Chapter 108 A Gift for Director Zhen

"It's really amazing."

Zhao Yun looked at the paper and pen on the table and couldn't help but marvel at it. At this moment, he vaguely understood the saying that technology is the primary productive force.

Unlike Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun had some elementary education. Most of the elementary education for children in the Han Dynasty used the Cangjie chapter.

The Cangjie chapter was originally a work by a local calligrapher who integrated Li Si's Cangjie, Zhao Gao's Yuanli, and Hu Wujing's Boxue. It was later supplemented and developed by Yang Xiong, Ban Gu, Jia Cang, and others. By the time Zhao Yun was in elementary school, the volume had reached 12 chapters, and there was no repeated word.

Among the many classics of the Han Dynasty, the Cangjie Chapter is definitely not obscure and difficult to understand, but it seems complicated compared to the enlightenment book here.

Not to mention, this pencil is much easier to use than a brush, and the content recorded in the book is also novel and interesting. Zhao Yun can be sure that he has never seen such words before, but when he saw the words for the first time, he fell into the same state as when he came here. Instantly, he understood what the font wanted to express, and also understood that these fonts were developed little by little, but they have been simplified, so they are called "Chinese characters-simplified characters."

Mathematics is also relatively easy to understand, similar to arithmetic.

As for physics and chemistry, Zhao Yun was really confused. Some questions could not be solved just by reading books. He rubbed his sore and swollen head, and suddenly a thunderbolt hit the back of his head.

Zhao Yun suddenly remembered: Yes, my third brother said that if I don’t know, I can go and ask him!
He stood up and looked around. The sun was setting and the room was filled with golden light. In the huge lounge, no one came to disturb them all day. No one knew where Liu Bei and Guan Yu had gone. Only Zhang Fei was leaning on the sofa, staring at Zhao Yun with his leopard eyes.

Zhao Yun quickly walked up to Zhang Fei and asked, "Third brother, how do you solve this problem?"

Zhang Fei still stared at Zhao Yun.

"Third brother, third brother."

Zhao Yun shouted several times, but Zhang Fei didn't respond at all.

A thought arose in my mind.

Could it be that Third Brother fell asleep?

Zhao Yun bent down slightly, pricked up his ears and listened carefully. As expected, he really heard a slight snoring sound.
"Third brother." Zhao Yun laughed in silence. Seeing the cool breeze, he turned around and pulled a blanket to cover Zhang Fei.

The moment the blanket fell on Zhang Fei's body, Zhang Fei trembled, as if he had a stress response, and did a sit-up with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Hmm? Zilong, what do you want to talk to me about?" Zhang Fei wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and added quickly: "I was thinking about the story just now and didn't pay attention, didn't pay attention."

Seeing the panic flashing across Zhang Fei's face, Zhao Yun did not point it out. He nodded and praised: "No wonder Third Brother described it so vividly, it turns out that you are so hardworking. Yun, there are some questions that I can't figure out, please help me with them."

In order to hide his guilty conscience, Zhang Fei stood up, patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder, and vowed, "No problem, no problem, we are all brothers, I will help you and let you see the wisdom of my third brother!"

Zhang Fei took the paper and pen from Zhao Yun casually while laughing. He only glanced at the words on the paper with the corner of his eye. His every move seemed to show a confidence that no one could match.

"Simple."

He uttered two words slowly, as if he had it all planned out. Zhang Fei clenched the pen tightly and began to write eloquently.

As he wrote, the smile on Zhang Fei's face gradually faded, his brows knitted together, and he almost wanted to start a fight.

Sometimes he suddenly realized, and sometimes he shook his head and sighed.

After struggling for several minutes, Zhang Fei reluctantly put down the paper and pen. Seeing Zhao Yun's expectant eyes, he was ready to say "I can't", but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say them.

Fortunately, at this time, the door was pushed open, and Liu Bei and Guan Yu walked in, talking and laughing. "Third brother, Zilong." Guan Yu asked, "Why are you standing here?"

Zhao Yun explained to Liu Bei and Guan Yu: "Big brother, second brother, I don't want to ask third brother for help when I have a question."

"Can I ask Third Brother?"

Liu Bei and Guan Yu looked at each other. Both of them were careful people. When they came in, they had already seen the books on Zhao Yun's desk.

Based on their understanding of Zhang Fei, it was a bit too much for Zhang Fei to teach the knowledge in the book at his level. Since Zhang Fei realized that scholars were nothing more than that, his enthusiasm for reading was not as strong as before. Compared with reading, he preferred to chat with the elders here.

"Ahem." Zhang Fei's face was as embarrassed as a monkey's butt. He covered his mouth and coughed a few times, then said casually: "Zilong, it just so happens that big brother and second brother are back. You can go and ask them. This question is too simple. Isn't it just about how to make alcohol in the Han Dynasty? There is no need for me to help. Big brother can solve it easily. Don't you agree, big brother?"

Zhang Fei blinked frantically.

After all, Zhang Fei was the youngest of the three. Liu Bei suppressed his smile and gave Zhao Yun a reassuring look. He walked up to Zhao Yun and patted him on the shoulder. "Zilong, let me tell you something."

Liu Bei gave Zhao Yun a general account of the matter.

Zhao Yun was stunned. "Brother, that means you have made colored glaze?"

"Yes." Liu Bei nodded. "We have replaced the limestone as an auxiliary material with plant ash. Now the glass technology has become mature."

With glass, many achievements could be made in the Han Dynasty. Liu Bei had thought about making alcohol, but he had only been in Jincheng County for a short time and many policies had not been implemented yet, so he recruited Beigong Boyu.

What's more, brewing wine consumes grain, so everything should be based on agriculture.

Thinking of the risk of infection for the soldiers who were wounded by the knife, Liu Bei clenched his hands and decided to put distilled liquor on the agenda.
Seeing Liu Bei lost in thought, Zhang Fei quickly said, "Brother, I swear I won't drink anymore. You have to believe me."

"Well, I believe you." Liu Bei replied. He knew that Zhang Fei was speaking from the heart. Since he said he would quit drinking, he had never seen Zhang Fei drink.

"Oh, Third Brother." Guan Yu's voice sounded at the right time, "Big Brother, have you memorized what I asked you to memorize?"

"Of course, second brother, don't you know what kind of person I am? How can I sit here with peace of mind if I don't do it well?"

A smile appeared on Zhang Fei's face again. He took out a few pieces of paper from his arms and dusted them with his hands.

"Third brother, what are you doing?" Zhao Yun's face was full of curiosity, and he stretched his head forward to take a look.

There were only a few large, square characters on the outermost piece of paper.

"Ma Fei San."

Zhang Fei's nose was about to rise to the sky. He said proudly, "This is the prescription I got from Hua Changshi! It really took me a lot of effort to get it. I wonder if Director Zhen will like this gift?!"

On the set, Zhen De saw the words "Ma Fei San" through the surveillance camera and instantly lost his composure.

Oh my god, it’s Ma Fei San!
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