Dad, this seems to be the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 49
"Boy, would you like to study scriptures with me?"

A faint sentence made Sun Yue overjoyed.

"Teacher, come on again, please be respected by your disciples."

There is still a big difference between the education in the early Northern Song Dynasty and the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty. There are only more than 100 students in the Taixue, almost all of whom are from the families of officials and eunuchs. There are many private schools in the city, but most of them are pure elementary schools. At most, they teach the Analects of Confucius, filial piety and so on. If Sun Yue goes, he can basically become a teacher.

Of course, the way for ordinary people to study is not blocked. Less than a hundred miles away from Kaifeng, there is Songyang Academy, one of the four major academies in China, and there is Suiyang Academy further south, but because it is too far away from home It is not a big deal for Sun Yue, but the academy dare not let such a young child come here, so Sun Yue has to wait at least five or six years to learn the real skills.

And to be honest, the so-called great Confucian scholars in the academy are all empty talkers who sit and talk about Taoism. How can they be compared with Wei Renpu, who came from a small official and became a prime minister step by step?What's more, Wei Renpu is one of the best figures in the world no matter in terms of reputation, ability or integrity. If he can worship under his sect, it will also be a very rich political resource invisibly.

Wei Renpu smiled and said: "Boy, you have a great future, so you are not afraid that I, the remnant of the previous dynasty, will drag you down?"

"Not afraid."

Wei Renpu shook his head and sighed: "You are not afraid, but I am. You are so smart at a young age, you are famous in the official family and the second king, and you are inseparable with the three kings. You just need to be admitted to the imperial examination." , will soon rise to the sky, but I am a stubborn person who cares about the previous court, and I may offend that person at some point and kill me. It is no good for you to worship me as a teacher."

"Then you mean..."

"In the future, you can always come to my house to ask me for scriptures, and I will leave you homework, but you don't want to be a teacher, and you are not my apprentice. When you are in high school in the future, go to ask someone who can really protect you." teacher."

Is there a real name? . . .

It is indeed better for Sun Yue to taste it, but in this way, no matter how outstanding he is in the future, it has nothing to do with him in the eyes of outsiders. From this point of view, this Wei Renpu is indeed a gentleman. In this matter, there is almost zero return of.

After thinking about it, Sun Yue knelt down and bowed, "Students pay their respects to Prime Minister Wei."

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the other side.

Sun Chunming took Zhao Guangmei, some good ingredients and fine wine to Murong's residence.

Zhao Guangmei said coquettishly, "Brother Murong."

Murong Yanqing also patted his head lovingly, greeted each other with Sun Chunming, and invited them to sit down.

Speaking of which, the fact that Murong Yanqing and Zhao Guangmei are so close is not entirely because Murong Yanzhao is an important minister. In fact, the Murong family and the Zhao family are family friends. Murong Yanzhao's father Murong Zhang and Zhao Kuangyin's father Zhao Hongyi are very close Good brothers, the two families live very close, and the children of the two families are naturally very close. Since childhood, the elders of the Murong family have brought the younger brothers of the Zhao family to play together, and Zhao Kuangyin is no exception.

Because of such a relationship, Sun Chunming and Murong Yanqing quickly became acquainted with Zhao Guangmei's recommendation. Sun Chunming said: "I know that the general's family is very popular and he has nothing in common. I want to thank you for today's meeting." General Murong was so generous that he couldn't produce anything decent, but his cooking skills were pretty good. I even brought some home-brewed wine. If the general doesn't mind it, I'll cook it for him in person later. How about a table of wine and food, how about a few drinks with the general?"

Zhao Guangmei said: "Brother Murong, Uncle Sun's cooking skills are very good. My second brother's family and the imperial cooks in the palace all learned from him. Normally, my uncle never cooks. It is the second brother who wants to eat. I can't even eat it."

Murong Yanqing laughed when he heard this and said: "Brother, you are interested. If this is the case, then I will be disrespectful."

"It should be, it should be."

After finishing speaking, Sun Chunming went into the kitchen with his things, started to work, and guided the cook of Murong's family by the way.

The taste of Song people is similar to Huaiyang cuisine, and they like to eat sweet, sour and crispy things. Therefore, in a short time, Sun Chunming made a lion's head with crab powder, a salted Du Xian, a big blanched dried shredded dish, and a Squirrel mandarin fish, deep-fried river prawns, all things that the Song Dynasty had never heard of.

After finishing the meal, he came out to see Murong Yanqing's wife and children, so he didn't see anyone, so he immediately put it on the table and started eating. While eating, he introduced the characteristics of the dish along the way.

He took out the wine and introduced: "General Murong, these are some small wines brewed at home. Try it and see which one you are more comfortable with."

As he said that, Sun Chunming took out his rare brews, including sweet wine and yellow rice wine that Song people loved most, some white wine and fruit wine he had improved, and even rum and beer that he made.

Murong Yanqing ate a mouthful of food first, and then his eyeballs lit up, and he praised repeatedly: "Okay, good, good, exquisite, really exquisite, brother's craftsmanship is really incredible."

He took another sip of wine, and first drank the baijiu that had been improved by Sun Yue, steamed nine times and eighteen years old, all of it spewed out with a puff, his eyes were burning red, but he still said: "This wine is so big. Strength."

"This wine is indeed a bit stronger. General, try this. This is also my exclusive craft and cannot be drunk outside." As he said that, Sun Chunming pushed the beer in front of Murong Yanqing.

In fact, the brewing of beer is not complicated. Sun Chunming also brewed it himself in his previous life. Hops were not difficult to buy in the Song Dynasty, but the cost could not be reduced, and large-scale brewing was not possible. The shelf life was extremely short, only about ten days. , so it can only be used by the restaurant itself, and it cannot be used to make a fortune.

Of course, this kind of simple brewed beer can't be compared with the later generations, but for these ancients, at least this novel taste made Murong Yanqing's eyes widen, and he drank a large bowl in one gulp, praising it again and again non-stop.

"Brother, with this skill, why don't you open a restaurant!"

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "But I have this plan. I plan to photograph Fengle Building next month."

Murong Yanqing smiled and said: "Fengle Tower? Good fellow, brother is so generous. With his craftsmanship and this wine, he will definitely make a lot of money in the future!"

"But there is an unfeeling request."

"Oh? Brother, just say it."

"Because this Fengle Building is a big business, I'm a little nervous recently. I don't know if Brother Murong has any spare money. I will invest a little in it as a favor for the next time. I will use [-]% of Fengle Building's shares in exchange for [-] yuan. How are you?"

"Brother, you mean... you want me to be a shareholder?"

"Yes."

"Hiss~ this..."

Murong Yanqing couldn't help hesitating when he heard the words. In fact, Fengle Building, as the tallest building in Kaifeng, is worth at least a million or hundreds of thousands. It's called borrowing money, and it's called elegant bribery. No wonder Brother Sun is cooking and getting wine today. He believes that with the food and wine alone, he can pay back his [-] yuan in a few months.

But, now that their family is an extremely powerful minister, he really doesn't care much about money. On the contrary, he is more afraid that others will catch them, so he hesitated for a while before planning to refuse.

But just as he was about to speak, he heard a sickly voice behind him say: "Brother Sun is really good at writing, one hundred thousand coins will be exchanged for [-]% of the shares in Fengle Building, but our family has taken advantage of it. In this way, my Murong family I will be disrespectful, and if you have any troublesome things in the future, just come to my second brother."

Murong Yanqing turned her head in horror, "Elder brother?"

Hearing this, Sun Chunming quickly stood up and saluted solemnly, but he saw that the visitor was wearing an extremely thick fox fur waistcoat, his face was sallow, his eyes were sunken, he looked like he was smoking opium, and he coughed twice after walking two steps , as if a windbreaker blows people down.

The number one soldier in the world, under one man and over ten thousand people, checks in front of the hall, waiter, Murong Yanzhao!

(End of this chapter)