The Road to the Imperial Examination for Poor Children"

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, and soon received the Holy Spirit’s approval.
　　However, every time the Hanlin Academy officials' meals are served, someone will be specially arranged to bring them from the official kitchen next door, so as not to be disturbed by people coming over here every day. They are not in the same department after all, so they still have to be cautious.
　　"Today's lotus leaf chicken is very delicious, and the salty taste is just right." Zhang Qingyuan couldn't help but speak. We are all of the same age, so naturally we have to speak more casually. Zhang Qingyuan felt that if it weren't for fear of being an eyesore, , at this time, his hand had already touched his full belly.
　　Gu Ping on the side was also a little unsatisfied. It was not because he was greedy. The chefs in the official kitchen were really good at cooking. He had eaten this lotus leaf chicken before, but the taste was too bland. It was too fat and a little greasy, and it was incomparable to what the official chefs make today.
　　Also, Gu Ping felt that if he didn't keep his mouth shut if he ate this way, he would gain weight in a short time.
　　Thinking of this, Gu Ping couldn't help but look at Lin Yuanqiu, who was walking beside him. He was tall and slender, with a well-proportioned figure, and no trace of gain. He just saw that Lin Yuanqiu had eaten two bowls of rice. He must have a good appetite, but he still looked thin. You said it was irritating or not.
　　Lin Yuanqiu didn't know that his colleagues were envious of his physique of not getting fat. At this moment, he was giving some silver to the clerk who had just brought the meal, hoping that he would help him buy some lotus leaf chicken from the official kitchen.
　　This was his father's favorite. Lin Sanzhu fell in love with this dish after eating it a few times in the capital. Lin Yuanqiu had also tasted it, so after eating today's lotus leaf chicken, he had the same idea as Gu Ping, and felt that the one made by the official chef tasted better than what he had eaten before.
　　So I decided to buy it back for my dad to try.
　　This kind of operation is allowed. It was precisely when Lin Yuanqiu saw his colleagues doing this that he took out the money and asked the clerk to help him buy it.
　　In addition to buying food from the official kitchen to take home, Lin Yuanqiu also saw that many officials would put their unfinished portions of food into lunch boxes and pack them back.
　　Lin Yuanqiu can understand this approach. After all, not all officials have rich families. In addition, the food served by the official chef is of sufficient portion and tastes good, so it is normal for me to want to take it back home for my wife and children to try.
　　What's more, such frugal practices have always been the most appreciated and respected by Emperor Jingkang.
　　After all, it is a shame to waste food at any time.
　　Lin Yuanqiu decided that starting from tomorrow, he would also bring a lunch box and put it in the government office, so that if he had too much to eat, he could pack it and take it home.
　　There is more than half an hour of rest time after lunch every day. This is the hottest time of the day. It is inevitable that you will feel sleepy when you go on duty in the afternoon. It is necessary to take a nap at noon.
　　There are about ten square bamboo beds placed in the west compartment of the History Museum, which are used by historians for lunch breaks.
　　However, Lin Yuanqiu did not take a nap at this time. Instead, he followed his colleagues who also bought lotus leaf chicken and went to the Dianbook Hall.
　　There was a well next to the Dianbook Hall. The two planned to put the lotus leaf chicken in a bamboo basket and hoist it into a cool well. Otherwise, it would easily break in such a hot day.
　　When he got there, Lin Yuanqiu saw that there were already people standing by the well, and Shen Shizhao was also there. Looking at the hands of several people, some were holding lunch boxes, and some were holding oil paper bags like his. It seemed that everyone was Be prepared to hang the food in the well in case it breaks.
　　Somehow, Lin Yuanqiu suddenly felt a strong sense of life, and this strong sense of life did not conflict with the Imperial Academy, a noble place, but rather complemented each other.
　　At three o'clock in the morning, Lin Yuanqiu went to the library to return all the historical books he had received in the morning.
　　Books taken out on the same day must be returned on the same day. This is the rule of the library.
　　When Lin Yuanqiu went to the well next to the bookkeeping hall, he found that he was the only one holding a lotus leaf chicken in the basket.
　　After touching it, it felt ice cold, which showed that the temperature underground was indeed much cooler.
　　There were many people in the family, so Lin Yuanqiu originally wanted to buy three lotus leaf chickens. However, due to the hot weather, the official kitchen did not cook more, so when it was Lin Yuanqiu's turn, only the last one was left.
　　Therefore, Lin Yuanqiu was thinking about how to divide the chicken later.
　　Before he could figure it out, Lin Yuanqiu, who had only taken a few steps out of the Hanlin Academy, soon saw his father standing on the other side of the road smiling at him.
　　"Dad, why are you here?"
　　There wasn't even a tree that could provide shade on the street here. Lin Yuanqiu frowned when he saw Lin Sanzhu's sunburnt face.
　　Lin Sanzhu didn't take it seriously, "Dad has just been here for a while. He just came out of our shop and thought it was still early, so he stopped by to take a look. How are you? Are you getting used to it?" How could Lin Sanzhu stop by
　　? Ah, today is my dog's first day on duty. How could he feel relieved? So he used the excuse of going to the shop to come directly from home.
　　Thinking that several officials had special carriages to take them home just now, Lin Sanzhu thought about his own carriage and didn't know when it would be delivered to the capital.
　　Lin Yuanqiu took out the cloth handkerchief and handed it over, indicating to Lin Sanzhu to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "Father, don't worry, my son only did the work of compiling history today. It is not difficult as long as you are careful. My son doesn't think there is anything wrong with it." Something I'm not used to."
　　Except for the fact that the official robes were a bit hot on a hot day, there was nothing I could do about it.