Chapter 44
As soon as he entered the door, the shopkeeper greeted him warmly and asked the guest officer why he didn't sit in the lobby.
Wang Debao turned his head and smiled: "When there is a big prize, you can't eat without alcohol, in the end, it's not like spending money on you, you are a shrewd shopkeeper." β
The shopkeeper has never seen this kind of master who is still picky when he encounters a free order, and when he is disturbed by laughter, he will take three people to the second floor to the private seat.
"Wait. Qi Cai raised her eyebrows, and thought about it carefully, Qin Cry appeared in Lingshanke, and it became a sign for soliciting business, what kind of inside story is this, can't help but make people think deeply, as far as the current situation is concerned, she guesses that Lingshanke and the master behind the red sleeves should be the same person, but it is almost not easy to have the ability to open two monopoly shops in the county capital, how noble the Son of Heaven is, that is, the circle of selling pancakes on the street can be related to the mansion of a big official, and the doors of the officialdom of those business fields that are related to the family are not enough to get through, so if these two shops are really owned by one person, then this person must be the existence of the top of the powerγ
"What, little brother Shen intends to participate?" Jiang Yanshu simply called Shen Qinwei a brother in order to be significantly close, he intended to let Shen Qinwei be more famous than in the market, so that after the palace examination, there would be a lot of operations for him to fill the vacancy of an important position.
Qi Caicai blinked, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, there were few places in the lobby, and the three of them made do with a table in the corner. Wang Debao was not polite, and ordered nine dishes and dim sum on the table: steamed noodles pork, salted soy sauce, fried pork, roasted bones, fake sand fish, melon and ginger, belly soup, Taiping Biluo cake, and crispy persimmon flower.
Dao Dao is the imperial meal of the old court in the previous dynasty, and the price is naturally expensive, Wang Debao finished reading the recipe like a tongue twister and flattered Shen Qin slightly: "Brother Shen, I will try it in the palace in two days, we have to make up for it." β
Taking advantage of the time to walk to the seat, Wang Debao squeezed his eyebrows at the shopkeeper and said: "You see, except for the little white face, the three of us will all have heads and faces in the future, and you will make a bet with me, if my black-faced brother is the right couplet to convince Qinhua Niang, how about you get rid of the dishes?"
"This ...... Guest officer, you are embarrassed, and you will definitely not be able to do it. The shopkeeper nodded and said sorry, rolled his eyes wildly in his heart, and secretly said that the white-faced boy and the black-faced scholar among the three of them all looked noble, but he was full of fat and stupid, and he lowered the identity of the other two with nothing, and he wanted to be free at half price, and he wanted to order this sky-high price dish for free, and he was really not ashamed of this face.
Wang Debao used to think that the Qinhua Niang had a lot of differences with Shen Qinwei since the red sleeves of the red sleeves overnight, and wanted to come to this time to meet it or how good the treatment was, anyway, the beauty of the coupling depends on the Qinhua Niang's mind, so he pondered taking this opportunity to rub off on the extravagance, I don't want this shop to look down on people, Wang Debao is the most angry but doing inferior work like this, and his eyes are higher than the sky, his face is turned over, and he said angrily:
"It's useless to talk to you, looking for your shopkeeper!"
Lingshanke's shop Xiao Er is not an ordinary goods, the dignitaries and nobles who come and go every day greet a lot, of course Wang Debao can't stop him, looking at the Lai Zi who wants to make trouble, the shop Xiao Er is going to call the helper in the back hall to pick up people, Wang Debao scolded again, and the pestle shouted in the middle of the hall to see who can carry away grandpa!
The whole hall stopped and looked at them, Qi Caicai was already unwell, Zhiyi sat against the wall, and then simply turned his back to the face, Jiang Yan was even more amazing, and put Wang Debao's dishes and chopsticks to the empty seat at the leading table, leaving the line clear.
When the stalemate continued, he ran down from the second floor to another Xiao Er, and the little two who had been in his ear before muttered for a long time and went back upstairs. β
"Hmph!" Wang Debao straightened his clothes, strode back to his seat, glared at Jiang Yanshu, took back his dishes and chopsticks and shouted: "Start, aren't you going to make a pair?
Although everyone in the hall felt that this son was vulgar, but they all had this intention, they burst into a coax, and the shopkeeper glanced at Wang Debao without a trace, and then heard a pleasant female voice from the second floor said: "Everyone, don't be impatient, and wait for the maid to clean the tables and chairs, burn a good incense, and go downstairs." β
The people who started the coaxing were like the local dogs at home, which were commanded by their masters, and obediently and obsessively looked forward to it.
Wang Debao's heart is just a red dust girl, why come to these styles, they are not all used to it. It was similar to what Jiang Yanshu thought, and the two pouted in unison.
The smoke is thick, Fang puts a yaoqin on the table, suddenly there is a breeze hitting people, the fragrance is blowing, there is the sound of footsteps behind the screen, everyone tries their best to peek at it, see the piano crying clouds thick cyanotic hair, combing cicada wings, eyebrows lightly blowing the spring mountain, red lips decorated with a peach, jade peiluo skirt.
It's not the bewildering demon seen in the dim light of the red sleeves at night, but it is more like the Weaver Girl going down the Yaotai during the day, and it looks like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace.
"Qin Cry came here to see you because of fate, so I first stroked the piano and sang a song to myself, so as to live up to everyone's waiting. After saying that, Jin Lian moved steadily to the back of the piano, played and sang to herself: "Youth carries me to the house, and time is gone." Half of the book harp, half of the book harp was invaded by medicine. is not willing to chase the vulgar and votes for Lan Wan, and aims at Gaocen. But I did it, but I was tired of doing it until now. β
Although the sound and color are moving, the sound of the piano is low, and the lyrics are all related, so Wang Debao shouted: "There are many musical words in the banner downstairs, but Qin Huaniang is here to make everyone sad and absurd." β
After a pause, Yaoqin broke a string, Qin Wai lightly locked his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Qin Cry only plays and sings what he likes in his heart, and since the guest officer doesn't like Qin Wai's new composition, then it's good to start the couplet directly." β
There is such a thing in the red sleeve move, what kind of song is played and sung by Qin Wai, whether it is sad or happy or not is determined by her mood, most of the people in the hall are here to smell Qin Cry and come to admire it, I could have listened to the red sleeve Zhao Oiran sing a song, but it was so lost by Wang Debao, and some people complained and scolded.
"The first pair, Shangyi: Respect the green wine day and a half, and the monk has a lot of sleep. Qin Cry doesn't care whether the audience is chaotic or not, whether he can hear it clearly or not, he waits for the result when he talks about himself.
The dumb maid who had prepared things for Qin Cry brought a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and all the participating diners put a set on the table, and Qin Cry said: "You can see people and products by reading words, although time is tight, don't write a dog crawl." β
Qi Caicai got the pen and paper and wrote, there is still time left to think about Qin Cry Today, it seems to be a lot more grumpy, but when he saw Xiao Weiyu, the eldest son of Xiao, at the other end of the lobby, he was a little clear, it was the two of them who were awkward, and everyone was cannon fodder.
Just take one more look, how familiar is the back of the man sitting at the same table with Xiao Weiyu, how could the prince be here!