Chapter 4: Master and Servant

With the departure of the post and the attendants, the lobby returned to calm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Wenqing took a look at the lobby, a hundred square meters of space, in addition to the counter over there, including his current table, which adds up to four or five tables, and there is a staircase upstairs in the middle, all of which makes him say it well-in addition to being simple, it is still simple.

After being silent for a while, he saw that Qingliu was still ignoring him with his head down, obviously sulking, Yang Wenqing smiled secretly in his heart, children are children, and it is really nature to play with tempers.

Yang Wenqing continued another cup of tea, and whispered, the voice was so small that only the two of them could hear it, "Okay, don't sulk, drink tea to dispel your anger, you forgot, who said that as a parent official, you should have love?" ”

Qingliu raised his head in surprise, but his hand involuntarily grabbed the teacup and drank tea, what does this have to do with being bullied and love?

"Hehe~" Yang Wenqing drank tea unhurriedly, and when he saw Qingliu glaring at him again, he said, "What kind of place is this?" ”

"The station." Clear channel.

"And where is this station located?" Yang Wenqing asked.

Qingliu thought for a moment and couldn't help but cover his mouth that wanted to exclaim.

"By the way, this is the boundary of Nanyang." Yang Wenqing smiled lightly, "So, this post station is also within the scope of our management." They are also the people under my jurisdiction, and the customs are different, so at present, we don't know anything, so why don't we calm down and deal with it first? ”

"Look at all the way over, there are more people who are low, do we still have to be angry one by one? You can do whatever you want on the road, I have never stopped it, but now this is the boundary of Nanyang, and many things can't come casually, which is related to the future of your son-in-law and me. . . Do you understand? Yang Wenqing looked at him, and saw that although Qingliu was ignorant, he also nodded in agreement with what he said, and his heart was a little relieved.

He knew that for Qingliu, his future was more important than his own life, so this was also a powerful medicine.

So he continued, "This Nanyang is known as the fierce folk customs, although the post station is here by the official family, but the post station is all locals, you look at their attitude before and after, obviously they are not afraid of the difficulties of the foreign population, although we have self-defense skills, but we can't stand the family more!" Who knows who else is behind him? When the time comes, it's annoying to death... Besides, this can be settled with money, is this called a thing? ”

Yang Wenqing continued a cup of tea and drank it, seeing Qingliu nodding frequently, whether he understood it or not, at least he agreed, and said, "Although your son-in-law doesn't want to spend his silver flowers for nothing, I can't help but be hungry!" A handful of extravagance, it's nothing! ”

“。。。” Qingliu is speechless, extravagance is nothing, but it is all his money!

Before going out, the old lady called him to him, and said bitterly, to the effect that he should take care of the son, and finally gave him five hundred taels of silver as sweetness, in fact, even if there is no old lady's instructions, he will take good care of the son, who called the son is his dearest! But it's a bastard to take advantage of it, this is one of the famous sentences of the son, he is the son's little servant, and he seriously adheres to his will, and in order not to bear the charge of this bastard, he accepted the gift of the old lady. . .

As he spoke, the gray-clothed waiter came out with a tray in one hand just now, and Yang Wenqing, who was far away, could smell the familiar smell of sauced beef, and couldn't wait to wave to the waiter, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, I'm starving." When he said this, his stomach also sounded a slight gurgling sound, Qingliu heard it, felt very guilty, and hurriedly stood up and took a tray from the waiter's hand and put the dishes on the table.

The waiter's face was still full of smiles, and he put the food and everything on the table, and said, "Guest officer, please use it slowly!" He stepped back to the counter, he hadn't seen a hundred taels of silver tickets yet, and he didn't have time to hurry up just now, so he had to hurry up and find the post keeper to let him take a look.

Yang Wenqing rubbed his hands, his eyes lit up and looked at the dishes on the table and swallowed his saliva, a plate of sauce-colored sauced beef, with a little spicy taste, just the taste in the nose can feel the deliciousness, next to the roasted pork ribs, steamed fish, vegetarian stir-fried cabbage sum, egg soup, fried hot and sour fat sausage, the sour and hot taste into the nose, Yang Wenqing felt that the gluttonous worms in his stomach screamed more cheerfully, he couldn't help but want to take it with his hand, and a chopstick stretched out next to him to hit his hand, and he took it back with his teeth in pain.

"What are you doing!?" Yang Wenqing glared at Qingliu and touched the place where the back of his hand was beaten, obviously not surprised by his behavior in the following paintings.

"Chopsticks... Qingliu looked at his son's face, and then at his hand, motioning for him to look at himself.

Yang Wenqing followed his line of sight, only then did he notice that half of the back of his hand was black, just now Qingliu beat him to remind him to pay attention to hygiene, and he also picked a clean place to beat, so angry that he couldn't cry or laugh, he suspected that Qingliu was definitely intentional!

Obviously, you can remind him by saying a word, why did he choose to hit it with chopsticks, Yang Wenqing felt that he must be reporting the depression just now...

"Childe, why are you looking at me? If you don't eat it, it'll be cold! Qingliu chewed the sauce beef inarticulately, raised a sweet dimple on one side of his face, and handed the chopsticks to his son-in-law.

Yang Wenqing saw that he didn't even move his mouth, and he didn't think about those messy things, took the chopsticks in his hand, picked up a piece of sauced beef and stuffed it into his mouth, salty and fragrant, with a slight spicy, chewy - delicious.

I don't know if it's because I'm too hungry, just at the beginning the master and servant both retained a little demeanor, but when the sauce beef was only half a bowl left, their master and servant were so fast, you came and went, chopsticks flew sideways, and the dishes on the table were instantly swept away, and they were even more happy when they saw the post on the counter.

What does this mean, it means that you have met the gold owner!

"Hiccup~" Yang Wenqing hiccuped, touched his stomach that was only five points full, and glared at Qingliu, "Do you still look like a little girl?" How dare you rob your son-in-law of food? ”

"Hehe, didn't Childe say that we don't distinguish between inside and outside?" Qingliu also touched his stomach with a satisfied face, licked his face and said, "The sauce beef tastes very delicious, let's eat some more, use eight points full, go upstairs to wash and sleep well, and get up tomorrow morning to hurry." ”

Yang Wenqing glanced down at the dirty clothes, indeed! Noncommittal, nodded and agreed, he wouldn't pay anyway.

"Two more portions of beef in sauce!" Qingliu saw that he agreed, turned around and shouted, the post man over there heard it, happily agreed, and pushed the waiter, and the waiter walked quickly to the back kitchen, and his face could not hide his joy.

"Hey~" Yang Wenqing watched the curtain fall, and the hand that wanted to be raised slowly put down, and he also wanted to say that he would add another one, forget it~

Turning his head, Yang Wenqing looked at the mess on the table, he was startled in his heart, his eyes looked at Qingliu unnaturally, and he stared at Qingliu embarrassed before he turned around and said, "Shopkeeper, put these dishes down, look at the strange shabby people~"

As soon as he said this, not to mention Qingliu's strange face, it was the convulsions on the face of the Yicheng, and he couldn't help but say in his heart: The shabby is not what you eat yourself!

But he took the money from others, and it was not easy to say anything, hehe stepped forward and quickly took away those dishes, and his actions were vigorous, not at all like people in their fifties.