Transmigrate to be an Ancient Saint

The humiliation of Dong Zhuo was only an interlude. After this, Xiao Wen's reputation would definitely reach a whole new level.

However, the main character today was still Zhang Cang.

After all, this was his birthday party.

As a result, Xiao Wen did not continue nagging Dong Zhuo and kept up with him.

On one hand, he didn't want to leave the impression that he was a mad dog. On the other hand, this was also due to his respect for Zhang Cang.

After all, before today, he had never met Zhang Cang.

But just like the song of praise for all the people, even though a thousand years had passed, the words were still there.

Thus, even if it was for the sake of Fang Xingjian protecting the ancient Chinese legacy with his own strength, even if it was the result of him leaving behind a great nine chapters arithmetic for Hua Xia … Xiao Wen also felt that he should show respect to this Zhang Cang.

Therefore, he no longer made things difficult for Dong Zhuo in order to avoid making a ruckus. Instead, he chose to quietly enjoy the delicacies before him.

At the same time, he seemed to feel that the conflict just now was not too good to watch. Thus, Zhang Cang clapped his hands and overturned the scene.

Then, as if changing the subject, he asked the servants to bring the dishes up as soon as possible.

Thus, a group of maids wearing pure-white socks carried a plate of dishes into the hall.

Although in the eyes of those young nobles in the east who had seen Song Ming's world, these women were not very beautiful.

On the other side, the western nobles were evidently fighting quite often, and they rarely came into contact with women, just like the programmers.

As a result, although they were like an ape who had already found extremely outstanding ladies in their family, when they saw these ordinary maids, all of them gulped down their saliva.

"How sad." Suddenly, Xiao Wen heard Sun Shangxiang speaking behind him.

She looked at those western aristocrats and said with a face full of contempt, "Generals like these who seem to have never seen women before are the easiest to fall for. Many aristocrats like them did not fall under the blade of the Qin man's sword, but fell on the stomachs of the women they sent over. How sad! "

With that, she looked at Guan Yu and said, "Guan Yu, you will also become a general in the future. Although I want to defeat you, I do not wish for you to encounter such a mess. "For the sake of your future, come with me tomorrow. I'll teach you how to prevent this kind of thing."

"What are you doing?" Hearing Sun Shangxiang's words, Guan Yu and Xiao Wen both asked in vigilance.

After all, from Sun Shangxiang's devilish smile, only a blind person wouldn't be able to tell that she meant well.

Sure enough, because Sun Shangxiang knew that she couldn't hide it from Xiao Wen, she could only honestly say: "When I was a ranger, I had a friend collect some brothel protection fees from Changan An, so I'm quite familiar with the mother inside. I plan to bring Xiao Yu there tomorrow and have those mothers introduce some pretty girls to Guan Yu so that he can be resistant to women in the future. "

"Speaking of which, Guan Yu is still a virgin. I heard that Chang An's brothel doesn't accept money from men, but instead offers them red packets? "

Hearing this, Guan Yu still didn't realize that Sun Shangxiang wanted to get some money from him, so he sold Guan Yu's virginity for a good price like a pimp. Xiao Wen threw a knife with his hand.

He looked at Sun Shangxiang and fiercely said: "If you dare to bring Little Yu to that place, I'll go to the brothel and find ten girls to give you a foot massage." Be him for a day and a night. "

Massage his feet?!

Upon hearing this, Sun Shangxiang's face that was filled with anticipation disappeared in a flash, replaced with a frightened look.

This was because she had fallen to this very foot massage. Therefore, she was very afraid of this method.

Thus, she hurriedly shook her head at Xiao Wen and said, "Mister, I won't dare to do that again."

Seeing Sun Shangxiang's expression of fear, Xiao Wen nodded in satisfaction.

Then he looked back at the food on his table.

On the table, other than the sorghum rice that the nobles usually consumed, there was also quite a bit of meat.

The meat with bones was placed to the left of the table.

A large piece of sliced meat was placed on the right side of the table.

In addition, there were some broth that had been placed in the man's right hand.

As well as the sashimi, scallion, ginger and other seasonings that were placed on the outside of the table, they were placed on the inside of the table. It seemed to be very particular about them.

When Xiao Wen was in the Cloud County, he had been to two of the county governor's houses as a guest and participated in a few banquets.

Although Heshen and Uncle Li were born a barbarian, and the other was a general, they didn't know much about table manners.

However, in the beginning, Xiao Wen didn't know about this situation and was worried about the lack of etiquette during the banquet, so he specifically looked up the relevant information.

He didn't know the difference, but when he checked, he was shocked.

It turned out that from the Warring States Period to the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Chinese ate meals, especially the banquets of the nobility, and had all sorts of rules and regulations.

And there's more to the table than the chopsticks.

Spoons and knives and forks are also common tools.

Back then, Xiao Wen still remembered seeing negative comments about Western cuisine on the online forums. Although there were some that made sense, some people ridiculed using a knife and a fork at the dining table. It was a barbaric and backward action.

This kind of speech, and eat sashimi is barbaric Japanese people, noble Chinese people do not eat sashimi style.

It had to be said that this kind of awkwardness was very easy to come by in a situation where one was ignorant of history.

Because they had been staying in the east for a long time, the nobles at the seats on the left paid more attention to the situation as they were in contact with the nobles of Song Ming and other countries with a higher level of civilization.

Before they entered the banquet, they maintained their calm demeanor.

When they entered the arena, their expressions did not change. Their hands were still holding the clothes, causing them to be an inch from the ground …

It could be said that although their etiquette was complicated, if done well, it would give off a pleasing feeling.

In fact, Xiao Wen shared the same mindset.

After all, even in the twenty-first century, as long as a person had a normal outlook and did not like to argue about etiquette, an average person would definitely enjoy eating with someone with an elegant demeanor while they were eating.

As for those sitting on the dining table who were yelling, drooling, sneezing and eating everywhere, or even saying some disgusting words, even normal people would distance themselves from them.

In addition to manners, the proficient use of a variety of tableware is also part of the "gift of eating."

Even in the twenty-first century, this notion is normal.

After all, online, we can often see some foreigners who do not use chopsticks correctly.

Although they could use chopsticks to move food into their mouths, those strange ways of using food would inevitably be ridiculed and looked down upon by the netizens.

This mentality existed in this era as well.

Only the object of its contempt, from foreigners to the lower class, from nationalism to classicism.