"Bang bang bang", someone regularly knocked on the door of the restaurant. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing the movement, Qinglan put down her pen, walked out from behind the counter, and ran to the front to open the door.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shu Lao Er and Pan Erniang rushed to the big set, because Pan Wu Niang's pregnancy is not very good, the two did not let Zhang Guanjie come over, and now there are only three children at home.

"Dare to ask..."I saw a little girl who came out, and the two people standing outside the door were a little disappointed, it seems that I can't improve the food today. Thinking about the tasteless clear soup and lack of water in the post station, Fang Tongru made up his mind to buy more dim sum and go back.

"Two uncles, please come in." Qinglan's words made the two of them instantly rekindle their hope, why, they came too early, and the restaurant hadn't opened yet? Fang Tongru looked up at the pretense hanging outside, with the word "early" written on it, and walked in.

It was warm in the shop, the stool was still upside down on the table, and there was a pot of hot water sitting on the stove.

"Would you like some tea?" Qinglan saw that the two of them looked like a pair of master and servants, their faces were blue from the cold, and they were well dressed, but the tips of the cloth shoes were stained with some muddy water.

Qinglan couldn't help but worry about her father and mother, the road was not easy to go, and she had to buy a lot of things to catch the big set... Qinglan turned around and went to the counter to get tea, thinking about whether to go to the street to greet her father and mother later.

I haven't eaten breakfast yet, will I be more hungry when I drink tea, forget it, it's good to warm up with tea. Fang Tongru has not yet gotten used to the weather in the north, it has already begun spring and it is still so cold, and when he goes out, his body is blown through by the wind.

Qinglan neatly took out the tea set, brewed two bowls of eight-treasure tea, and brought it to the two. This set of porcelain bowls is a New Year's gift from Xiaobao to Qinglan's family, all of them are white and pure, and the hand shadow of the outer wall can be seen from the inside of the tea bowl.

"Little girl, the tea bowl is good." With a cup of sweet eight-treasure tea, Fang Tongru felt that he had come back to life. Fang Yong, the housekeeper on the side, also nodded comfortably, it was really cold in the north.

"Two uncles, my father and mother have gone to catch up with the big market, if the two uncles wait, they estimate that they will be back in half an hour, and then stir-fry the hot soup, and order with the two of them. If the two uncles are in a hurry and there are wonton stewed dumplings in the kitchen, can I cook them for them? ”

Fang Tongru looked at the little girl in front of him with some approval, a pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be shining with bright sunshine, and she was generous to others, no wonder the people in the post station strongly recommended themselves to come over for dinner.

"If you have food, why do you go up on the door?" Fang Yong saw that the head of the family did not answer, thinking that he had not made a decision yet, so he asked Qinglan puzzled.

"Our house is usually closed for twelve hours," Qinglan explained with a smile, "Even if the door panel is on, as long as there are guests or those who have been scheduled to pick up the food in advance, my mother will prepare it." Something happened to my family this year, so it hasn't opened yet. ”

In the past, Pan Erniang would always prepare more ingredients, sometimes at night, sometimes at night, the neighbors and post station officials, often came to make up for a meal from time to time. Even during the Chinese New Year, Shu Lao Er will deliver takeaway to the guests of the given meal. "It's not easy to go out, if you want to eat hot, let's make it for others." Pan Erniang said.

The wooden sign of "Something is Wrong with the East Family" outside the door was only taken off last night, and the funeral of the Li family was over, and Shu's family moved back from Pan's house.

"Oh, I see," Fang Tongru looked at Qinglan dressed in plain clothes, knowing that she probably had an old man in the family who had passed away, and nodded knowingly.

Half an hour, I still waited to come, but I was really defeated by the food at the post station in the past two days, and I wanted to eat well, but I didn't want to go too far.

Fang Yong saw the head of the family nodding, and said to Qinglan: "Then wait for your parents to come back, it's just..." Fang Yong lowered his head and glanced at the tea, can you take something to cushion it first.

Qinglan understood, ran into the back kitchen with a smile, and brought out a plate of mille-feuille jujube cake.

"This is..."Fang Tongru was very satisfied, and his son could be taught.

"White jade agate, my mother's original, but you can't sell it, you can eat it at home." The recipe for this jujube cake was sold to the restaurant, and Qinglan once persuaded Pan Erniang to make more, give it to guests for free, and attract more repeat customers.

But Shu Lao Er disagreed, "To be honest, since it was sold to others, naturally it can't appear in our store anymore, and it can't do without money." "So this jujube cake, only when the family is hungry, do you try it. This one was brought back from the Pan family yesterday, and two were left for my aunt.

Fang Tongru picked up the chopsticks that Fang Yong had prepared for him and clamped a piece. Ha! Isn't this a jujube dumpling, but... Fang Tongru chewed it carefully and found that the jujube was carefully processed and the taste was stronger.

After eating the jujube cake, Fang Tongru was even hungrier. Fang Yong, who was staring dryly on the side, watched the jujube cake gradually being wiped out, and sang "Empty City Plan" in his stomach. The faces of both the master and servant turned red instantly.

Qinglan left a sentence and ran back to the hut in the backyard.

Mingyu was frowning and checking Brother He's big words, "Isn't this word said before?" It's too long! "Mingyu looks like a little teacher.

Brother He begged for help and looked at the eldest sister who came in to rummage things, but Qinglan couldn't take care of him, so she took a snack and went out without squinting.

"Write again!" Mingyu never dared to slack off in his studies, whether it was for himself or for Brother He.

Brother He couldn't, so he had to accept his fate and put pen to paper again.

Qinglan spread the snacks on the table, many of them were prepared for the New Year, and then went to Pan's house, but she didn't have time to take them out. Fifteen is also a year, and it is just right to entertain guests.

"This is..."Fang Tongru pinched up a piece of spicy beef jerky, strange, how could it be similar to the piece that the emperor gave me? Damn! It tastes the same!

Fang Tongru was not calm, and looked at Qinglan while chewing.

Qinglan's hair was stared at by Fang Tongru, it couldn't be a problem with beef jerky, right?

"Who made this beef jerky?" Fang Tongru couldn't help but take another piece, he was too nervous at the time to taste anything, now he tastes it carefully, no wonder the emperor loves it so much!

Qinglan breathed a sigh of relief, just fine with beef jerky, "My mother." ”

Fang Tongru was even more surprised, this ...... There were many possibilities in his mind, but this surprise didn't last long, and was immediately replaced by an inexplicable pleasure, haha, the emperor's baby beef jerky, I also ate it!

Fang Yong felt that the master was a little strange, he preferred to eat fluffy cakes, which were just the right amount of sweetness.

Qinglan compared her heart to her heart, and handed a copy of her "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" to Fang Tongru, "Uncle, read the book for a while to pass the time." ”

Fang Tongru smiled: "How do you know that I am literate? ”

Qinglan really wanted to roll her eyes, seeing that you looked like a gentleman, a bookish look, and thought about it with your heels. "I see that the mud marks on your shoes are shallow, and the place where you want to live is not far away, and it has a Jiangnan accent, so I guess you live in a post station."

Fang Tongru was happy, "Do I have a strong accent?" ”

"It's not, it's just Jiangnan people, and the word "喃" or "Na" will be added to the end of the sound. "Kua Qinglan observed carefully, it is better to say that she has a good memory.

"This is your book?" Fang Tongru glanced at "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the table.

"Are you literate?" Seeing Qinglan nodding, Fang Tongru continued to ask. It's not that he looks down on women to study, in the Jiangnan area, there are very few women who come out to study, and in some places, there is still the bad habit of women binding their feet. Unlike Shandong, which is worthy of being the hometown of the sage, there are a lot of women who study, but if the family can ensure food and clothing, the girls will probably come out to study, and he has seen a lot along the way.

"Well, I'm studying in the county." Qinglan replied politely with a smile.

County School ?! Fang Tongru felt that his head was not enough, the county school was not an official school, and the requirements were extremely strict?

"Then you must be doing well in your studies." Fang Tongru's face was not obvious, and he continued to chat with Qinglan, interesting, this little girl is not obvious, she is actually a scholar.

"Hehe, it's the gentleman who taught me well." Qinglan wasn't doing tai chi, she really felt that her master's wife... It's awesome! I know astronomy and geography, and I know thousands of years of history in the middle, and I have a feeling of facing a living dictionary when I learn from him.

"Your husband is..."Fang Tongru mainly came to supervise this year's small exam this time, and by the way, he investigated the local teaching quality, and met Qinglan It was purely an unexpected gain.

"Dongshan Ji, Mr. Ji Zhaoya." Qinglan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

It's him!?! He was in Weixian?! Fang Tongru was so surprised that Qinglan could see that he had lost his temper.

Ji Zhaoya, this name is really unforgettable for Fang Tongru. Dongshan Ji's family, a century-old scholarly family, has produced several great Confucians. Legend has it that this Ji Zhaoya can compose poetry at the age of three, and can chant at the age of five. I think that when he was studying at Yuelu Academy, he was already a friend of the mountain chief and a guest. Obviously smaller than himself, but famous... If Fang Tongru wants to say that he is not jealous, the cliff is a lie.

Qinglan muttered in her heart, what's the matter with this uncle, when she heard the name of her husband, she couldn't even move her eyes.

Fang Yong's heart also set off an uproar, Mr. Ji, he has heard of it, who has never heard of the scholars in the Jiangnan area! It's just that... He glanced at Qinglan, how could Mr. Ji take a woman as an apprentice, didn't he hate women the most, it should be said that he was taken by women...

Fang Tongru was more interested in the little girl in front of him, and seeing that Qinglan was reluctant to say more, he didn't ask anymore, anyway, he was in Weixian, and he came to visit.

The two chatted about the county school and the customs of Weixian.

After a while, Shu Lao and his wife came back. It turned out that Shu Lao Er borrowed the wheelbarrow next door before leaving, and only then did he bring back a lot of things. Restaurants need a large number of dishes and chopsticks, one is to make up for the daily loss, and the other is to prepare for the expansion of the takeaway market this year.

Fang Tongru had a good impression of the couple, and knew that Shu Lao Er was originally the shopkeeper of the bookstore, and he also had a good reputation, and they talked very happily. Qinglan washed her hands and went into the back kitchen to help, and after a while, the aroma of food filled the entire store.

This is the most comfortable meal Fang Tongru has eaten since he entered Shandong Province. He left Beijing on the third day of the Lunar New Year, and went non-stop to various state capitals and counties to inspect the examination rooms and test papers. However, Fang Tongru touched his chin, and it was worth the trip to visit the world-famous Mr. Ji today.

Dinh House

"Sixth Miss, this is Miss Shu's New Year's gift to the young master, the slave doesn't dare to call the shots!" A maid with half hair on her forehead knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, Ding Liu, who was sitting on the main seat, held the beckoning cat in her arms, and did not mean to let go at all.

"Why?" Xiaobao suddenly entered the house and startled the people in the house.

"Brother~~~" Ding Liu instantly changed his face, and smiled sweetly at his younger brother: "This doll is so cute, give it to me!" “

"No way." Xiaobao has always been direct to Ding Liu.

"Good brother, I'll exchange that jade carved exquisite ball with you!" Ding Liuke baby that exquisite ball, it was given to her by the eldest sister, and she usually doesn't even ask anyone to touch it.

"No."

"How old are you, you're about to go to the test for fame, and you're still playing with a puppet all day long!" Ding Liu was a little anxious.

"You're older than me." Xiao Baocai didn't care about those, snatched the puppet from Ding Liu's arms, Qinglan said that this is a fortune and good luck, how can it be given away!

"You!" Ding Liu was speechless, but now Xiaobao is in an extraordinary period, and the whole family does not dare to provoke him, so Ding Liu has no choice but to leave in a reluctant.

"It's annoying." Xiaobao frowned and muttered, obviously they are all girls, why can't they learn from Qinglan, staring at trivial things all day long, their hearts are smaller than the tip of a needle!

"Isn't the young master studying with Mr. Ji, why did he come back so soon?" The maidservant brought a cup of hot tea and carefully placed it on the table.

"Sir has visitors," Xiaobao instructed impatiently, "they are not allowed to enter my house in the future, not even in the study and bedroom!" ”

"Yes." The maid whispered and stepped back, leaving Xiaobao alone to continue to fight with her homework, fortunately, she would be able to see Qinglan tomorrow, Xiaobao comforted herself.

The exam was approaching, and the school had not yet started, so Mr. Ji asked the two children to study with him in the Tingxiang Academy half a month in advance.

Here, Fang Tongru and Mr. Ji finished greeting each other, indicating their intentions, and the two sat cross-legged on the kang.

"Ji is used to being casual, I'm afraid it's difficult to do it." Mr. Ji poured a bowl of Tieguanyin for Fang Tongru and put the fragrant cup back in the tea saucer.

"Mr. Ji is too modest, if Mr. can come, it will be a blessing for the academy." Fang Tongru drank the tea in one gulp, which was his favorite tea.

"Lord Fang is here, but he is just an idler in the clouds and wild cranes, how dare he mislead people's children." Mr. Ji continued to excuse himself, so he didn't have to suffer from that.

Fang Tongru finally knew why that Kong Shanchang asked him for help, this person didn't get in, but the more Ji Zhaoya shirked it, the more it showed that there were people he really cared about here?

"Fang went out to eat today, and I didn't want to run into Mr. Ji's apprentice." Fang Tongru had already planned it, and if he wanted to use it, he had to give it first. Everyone has a price in their hearts, and it depends on whether it is enough, but that is for ordinary people, for gentlemen... You have to go into his heart, otherwise he doesn't care about money and power, even if it is to exchange the world for it.

"Hehe, Ji has only one apprentice, and he is very naughty, which makes Lord Fang laugh." Mr. Ji is quiet, will he go to Taishan Academy? It's not that it can't be considered. (To be continued.) )