In order to prevent these distinguished customers who affected their business from soaking mushrooms in the restaurant, Pu Cheng had to use the last arrangement of Brother Eleven.

He said loudly again: "Distinguished guests, ten ...... Mr. Xilou said that there is a pair here, which is a game, if there is a distinguished guest to get it, you can enter the Fenglai Yi to have a look. ”

Hearing this, everyone sighed at the same time, knowing that this was Mr. Xilou giving everyone a step down.

While secretly thanking the great poet Xilou in his heart, everyone understands that if they want to see Mr. Xilou with the next pair, it will be an inch.

Qin Hui took Mr. Xilou's uplink from Pu Cheng's hand again, and wanted to read it out loud. Unexpectedly, the mouth was open, but he couldn't read it anyway, just stood there stupidly, and the way he opened his mouth and stared looked very funny.

The people next to them saw that the junior official of Jiupin was stunned but did not make a sound, and couldn't help urging again and again.

Seeing this, the chief secretary of the government office was angry, and said angrily: "You speak! ”

Qin Hui was still stupid, and the master couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and snatched the rice paper with the couplets written on it, and opened his mouth to read it aloud to everyone, but he was also stunned and speechless.

Everyone was so strange in their hearts, but fortunately, although they couldn't read the main book, they remembered to pass on the rice paper.

For a while, the atmosphere became strange, and the rice paper kept circulating in everyone's hands, but no one was willing to read it aloud.

After everyone had seen it, no one dared to speak, and the third floor fell into a deathly silence again.

The officials on the third floor were broken down at this time. I thought that Mr. Xilou finally showed mercy to find the steps for everyone, but he didn't expect to dig a deeper pit. This time, not only did everyone not know how to read it, but they didn't even know how to read it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was embarrassing, Ping Daoren, who was standing in the corner, whispered: "This pair ......"

With a "huh", everyone's eyes focused on him, so frightened that Ping Daoren shrank his neck and hurriedly swallowed back the following words.

Seeing this, King Hui immediately said: "But it doesn't hurt to say, this king is in charge of you." ”

Hearing this, Ping Daoren became bold and said: "On weekdays, I will use water to cover the cloth with water and sprout ......."

The chief secretary of the government was impatient, and said angrily: "Let you say the right thing, who asked you to talk about those pickled things at home?" ”

Ping Daoren immediately stopped talking, King Hui's face showed an unhappy look, and the Kochifu quickly glared at the master bookkeeper, and then said to Ping Daoren in a harmonious voice: "You can talk about it, it's okay." ”

Ping Daoren was nervous, but he continued cautiously: "When the sprouts grow in the lowly body, I often talk to the mushroom covered under the cloth. She said...... She said, 'Grow, long, (up, up, up, ”

It is the soybean of later generations, and it seems that Ping Daoren's wife will still be able to run the family, but she actually grows soybean sprouts at home. Starting.. m..

After listening to Ping Daoren's words, everyone suddenly realized, and the chief secretary of the government said casually: "Long long (long rise, long rise, long rise, long rise)".

Kochifu actually came to inspiration and said: "The horizontal batch should be 'long long' (rise long long rise)." ”

Everyone on the third floor breathed a sigh of relief, but it turned out that this pair of children had hidden such a mystery, this Mr. Xilou was really a wonderful person, and he had such exquisite thoughts.

Just thinking of this, everyone's eyes looked at Ping Daoren again. The reason why this pair can come out is because of this reminder of Ping Daoren, didn't he fight for the face of these people?

At this moment, Pu Cheng suddenly said loudly: "Congratulations to all distinguished guests, please enter Youfeng Laiyi." ”

When Pu Cheng's words fell, the two waiters immediately reached out to open the door of the private room, and stretched out their hands to signal everyone to enter.

Big and small officials, look at me, I look at you, and I know that today's face is a big shame.

Kochifu looked back at everyone one by one, with a look of majesty in his eyes, and the meaning couldn't be clearer. "Who dares to talk about today's events, see if Lao Tzu doesn't give you small shoes to wear."

Everyone understood, but at the same time, they were worried that the craftsman named Taira Daoren would not be able to keep his mouth shut.

The Hangzhou Mansion General has always been supervised by the main bookkeeper, and when he saw everyone looking at him, he nodded quickly, signaling that he would handle the matter. If you want to come to the future of Master Heidaoren, I'm afraid it won't be too easy.

Seeing that King Hui took the lead in entering the private room with Feng Laiyi, Pu Cheng was also relieved. He is not a literati, and he has no literary talent, but he thinks that the pair of words after the eleventh brother is few and simple, and it should be a good pair, but he didn't think that these officials and men still can't get right.

It's also a shame that the craftsman interjected, otherwise I don't know when it will drag on. Pu Cheng is still looking forward to these individuals getting out of the way, and the restaurant still has to make up its mind.

As for Ping Daoren's fate, this matter is not in Pu Cheng's consideration. Brother Eleven gave two orders, one was to let Ping Daoren be in the limelight, and the other was to let everyone enter the private room, both things were done, Pu Cheng didn't think that Ping Daoren's fate had anything to do with him.

Ping Daoren is scared enough today, he is over thirty years old, he still understands people's hearts, and he has expected that the future will not be easy.

Looking at the three problems left by Mr. Xilou, the Pingjiang who was obsessed with the way of arithmetic suddenly forgot his worries, and a strong desire arose in his heart, and he really wanted to meet this Mr. Xilou......

The private room is not so luxurious, it takes a simple and atmospheric route, but it is extremely heavy on the combination of colors and subtle decorations. Some wall lamp candlesticks are even more ingenious and beautiful.

The poem by Feng Laiyi was only inscribed on the wall, and was not covered with red silk, because red silk would destroy the color matching of the whole private room.

No matter how big the private room is, how big can it be, so only those adults with higher official positions can enter, plus those who are more shameless.

Oh, the people of the Song Dynasty called this shamelessness the wind bones.

At this time, there were as many as three people, Zong Ze, Li Gang, and Qin Hui.

After being tortured by Mr. Xilou for almost a morning, everyone's emotions fluctuated several times, and finally they saw the masterpieces in the private room.

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