Chapter 3 Forgetting
The March day was still a little cool, but Liuliulang raised his hand and fanned it in front of him, as if to dispel the heat on his body.
"You mean, you still don't know the way?" He asked.
The girl who was waiting under the corridor and Qin Langjun's personal servant all retreated and stood far away.
The two of them were still sitting on the left and right sides under the porch.
"If I knew the truth, I, I...... This simply won't happen. Qin Langjun smiled bitterly, "My mother, I really can't do anything about her." ”
At first, I didn't know that I would burn the ash of the strange medicine I begged, find various reasons to pour soup and drink it to him, or secretly put things in his house that I asked for from nowhere.
Of course, these are all things that his mother would do before he was ten years old, and doing these things will also play with him.
After the age of ten, I don't know if my son is too old to be fooled, or if he is dead and will not be fooled, these strange things will be extinct.
But unexpectedly, after so many years of silence, his mother suddenly gave him such a play.
That day of the dispute, Cheng Jianniang said that he could cure his legs, Qin Langjun knew that he couldn't hide it from his mother, and he didn't plan to hide it, so he waited for his mother to ask him like before, or when he asked Cheng Jianniang to talk to his mother, he didn't expect that his mother would be so simple this time, she didn't even ask and investigate, and she was going to get someone into the house.
In my mother's eyes, this person should come back and put it in her own house, and the town house would be much more useful than the stone statues before.
"It was my negligence, I thought my mother had finally let go of her obsession after so many years, but I didn't expect..." he shook his head and smiled.
I see. Saturday Lang breathed a sigh of relief. But then he was stunned again. What did he want to breathe a sigh of relief for?
"Who can let go of this kind of thing." He said in a muffled voice, while he couldn't help gritting his teeth, "This Jiangzhou fool! ”
Qin Langjun smiled.
"I won't delay with you, I have to resolve this matter quickly, otherwise I won't even be able to talk in the future." He said, getting up and stopping. "I should explain to Mrs. Cheng first, and you go and report it."
After he finished speaking, he saw that Liulang's expression became strange again.
"She doesn't live at home." Saturday Lang said.
"So you're angry?" Qin Langjun was surprised, "This Cheng lady, doesn't she look like the kind of person who is easy to get angry?" ”
Liuliulang didn't speak, his head bowed and his expression was gloomy.
Qin Langjun's gaze turned on his face.
"Rokuro, you just said that I didn't need to be like this, this matter. You just do it, you don't. Already done? He asked.
Liuliulang's face turned red instantly.
"Yes, that's right." He said in a muffled voice with a bit of shame that had been exposed, "She moved out of the city, and it has nothing to do with you." ”
Qin Langjun looked at him and couldn't help but laugh.
"You guy, you would even think of making a personal promise, how did you come up with it?" He smiled and sat down again, "Could it be that you have already taken a fancy to someone?" ”
This sentence was like stepping on Liulang's tail, and the boy jumped up.
"I didn't, I didn't, I'm doing this for you, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have bothered with her!" He shouted with a red face and round eyes.
Qin Langjun looked at him with a smile.
"No, it's best." He said suddenly, his smile fading, with a little solemnity, or a little pity.
"No, it's best."
He repeated.
Before she arrived in front of the Taiping Residence, the maid couldn't help but open the curtain and couldn't help but sigh.
"Why are there so many people?" She said.
Cheng Jianniang looked through the curtain and saw more than a dozen people surrounded in front of the restaurant not far away, and the sound of chaos was noisy.
"Nothing will happen, will it?" The maid looked back a little nervously and said.
"No, it won't." Cheng Jianniang said.
At this time, their carriages and horses had turned over, and they could see the crowd in front of the door clearly, mostly men in green clothes and shirts, ranging in age, but without exception, they all showed an elegant atmosphere, and even many people still held paper and pens in their hands.
Again...
"The brothers didn't come out." Cheng Jianniang said.
If someone really made trouble, Xu Maoxiu and the others would definitely be guarding the door, but at this time, even the old shopkeeper did not show up in front of the door.
The carriage approached, and the maidservant helped Cheng Jiaoniang get out of the car, and the people in front of the door also looked over.
"Get out of the way, don't get in the way of other people's business." Someone shouted.
It's really not a troublemaker, the maidservant helped Cheng Jianniang and went straight over, looking at these people curiously.
The store was empty, and the old shopkeeper was behind the counter.
"What's up there?" The maidservant asked curiously.
"The lady is here." The old shopkeeper greeted him with a smile first, and then looked outside, with a strange expression, "It's here to read the words." ”
Look at the words?
The maidservant looked back at the outside, and suddenly she was stunned.
She forgot that Chen Banniang said, and the words written in the temple are now famous in Kyoto.
This plaque is handwritten by the lady herself, but it is not easy to be recognized.
Someone came in outside the door.
"Shopkeeper, can you put the food outside?" The two men asked.
Outside?
The old shopkeeper laughed.
"Yes, yes." He said, shouting at the back, "Come on a few people, set the table." ”
One side walks outward.
"I'll see how it fits."
Hearing that he agreed, the crowd outside became even more lively.
"Shopkeeper, it's a pity that your plaque is hanging outside."
"Yes, yes, the wind and rain, how can you be willing to do this!"
"It should be hung indoors!"
Everyone shouted gossipily, and the old shopkeeper just laughed, while directing Xu Maoxiu and the other seven people who came over to move the table and lay the cushions.
Outside, more than a dozen scholars sat on the ground in the open air, laughing and making a lot of noise, attracting curious glances from people passing by on the official road.
The fourth child was not enough to order food alone, except for the horse watchman, several brothers were busy.
"Lady, this word has become a signboard." The servant girl smiled, retracting her gaze.
"I've never heard of a restaurant using words as a sign." Cheng Jianniang shook her head and said.
The maidservant smiled and sat down beside her, and there were only two of them in the hall, so she didn't have to avoid going to the second floor.
"This group of scholars. I even want to eat outside. The loss is that the weather is warm. If this is left in the snow in winter, how can you eat it? Xu Bangmao came in and said.
"That's better, sitting around in the snow, drinking and appreciating words, and then having a pot of Xia offerings, is the most beautiful in the world." Cheng Jianniang said.
"What is the Dial Kasumi Offering?" Xu Bangmao asked.
"It's a passing fairy." The servant girl snorted.
"Passing Immortals?"
Someone chimed in.
The maidservant turned her head to look and saw that it was a few scholars who couldn't wait to come in and move the table cushions by themselves.
"Do you also know the passing immortals?" They asked, their eyebrows fluttering. "To say that the passing immortals of this immortal residence are really delicious, I can't wait to eat it every day, but it's a pity that I am shy in my pocket."
The handmaid snorted.
"What is delicious, who doesn't know how to make it." She muttered.
"Who wouldn't do it?" Someone pricked up his ears and heard it, while looking at the old shopkeeper, "Can you order a passing fairy here?" ”
The old shopkeeper looked at Cheng Jianniang, and Cheng Jianniang shook his head slightly at him.
"I can't." He smiled and shook his head.
The scholars laughed and didn't care.
"Let's just say, the characteristics of the immortal residence, the delicacy given by the gods. How, anywhere, everyone will. They laughed, and moved the table cushions out of the room.
Silence returned to the hall. But the servant girl sat in a puff.
"Lady." She said, "It's too bullying to be like this, it's obviously yours, they shamelessly took it for themselves, and it was after you found out, otherwise you should have asked for their money at that time." ”
"That's not mine, how can I profit from this." Cheng Jianniang said, holding a few cases with her hands, and said with a slight smile.
The lady said so again!
The lady is a woman's family in the end, and she is soft-hearted and avoids trouble.
The maidservant was indignant.
Cheng Jianniang looked out the window.
"Spring dew meals, although not as interesting as winter snow, but not bad." She suddenly said, "Banqin, let's eat outside." ”
The maid was stunned, but immediately responded.
Seeing that this woman also came outside, the scholars looked at it twice, and they didn't think it was strange.
Nowadays, the atmosphere is open, and there are many women from good families who go out to the streets, and it is common for women to go out to enjoy the flowers, visit relatives and friends, or poetry meetings.
In addition, the literary style of rich and noble families is prevalent, and many women are also proud of reading, writing poems, and writing, and there are several women in Beijing who are famous for their poetry, calligraphy and painting.
And there are many women who go to observe the five characters of the temple, and at this time, there are two new words here, which is normal for this woman to come out to watch.
It's just that soon the woman's actions on this side attracted everyone's attention.
"Yes, that's not it, it's easy to replace the silver plate on which you usually use the charcoal fire for a shallow pot...", the maidservant said, and asked the man who acted as a runner to set a pot on several tables.
Under the pot is a porcelain tray with a burning open charcoal fire.
"More tofu, spinach, weed, what kind of meat?" The maidservant asked again.
"There's chicken, duck, mutton, donkey," the man said, looking as serious as he did with all his guests.
"Then let's have an old duck." The maid asked Cheng Jianniang, and then said.
The man shouted and went in.
As the dishes ordered by the maidservant were delivered one by one, more and more scholars turned their eyes from the words.
"What is she eating?"
"It seems to be..."
The low chatter grew louder and louder, reaching a roar as the maidservant put the cut chicken into the pot.
"It's a passing fairy!"
"That's right, although it's not quite like it, but it does have a bit of a passing fairy flavor!"
"There are even passing immortals here?"
The scene suddenly sounded a stack of voices calling the store.
A few men who were a little confused by the shouting ran over and asked what they wanted.
"We're going to have a passing fairy, too." Several scholars said.
The fourth child was stunned.
"Passing immortals? But the passing immortals of the Immortal Residence? He asked.
The scholars nodded hurriedly.
"We are in Taipingju, and we don't have passing immortals, and we won't do it." The fourth smiled honestly and said with a little apology.
The scholars were stunned.
"And what did she eat?" They stretched out their fingers and pointed to Cheng Jianniang, who was sitting alone outside the crowd under the guise of wine.
Under the locust tree that has not yet turned green, a woman with a hood sits on the ground, and the maid next to her is pretty.
It's amazing to be able to eat such a charm when eating.
"That's, that's the lady herself, we don't know what it is." The fourth said.
Yourself, ordered?
The scholars looked surprised, hesitated for a moment, and then a few of them boldly couldn't resist the temptation of food to ask.
"Dare to ask the lady, is this the passing fairy of the Immortal Residence?"
The handmaid looked at them with some disdain.
"What kind of passing immortals, our lady is in a hurry, and she can't wait for them to cook, so she cooks the dish and eats it herself." She said, "It's just a pot and a fire, add some bone broth, throw the vegetables and meat into it and cook it, the picture is trouble-free, coarse and lazy rice, and you can't get it on the table, and the gentlemen laughed." ”
She said, took a handful of spinach from the table, tore it off with both hands, and threw it into the pot.
The white soup is tumbling, and the green vegetables and white meat tofu are turned over from time to time, and the aroma is overflowing.
So easy?
"Shopkeeper, bring us a pot too."
"I want some food..."
The old shopkeeper stood outside the door, watching more and more people ask for this, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Ladies and gentlemen, you can't return the food you ordered, we will die if we want this alone." He said, and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang over there, "Lady, you are ruining our family's business." ”
A handful of vegetables, a duck, a plate of raw tofu, and a pot of soup are all unmanpowered, so naturally they can't compare with the price of cooking dishes.
The scholars present all laughed.
"That's nature, you won't return if you order a good dish." They laughed.
The old shopkeeper was also happy when he heard this.
"Then in this case, there is no money for a few dishes in this pot of soup, so I will give it to Lang Jun for free, and only charge a chicken and duck money, according to the raw purchase price." He laughed.
The scholars applauded, there were good words, and there were new dishes, the key is not to pay for it, it was simply leisurely and happy, a few bowls of wine into the stomach, the scholars began to chant poems against each other, and some people took off the bows and arrows they carried to shoot willows.
The front of the Taiping House is bustling, just like the academy school.
The maid retracted her gaze and looked at Cheng Jianniang with a smile.
"Oh, lady," she said meaningfully.
This hands-on, taste the wonder, and know that the Tao is so simple to do, especially for these scholars who like elegance, it will soon be popular, and it will be spread to the hundreds, but I am afraid that the business of the Immortal Residence in Beijing will be affected to some extent.
It turns out that the lady is really not the soft-hearted woman who avoids trouble.
Originally, if it was a loyal person, it would be fine, but this Dou Qi not only dared to take it without guilt, but also took out the backer behind him to warn him of oppression, wouldn't he be asking for trouble.
She's a lady, if she's not annoyed, once she is annoyed.......
Look at how the stubborn and domineering Zhou Jialiulang is now, I'm afraid that he is suffering day and night.
"Lady, I see." The maidservant grinned and poured her a bowl of water, "The lady is clever." ”
"What am I smart?" Cheng Jianniang said, with a wooden expression.
"Lady, if you don't say it, I know everything." The maidservant said angrily.
Cheng Jianniang picked up a piece of tofu from the pot with one hand on her sleeve.
"What do I say? Didn't you know the way before? She said lightly, "I said it a long time ago, it's not mine, how can I profit from it." ”
It's not hers, it's not someone else's, she doesn't profit from it, and others naturally can't either, didn't she say it a long time ago, didn't everyone pay attention to it and didn't remember?
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Two chapters in one, no more in the afternoon. (To be continued......)