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"Yo, Ganqing is the little chef in the kitchen."

"Is your ancestor a royal chef?"

"..."

The topic changed instantly, all leaning on the food.

Zhao Han held up the loudspeaker and continued to shout, "Everyone be quiet. After listening to the story, I will be able to eat the third new dish tomorrow. Okay?"

"it is good!"

Many diners laughed in unison.

Zhao Han handed the loudspeaker to Fei Chun: "Let's start."

After all, Fei Chun was a monk in the middle of the road, and had never practiced his voice. He had to use a loudspeaker to tell stories on big occasions.He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "This story happened during Song Ningzong's reign. But he said that there was a Niujia Village by the Qiantang River..."

Gradually, the noise became smaller and smaller, and the diners were immersed in it.

Some people even finished eating, but refused to leave and continued to sit there and listen to the story.

When it was mentioned that the Jin State killed people in the Song State, the officers and soldiers of the Song State actually helped. The audience was full of righteous indignation and slapped the table and scolded the Song State Emperor for being a foolish monarch.

When it came to Qiu Chuji beheading corrupt officials and killing those Jin State soldiers, the audience cheered again.

Then, Fei Chun said, "If you want to know what will happen next, let's listen to the breakdown next time!"

"anything else?"

"Don't talk about it?"

"Little brother, another paragraph!"

"..."

Nima, this out of context is simply immoral.

After the two loyal and righteous men, one was killed by Jin Bing, and the other's life and death were unknown.Their wives were pregnant again, and one of them seemed to be saved, but who saved her?What about the remaining one? Can the child be kept?

Stop abruptly, do nothing!

Fei Chun took out a copy of "Goose Lake Xunkan" and said with a smile: "If you want to know about future generations, you can also buy this book. Each volume only costs one penny (0.01 taels of silver)."

During the Zhengde and Jiajing years, because the movable type printing technique was not perfect, the price of books at that time was very expensive. A set of "Li Shangyin's Poems" was worth 4 taels of silver.

During the Wanli period, it dropped a lot, and a set of "Fengshen Romance" was worth 2 taels.

During the Apocalypse and Chongzhen years, printing was more developed, and there were more and more publishing houses, and book prices continued to decline.

Zhao Han's "Goose Lake Xunkan" uses relatively cheap paper, and it is close to the paper production area, so it can be said to be sold at a very cheap price... Well, to put it more bluntly, it is roughly equivalent to a pound of chicken.

Those who can eat at Dingsheng Lou don’t need that pound of chicken money.

Although dissatisfied, but still want to know the follow-up, more than a dozen people bought the magazine on the spot.

Then, yelling...

They bought novels to read. Who knew that after they got them, only one-third of them belonged to novels.

"Refund!"

"Refund!"

Zhao Han rushed to the stage and shouted even more fiercely than the consumers: "If anyone screams, I will stop writing, and there will be no new dishes in the future!"

Everyone was speechless, ignoring the previous content, and turned to the back to read the novel.

Another guy from the restaurant served food in the private room on the second floor, all carrying a magazine in his arms.

A guy came into the house to add wine and asked, "Master Fei, is this gentleman interested in buying a ten-day magazine? Poems, essays, opera novels, everything, it's very good."

"Let's take a look." Zheng Zhongkui smiled.

The guy hurriedly handed over the "Goose Lake Xunkan", Zheng Zhongkui didn't give the money immediately, but first opened it and browsed it.

There is no inaugural word on the title page, it is directly the catalogue of this issue.

The first section "Zhao Ziyue", author Zhao Ziyue, the title of the article: "People in the world are born equal".

Zheng Zhongkui's eyelids jumped, and he quickly flipped through the text:

"...One is equality between men and women...The second is equality in all occupations...The third is equality between good and bad..."

Chapter 058 [Fashion Boss]

"Snapped!"

Before Zheng Zhongkui finished reading the article, someone slapped the table in the elegant room next door: "If you write well, men and women should be equal, and the good and the bad should be equal!"

Immediately, this person pushed open the door and walked out, shouting cheerfully, "Who is Zhao Ziyue? Come and drink three hundred cups!"

Zhao Han looked up to the second floor and was taken aback.

I saw this person wearing a Confucian shirt, neither the standard blue and white, nor the green that failed the examination.It's... a pink base, with bright red, purple, green, and yellow accents.

Like a human-shaped peacock in a Confucian shirt!

Looking at his headdress again, although the small golden crown is fancy, it is still within the normal range.But the hairpin that passed through the crown was actually adorned with intarsia beads and jade, and walked like a woman's swaying steps.

He raised his hand and flicked, and the folding fan unfolded, with a picture of a lady on the fan.

There are also women's clothing bosses in the Ming Dynasty?

Well, it's not really women's clothing, strictly speaking, it's neither male nor female.

Zhao Han paced to the second floor, cupped his hands and said, "I'm going down to Zhao Han, dare to ask your son's name."

Seeing Zhao Han's tender face, the man couldn't help frowning and said, "Zhao Ziyue is so young?"

Zhao Han asked back, "You can wear different clothes, but you can't be young?"

The man was stunned for a while, then he laughed loudly, clasped his fists and said, "Fei Ruyi, with the words Changhuai, just came back from Suzhou. My outfit is very fashionable in Suzhou."

"How many people in different clothes are there in Suzhou?" Zhao Han was quite surprised.

Fei Ruyi said triumphantly, "Not only Suzhou, but also Susongchang Lake, there are many people in different clothes!"

The society of the late Ming Dynasty was very deformed.

The north is hell, and the people are suffering from food and clothing; the south is heaven, where fashion has already been born.

On the one hand, the thoughts are imprisoned, and many women die for their husbands; on the other hand, the thoughts are unrestrained, and there are many deviant people.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

Where there is confinement, there is presumptuousness.

The slogan of equality in all industries was uttered by Wang Gen a long time ago, 100 years ago.

The slogan of equality between men and women was uttered by Li Zhi long ago, 50 years ago.

Wang Gen and Li Zhi were both disciples and grandchildren of Wang Yangming.

Today, Zhao Han advocates equality for everyone, but adds the phrase "equality between the good and the cheap".

As long as the rebellion is not openly publicized, let alone the central court, even the local officials are too lazy to manage.

If Zhao Han becomes famous, he may even receive an official lecture invitation.

……

Zheng Zhongkui put down the magazine, thoughtful.

Fei Yuanlu picked it up and took a look, and suddenly became very angry, and said angrily: "He is so arrogant and arrogant, how dare he call himself Zhao Zi!"

Zheng Zhongkui responded with a smile, neither agreeing nor refuting.

Fei Yuanlu quickly rushed out of the elegant room, stood in the aisle and shouted, "Which one is Zhao Ziyue?"

Zhao Han was talking to Fei Ruyi, when he heard the words, he turned around and bowed: "Report to the mountain chief, the student is Zhao Ziyue."

Fei Yuanlu immediately had an impression: "You are Fei Meizhong's adopted son, Pang Weiran's student?"

"It's an honor for the head of the mountain to remember the students." Zhao Han responded calmly.

Fei Yuanlu scolded: "Don't promote fallacies and heresies, take them all and burn them!"

Before Zhao Han could speak again, Fei Ruyi suddenly stepped forward: "Grandfather's words are bad..."

"Fei Ruyi!"

Before he could finish talking, Fei Yuanlu froze and roared, "What the hell are you wearing? Go home quickly and change your face!"

Well, it turned out to be the grandfather and grandson.

Fei Ruyi was not afraid at all, and deliberately turned around twice, showing off her beautiful clothes to the fullest, and said with a hilarious smile: "Grandfather doesn't know, this is a beautiful dress, and Suzhou Juncai wears it more."

"Bullshit," Fei Yuanlu was almost dizzy, and scolded, "You shameless bastard, you said you were going to Jiang Zuo to study, and after a few years of travel, you could not pass the exam, so you learned all this bullshit? Me? I... I'll beat you to death!"

Fei Ruyi raised his hand to block the old fist, and argued rationally: "Grandfather, don't be in a mess. If you become my father, how should my father deal with himself?"

"Hahahaha!"

Instantly burst into laughter.

But it was the diners on the first floor, who had been paying attention to the aisle on the second floor for a long time, and were amused by the grandfather and grandson at this moment.

Hearing the laughter, Fei Yuanlu immediately stopped.

He acted as if nothing had happened, tidied up his clothes to hide his embarrassment, and scolded in a low voice, "Go inside and say, both of you come in!"

Fei Yuanlu returned to the private room first, and Zhao Han and Fei Ruyi could only follow.

Zheng Zhongkui stood up and bowed, and the two hurriedly returned the salute. Due to Fei Yuanlu's presence, it was inconvenient for them to communicate too much.

Fei Ruyi was still confused, pulling his clothes and saying, "Grandfather, this dress is gorgeous in color, and it is very expensive to dye. It is impossible for ordinary dye houses to do it. If you watch your grandson wear it for a few days, you will definitely feel that It's pleasing to the eye."

Fei Yuanlu couldn't bear his anger and growled, "You bastard, can you wear this yellow and purple?"

Fei Ruyi shook the folding fan lightly and said with a smile, "The sky is high and the emperor is far away, so the government doesn't care, so grandfather doesn't need to worry about it."

"Also," Fei Yuanlu pointed at his grandson's head, "what's the matter with your hairpin? You don't learn anything else, but learn to dress up as a woman!"

Fei Ruyi explained: "Grandfather misunderstood, this is not a woman's dress, but a fashionable dress in Suzhou."

Fashion means popular fashion.

Fashionable, refers to new talents.

Fei Yuanlu couldn't hold back his fire and roared: "Suzhou, the land of evildoers!"

Fei Ruyi murmured, "The clocks in my grandfather's study also seem to be made in Suzhou."

"To shut up!"

Fei Yuanlu was short of breath, but he didn't die of anger on the spot.

Zhao Han looked out the window and pursed his lips.

Zheng Zhongkui looked down at the magazine, he had already seen the second section "Liaodong Theory".

"Liaodong Theory" belongs to a series of column articles, and the author's signature is "Liaodong Private".The first issue does not talk about the big truth, but only introduces the origin of the Liaodong Tartars. Starting from Li Chengliang's attack on Wang Gao, it refutes Nurhaci's "seven hatreds" one by one.

Like most Ming people, Zheng Zhongkui did not know the origin of the Liaodong Tartars. After reading this article, he finally got a clear context.

He wants to make friends with "Liaodong personal husband"!

"Ah!"

But Fei Yuanlu couldn't help but smashed out a plate, smashing his grandson's forehead, and then the plate hit the wall and shattered.

Fei Ruyi touched his forehead and found that he was bleeding, and suddenly exclaimed, "It's going to be broken!"

Fei Yuanlu yelled, "Go home and think about it behind closed doors!"

Fei Ruyi quickly ran out of the private room, but instead of going home to think about it, she sought a doctor for treatment, fearing that her beautiful forehead would leave scars.

Fei Yuanlu's anger still remained, and he pointed at Zhao Han: "You are only a child, and An dare to call himself Zhao Zi?"

Zhao Han looked innocent and replied, "Sir, the student did not call himself Zhao Zi, but the signature of the article is Zhao Ziyue."

"What's the difference?" Fei Yuanlu asked.

Zhao Han explained: "If you sign Zhao Zi, you are overstepping the sages. If you sign Zhao Ziyue, you are admiring the sages. The student's original surname is Zhao, and Ziyue is from "The Analects of Confucius". For respect, always keep in mind the words of Confucius."

Fei Yuanlu laughed angrily: "The strong words are arrogant, and you are a boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouths. Then tell me, why do you violate the Confucian guidelines and write something like 'all people in the world are born equal'?"