Ye An looked at the scene outside the car window and sighed slightly, and took a big bite of the fruit in his hand. He just bought it when passing by the Fruit Alley. This Fruit Alley not only buys fruits and vegetables, but also fried fruits.
Just fry the pasta and drizzle honey on the inside or outside. As long as the pasta is mixed with sweetness, it will definitely burst out with a fascinating taste.
And Ye An was even more envious of the piece of fried fruit in Xuan Chengzi's hand. The thin layer of sugar coating on the outside was fried and crispy, and the crackling sound when he took a bite made people salivate.
Don’t be afraid if you get tired of it. Throw down all the copper coins from the car, and a young man with a box hanging on it will immediately take it over and hand over a few cans of fragrant soup and drink, which will definitely relieve your tiredness...
Ye An felt comfortable eating, stretched out and sighed slightly, this is the happy life of the people of Song Dynasty!
Every street and alley is full of fireworks, comfortable and comfortable. It is much better than the scenic spots of later generations. The most important thing is that the taste is different no matter where it is.
The speed of the ox cart was not very fast. Although it was a dirt road, it was compacted, flat and tight. The ox cart was not bumpy at all. The three people behind the ox cart were already eating badly.
The Wang gang is a little better, they pay attention to their status, chew a piece of meat pie slowly, always pay attention to their status as a steward, and distinguish themselves from Tie Er and Zhan'er.
After all, Zhan'er is a woman, and she can't stop eating when faced with all this. In addition, Ye An spends a lot of money. The small pocket on his chest is already filled with various candied dried fruits, and he is eating a large piece of minced meat pancake in his hand.
Her mouth was so fluid that the hawker nearby praised her as the most beautiful maid in Tokyo.
As for the Tie Er on the side, I couldn't look at it. I grabbed a handful of fruits, pancakes, and drinks, taking a bite from the left and taking a bite from the right. It really looked like a gangster.
At this point, the vendor next to him praised him: "What a good man!"
Making passers-by laugh? What kind of good guy is he? He's just a big-bellied man, but Tie Er doesn't care? A shy smile? It made Zhan'er and the Wang Gang subconsciously distance themselves from him, which also made Zhan'er and the Wang Gang subconsciously distance themselves from him.
Ye An stuck his head out of the car window and yelled: "You can't get on the table! People who don't understand will think that I'm short of your food, little man!"
Xuan Chengzi looked at Ye An laughing and scolding, and knew that these three people had become the people Ye An cared about, and even their status in this young man's heart was no worse than that of his master.
Xuan Chengzi just doesn't understand? Why is the matter of superiority and inferiority so irrelevant in Ye An's eyes?
How can there be such a relationship between a master and a servant? It doesn't look like a master and a servant, they are just a group of companions... This is probably due to Ye An's family tradition?
Although it is inconsistent with etiquette and contrary to secular rules, Xuan Chengzi feels very comfortable. Whether he is with Ye An or talking to Ye An, he always feels comfortable. This disciple follows his own personality.
There is no distinction between high and low, no distinction between superior and inferior? When Ye An took an osmanthus flower from a little girl's hand to say thanks, Xuan Chengzi suddenly discovered where his strangeness came from!
Treat everyone? Every ordinary person he meets, no matter who he is, he will be subconsciously polite.
Whether it was the driver driving the cart, the vendor selling drinks, or the little girl selling flowers in front of him, he was always polite and polite, never looked down upon, and never neglected!
That kind of respect and equality is something that radiates from the core and cannot be hidden no matter what.
This is very strange. We should not be polite to common people. Scholars have their own pride, and they should be polite to others. How can we be polite to others unless we ask for something?
But this is not the case for him, Ye An. In his eyes, it seems that... all living beings are equal?
He casually put this sweet-smelling osmanthus flower on Zhan'er's head, and the elegance suddenly appeared on her body, causing passers-by to exclaim loudly: "What a handsome little lady, the young man can take pity on people."
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Ye An giggled, but didn't think much about it. He just thought the lamp would look good with the osmanthus.
He refused to let her get on the cart, saying that the owner's family was riding in the cart, so he could just follow it and it wouldn't be too tiring.
"Boy, is this how your family has taught you to treat others since you were a child?"
Without looking back, he replied: "Nonsense! Be civilized and polite, Ba Rong Ba... Ahem, master, what did you say?" After Ye An finished speaking, he was stunned. He also discovered the problem himself.
Turning to look at Xuan Chengzi, he saw the old Taoist squinting his eyes slightly and looking at him sideways: "Although I don't know where you come from, I know that all living beings are equal there."
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Ye An took a long breath and looked at Xuanchengzi and said: "Master, there is a saying that my disciple said to Zhan'er and also to Yingniang. I will say it to you again now. All human beings are created equal!
They should be given freedom and dignity. I don’t think there is anything mean about the three of them. Tie Er and I have no contract. I also burned the personal contracts of Wang Bang and Zhan’er. Even if they turn around and leave now, I
I won’t stop you.”
Xuanchengzi looked at Ye An for a long time and nodded slowly: "This is due to your family's learning. The miscellaneous family draws on the strengths of others and absorbs the learning of hundreds of schools. In your eyes, I am afraid that there is no useless learning. Therefore, I also feel that all living beings should
They are all equal, but after all, you have arrived in the Song Dynasty. There are etiquette, laws and rules in this world, and you cannot show them anymore."
Ye An scratched his head. This was the first time he heard someone say this, but he soon understood the reason. It would make him look different in this world.
Sure enough, Xuan Chengzi said: "You treat everyone politely, so what should the superiors think? Can the inferiors bear it?
Confucianism distinguishes between scholars, farmers, industry, and commerce. Scholars are high and farmers are important, and businessmen are low. You want to be a scholar. If you can't shine your family's teachings on the world, then you have to follow the rules of Confucianism.
! Otherwise, it will be unsafe to act independently."
Ye An nodded slowly, crossed his hands and saluted: "Disciple, I understand. Thank you, Master, for your advice!"
Shuqiao is the largest and most spectacular bridge across the Bianhe River in Tokyo, and it is also an important traffic artery extending in all directions.
The Bianshui River flows under the bridge and the waves are roaring. People are coming and going on the bridge, which is very lively. Business on both sides of the strait is very prosperous, and the sound of sheng music is continuous.
Walking to the bridge, he looked at the Zhuque Gate in the south, Xuande Tower in the north, and Tianjie Street in the middle. Ye An didn't see Yang Zhi buying a knife, but he saw that the bridge was high and the water was deep, and even the boats passing by did not remove their masts.
The music suddenly sounded, and everyone slowly stood aside to avoid it. Then they saw a float suddenly appeared, and it was filled with women in colorful clothes.
After seeing the crowd watching, they all said in a sweet voice: "Lan Kwai Fong's song and dance "Departure" will premiere tonight, everyone is welcome to sit down and watch!"
There was a crash, and people gathered around the float. Ye An poked his head out of the cart and saw that behind the huge float was the ticket office... A woman with quick hands was stamping and selling tickets!
The driver of the carriage said, "Can you two gentlemen wait a moment? I'll go buy the show tickets and come back!"
Without waiting for Xuan Chengzi to speak, the little old man rushed over at the speed of a "rabbit", leaving the Niu Erwang Gang and others stunned.
Ye An stared at the three big characters on the float and muttered to himself: "What the hell is Lan Kwai Fong?!"