Little Detective of the Tang Dynasty: What to do if you are beheaded at the beginning?

Seeing this beautiful scene, Di Renjie couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity that Minister Yan passed away too quickly and couldn't enjoy this good show."

Song Zhen glanced at him: "You think Minister Yan has lived too long, right?"

Di Renjie was stunned, and then the two smiled at each other.

Since this case was purely based on Song Zhen's modern medical knowledge, there was no case reasoning, so Di Renjie didn't help much.

The mystery of Huichunfang came to an end.

In order to thank Song Zhen and Di Renjie for their efforts, Miss Xia He spent a lot of money to entertain them in Huichunfang.

It shouldn't cost much, after all, there is an internal employee price.

Miss Xia He picked up the wine glass and stared at Song Zhen deeply.

"Anu, thank you two gentlemen for saving my life!" Her voice choked, and she knelt down with a plop.

Seeing this, Song Zhen quickly helped her up: "Hey, please get up quickly, this is my duty, no need to be so polite."

Ms. Chunhua said with a sweet smile: "Sister Xia He, how can you thank me with your mouth without any practical actions?"

"?" Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Are you playing the trick of promising yourself to me?

Hearing what Miss Chunhua said, Miss Xia He blushed. She glanced at Song Zhen inconspicuously, and seeing that he was serious, she quickly lowered her eyes.

"Ms. Xia He, what are your plans for the future?"

Xia He was stunned, she shook her head, what else could she plan?

Behind her stood a group of hungry children, so she had to work harder.

However, because her last guest died in her room, many male guests were very shy, and no one came for several days.

Song Zhen picked up a piece of sashimi, held it in his mouth and said vaguely: "Have you ever thought about transformation?"

"What is transformation?"

"From selling your body instead of your art, to selling your art instead of your body."

Miss Xia He hesitated. It was true that she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she was even very good at singing, dancing and playing musical instruments. She was simply an all-round player.

However, the realization of these skills was too slow.

If you only perform in Huichunfang, you can basically only get a fixed salary.

It's different to go out and receive customers. You can get 70% of the remuneration, and you can get commissions after reaching a certain number of times.

In the brothels of the Tang Dynasty, there was basically no forced prostitution of good women.

If you want to make a lot of money, then learn from Miss Xia He.

Speaking of which, Miss Xia He's first time was to lose her virginity to a heartless man.

This guy ate and lived for free in Huichunfang for several months, and finally left without returning.

As a result, Miss Xia He no longer believed in the bullshit love at first sight, and they met by chance from then on.

Miss Chunhua stood up and wanted to toast, but Song Zhen waved his hand and said that he didn't drink.

It's not that he doesn't like to drink, but...

The wine in the Tang Dynasty was too hard to drink.

In this era, due to the backward brewing technology, only turbid wine can be drunk.

As the name suggests, it is turbid wine.

How turbid is it?

Turbid wine uses grain as raw material, and the wine brewed is actually light green and turbid. The key is that there is a layer of weird impurities floating on the surface.

It tastes like no postmodern strong aroma or sauce aroma, only a light wine flavor mixed with sourness.

The first time Song Zhen drank Tang Dynasty wine, he vomited immediately. The taste was strange, and there was a foreign body feeling after entering the mouth. It was simply unbearable.

Maybe someone will say that I am making it up.

Look at Bai Juyi's poem "Green ants and new wine, red clay stove."

Green ants are the green foam and wine dregs floating on the water, you taste it carefully.

After talking about wine, let's talk about tea in the Tang Dynasty.

It's a damn dark dish. Song Zhen, as a native of Guangxi Province, can't stand it even if he has drunk oil tea.

It's mainly because they like to add everything to it.

How can Song Zhen satisfy his appetite without drinks?

That is to drink mountain spring water. The Tang Dynasty was not like later generations. The mountain spring water was all natural and pollution-free, and it was sweeter than Nongfu Spring.

Don't say, it's really intoxicating after drinking it.

Although the drinks are not good, the dishes are still very delicious. In addition to the single cooking method, they are basically either steamed or boiled.

Especially pasta, wontons and dumplings are simply a must.

Since there are many Buddhists in the Tang Dynasty, Buddhists naturally cannot eat meat, so they figured out a bunch of strange vegetarian foods.

With the introduction of Hu Bing, the staple food of the Tang people was basically noodles.

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After eating and drinking, Song Zhen secretly pulled Miss Xia He into a room, causing her heart to beat like a deer.

When Song Zhen saw that she blushed again, he knew that this little girl had misunderstood.

He explained: "Young lady, don't misunderstand me. I came to you this time to ask you a serious question. Are you determined to transform?"

"Sell art but not your body?" Miss Xia He smiled bitterly,If it weren't for the pressure of life, who would be willing to exchange their body for cheap silver?

"I know what you are hesitating about, but you can rest assured. What others can do, I can do. And what I can do, others will never do." Song Zhen patted his chest. There was no way, brother was so confident.

Confidence comes from the brilliant civilization of 1,400 years.

"Then Anu, I believe in the young man." Miss Xia He smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth, her branches trembling, and the waves undulating.

Song Zhen couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then he put on a serious expression and said.

"Can you play music?"

"Yes."

"Can you sing?"

"Yes."

"Can you dance?"

"Yes."

Song Zhen was stunned: "How come you can do everything?"

"Hehe." His silly look made Miss Xia He tremble again.

"Please show me a show first."

Miss Xia He nodded, she adjusted her dress a little, and began to dance gracefully, her eyes were always on him, never leaving.

It must be said that although the dance movements are not complicated, they are elegant, graceful, and charming.

Song Zhen deeply understood it.

What is "Spring night is short and the sun rises high, and the king will not attend the court early from now on."

"I have two songs here, listen to them."

Song Zhen picked up the pipa, closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, he instantly entered the state.

The light and pleasant sound of the piano danced at his fingertips and echoed in the room.

Then, Song Zhen raised his head and smiled at Miss Xia He. His right fingertips gently tapped his face, and he plucked the strings three times in a row.

This bold technique surprised Miss Xia He and widened her eyes.

But soon, she was driven by the cheerful rhythm of the music.

Song Zhen played the otaku's divine song "Pure Land of Bliss".

He won the prize in the competition with this dance in college.

He was the lead dancer, a boy who danced more coquettishly than the five girls behind him.

He naturally remembered the dance of this song.

.......

Maybe some Yanzu would ask, do you eat oil cakes? Why teach them island music?

It's okay, the teacher of Tang Dynasty has his skills returned to Tang Dynasty.

Song Zhen thought to himself: "Well, the main thing is that music has no borders!"

He stood up, then held the pipa and started dancing.

Such a contrasting scene made Miss Xia He stunned.

"I didn't expect that the young man actually has this side." Originally, she thought that Song Zhen would be a strict and reserved man, but she didn't expect that he would be more coquettish than herself when dancing.

With the three strings of the previous and the next, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

Song Zhen put down the pipa and asked her with a smile: "How is it?"

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