The bartender thought, "You poor scholar, look what you found." God, isn't that an insult? The scholar touched and thought about how to get out. He answered the clerk, "Xiao Er, what's your name?" "What's your name?" The bartender learned the scholar's accent and said, "biang biang noodles." The scholar asked, "biang biang noodles? Biang biang was written? " This noodle restaurant is a well-known time-honored brand, and the noodles are specially made. Noodles collide with panels, so they are also called "biang biang noodles". How to write the word "biang biang"? No one ever thought about it. Seeing that the bartender could not answer, the scholar suddenly had an idea. He said, "Xiao Er, talk to the boss. I have no money today. Can this bowl of noodles be written with the word' biangbiang'? " The bartender came back in an instant and said, "Deal." The shopkeeper thought, "Since ancient times, there has been no word' biangbiang'. See how a poor scholar defaults. " "Biangbian Biangbiang" scholar muttered in his heart.
Scholars know books best, but the word "biang biang" has not existed since ancient times. "If there is nothing in the book, how can you create it?" The emperor can make words in the name, how can a scholar compare with it? The scholar is full of sadness and melancholy; Studying hard at a cold window will not succeed or become famous. It's unfair that you will be reduced to this field of breach of contract in full view of the public.
When he was in a hurry, he cursed the emperor in his heart: "What do you mean, the sun and the moon are shining in the sky?" ? People are suffering and sorrow; The conflict in the palace, the wolf is in power; Corrupt officials, rampant in the countryside; I am a scholar who studies hard at a cold window, because there is no money and no one, my joints can't pass, and I won't get ahead ... how can the sun and the moon shine? Come on, your emperor can make words, but my scholar can't? "The scholar shouted," pen and ink to serve! "I saw him write a long snake, also wrote a-! As he wrote a song, he said, "A little flies to the big, and the two sides of the Yellow River bend; The eight-character mouth is wide open, the words go in and twist left and right; The west is long, the east is long, and there is a horse king in the middle; At the bottom of my heart, beside the moon, leave a hook to hang hemp sugar; Push the car to Xianyang. "In a word, it is written about the geography of mountains and rivers, and the world is naked.