It is a difficult thing to make river lanterns, young people can't do it, they are too impatient, their hands are strong, they are easy to tear the paper, and the elderly are not successful, and they are old, their eyes are not successful, their hands are trembling, and they can't even close the paper.

But Li Congjia and Mr. Su don't seem to conform to this law, they have been old for a while, the two of them are pulling oil paper, holding small candles, and have already made several small river lanterns, but they look ugly, not as good as those sold by street vendors.

I don't know why the old gentleman made a bet with Li Congjia, whoever does more will win, and the loser will be invited to dinner, so the old gentleman gave full play to the enthusiasm of his youth, and made more river lanterns than Li Congjia.

Li Congjia just shook his head helplessly, isn't it just a meal! He is just enjoying the process of making river lanterns, cutting oil paper, folding it, shaping it, sticking it with paste, and then fixing the small candles, and interestingly, painting the river lanterns with colors, writing some words or something, and expressing his feelings.

The old gentleman made it, his hands are very skillful, and the river lantern he made is much better than Li Congjia's, and it looks like it has the kind of street taste, not like Li Congjia's, it all depends on his own preferences, and he can make it look whatever he wants.

The sun is also gradually coming out, basking in the soil, basking in the tiles, basking in Jinling City, and basking in the small river lanterns made by the two of them, there is a smell of earth in the air, with freshness, with the unique taste of Jiangnan.

The old gentleman stood up, the oil paper was gone, he made five river lanterns, Li Congjia was completing his third one, it seemed that he had won, sitting for a long time, his body bones were also stiff, he got up and stretched his arms, stretched his legs, and twisted his neck, which was very comfortable.

This is like a daily peaceful life, those intrigues, the old gentleman has always scoffed, living so tired, he can't even do what he likes, what's the fun!

At first, I thought that Li Congjia also knew how to live a peaceful life, basking in the sun every day, eating, talking, and a day passed like this, not doing anything, eating and waiting for death, and persuaded him to find something to do, now that I think about it, I really worry too much, Li Congjia can't escape from those conspiracies, but his methods are a little smarter, so people can't detect it, if he doesn't say it himself, he won't know.

The revenge to be avenged, the people killed, and the things to be done have nothing to do with the old gentleman, just watching quietly, being neighbors, not friends.

At noon, the old gentleman naturally stayed to eat, which made Li Shuangshuang very dissatisfied, and he didn't do anything, so he wanted to eat, but the young master made a bet with him and lost, so he wanted to invite him to dinner.

Seeing the eight river lanterns, they looked very ugly, Li Shuangshuang was very dissatisfied, and repeatedly blamed the two for not waiting for themselves to do it together, in fact, Li Shuangshuang's hands were still very skillful, making small river lanterns, which were more tricks than those sold on the street, and they were more beautiful, but now that the dust had settled, Li Shuangshuang had to look at the eight ugly river lanterns, and sighed again and again.

"What to eat today? Is there any fish? ”

"I just ate it yesterday!"

"Not today? Otherwise, stir-fry some meat! ”

"I didn't buy meat today."

"What to eat? Do you eat rice dry? ”

"Noodles, noodles."

Li Shuangshuang has thought about it, you can't eat big fish and meat every day, you have to eat a balanced diet every day, the rice you ate a few days ago, let's eat noodles these days!

"What shame? Is there meat? Let me tell you, cut the meat foam and make it into a dumpling, and the noodles are extremely delicious!"

"Don't I know? Still use you little old man to remind me?"

"Why are you so rude?"

"Did you know me on the first day?"

Also, Li Shuangshuang has never been a polite person, and she has to follow her own will when she says or meets anyone.

"What's that? It's fine without meat foam, but the noodles must be rolled by hand!"

"It's too late, I've already gone to the street to buy noodles!"

"Faces on the street are soulless?"

"That's why we ate it!"

"Eat solemnly!"

"I'm very solemn! At least I do! Why don't you come?"

"This kind of thing, it's still you!"

"Then shut up!"

All right! Shut up, just shut up, anyway, you have to eat other people's food, what to eat is not to eat! It's good to have food to eat.

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Vegetarian noodles, tofu mixed with bean sprouts, extremely vegetarian, provoked the old gentleman very dissatisfied, but the old gentleman still ate, sat on his own small bench, leaned against the wall, held his own bowl, basked in the sun, ate noodles, and at the end, drank some noodle soup.

Eating, also chatting about some things, the shop has not been renovated, it is not bad, but there are too many places to be repaired, which made Li Shuangshuang dissatisfied for a while, saying that he had lost, but the old gentleman was speechless, after all, no one has rented the shop, and it is normal to be dilapidated.

In the afternoon, Li Shuangshuang was ready to go to the county government to report, after all, opening a restaurant is a big deal, and he always has to say hello to the people in the government, otherwise it will become a black shop, and he will inevitably be sued by some people who have nothing to do.

As for the name of the store, Li Shuangshuang still didn't think about it, during which Li Congjia gave a few, Li Shuangshuang was not very satisfied, so it was delayed, and until today, the store still has no name.

Everything else is complete, and until the store is renovated and the formalities are complete, you can start operating.

But the old gentleman is actually not very optimistic about opening a shop on Wutong Street, where the flow of people is sparse, and the people who live are some literati who work in the palace, and they don't see each other every day, where are the guests, otherwise no one will come here to do business for so many years.

Li Congjia doesn't think so, it doesn't matter if the guests are not guests, the most important thing is to fulfill one of Li Shuangshuang's wishes, so that she doesn't have to guard herself every day, concentrates on dealing with her own store, and does what she likes.

Xiong Da Xiong Er was holding his bowl on the side, sucking the noodles in his bowl, making a loud noise, although he was not rude to eat on weekdays, but when he ate noodles, no one could be elegant!

Li Congjia only ate a small half bowl and was full, for people like him, the amount of food eaten every day is always very small, but he saved food, and then filled a small half bowl of noodle soup and drank it in small sips.

The old gentleman ate a big bowl, just patted the bulging little belly, very satisfied, got up and served a bowl of noodle soup, not so anxious to drink, peeled the garlic, eaten raw, straight and spicy grinning, just drank the soup, I don't know what kind of habit, actually eat raw garlic.

After eating and drinking, the old gentleman spread his hands, sat on a small bench, leaned against the wall, and basked in the sun contentedly.

Li Shuangshuang pursed his lips and shook his head helplessly, he had nothing to say, he always felt that this old man was not a good person, he always came to cheat and eat and drink in recent days, like the young master, he didn't do anything, he only knew how to bask in the sun.

After puffing out his cheeks and rinsing his mouth, Li Shuangshuang washed the dishes, and then took Xiong Daxiong Er out and went to work on her shop again.

Afternoons always pass quickly, especially for two people who have nothing to do, with their heads up, their eyes closed, and basking in the sun.

"Why is the old gentleman the same as me? Didn't I say a few days ago that I was not good here, not good there, that people always have to find something to do!" Li Congjia and the old gentleman sat side by side, on their backs, and gossiping.

"How can it be the same? I'm just recuperating in advance, and when those classics arrive, I'm going to recompile the Tang Book, and before that, I have to nourish my spirit!" The old gentleman didn't move, just finished eating, a little supportive, or still didn't move and bask in the sun.

"There is always a reason for this, everyone is like this, Mr. is not so clichéd, Confucianism is not perfect!"

"I have never said that I am a perfect person, and I have never said that I am a generation of Confucianism, all of them are just the names given by others, these years, I have always felt that I am a member of this mass of living beings, there is no difference, hungry to eat, sleepy to sleep, will be lazy, sometimes diligent, see the poor will give alms, see the wicked will scold behind their backs, have impulsive, just like in the palace, everything is not thoughtful, the older you are, the more you see this ordinary day!"

At first, Mr. was only compiled in the Chang'an Palace, because of the war disaster, he was able to repair the classics, and was praised by everyone, and he lectured outside the Chang'an Long Street, talking about the current view, those very vulgar truths, when he is older, he looks down on everything, and lives according to his own temperament, how to be comfortable.

"Transparent, thorough, when I was still the sixth prince before, I relied on each other in the palace with my mother, thinking about eating enough every day, dressing warmly, and not being bullied by others, but even so, I didn't do it, when I was seven years old, my mother left, my leg was broken, and I was said to be lame and lame from behind, no one likes me anymore, that day in the hall, I said I wanted to go to Chang'an to have a look, Li Jing didn't stop me, I went to Chang'an to be a proton for 16 years, when I came back, Li Jing didn't recognize me, in his heart, without me, There is no mother, there is resentment, even his father I don't recognize, and the old gentleman, I have experienced everything, I see more transparent than the average person, I want to live my comfortable life, but there are always some things in the past that have become a hurdle on the tip of the heart, how can I not step over, I also want to be the same as the old gentleman, have their own things to do, repair the Tang Dynasty, reproduce the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, Taizong, Xuanzong, Yang Yuhuan, Li Bai, Bai Letian, An Lushan, Cheng Yanjin, Yang Guozhong...... Those are all characters in the Tang Dynasty, the old gentleman's pen must bring these people to life, I also want to see the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and what I want to do is to make the world peaceful and prosperous today, before that, I always have to find someone to report some personal grievances!" Li Congjia said with a smile, the past has been a long time ago, and I can't say anything sad, but I just sighed, revenge is also a matter of the way, just like what Rou Jia said before, you Li Congjia has never been a person who is willing to be mediocre, you are a person who wants to do a big thing.

Mr. was speechless, just listened quietly, at Li Congjia's age, it should be the best age, riding a horse, shooting green, eating and drinking happily, calling friends, recruiting girls to like, according to age, he is also his grandchildren, but Li Congjia is different, he has experienced too much, so that Mr. wants to pity this miserable child.

It's not easy to do big things and take revenge, basking in the sun today, I don't know if there will be any sunshine tomorrow, it is what Li Congjia knows how to enjoy, because what he has now, I'm afraid it won't be tomorrow.

"Today's words are heart-to-heart, whether Mr. believes it or not, at least we have been so frank, in the same courtyard, under the same sky, saying some ......"