I got rich by the protagonist's lines

Yan Tang poked open "Luoyang Zhigui" again, selected "Purchase", and filled in the smallest unit 1 in the "Purchase Quantity" column.

After clicking OK, the system responded quickly—the single-choice question with the most options in history appeared in front of Yan Tang again.

"Excuse me, among the options below, which paper do you want?"

Yan Tang didn't even look at the answer, and went directly to the search bar in the upper right corner, and entered the word "Luoyang".

The next moment, a piece of paper spanning more than 700 years appeared in Yan Tang's hands.

It is still white, the overall thickness is uniform, and there is no unevenness due to the backwardness of the times.

If you touch it lightly, you can feel its softness, but with a little force, you will find that it still has toughness.

Yan Tang lifted the Luoyang paper, the sunlight penetrated through the back of the paper, and he could vaguely see the inconspicuous curtain-like fine lines.

It's only a pity that there are two mildew spots and a few ink marks on this piece of paper.

There are even a few faint light yellow mildew spots.

According to common sense, all the products exchanged from "Luoyang Zhigui" are brand-new products, but Luoyang paper is in such a state now, which is likely to be the imprint left by time.

While checking the Luoyang paper in his hand, Yan Tang summarized the conclusions from the previous experiments.

Paper of any age can become the carrier of "a word of gold", including fax paper.

However, the facsimile paper with the fragmented images of the "Qing Nang Jing" on it, which can obviously become the carrier of "a word of gold", has not received any feedback.

That is to say, the fax paper with words, incompleteness, and space on it is judged by "One Word Thousands of Gold" as blank paper that does not need to be filled.

From this, Yan Tang made a bold guess. Could it be that in the system's judgment, the content of the fragments on modern paper should be what it is today, and there is no need to add words at all?

In other words, based on modern paper, in modern times, the contents of fragments more than 1000 years ago should be incomplete.

If this assumption is true, then if the Han Dynasty paper is used as the basis, the complete content should be able to appear on the paper of the same age as the text, right?

It was precisely because of this kind of conjecture that Yan Tang exchanged Luoyang paper just now.

Luoyang is exactly the Luoyang where Hua Tuo lived, and Luoyang paper is the paper that was sold in the city back then.

Based on the paper of that era, with modern and modern fragments as shadows, it may be possible to complete the text of that year.

The more Yan Tang thought about it, the more he felt that this might be a feasible way.

After strengthening his belief, he carefully photocopied a facsimile of a fragment of the "Qing Nang Jing" onto Luoyang paper.

After checking that there was no problem with the finished product, Yan Tang clicked "One Word Thousand Gold" again.

He held his breath nervously, and stared at the system panel with a good glance. At this moment, the time seemed to be stretched infinitely.

Finally, after a second, the system responded.

"Drip, the carrier was detected. After scanning, there are nine vacancies to be filled. Would you like to spend thousands of dollars to fill it?"

Yan Tang no longer cared about the expensive unit price, his eyes were bright at this moment, and his hands were clenched into fists with excitement.

After trying to suppress all his emotions, he nodded directly and said crisply: "Yes!"

The next moment, nine words slowly emerged on the Luoyang paper from the Eastern Han Dynasty.

They appeared obediently in the once incomplete positions, like playful children after school, who finally returned home under the call of their parents.

Looking at these nine short words, Yan Tang's eyes couldn't help showing some moist marks.

He was not good at suppressing his emotions, so he simply took a step back, and after making sure that the paper would not be stained with tears, he hugged the wooden pillar and cried loudly.

It's finally done, it's finally done!

At this moment, he felt unprecedentedly worthwhile, and everything really had hope.

God damn it, who knows how many times he tried and how much he spent from the beginning to the present.

You must know that the paper of "Luoyang paper is expensive" is not only expensive, but also expensive in various ways.

It will not only change the unit price with the change of dynasty, but also change according to the price of that year.

How did he know if there was a disaster that year, and he was not from that era.

Looking at a simple piece of paper, the unit price can soar from double digits to four digits.

With such a large price range, Yan Tang couldn't help but wonder if the system was cheating on him.

As for "a word of gold", this idiom has a clear price tag, but it is also not much better.

If the different unit prices of "Luoyang paper is expensive" will make him frightened, lest he will be offered one that he can't afford, then "one word of money" is like a blunt knife that cuts flesh.

For the price of 1000 yuan per word, he could figure it out even if he didn't want to.

Fortunately, it's all worth it...

If you keep throwing money in despair, as if you can’t see the result, then you are in despair. As long as you have a clear path and ensure that the money you spend will be effective, your heart will be at ease.

Yan Tang, who had been crying alone for a while, regained his spirits, wiped away his tears, and started staring at the completed pages.

Although I can't quite understand it, it is beautiful in my heart.

It's just that it's beautiful, and I realize something is wrong.

Ah, the strokes on the left side of this character, how can you look left or right?It seems that it is the interference caused by ink marks on the original paper.

Eh?The word was originally a little empty, but now it overlaps with the mildew, and it seems that the color is lighter...

Yan Tang scratched his head, and found that even if it was completed, the handwriting that appeared was not unusually clear.

Instead, it is consistent with the text on the original fragmented page, with some blurred and irregular edges.

In addition, the Luoyang paper at the exchange office itself is not completely white, but has the appearance of ink marks and mildew spots.

On such paper, adding text will naturally appear blurred or unclear.

But this time, Yan Tang has no way to solve the paper problem, and professional things should be left to professional people.

I believe that Mr. Shen's team will definitely be able to complete the cleaning, preservation, identification and interpretation on the basis of completion.

Yan Tang happily took out all the facsimile pages of the "Qing Nang Jing" at present, and after counting them, she found that there were 36 in total.

Correspondingly, Yan Tang also needs to buy 36 pieces of Luoyang paper, and complete the remaining pages of each page.

In the end, after completing the whole set, Yan Tang found that not only the money that Mr. Shen had sent to him in batches before had been spent, but even he had paid an extra 32 yuan.

In addition to the cost of several previous experiments, adding up the previous ones, not counting the money from Mr. Shen, but only talking about his own contribution, it is already quite a lot.

The wallet, which had just been full, also fell into a crisis of emptying again.

It is really fulfilling that sentence that cannot be kept.

"Tuk tuk tuk", there was a regular knock on the door, Yan Tang quickly sorted out the photocopy of the fragmented pages in his hand, and then shouted: "Who is it, come in."

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and the first person to step in was a straight and slender leg. Not long after, Mr. Lu, who was holding a tray with one hand, walked in with low pressure.

Yan Tang's bedroom is not big, Lu Tingfan stretched his long legs and walked up to him in two or three steps.

After putting the tray in one place, he frowned, leaned over slightly, passed Yan Tang's head, and looked at his busy table.

Yan Tang who was despised for her height: ...

"What did you do? I heard you didn't even eat?"

Although the air pressure in his body was low and his words were a little rushed, the feeling of being cared came rushing to his face.

Yan Tang likes to be cared about, just thinking about it can make his eyes smile, he is now between Lu Tingfan's arms, looking at the tray with his head, and asking:

"What did Teacher Lu bring me? It smells so good!"

"Pig brain." Lu Tingfan looked at his desktop, and quickly stabbed him backhand, "By the way, I'll make up your brain."

Yan Tang: ...

Careless, he should have known this when Mr. Lu sprayed the venom on Zhou Tian.

But at that time, he was only focused on watching Teacher Lu perform, and never imagined how miserable it would be if the object was replaced by himself.

However, Yan Tang also had a thick skin, and when he rolled his eyes, he had an idea: "Is Teacher Lu going to do something soon?"

Lu Tingfan turned around, pushed Yan Tang back onto the chair, pulled out the chopsticks to wipe them clean, and stuffed them into his hands.

"Eat, talk while eating."

There was only this chair in Yan Tang's room, so Lu Tingfan only half leaned on the table, watching him eat leisurely.

What Lu Tingfan brought to Yan Tang was not the pig's brain flower he said, but a bowl of noodles, which had been seasoned, obviously given special care.

The bright red soup is wrapped in finger-wide hand-rolled noodles, decorated with fresh and crispy bamboo shoots, and the top is covered with large slices of stewed beef.

The beef looked like it had just been pulled out of the marinated pot, and there were still drops of stewed soup with a thicker sauce color on it, which was really attractive.

The faintly visible beef tendon was also stewed so soft that when picked up with chopsticks, it was not only soft and soft, but also shimmering.

Since Yan Tang opened the shop, he has been nourishing his body intentionally or unintentionally. Whether it is staple food or snacks, it has improved his physical fitness to a higher level.

Similarly, his physical memory is stronger than before, his meals are more regular, and he has a better schedule.

Before, he put all his attention on researching new idioms, so he didn't realize that it was nothing if he didn't eat.

But now, when such a bowl of noodles that makes people move their index fingers appeared in front of him, Yan Tang couldn't hold back anymore.

The inertia that the body had developed long ago directly urged the belly to sing the song.

Enticed by the strong aroma, the saliva was constantly secreted, Yan Tang finally ignored other things, and began to eat the noodles with big mouthfuls.

Every bite is accompanied by a piece of juicy braised pork, which is tender and juicy without lack of bite, and a bite of crispy bamboo shoots directly refreshes the whole brain.

Couldn't have been more satisfying.

Lu Tingfan, who was on the side, opened half of the window for him at some point, and a gentle breeze blew in, making Yan Tang, who was already sweating on his cheeks, squint his eyes comfortably.

When he relieved his hunger a little bit, and finally pulled all his mind out of the bowl of noodles, he was the first to see a glass of water beside the table, followed by gusts of cool wind.

It's just that this time the cool wind came from his side and rear.

When the wind blows, it not only just avoids his hair, but also won't let it fly and harass him who eats noodles wholeheartedly.

It also takes care of the back that is most likely to sweat.

He turned slightly sideways and looked in the direction of the cool wind, and saw that Teacher Lu didn't know when he started to get up, so he started to use the book as a fan, fanning him one after another.

Yan Tang had a silly face, and her lips had the gleam of just eating noodles.

He just looked up at Lu Tingfan who was standing there. Teacher Lu's expression did not change at all, and there was even a slight alienation.

But his actions at this time are full of carelessness and gentleness.

Inexplicably, Yan Tang thought of the midsummer when he was a child. The sky at that time was also the same as now, it was a warm yellow and reddish afternoon.

It is also a hut, and it is also in front of the desk near the wooden window. Outside the window is also deep and shallow, high and low green and fine spots of light.

At that time, there was no air conditioner in the house, only a fan that made a loud "whining" sound was shaking my head.

There are also two colorful short floating ropes tied to it, floating and swinging with the head of the fan.

When he was little, he was doing his homework at the desk and was so annoyed by the sound of the electric fan that he always wanted to run over and press the switch that held the fan head still.

However, every time it is pressed, it is restored to its original state by the passing mother.

At that time, he thought: If only he could stop.

As he thought, not long after, the power at home suddenly went out, and the electric fan shaking his head also stopped.

It's just that Xiao Yantang, who got her wish, was not happy. On the contrary, she was sweating a lot due to the heat, and when she read the book again, she couldn't bear to read it anymore.

Just as he was scratching his head, a pair of big hands appeared. She picked up one of his homework books and fanned him behind his back.

The first few strokes were not obvious, but as time went by, the flapping, flapping, and flapping seemed to be magical.

The little boy refocused his eyes on the book, and completed the homework one by one.

When he turned his head with sparkling eyes and looked at his mother, he found that she was constantly changing hands.

Not only did the speed of the fan slow down, but even the height it lifted was not as good as before.

Yan Tang didn't think much of it when he was young, but in just two years, when his parents passed away, he was forced to understand everything.

It turns out that in summer, fanning yourself is really exhausting.

Yan Tang looked up at Lu Tingfan foolishly, as if Teacher Lu had fanned him for a long time.

But Mr. Lu never changed hands, and he seemed to be very comfortable.

Yan Tang's eyes suddenly became very soft, as if a small pebble had been thrown into the heart lake, rippling and rippling.

In his limited imagination, the only things that could make his heart move strongly were the other party throwing money at him desperately, and the dreams that were unlocked after the first kiss with Mr. Lu.

Compared with the former, Yan Tang thought, it seems that the latter brings stronger senses.

To put it bluntly, he just likes the great beauty Teacher Lu, who can lead him into the world of adults and turn him upside down.

Maybe he had played enough and realized what he had never experienced before, so he gave up, it was so superficial.

But Yan Tang never imagined that the inner core is completely fanatical about money and longing for a physical stimulation. In such an ordinary afternoon, because of a simple movement of shaking a fan, his heartbeat will gradually recover. .

It must not reach the frequency of the sudden drop during bungee jumping, but it rarely recovers from a pool of stagnant water, and begins to jump faster every time.

Lu Tingfan seemed to be aware of his gaze, it was so hot that he had to turn around, and at the same time, his waving hands unconsciously stopped.

Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, Yan Tang, whose eyes were originally hot, suddenly frowned, and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Lu, don't stop!"

Lu Tingfan was stunned for a moment, then started to fan again.

Seeing this, Yan Tang couldn't help showing a satisfied smile, and his voice was sweet and coquettish: "Mr. Lu, don't stop, okay?"

"it is good."

"Then Mr. Lu, do you have time later?"

"Have."

"Then you stay here, okay?"

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Tingfan unconsciously looked out the window.

His memory was not wrong, it was indeed afternoon, and in an hour or two, after the sunset had completely set, the sky would be dark.

But at this time, Yan Tang asked him if he wanted to stay.

Lu Tingfan couldn't help thinking a lot, but didn't ask a word.

In the middle of the afternoon, the two of them sat and stood in front of the window, looked up and lowered their heads, one fanned the wind while the other fanned each other, and did nothing else. It seemed boring, but both felt complete. .

However, Lu Tingfan's good mood only lasted until Yan Tang finished massaging his shoulders and wrists.

Because, one minute before the closing time of the shop, Yan Tang opened the window and started shouting at the door:

"Brothers! I declare that there will be no rest tonight, barbecue and skewers!"

In the front hall, Mu Lan was always the first one to get off work, and she wailed directly upon hearing this.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Tang and Lu Tingfan heard a roar mixed with endless pain and suffering: "Why, boss! Why! You can be human!"

hateful!When will the workers be able to rise?How can we get rid of the palm of this capitalist? !

What responded to Mu Lan was Yan Tang's wailing at a louder decibel.

He directly pressed the window frame with both hands, and with the help of his feet, he stretched out most of his body:

"Because I have no money! No money! Your boss is crazy about making money, so you have to work overtime!"

This is simply too straightforward!

Even every boss who adheres to 996 thinks this way and wants to squeeze employees like this, but none of them put on the disguise of "kindness" and "dreams" on their faces.

Yan Tang acted like a little lunatic, causing Mu Lan to howl, and the customers who hadn't left also laughed inexplicably.

In the beginning, everyone just laughed because Fuguier's little boss was funny.

But in just a few seconds, almost everyone present reacted in an instant—oh my god!Fu Guier, who closes on time after five o'clock, is going to have a midnight snack!

What is there to hesitate about?In the entire three-aircraft area, who else can compare with wealth?

Those present, as long as they are free, immediately took out their mobile phones.

"Hey, are you free? Fu Guier is going to have a supper! Hurry up! Bring beer, I guess Fuguier won't provide it."

"Brothers and sisters! An impromptu dinner, the place is rich and noble, come, I invite you, why? You ask why?

Later I looked at the calendar and found it. It was the anniversary of my birthday in 185 days. "

"Old Liu, yes, I'm sorry, I really don't feel well tonight, so I can't socialize.

ah?How do you know I'm rich?Oh, I heard someone talking..."

The man hurriedly covered the microphone, and then added in a low voice: "Although I am indeed rich, I am also really uncomfortable.

What?You want to come too?What?Those people are coming too?You don't pay anymore?Change places to entertain?But Fu Guier only has a small bench here..."

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……

The joys and sorrows among human beings are completely incommunicable. You are laughing, he is laughing, and you are all laughing.

Mu Lan, who was forced to work overtime, looked around at the ecstasy of the crowd, and thought sadly: I am the only one crying in the corner.

But the next moment, when his eyes accidentally caught Lu Tingfan, he couldn't help but stop.

Because, Lu Tingfan was actually the only person present besides him with a stinky face. Could it be that he also has to work overtime?

On the other side, Lu Tingfan with a stinky face really had to work overtime.

Because Yan Tang said: Mr. Lu, you just stay and help me.

Mr. Lu, who can fan the wind with one hand for an hour or two without stopping, naturally doesn't care about that little work. What he cares about is obviously...

Yan Tang had clearly kindly invited him to stay overnight, why did he stay and work overtime?

This is completely different from the nightlife he imagined!

The gap is too big, and others are gone.

This night, stir fry, barbecue, sugar water, watermelon cheese, braised meat, skewers, stick bones, chicken pot, everything you expect.

Just one point, no one can order food when they come, and this service is not provided, and they can eat whatever is served.

As long as a serving employee goes out, the plate will be empty before the storage is halfway through. The people behind are not happy, so they can only send new employees to make a detour from the back to the front...

That night, Yan Tang only counted the money professionally, and turned up the voice of receiving the money loudly. Only the sound of the money coming in one by one can make up for his heartache of spending a huge amount of money again.

Of course, before everyone reveled in supper, Yan Tang entrusted that document to Miss Miao and sent it where it should go.

I believe that it will not be long before everything will be fine.

The next day, before hearing the good news from Mr. Shen, another good news came first—a small batch of sea urchins had matured and were ready to eat.

Because all the construction is carried out in stages, when the later stage of the project is still going on, sea urchins have already been put in the first stage of the project to be completed.

They themselves have the characteristics of fast maturation, and the batches put in are also different. They are all in the stage of increasing growth, and finally they just reach the effect of eating a batch and then ripening a batch.

It is the end of August, which happens to be the most suitable season for eating sea urchins.

After hearing the news that a batch of sea urchins had matured, Yan Tang immediately ran to Lao Li Village and brought back the batch of sea urchins.

Boss Yu is the most familiar with seafood, seeing his owner's mouth watering, he couldn't help but want to greedy him even more.

So after he coughed lightly, he began to struggle to think of words to describe from the depths of his mind.

"The ones here are actually four different kinds of sea urchins. The one closest to your feet has the most milky flavor, the one closest to me is the juiciest, and the one on the right is the best in color and relatively fresh. sweet……"

Yan Tang nodded as he listened, his eyes seemed to be able to push them away if they had any substance.

"Do they have names?"

Hearing this, Boss Yu suddenly got stuck, and his previous complacency turned into embarrassment.

There must be names, but is he going to say: There was no culture back then, and we called all cow dung eggs, sheep dung eggs, and horse dung eggs?

His boss is the most shameful, so he won't say that.

However, Yan Tang who was at the side had already opened the search, pointed to the picture and profile on the phone with a smile and said to Lu Tingfan:

"Hahaha, Teacher Lu, look, this species of sea urchin is actually called horse dung!"

Lu Tingfan approached him and nodded, and then began to describe the taste of this kind of sea urchin to Yan Tang. Yan Tang listened with great interest, but didn't know how complicated the mood of the fish boss next to him was.

If I used a modern sentence to describe his mood, it would probably be——No way, no way, the shit I yelled before, but you have passed it on without changing it?

Well, it's quite a surprise...

On the same day, Yan Tang and the others ate this batch of sea urchins. Because of the small quantity, everyone only got two of them.

This time, Mu Lan is in charge, making sea urchin steamed eggs that seem to be the simplest steps, but not simple.

He quickly and skillfully opened the shell of the sea urchin, cleaned it and took out the sea urchin yellow.

Put the sea urchin yellow into the treated half of the sea urchin shell, and then take an egg from the little stupid chicken in Xishui village, beat it at high speed and pour it into it, add an appropriate amount of water and a small amount of salt.

The amount of water here is said to be appropriate, but it is actually a test of the chef's eyes and the accuracy of his hands.

Because it is necessary to estimate the size of the sea urchin first, and then the size of the egg, the amount of water is determined based on the two data.

If it is too much, it is not easy to solidify, and it tastes tasteless, and if it is too little, it will become dry and hard.

Mu Lan has studied the sea urchin steamed egg dish for a while, so now she has a lot of experience in making it.

When making this dish, he also used a secret recipe, which is to add a drop of special secret sesame oil to the sea urchin yellow.

Then put it on the steamer, turn the heat down to low for about 5 minutes, and the sea urchin will come out of the pot.

In fact, the sea urchin itself has a fresh and salty taste, so it is not necessary to add the small amount of salt.

But that portion of salt and that small amount of secret sesame oil, in addition to enhancing the flavor, can also reduce the slight fishy smell in the eggs and sea urchin.

After canceling each other out, what is left in the end is pure freshness.

Eggs are one of the most common household ingredients, but they have important nutrients that cannot be ignored.

It not only plays an important role in physical fitness, but also promotes the development of the nervous system.

With a high protein ratio of 41%, sea urchin yellow has become a nutritious food far exceeding milk.

When such excellent two are combined, it can not only bring people a smooth lip and tongue experience, but also nourish the body and mind to the greatest extent.

Everyone in the room was extremely satisfied, even Boss Yu, who once yelled "never eat seafood again", raised his thumbs up.

Yan Tang cherished his first portion and was about to give the second portion to Teacher Lu when he saw Teacher Lu handing over his second portion.

Neither of them expected that the other would reach out, and they didn't stop for a while. The two hands formed an interspersed structure, completing a sea urchin exchange.

Yan Tang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, thinking that this was very good, fair and delicious.

It's just that when he looked up, he accidentally caught Zhou Tian out of the corner of his eye.

He clearly tasted the delicacy in his mouth, but his face still showed no interest.

Yan Tang didn't need to think much to know that this was something he was still worried about being retaliated against. That's right, most people would be afraid too, especially when there were two elderly people in his family.

Sitting and waiting all the time will definitely cause anxiety, and this matter must be resolved after all.

Thinking of this, Yan Tang thought of Wu Wu who was on a mission again, Wu Wu was still the same as before, going out at the same time and returning home at the same time.

I can't see any progress at all, it should be a failure.

Sure enough, they can't put all their hopes on Baby Wuwu, and it's time for them to take action.

After Yan Tang finished eating, he directly notified a group of people in the group, and then contacted Miss Miao alone.

Yan Tang: Sister Miao, use your ability to sink people into the sea back then, let's do something big this time.

Miao girl: Sudden excitement.jpg, boss, tell me, what are you going to do!

Yan Tang: Tomorrow, you first... then I will...

Miss Miao: No, it’s not good, is it too much?

Yan Tang: A bright smile on the scarred face.jpg

Duck head, are you scared?.jpg

Miss Miao: ...Done!

The author has something to say: Today is still long!Proud.jpg

As for the name of the list, it can be understood as "geigeigeigeigei"

From then on, I am the leader of ten thousand elders!

感谢在2021-05-2823:56:36~2021-05-2923:57:12期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 Pika Pikachu;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：土豆炒虾仁、一只小小碳10瓶；冰块要吗8瓶；平平无奇的读者6瓶；一枕清霜、幼儿园抢饭No.15瓶；訥訸、甜沁2瓶；榆树上的猫、方依茗1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!