Ji Zichang laughed and pulled Li Guanyi over, took out a wine pot, then pulled out a silk-wrapped bundle, placed it under the tree, and after opening the package, inside were some salted peanuts, boiled eggs, and a little dried meat.
Eight hundred years ago, the Red Emperor planted this tree and founded the Academy.
Eight hundred years later, the Academy is pervasive in the world, Ji Zichang and Li Guanyi drink wine and eat meat under this tree.
Ji Zichang pointed at the eggs, with a hint of self-mockery: "I just realized, these eggs are so cheap, there's no need for silver to buy them; yet even these eggs, the people of the world gradually can't afford to eat them."
"Here, I'll give you one."
He tossed a boiled egg over, Li Guanyi looked at it, charred.
The coloring, Li Guanyi felt familiar, pondered his words, said oddly: "...Did you not pay attention while boiling the eggs, boiling all the water away?"
Ji Zichang's expression froze, he said: "This, I, cough cough."
