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Chapter 142
Chapter 142. Outcome
At this time, Liang Zheng finally understood Ren Ping's true intentions.

The main purpose of this "Meeting" is to emphasize simplicity and frugality, but the banquet held today, in order to show the heritage of the Ninth Five-Year Palace, is extremely ostentatious, and all the utensils that can be used are put on display.

Excessive extravagance is counterproductive, and it has been accused of not inheriting the essence of the Luoyang Senior Citizens Association.

I can't help sweating on my forehead at the moment:

"The "Meeting" said so, but I don't think it might be implemented. These 13 people were all important literati and ministers at the time. They must be used to extravagance on weekdays. How can they really be simple?"

This statement sounds like a preposterous statement, and it is all based on speculation.

All the scholars shook their heads when they heard this, thinking that you might not know this "Dating", probably because you wanted to show off to the Jiangs and his sons, you deliberately arranged the banquet so extravagantly, and in the end you were caught.

Someone was about to refute immediately, but was stopped by Tu Wenxiao with a wave of his hand, motioning to look at Ren Ping.

"The third omission, there are two things missing here."

"Which two?"

Jiang's father and son blurted out and asked
Liang Zheng sneered slightly: "Big words! 80.00% of the banquet utensils in the Song Dynasty are here. Apart from your sensational wooden frame, I don't believe you can point out any omissions!"

Ren Ping was not angry, and stretched out two fingers:
"The first thing, the food box, is the bamboo and wooden box that the ancients used to carry for banquets. It is also used for heat preservation. The Luoyang Senior Citizens Association is not held in the inner room of the hall. How can there be no such thing?"

Hearing this, Liang Zheng and Jiang's father and son's faces changed color, and they obviously forgot about this.

Before he could speak, Ren Ping continued:

"Second thing, don't put chopsticks, although the utensils on the thirteen tables and cases are extremely rich, but I looked carefully, there seems to be no pair of these things, right?"

Don't chop two words, if you are an ordinary person, you probably don't know what it means.

But the people present were different. Even the Jiang family and his son knew that these were chopsticks specially used by the ancients to serve dishes, which are now serving chopsticks.

Jiang Rui was taken aback when he heard this, and then laughed loudly:

"I thought you were going to say something strange, but it turned out to be this? Hahahaha! Ridiculous, extremely ridiculous!"

"What? President Jiang doesn't seem to care?"

Ren Ping said calmly.

"Of course, what do you think I'm laughing at? I'm laughing at you for thinking you are knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but you are also a self-righteous and smart person!"

Jiang Rui paused, and said coldly:
"As I said just now, the Luoyang Qiying Association has a meal-sharing system, so there are only thirteen tables. In this case, everyone eats their own food, so why do we need serving chopsticks? Isn't it superfluous?"

"Mr. Ren didn't know where he saw these records in ancient books, so he used them to show off. It's ridiculous!"

I thought this rebuttal was enough to turn defeat into victory, but Jiang Rui couldn't help laughing again after finishing speaking.

But looking back, there was no one around, except Jiang Jinwen, even Liang Zheng frowned, obviously not agreeing.

"What? Am I wrong?"

Seeing him making such a fool of himself, Tu Wenxiao felt it was funny, but also couldn't bear it, he couldn't help but shook his head, and looked at Ren Ping:
"Mr. Ren, why don't you teach Mr. Jiang and his son?"

Ren Ping bowed slightly: "All the teachers are here, why is it the boy's turn to show off?"

"It's okay, we don't necessarily know more than you, you just say it."

Only then did Ren Ping nod his head in agreement. In front of Tu Wenxiao and others, he naturally didn't dare to boast about taking classes, but for the Jiangs and his sons, he felt that being a teacher was more than enough, so he took this opportunity to completely expose their pseudo-intellectual masks!

Now the corners of his mouth are slightly raised:

"Bie chopsticks existed in the Song Dynasty. They are both similar and different from the public chopsticks Mr. Jiang said,"

"To put it simply, serving chopsticks are used for communal meals, and other chopsticks are used for sharing meals. In addition, there are other spoons, which are similar to the current public spoons and are matched with other chopsticks."

The Jiang family and his son were confused after hearing this, thinking, isn't it all about hygiene?What's the difference again?

Ren Ping ignored them and continued:
"The public chopsticks used in the dining system are one pair or several pairs on the Eight Immortals table, depending on the number of people, there is no fixed rule, and the separate chopsticks used in the meal sharing system are a pair of hands, that is, two pairs of chopsticks on each person's table, and a pair of cloth dishes. , a pair eats, "

"Although the purpose is all food hygiene, the objects are different. The serving chopsticks are used between the guests for the shared meal system, and the separate chopsticks are used between the master and servant for the shared meal system."

"Master and servant?"

"That's right. Didn't Mr. Jiang know that in ancient times, after a rich family had a banquet, the leftovers were given to the servants? After the emperors had a meal, there was also a custom of rewarding the princes and nobles with food. This is a rare honor."

Many related film and television clips popped up in Jiang Rui's mind, but it's a pity that he never thought about it before.

"I don't believe it! There is a difference between superiority and inferiority. How can a superior use two sets of chopsticks just to be a mere servant, or is he still in a feudal society with strict hierarchy?"

"Arrogant and ignorant!"

At this time, the grumpy scholar just now couldn't help standing up again, and said loudly:

"Tian Rucheng's "West Lake Excursion Records" in the Ming Dynasty contains: Gaozong was in Deshou, every time he ate a meal, he must have two pairs of spoons and chopsticks. ... Empress Wu asked why, and said: 'I don't want to feed off officials and people'."

"What this means is that when Emperor Gaozong dined in Deoksugung Palace, he would definitely prepare two pairs of chopsticks. The dishes he wanted to eat would be taken to a plate with other chopsticks, and then eaten clean,"

"Empress Wu asked why she did it, and replied 'I don't want the palace people to eat my leftover rice', because if you only use a pair of chopsticks, it is the real leftover rice!"

Jiang's father and son looked at each other in dismay, but Jiang Jinwen still didn't believe it, and argued strongly:
"How can the books written by people in the Ming Dynasty remember the events of the Qing and Song Dynasties? Who is that Gaozong?"

"Song Gaozong Zhao Gou!"

The irritable scholar glared at him:
"It was the Zhao Gou who established the Southern Song Dynasty and lived in the southern corner all his life. He executed Yue Fei in order to seek peace from the Jin people and avoid war. There are good reviews,"

"As the saying goes, if the superiors do good things, the inferiors will do the same. If the emperor is like this, the scholar-bureaucrats are rushing to imitate him. What's wrong with using other chopsticks to treat the subordinates kindly?"

"Mr. Ren said just now that your meal sharing system lacks other chopsticks, which are all historically documented. Unlike you, it is really ridiculous!"

Jiang's father and son were in a panic. Seeing that the overall situation was about to be settled, Su's grandpa and grandson on the opposite side couldn't help cheering and celebrating, but Liang Zheng on the side suddenly rushed over.

"What? Teacher Liang still has something to say?"

Tu Wenxiao said coldly.

"That's right, according to what Teacher Ge said just now, the records of Biezhu started in the Southern Song Dynasty, while the Luoyang Qiying Association was in the Northern Song Dynasty. Isn't this Zhang Guan Li Dai?"

"Mr. Liang, why bother to ask questions? The cultures of the two Song Dynasties are inherited in one continuous line, almost in no particular order. Besides, Song Gaozong's use of Biezhu is only one of the records in the history books, but there is no research to say that it is the earliest record."

"Even so, the Luoyang Senior Elite Association never said anything special!"

All the scholars were secretly angry when they heard the words, thinking that what is being compared today is the catering culture of the two Song Dynasties. The Luoyang Senior Elite Association is only one of them, but not all of them. How can they be generalized?
Besides the so-called historical textual research, it is impossible to detail what chopsticks and spoons were used at a banquet. Many of them are inferences. Otherwise, what are they scholars doing?

He Suyuan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, also shook his head slightly:
"Of course it is impossible to record such details in the history books, but what we do in learning is not to go into details. The more truthful the better, the Luoyang Qiying Association is a model for the gatherings of the Song and Song Dynasties. There is no doubt that the use of other chopsticks is a high probability event. "

"That's right, apart from other things, it's very valuable just because Mr. Ren can notice this point. Is there any doubt about his superior knowledge?"

Tu Wenxiao also put away his kind heart, scanned the crowd first, and then looked at Liang Zheng:

"Teacher Liang still has questions? If not, the third round is over. Teachers, if you agree with Mr. Ren's side, please raise your hand."

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people raised their hands in unison.

Liang Zheng was hesitant for a while, but today he has suffered a crushing defeat. If he stops here, how can he explain to Jiang and his son?But if you insist on it, you can't really tear yourself apart with so many scholars from the same school.

"Mr. Liang, don't be ignorant. With your knowledge, do you still think you are better than Mr. Tu and Mr. He? You should feel your conscience and see who wins!"

With a sharp shout, Liang Zheng was finally dejected, and slowly raised his hand.

Jiang Rui was furious, and felt that he had already won the day, and that Ren Ping was nothing more than that. There was another person who was the key, that young scholar, who, for some unknown reason, repeatedly made trouble at critical moments and favored Ren Ping.

I can't swallow this breath no matter what!
"Ms. Tu, what is the origin of this person? Since when did Nantah University have such a young associate professor!"

As he spoke, he pointed to He Suyuan.

Before Tu Wenxiao could speak, Su Minghan, who was already beaming with joy, interjected:
"Jiang Rui, thanks to the fact that you have been in various circles in Nanling for decades, you don't even know the son of Jinshi He's family, Mr. He from Nanling University?"

"What! Jinshi He's family?"

Hearing this, Jiang Rui was dumbfounded. No matter how arrogant and ignorant he was, he would always hear these four words.

Although they are not in the same industry, people in Nanling's business community say that if it comes to shopping malls, the entire Nanling family is naturally respected by the Taihe Tian family, but when it comes to academic education, no one can come out on the right side of Jinshi He's family.

And because of its great influence, its energy is by no means limited to academia!
Who the hell did I mess with?
"Mr. He, I take the liberty to..."

"It's okay, those who don't know are not guilty,"

He Suyuan has a very good self-cultivation, with a look of indifference:

"However, in today's competition, I and all the teachers judged impartially, and there is no partiality. I guarantee this with my personal reputation, and I ask Mr. Jiang to understand."

"Naturally, but Jiang is still not convinced."

"What is there to be dissatisfied with? The Luoyang Qiying Association has been passed down through the ages, but it is riddled with holes by you. It's nothing more than a dog if you say it's a tiger. What else can you say?"

Tong Jian on the side sneered.

Jiang Rui was furious and glared at him, but he didn't dare to say anything more, lest he would humiliate himself.

Inadvertently, Su Minghan winked at Ren Ping who was facing him. Ren Ping was taken aback for a moment, then understood, and turned his head to wink at Tong Jian.

Tong Jian's reaction was a little slow, and he didn't understand it for a while. It wasn't until Ren Ping almost stretched his neck that he suddenly realized:
"I forgot, Mr. Jiang, we had a bet before, do you remember?"

(End of this chapter)