The bitter cold wind swept through the fine dead branches and scattered stones in the bluestone slabs and slapped on people's faces, and the people on the street were wrapped tightly and cursed for the disturbing weather.

But there was one place, however, that was different from the rush of pedestrians, who were either well-dressed or poorly dressed, but they all gathered in front of a small shop that everyone in the town of Gille knew in just a few days.

This made many people passing by in a hurry wonder if there was something wrong with this high-profile and unusual but mysterious little shop, and many people joined in the fun for their spare time!

"Two taels of silver!! scholar, little brother! What you said is true? That's what you wrote in front of you?"

A man who was about forty years old but showed his old appearance, his always bloodless face was dyed with a hint of excitement, and he stretched out his calloused hands and eagerly pulled the well-dressed young scholar on the side and asked eagerly.

The scholar was already a little unsteady because of the crowd behind him who had become more and more crowded after hearing him finish reading the brief, but he was stumbled by the middle-aged man next to him.

The scholar was about to get angry, but he met the old man's eager eyes, as if he remembered something, sighed silently, patted the cotton shirt that was squeezed out of the folds, and replied

"Naturally, it's true, but there is a line of small print in the lower right corner, if you want to apply, you have to come back tomorrow!" The scholar's words were quite gentle, but looking at this recruitment paper with two taels of silver and silver, he was also hot for no reason.

Although he didn't know what the recruitment meant, but looking at the meaning below was that it was the same as recruiting talents, if it was the accounting room, he could still come forward and give it a try, but this guard...

"Hey....... No one asks about hard reading in the cold window, once he becomes famous, the world knows, but how many readers are depressed all their lives..... Tsk, useless is a scholar, the ancients did not deceive me.... Hahaha......"

After the scholar and the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took care of his appearance, he took the cloth bag in his arms, and walked out of the pushing crowd step by step, but the words that came out of his mouth made the onlookers speechless.

No matter whether they are rich or poor, they regard the reader as the most capable person, but who knows the hard work of burying the lamp and studying hard every night? Who knows that the heart that once failed the list is like ashes?

If you are rich, it is a big deal to start all over again, but what about the poor family? The only hope is lost, and you have to continue to live, but what about the children who are pinned on hope?

People spontaneously made way for the young man, and let him walk out of the crowd smoothly, and gradually disappeared without a trace, but what he said was engraved in the hearts of the people who passed by, either budding or silent, who knows.....

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Jinxiu was wearing a fox fur and a fur hat standing quietly in the crowd, taking all this into his eyes, looking at the back of the scholar Xiao Suo but still upright, something flashed in Jinxiu's eyes very quickly, but he quickly disappeared, and then walked away with elegant and calm steps.............

On the second floor of the Mojia Teahouse opposite a small shop, there was a man with a graceful posture and a majestic attitude.

He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, but his graceful bearing made him look more mature! He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was handsome, and if he went to that street, he would be eye-catching.

But at this time, he was just standing in this very charming private room, and chuckled at the old man beside him, "Uncle Qi, this is the small shop that has become famous recently?"

If Jinxiu saw it, he would definitely recognize that the person who was called Uncle Qi was the shopkeeper of the Mo Family Restaurant, but at this time, he replied with two points of kindness and eight points of rigor: "Exactly!

The man's eyes deepened, he turned around and sat down at the table in the room, refilled himself with a cup of fragrant hot tea, and then waved his hand unhurriedly, "Then Uncle Lao Qian will tell me!"

Seeing this, the shopkeeper closed the window neatly, stood back beside the man, and said after a deep groan: "That small shop has only been open for a few days, but there are many dishes that the old slave has never seen.

Originally, it may not be like this, but it has glass that is not half worse than glass, which is why so many people flock to it. Moreover....

Now that there is a lot of money in the town that has the membership card, many people in the town have gone there, and the new recipes that the old slaves have found are not in the slightest wave in their never-before-seen dishes!

Nowadays, our restaurant income is really .... Hey....."

The shopkeeper Qi told his little master about the current situation at all, and said that in the end, his face was full of shame, and he was about to kneel down to apologize when he lifted the front of his clothes

"It's the old slave who is incompetent! The old slave is ashamed of his love for the owner....."

But before he knelt down, he was caught by the noble son who was still tasting tea, and it was just an arm, but the shopkeeper Qi, who was still strong, couldn't move.

The boy didn't speak, just looked at it so lightly, and asked the shopkeeper Qi to compromise, "Childe is a lot, the old slave is ashamed!" and stood up straight, and retreated behind the man again, with a look of relief and shame.

"It's not Uncle Qi's fault, why should you? It's like rain in the sky, no one stipulates that our Mo family must always be one step ahead of others, isn't it?" The man shook his head slowly, and his slow words made Uncle Qi speechless.

"The old slave has written it down!" The shopkeeper Qi looked more respectful and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

As he was talking, a soft knock on the door sounded, and Uncle Qi glanced at the young master of the Mo family who was sitting on the side, and then stepped forward and opened the door.

The half-hidden door blocked the looming figure behind the screen, but the straight back under the delicately embroidered dark pattern shirt and the tight high crown all showed that his background was extraordinary.

The person who came handed the food box in his hand to Uncle Qi without squinting, and then lowered his eyebrows and turned around to leave, without making a sound, Uncle Qi saw this, so he took the food box into the room.

The moment he opened the food box, the new fragrance was sweet, Mo Fengqing subconsciously closed his eyes to taste the taste he had never smelled, but there was a flash of shock before his eyelids were closed.

Uncle Qi put the delicate and tempting dishes on the table in the same way, and took out the silver needle from the cuff to try it, and then took out the delicate white porcelain dishes from the dark compartment next to the table and put them in front of Mo Fengqing, and whispered, "Young owner....."

The young man raised his hand to take the white jade chopsticks in Uncle Qi's hand, as if he was not disturbed by the aroma at all, and unhurriedly picked up a piece of meat with a crystal color of the chopsticks, chewed it carefully before saying, "Not bad......

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After reading the scholar's self-deprecation, Jinxiu walked unhurriedly towards the market, intending to buy another good horse to use as a foot force, but saw a dodging girl around a corner.

The girl looked delicate, but she hurriedly turned into an alley, followed by a group of men of different ages but full of anger, originally Jinxiu thought that she was going to stage a bully and bully the girl in front of her, but she didn't expect to hear a conversation that made her look ridiculous!