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Chapter 786 After a lot of calamity, I will never give up
Chapter 786 After a thousand calamities, I will never give up
Under the incredulous eyes of the stall owner, Yang Chen and Liu Fei walked straight towards the stall. The things they bought here were good, and it was the potted soup that Yang Chen had always liked.
Once on the earth, Yang Chen's income was not high, and he needed to save up money to prepare for the house and marriage. In normal times, he would save every penny he could, and he would never waste money recklessly.
Only when drinking canned soup, Yang Chen will show a rare kind of atmosphere. A bowl of canned soup usually costs five yuan, and if you eat some strong buns, add one piece, it is almost ten yuan .
Even so, Yang Chen would drink a bowl of canned soup every week, and this canned soup was a rare delicacy for him.
In those years, those green years, Yang Chen went to almost every pot soup shop in the county where he was.
Unknowingly, after drinking for many years, he has an indescribable feeling for jar soup.
Up to now, even though he has already cultivated to a high level, he can live under the breath and not eat the smoke and fire of the world, but when he sees this fragrant jar head, he still walks involuntarily.
"Boss, here is a bowl of canned soup, I want a big bowl!"
When we arrived at the stall, we found a table and sat down.
Many places on the table and the bench are greasy and don't look very clean.
Liu Fei said hurriedly, "Master, this place is not very clean, why don't we go to another place to eat?"
From Liu Fei's point of view, her master is a sage in the world, with a noble status, how could she eat in such a dirty place, if something wrong happens after eating, wouldn't it be too bad.
Even if there is nothing wrong with eating, people like Master shouldn't come to this place.
People in Confucianism and Taoism have distinct classes, and naturally there are distinctions between high and low.
In Liu Fei's view, this is the place where low class people come to eat, and it is very dirty and messy.
How powerful Yang Chen's thoughts are, in an instant, he had already understood Liu Fei's central thoughts, and frowned slightly.
And the owner of this stall, a middle-aged man with a plain face, also walked up with a somewhat panicked expression, and kept saluting towards Yang Chen, the words in his mouth were a bit intermittent, nervously speaking incoherently.
"This gentleman, this place is too simple. It is indeed not a place for him to eat. He is a scholar. He will be named on the gold list in the future. He is a master. It is really unbearable for me to eat at my place."
Yang Chen looked at Liu Fei and the store owner, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In this era, the concept of hierarchy is very serious, and it is placed on the bright side, unlike later generations, at least on the bright side of the law, which shows that everyone in the world is equal.
"Boss, you are joking. I am not a noble person. Earlier, I also ate the last meal without the next meal, and I didn't eat anything."
"You don't need to worry about him, even if you bring up the jar of soup, I can still lose your money. Opening the door to do business, there is no reason to push customers out."
Saying that, he took out some broken silver from his body and put it on the table.
"Bring me some of the delicious food from your stall."
The store owner was still a little hesitant, feeling in his heart that it must be the young master of that rich family who had never gone out, nor had he ever eaten on the side of the road.
Coming here to myself is probably just a novelty, after the freshness passes, naturally I won't come again.
Yang Chen was firm.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to go against it, and immediately made a jar of soup by himself, and also made a few dishes and sent them over.
Yang Chen's mind was calm, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Only Liu Fei, who felt awkward all over, looked at the food in front of him, but couldn't swallow it.
"Do you think the food here is dirty, or do you think the food here is not worthy of your distinguished status as a scholar?"
While drinking the pot of soup with relish, Yang Chen looked at his disciple Liu Fei who was sitting opposite him with a smile, and asked softly.
After hearing this, Liu Fei felt cold sweat dripping down her body.
"Master, what the apprentice said, is there something wrong?"
Yang Chen glanced at him lightly, with a slightly serious expression, and said, "If the sky crushes me and splits the day, if the earth arrests me and crushes the earth, we are born free, who would dare to be superior?"
"Disciple, in the world, all things and all spirits are equal, and no one can be superior. If you practice with the idea of always being superior to others, you will find a rare way in this life."
"I know that you have been psychic after being taught by the great Confucianism, and you have the Confucian and Taoist concepts of high and low in your bones, but it is unacceptable for such concepts to kill people."
"I hope you can pretend to be a different identity in the future, and experience different lives well. Only in this way can your cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism improve by leaps and bounds."
"Otherwise, in your life, you can at most become a great Confucianist, and it's impossible to go any further."
After being told by Yang Chen, although Liu Fei still had a lot of doubts in her heart, she also knew that she had angered her master, so she didn't dare to say much at the moment, she picked up a bowl of soup and drank it with her mouth open.
After taking this sip, Liu Fei suddenly felt a mouthful of turbid air, which diffused from his mouth into his body, as if what he was eating was not food, but a kind of garbage.
He has never eaten such an unpalatable food since drinking wind and meal dew after psychic communication. At least for him, this jar of soup is almost an unpalatable poison.
Suppressing the discomfort, Liu Fei slowly chewed the taste.
After a thousand calamities, you will never give up on practicing!
Only by experiencing all kinds of tastes in life and realizing the heat and cold of the world can one become a human being, and one can practice Confucianism and Taoism to the extreme.
Liu Fei learned the Tao from reading books. Although he has a human form, he doesn't have much human touch, because he has never experienced human life.
Regardless of how Liu Fei ate and drank.
Anyway, Yang Chen himself drank with relish, half-closed his eyes, enjoying it very much.
While eating, suddenly a group of people came in front of the stall. This group of people were not local hooligans or the like, but a group of scholars.
Scholars have a very high status in Dazhou, so I saw this group of scholars go straight to the front of the stall, proudly looking around, and said, "Yan Lao Liu, how many times have I told you, this time, our Dazhou is going to hold a poetry conference from all over the world." , the proud sons of many countries will come to our place to participate in the grand event."
"If you set up a stall in this place, it will affect the image of our country. You should withdraw quickly and pay a fine of 100 taels of silver. Don't set up a stall in Yujing City again. Let's forget about it. Otherwise, I will send you a letter If you hand it over to the government, you will not be offended."
(End of this chapter)
Under the incredulous eyes of the stall owner, Yang Chen and Liu Fei walked straight towards the stall. The things they bought here were good, and it was the potted soup that Yang Chen had always liked.
Once on the earth, Yang Chen's income was not high, and he needed to save up money to prepare for the house and marriage. In normal times, he would save every penny he could, and he would never waste money recklessly.
Only when drinking canned soup, Yang Chen will show a rare kind of atmosphere. A bowl of canned soup usually costs five yuan, and if you eat some strong buns, add one piece, it is almost ten yuan .
Even so, Yang Chen would drink a bowl of canned soup every week, and this canned soup was a rare delicacy for him.
In those years, those green years, Yang Chen went to almost every pot soup shop in the county where he was.
Unknowingly, after drinking for many years, he has an indescribable feeling for jar soup.
Up to now, even though he has already cultivated to a high level, he can live under the breath and not eat the smoke and fire of the world, but when he sees this fragrant jar head, he still walks involuntarily.
"Boss, here is a bowl of canned soup, I want a big bowl!"
When we arrived at the stall, we found a table and sat down.
Many places on the table and the bench are greasy and don't look very clean.
Liu Fei said hurriedly, "Master, this place is not very clean, why don't we go to another place to eat?"
From Liu Fei's point of view, her master is a sage in the world, with a noble status, how could she eat in such a dirty place, if something wrong happens after eating, wouldn't it be too bad.
Even if there is nothing wrong with eating, people like Master shouldn't come to this place.
People in Confucianism and Taoism have distinct classes, and naturally there are distinctions between high and low.
In Liu Fei's view, this is the place where low class people come to eat, and it is very dirty and messy.
How powerful Yang Chen's thoughts are, in an instant, he had already understood Liu Fei's central thoughts, and frowned slightly.
And the owner of this stall, a middle-aged man with a plain face, also walked up with a somewhat panicked expression, and kept saluting towards Yang Chen, the words in his mouth were a bit intermittent, nervously speaking incoherently.
"This gentleman, this place is too simple. It is indeed not a place for him to eat. He is a scholar. He will be named on the gold list in the future. He is a master. It is really unbearable for me to eat at my place."
Yang Chen looked at Liu Fei and the store owner, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
In this era, the concept of hierarchy is very serious, and it is placed on the bright side, unlike later generations, at least on the bright side of the law, which shows that everyone in the world is equal.
"Boss, you are joking. I am not a noble person. Earlier, I also ate the last meal without the next meal, and I didn't eat anything."
"You don't need to worry about him, even if you bring up the jar of soup, I can still lose your money. Opening the door to do business, there is no reason to push customers out."
Saying that, he took out some broken silver from his body and put it on the table.
"Bring me some of the delicious food from your stall."
The store owner was still a little hesitant, feeling in his heart that it must be the young master of that rich family who had never gone out, nor had he ever eaten on the side of the road.
Coming here to myself is probably just a novelty, after the freshness passes, naturally I won't come again.
Yang Chen was firm.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to go against it, and immediately made a jar of soup by himself, and also made a few dishes and sent them over.
Yang Chen's mind was calm, and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Only Liu Fei, who felt awkward all over, looked at the food in front of him, but couldn't swallow it.
"Do you think the food here is dirty, or do you think the food here is not worthy of your distinguished status as a scholar?"
While drinking the pot of soup with relish, Yang Chen looked at his disciple Liu Fei who was sitting opposite him with a smile, and asked softly.
After hearing this, Liu Fei felt cold sweat dripping down her body.
"Master, what the apprentice said, is there something wrong?"
Yang Chen glanced at him lightly, with a slightly serious expression, and said, "If the sky crushes me and splits the day, if the earth arrests me and crushes the earth, we are born free, who would dare to be superior?"
"Disciple, in the world, all things and all spirits are equal, and no one can be superior. If you practice with the idea of always being superior to others, you will find a rare way in this life."
"I know that you have been psychic after being taught by the great Confucianism, and you have the Confucian and Taoist concepts of high and low in your bones, but it is unacceptable for such concepts to kill people."
"I hope you can pretend to be a different identity in the future, and experience different lives well. Only in this way can your cultivation of Confucianism and Taoism improve by leaps and bounds."
"Otherwise, in your life, you can at most become a great Confucianist, and it's impossible to go any further."
After being told by Yang Chen, although Liu Fei still had a lot of doubts in her heart, she also knew that she had angered her master, so she didn't dare to say much at the moment, she picked up a bowl of soup and drank it with her mouth open.
After taking this sip, Liu Fei suddenly felt a mouthful of turbid air, which diffused from his mouth into his body, as if what he was eating was not food, but a kind of garbage.
He has never eaten such an unpalatable food since drinking wind and meal dew after psychic communication. At least for him, this jar of soup is almost an unpalatable poison.
Suppressing the discomfort, Liu Fei slowly chewed the taste.
After a thousand calamities, you will never give up on practicing!
Only by experiencing all kinds of tastes in life and realizing the heat and cold of the world can one become a human being, and one can practice Confucianism and Taoism to the extreme.
Liu Fei learned the Tao from reading books. Although he has a human form, he doesn't have much human touch, because he has never experienced human life.
Regardless of how Liu Fei ate and drank.
Anyway, Yang Chen himself drank with relish, half-closed his eyes, enjoying it very much.
While eating, suddenly a group of people came in front of the stall. This group of people were not local hooligans or the like, but a group of scholars.
Scholars have a very high status in Dazhou, so I saw this group of scholars go straight to the front of the stall, proudly looking around, and said, "Yan Lao Liu, how many times have I told you, this time, our Dazhou is going to hold a poetry conference from all over the world." , the proud sons of many countries will come to our place to participate in the grand event."
"If you set up a stall in this place, it will affect the image of our country. You should withdraw quickly and pay a fine of 100 taels of silver. Don't set up a stall in Yujing City again. Let's forget about it. Otherwise, I will send you a letter If you hand it over to the government, you will not be offended."
(End of this chapter)
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