen Wu is the first.

It was about an hour after these two super-talented men who were not doing their jobs and left with food and money, that the Crown Prince of Liao Kingdom came to visit with his sister.

Brother Zhang didn't talk nonsense, and took the two of them to visit the factory and the experimental field. Today, the crown prince of the Liao Kingdom is working hard and planning to study here for a while. After all, this is also a very important opportunity for the Liao Kingdom.

The first stop of the three of them came to the textile factory, watching the huge textile machine rattle and rattle, and the technician next to them demonstrated safety demonstrations while explaining to them.

Then it's experience time.

Both Yelu brothers and sisters changed into worker's clothes and began to stand in front of the loom. At first they were full of confidence, thinking that this kind of thing was nothing more than that...

But less than half an hour later, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on the foreheads of the two of them, but these beads of sweat could not drip onto the printed cloth rolls, they could only be wiped off with a sleeve.

In just two hours, the two of them couldn't stand it any longer, they began to crumble, and the battle became unstable. If it wasn't for a brother Zhang who was watching by the side with sharp eyes and quick hands, Yelu Tribainen's little hand would have been caught in the wheel.

"Okay, take a break and go to the next factory."

The two princes and princesses of them are as tired as puppies now, sitting there unable to speak, just humming and humming, pouring water, ton ton ton, and only after half a pot of cold water did they regain some vitality.

And then they came to the second factory, which is the legendary steel factory. Because they had not received on-the-job training, they were not allowed to approach the steelmaking furnace. After all, if that thing accidentally fell into it, it would really become Terminator 2.

But it was a job of tying steel bars, and the two of them worked slower than a snail, especially the little sister Yelu, who was almost exhausted and went through menopause in her teens. If her brother was not pressing her down, she would have to jump into the pool behind to take a bath without looking good.

But in the end he is the one who will inherit the throne. Xiao Jun is really awesome. Although his hands are blistered and worn out, he still puts on his gloves and clenches his teeth. The gloves are half dyed red, so he is called to stop by Brother Zhang.

It was almost noon now, and Brother Zhang didn't make any special preparations, so he took them to the cafeteria in the factory, and had a big pot meal with those who they considered inferior.

This thing is better than what they usually eat, that is, pig manure, but the two of them ate like dogs fighting for a trough, and they ate a big bowl, and it wasn't even enough to make another bowl to be full.

If you don’t talk about reforming people through labor, usually a romantic person will have no bullshit after working on the assembly line for a day. After lunch break, Brother Zhang woke up the two siblings who were sleeping against the wall: “Your Highness, it’s time to go to the fields.”

Today's task is to pick cotton... because the cotton here is intended to be planted in the Liao country, so I let the two of them pick it today.

Brother Zhang watched them put cotton into the big frame while explaining the importance of cotton, and that this batch of cotton would be fully promoted in the Liao Kingdom in the next year or two. At this moment, the two highnesses under the scorching sun didn't even listen to the fart.

"If you want a country to prosper, poetry and songs are not enough. They are picked out one by one and hammered out with a hammer. I hope that the two highnesses will remember the pain of today."

Brother Zhang stood beside him with his hands behind his back and said: "Labor is not fun and can't be played. It is a noble, rigorous and great thing. I hope that the two Highnesses can agree with this sentence from the bottom of their hearts. Otherwise, the Liao Kingdom will soon become a second-rate country and will eventually be destroyed by itself."

Neither of the two young men said a word, they just gritted their teeth and persisted. The pride of belonging to the royal family prevented them from giving up halfway, but they were really reaching their limit...