The red silk girl performed her stunt, but she didn't even touch Zhang Shanfeng's meal.

Instead, he let him visit the entire second floor, and his face couldn't help but blush with anger.

I saw that the red silk girl was like a dance, but she was soft and strong, chasing Zhang Shanfeng all the way.

While playing back, he was careful that the copper ball in front of the red silk smashed his own cups, plates, dishes and bowls.

Zhang Shanfeng turned around, passed through the corridor full of calligraphy and paintings, and came to a large open room with a beaded curtain at the end of the corridor.

Although I couldn't quietly appreciate the layout of this private room, I was still deeply attracted by the scene of literati and artists in the private room.

I saw that in this private room, there is no big table in the private room of a traditional restaurant.

Instead, there are long tables on each side of the wine pond in three directions.

There are two mattresses behind each table where guests can sit on the floor.

At the front is a large, long table with beaded curtains lifted and fixed on both sides.

The antique bookshelves that surround the walls on both sides are stacked with classic and familiar books.

There are also some fictitious shelves with some rice paper, pen and ink, and strangers' ink treasures, which are obviously excellent works picked out by the boss.

Although no one was seated in the room, incense was smoking.

The incense burner is actually located in the center of the wine pool, and with the fragrance of the wine, the taste exuded is very special, fresh and elegant, and there is a warm feeling.

In the only direction where there are no seats, a few chairs are set up, and musical instruments such as the guzheng, pipa, and erhu are hung on the wall.

When Zhang Shanfeng flashed by, he found that although the instrument was exposed, it was clean and clean, and he knew at a glance that it was commonly used.

Near the window, there is a white translucent veil that can easily be stolen by the light from the street outside.

Zhang Shanfeng saw through the light that the one set up in front of the window was originally a book case, and the four treasures of the study room on it were all available!

The large bookcase is very convenient for painting and writing, and there is half an unfinished painting on it.

Zhang Shanfeng dodged another blow and looked at the painting curiously.

I saw that the painting was actually a picture of a Danqing beauty, and the body and background were drawn, but the slender woman's face was empty.

The composition in the picture is beautiful, but if the woman who makes up for her facial features is a marijuana face and cross-eyed, there is no need for illusions.

Think about these women, too, living in the camera all day long, in the illusion of their own faces.

That's why you keep a space for illusion in the painting, right?

There is a small couch next to the bookcase.

The pillows on top are all golden silk, neatly folded and arranged on the side.

In the middle of the couch is a small, boxy, short-legged table with a chessboard, and black and white chess pieces are placed at each end in jars.

After turning this big circle, Zhang Shanfeng suddenly had a good impression of the restaurant in front of him, almost all the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were all together, it was really a good place for both virtue and art!

"No wonder I'm reluctant to share it with others, this second floor is really good, I like it!" Zhang Shanfeng dodged a blow and said to the red silk girl with a grin.

"Do you like it? I have to ask if I like the red silk in my hand if I like you!" After the red silk girl finished speaking, she threw out the red silk again and smashed it towards Zhang Shanfeng.

The more she saw Zhang Shanfeng's hippie smile at herself, the more she felt that he was not right, so her expression became serious, changing her previous relaxation.

Now the woman couldn't laugh at all, and just blindly fought against Zhang Shanfeng.

"You're so domineering, do you bosses know, it's a pity to fire you squid tomorrow!" Zhang Shanjun asked with a smile.

"I'm the boss! I'll see who dares to fire me?" The woman heard Zhang Shanfeng say this, her face sank, and she was as cold as frost.

Zhang Shanfeng guessed that this woman's identity must be unusual, but he didn't expect that the woman would be the proprietress of this mixed Xianmanlou!

"It turned out to be the proprietress who was clumsy, and I didn't recognize it at the first time, I'm ashamed!" Zhang Shanfeng jumped back two or three meters, and apologized with a fist.

I thought that the other party should stop like this, but I didn't expect the woman to be very dissatisfied when she heard Zhang Shanfeng say this, and with a wave of her hand, the red silk flew over according to Zhang Shanfeng's face.

"I'm the boss, not the boss's wife!!!!" the woman said loudly and dissatisfiedly.

"Why are you so polite, what conditions do you have, just say it, why bother to rush your own guests like this. Zhang Shanfeng saw that the red silk girl looked more handsome, and deliberately teased her.

Although she looks older than herself, she has a different kind of femininity, which the women around her do not have.

Charming and mature but not rigid, calm and elegant with a little savagery, this is a special temperament that is rare for little girls, which is unforgettable.

"You are a martial artist, do you really think that you can stay here by force if you are stronger than me? If you want to come to me as a guest, I will not let go of anyone who has never ordered Wenmo, and I will not let go of anyone who steps through the door!" After the red silk girl finished speaking, she threw out the red ribbon fiercely.

"What kind of writing and ink, poetry or writing?" asked Zhang Shanfeng.

He only cared about hiding and resolutely refused to fight back.

Before the red silk girl could reply to him, he heard a voice from outside the bead curtain in the direction of the door.

"Sister Duan Jiu'er is so excited today, why did she chase after a handsome man?" said a man standing outside the bead curtain and said mockingly, only hearing his voice, but not seeing his person clearly.

Zhang Shanfeng realized that the young lady in front of him was called Duan Jiu'er, and her name was very good, and she was a little dusty but still had a good bearing.

"you, I'm driving away uninvited guests, if you are long-winded, I'll drive you away with you!" Duan Jiu'er said angrily.

I saw that as soon as she finished speaking, she took out a red ribbon and flew in the direction of the bead curtain.

It turned out that Duan Jiu'er had been entangled with Zhang Shanfeng for a long time, but he couldn't touch Zhang Shanfeng in the slightest.

In the eyes of outsiders, it really looks like a flirtatious couple.

But Duan Jiu'er has long been so angry that she has been in charge of Xianmanlou for many years, how could she have suffered such anger?

If you can't beat Zhang Shanfeng, you can simply relieve your anger with that man who talks a lot.

But Zhang Shanfeng saw that as soon as Duan Jiu'er's red ribbon flew out of the bead curtain, the people outside the bead curtain had already disappeared, and it seemed that the other party had already guarded Duan Jiu'er's hand and ran away.

"Stinky boy, relying on his talent, when you go up to my second floor, you dare to point fingers at me, and when I catch you, you have to break off your front teeth!" Duan Jiu'er muttered to himself.

She also seemed to be tired, and seeing that Zhang Shanfeng had been letting her all the time, she was a little embarrassed, so she simply stopped and sat at the table in front of the door, dragged the teapot with ease, and didn't take the cup, and drank the tea at the spout of the teapot.