C2 A Half-illiterate Pauper

Seeing that the rabbit had been roasted beyond recognition, Tang Yue couldn't bear to watch any longer. He asked the grandpa for a knife and carried his fish to the river to deal with it.

Behind him, the grandpa anxiously advised, "young master, the fish is not delicious. It is spicy and tasteless. It is also very fishy."

Tang Yue waved his hand without turning his head. He was ready to use his cooking skills to shock this ancient person.

He shaved the fish's scales and washed it clean. Then, he found a clean branch and skewered it. Seeing that there were wild vegetables on the shore that he had eaten before, he washed some clean and stuffed them into the fish's stomach. Then, he carried the fish back to the temple.

"How should I address you, old man?" Tang Yue communicated with people normally for the first time in the past month.

The grandpa was a little nervous. He handed the rabbit meat to Tang Yue and said, "I am called Shan."

Tang Yue's heart moved. His eyes fell on the grandpa's face. The first time he met the grandpa, he saw the picture of the side of his face. At first, he thought it was a scar, but now it looked like the word "mountain." It was just that the writing method was different from the words he knew.

Thanks to the ancestors in China, they were all very good at creating words, which allowed him to recognize one or two simple words.

Did he come to a slave society? He remembered that only slaves had the habit of writing on their faces. If that was the case, Tang Yue should be glad that he was not wearing a slave.

He quietly took the mountain. After being a doctor for more than ten years, if he could get useful information from a patient, it was also a field of knowledge. Some patients were resistant to doctors and did not want to say too much.

Tang Yue asked about his family and his own situation. The other party was not on guard and told him everything he knew.

Unfortunately, he did not know much. Tang Yue only asked that the father of the body was Yueyang Marquis and his surname was Tang. He had seven daughters, and the eldest daughter was engaged to Noble Heir of State Duke Heng.

The mother of the family was surnamed Zhao, and she came from a rich family. Unfortunately, she didn't have a son, so her status in the family wasn't high.

Tang Yue secretly guessed that it was most likely that his original father could not give birth to a son. That was why he tried to find a way to bring his illegitimate son home to inherit the incense.

In this era, children must be very important.

Tang Yue rejected the burnt rabbit. He placed the fish on the fire and turned it from time to time. When the skin was a little brittle, he used a knife to cut open a few holes and apply some coarse salt on it.

Unfortunately, they did not have any seasoning other than salt. They could only eat the original flavor.

The fish was cooked quickly. Not long after, a fragrance wafted out. Shan looked at Tang Yue with curiosity and pity. In his opinion, only men with low statuses could cook. Young masters of great families regarded the kitchen as a ferocious beast.

"Alright, I'll give you half." Tang Yue cut the fish in the middle and handed the tail section to the mountain. "We'll eat some today. We can look for food on the way tomorrow."

"No, no, how can I eat the food that young master roasted?" He compared the fish in Tang Yue's hand to the perfectly shaped grilled fish. The hand holding the grilled fish was shaking, and his face was hot. Fortunately, he could not tell it was black.

"Take it. This is what I exchanged with you. Cut a piece of rabbit leg for me." Tang Yue's face was so fierce that Shan could not refute him.

He had thought that this young man had a face similar to the family head, but he did not have the dignity of the family head. It turned out that he was just hiding his true strength.

The mountain bit down on the fish meat with little hope. It was a gift from the Patriarch. No matter how bad the fish meat was, he had to eat it all. This was a confirmation of his master.

"Eh..." As he bit down on the fish, Shan was surprised to find that it was not bad. The outer skin was crispy and crispy. The fish meat was smooth and tender. There was a slight fishy smell but it was not obvious. It was much better than what he had eaten in the past.

At this time, people either steamed or boiled the fish. Moreover, they did not know how to add seasoning, and there was a very strong earthy smell. Therefore, aristocratic families never ate fish.

The two of them ate a fish and a rabbit. Tang Yue barely ate his fill. He was at the age of a poor father, so his appetite was quite good.

Shan seemed to see that he was tired of eating. He said with understanding, "young master, when we arrive at a nearby village tomorrow, I'll go buy some dried food and eat it on the way."

They rarely bought food on the way. They all settled it in the wilderness. Tang Yue thought it was hot and cooked food did not last long.

He realized he was poor early in the morning. He did not have a single copper coin on him. Thinking about it now, perhaps he was not the only one who was poor.

"How much money do you have on you?" Tang Yue asked directly.

Shan quickly took out the money bag from the inside pocket of his clothes and handed it to Tang Yue. He lowered his head and said, "The main family has paid a lot of money for this trip, but young master was sick and hired a doctor to spend more than half of his money. Now this is all that is left."

Tang Yue could feel his embarrassment. He took the bag of money and took it out to take a look. There were only five knife coins in total.

When he first woke up, he was indeed drinking medicine. He had seen an old doctor who was arrogant. He had randomly diagnosed his pulse and prescribed medicine. He drank ordinary firewood and beard to add ginger, but he received a lot of money from them.

Tang Yue did not know if the prescription of this era was so simple or if he had been fooled by that old man. He asked about the prices of the goods here and found that five knife coins were equivalent to five hundred yuan. It was indeed difficult to support the rest of the journey for the two of them.

He rubbed his face and returned the money to Shan. He told him to keep it properly and then went to the river to wash his hands.

He sat by the river for a while to pay tribute to his house, car, and money. He recalled his young boyfriend's handsome face again. Tang Yue thought that he was now a semi-illiterate poor man. He sighed faintly. He then returned to the temple with a heavy heart.

The mountain had already fed the cows and picked up a lot of dry wood. After that, he fell asleep. In ancient times, there were no entertainment activities. The night was especially long.