"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" records such a story. Liu Zhang of Yizhou sent his minister Zhang Song as envoy to Xudu, and met Cao Cao's Yang Xiu, who was famous for his intelligence.
Yang Xiu had always been proud of his talent and did not take the world's heroes seriously. When he saw Zhang Song's short stature and unattractive appearance, his first impression was not good, and he looked down on him in his heart.
So, Yang Xiu took out the "New Book of Meng De", a military book written by Cao Cao himself, and showed it to Zhang Song. He wanted to use it to show off his lord's martial arts, and also to ridicule Zhang Song.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Song dismissed this book after reading it and said: "A three-foot-old child in Shu can recite this book secretly. What is the "New Book"? This was written by an unknown person during the Warring States Period. Prime Minister Cao stole it for himself and stopped it. It’s so easy to hide it!”
Of course, Yang Xiu didn't believe that his talented and strategic lord was a copycat, so he refuted it on the spot.
Zhang Song said, "If you don't believe it, I'll try to recite it."
So Zhang Song recited the thirteen-volume "New Book of Meng De" from beginning to end on the spot, and there was not a word wrong.
Yang Xiu was shocked. Only then did he realize that Zhang Song had the ability to recall memories after seeing them. From then on, he looked at Zhang Song with admiration.
Wei Chen started reading the Three Kingdoms not long after he became literate in his previous life. He read the 120-chapter "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" over and over countless times, and naturally he has a deep memory of the story of Yang Xiu and Zhang Song.
But Wei Chen never thought that he would actually have "Zhang Song's ability" now, even more so!
The characters in romance novels may have been artistically exaggerated to a certain extent and are somewhat different from the characters' real images, but Wei Chen's abilities are real.
"Analects of Confucius" has a total of twenty volumes, divided into two volumes, with more than 200,000 words. It takes one morning for ordinary people to read it briefly, but Wei Chen can read it without missing a word, and he can read it immediately. Memorize it by heart.
It is not an exaggeration to say that this kind of ability is a special function.
"Is it because of the fusion of memories from two lives? Or has traveling through time and space had some unknown impact on my consciousness and thinking?"
Wei Chen was puzzled, and in the end he could only attribute the reason to time travel. After all, the matter of time travel itself was mysterious enough, and it seemed reasonable to add some other "gifts" attached to it.
In any case, having this ability to remember something is definitely a good thing for Wei Chen, at least it will be very helpful for Wei Chen to take the imperial examination in the future.
"Brother Chen."
A familiar child's voice sounded outside the door, interrupting Wei Chen's thoughts, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face.
"It's A Xu, if anything happens, come in and talk!"
Zhang Xu opened the door in response, holding a food plate in his hand with a casserole on it. The smell of mutton was already coming out before he even opened the lid.
Zhang Xu was seven years old, only half the height of an adult, and his strength was far from mature. The casserole on the plate and the food inside seemed to weigh several kilograms. Zhang Xu held it in his hand and shook it, with his face Everyone is trying their best.
Wei Chen quickly took the food plate that might fall off at any time and asked, "Why are you the one bringing the food? Where are my aunt and uncle?"
Most people in Xiyin Village have the surname Wei. They came from the same origin a hundred years ago. In terms of seniority, Wei Ruyi and Wei Chen's father Wei Mingzhao are considered the same generation, so Wei Chen calls her aunt and Zhang Ming uncle.
Seeing that the food plate was placed firmly on the table by Wei Chen, Zhang Xu relaxed and sat down on the ground, sticking out his little tongue and gasping: "Dad went to work in the fields early in the morning, Auntie." Went to the county seat."
"Then who cooked this meal?"
Wei Chen asked, pointing to the casserole on the table.
"My grandma made it and stewed it in the pot before she left. I just lit the fire to heat it up."
Zhang Xu said nonchalantly, as if looking after the house alone was already commonplace for him.
Wei Chen was secretly stunned. It was indeed good for a child from a poor family to become a master early. Thinking about his previous life, he never entered the kitchen even once when he was a teenager. Wei Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed.
Zhang Xu took a breath, then got up from the ground again, cleaned up the messy table in a few moments, then opened the lid of the casserole, put the wooden spoon into the pot, turned around and helped Wei Chen sit down to eat.
Wei Chen sat at the table, looking down at the hot and fragrant mutton porridge in front of him, his nose felt sour for no reason.
At this time, the habit of farmers was to have two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. They would eat thin when they were free and dry when they were busy. They could barely fill their stomachs every day.
The Zhang family is just a middle-to-lower farmer's family, so it is no exception.
But since Wei Chen regained consciousness, he has had three meals a day, including eggs, well-cooked mutton, and thick millet porridge.
No wonder the Zhang family only has a few acres of land, but Zhang Ming, a strong laborer, has to go to the fields before dawn every day. He returns home very late, exhausted, and most likely works as a helper for a large household in the village.
And Wei Ruyi hurried into the county town, probably to go to the county town grocery store to sell the straw mats she had laid overnight...
"What's wrong, brother Chen, eat quickly, it won't be good if it's cold."
Zhang Xu saw Wei Chen sitting still and urged in a low voice.
Wei Chen shook his head and let go of his worries. He turned to look at Zhang Xu who was sitting upright on the small bench. Seeing that he was swallowing saliva unconsciously, he couldn't help but smile and said:
"Axu, come over and eat together. I can't eat that much in one meal."
Zhang Xu was young and had a greedy nature, and he hadn't eaten meat for a long time. When the porridge was hot, the aroma of the mutton aroused the greed in his stomach. He only remembered his mother's instructions before leaving and didn't eat it secretly.
Now that Wei Chen invited him, Zhang Xu couldn't hold it in any longer. He immediately went to get a wooden spoon, stood upright in front of the table, and started sharing the food with Wei Chen one spoon at a time.
After eating, Zhang Xu patted his round belly, burped with satisfaction, and then consciously put away the dishes.
Wei Chen helped them clean up, then straightened his clothes and walked out slowly.
Now that he is gradually recovering, he no longer needs help from others and can go out for a walk on his own.
Now that he has made up his mind to exercise, Wei Chen will not be lazy. He must regain his health as soon as possible and gradually replenish his physical strength.
Walking aimlessly on the dirt road in the village, Wei Chen secretly thought about ways to get rich so that Zhang Ming and Wei Ruyi would not have to work so hard.
Although he has discovered his talent in endorsement, this does not improve the living conditions of the Zhang family.
Moreover, supporting a scholar is likely to make the Zhang family of three even more miserable.
Therefore, Wei Chen must find a way to get money quickly, not only to repay the Zhang family's kindness and make the Zhang family's life better, but also so that Wei Chen can study with peace of mind and participate in the imperial examination.
As a modern person with a graduate degree, it is not difficult for Wei Chen to make some inventions in ancient times and make money. However, in Wei Chen's current situation, he cannot even come up with the most basic starting capital. became the biggest problem.
Unknowingly, Wei Chen had walked to the creek outside the village. This creek was called Jingxi, which is where Xiyin Village got its name.
The fresh air by the stream is very helpful for thinking. Wei Chen stood alone on the bank, letting the water-filled breeze hit his face, listening to the sound of running water in his ears, he felt relaxed and couldn't help but feel happy. Laughed a few times.
The laughter drifted away with the wind and reached the ears of the village women who were washing their clothes by the stream. They all looked curiously at Wei Chen.
"Is this the scholar's doll? Didn't I hear that he was seriously ill? Why did he come out?"
"It should be fine, but it's just that it's lost its shape. Tsk, what a strong young man it was, but now it will fall down when the wind blows."
"Why did he come to this stream to blow in the wind?"
"Is it possible that the illness on your body has healed, but your brain is suffering from nightmares again?"
"It's a pity that Mr. Xiu Cai only left such a single seedling, and now it looks like it's useless..."
Scholars at this time were all highly respected, especially Wei Mingzhao, who was the first scholar in Xiyin Village to win the imperial examination in decades, and his status in the village was even more transcendent.
Because of this, many villagers lamented after the tragic news of Wei Mingzhao's death in the examination room spread.
Now that Wei Chen is looking sick again, in the eyes of the villagers, Wei Mingzhao's lineage may have completely declined from now on.
The women's whispers reached Wei Chen's ears. Wei Chen's footsteps only hesitated slightly, then became brisk again, and continued to leave quickly in the direction of the Zhang family.
