Eating a round stomach made up for the regret of not eating breakfast, and Zhang Yuan remembered the main purpose of coming here.

"How much does it cost?"

"Nobleman, a total of half a penny is good silver."

In this era, copper coins really have no credibility at all, and the people would rather barter than accept all kinds of copper coins circulating in the market.

At this time, it is the time to eat, and there are not many guests in the restaurant, probably because they have no long things.

After having a measure in his heart, Zhang Yuan took Xiaoqing back to Zhuo's mansion, and in any case, he promised Zhuo Wenjun in the morning that he would stay in the courtyard and transcribe the idea of running a restaurant.

Although I had some ideas, I forgot everything when I picked up the pen, and I didn't write dozens of words until it was dark.

At noon the next day, Zhang Yuan was about to take the iron pot to the kitchen to fry a dish for himself, and before he went out, he almost bumped into a servant girl.

"Gongzi Zhang, the head of the family invites you to the banquet hall for a banquet."

Dinner? Which door to go to. Although there were doubts in his stomach, Zhang Yuan still nodded.

"I'll go with you."

On the way, Zhang Yuan happened to meet Zhuo Wenjun, she also went to the banquet, and the two chose to go to the banquet together.

"Does the eldest lady know what the family lord's banquet is about today?"

"Did you go out and buy some medicinal herbs yesterday and come back to eat indiscriminately? Didn't my father put on a banquet for you, but you still came to ask me? ”

I really don't know, can't you just say it if you know, you have to say so much bullshit. Zhang Yuan roared in the depths of his heart.

"Miss, you know that villains are stupid, please give me some advice."

"Yesterday you went to Shuweixuan, I thought you took a fancy to that location, so that my father could discuss that restaurant directly.

This matter was put on the agenda, and today's father invited Lin Qiong Xungui to tell them that our Zhuo family was going to open a restaurant, and they would be invited to go when the time came.

Of course, this is only one of the purposes, hearing that Sima Xiangru, a close friend of Wang Ji, the county commander, came to Linqiong for the first time, his father and the uncle of the Cheng family thought about taking the wind and cleaning the dust for that friend for the county order.

The two things were done together, saving time and effort. ”

The father and daughter of the Zhuo family really have the same style of acting, doing things vigorously and resolutely, even if they use some ghost tricks, they are all on the surface.

Just like Zhuo Wenjun's control of Zhang Yuan's whereabouts, he didn't shy away from talking about it at all, and he didn't care what Zhang Yuan would think in his heart at all.

"The eldest lady misunderstood, the villain went to Shuweixuan yesterday and just found a place to eat because he was hungry.

Since there are many distinguished guests in the house today, if you are the host, let's hurry over. ”

By the time Zhang Yuan and Zhuo Wenjun arrived at the banquet hall, the courtyard outside the hall was also full of banquets, and at a cursory glance, almost fifty or sixty people had already sat down.

Zhang Yuan followed the guidance of a servant into the banquet hall, found his place and sat down.

Zhuo Wangsun, the head of the Zhuo family, and another gorgeously dressed big fat man, this fat man should be the uncle of the Cheng family mentioned by Zhuo Wenjun, who was welcoming guests at the gate of the courtyard at this time.

The eight hundred house slaves in the entire Zhuo Mansion are busy at the moment, and there is endless work waiting for them.

Half an hour later, the sun was already in the middle of the sky, and there were almost hundreds of people seated in the courtyard and banquet hall, and King Zhuo Sun and the head of the Cheng family invited one person in very respectfully.

As soon as this person stepped into the courtyard, everyone stood up and saluted.

This person is the big man of this banquet, Wang Ji, the county magistrate of Linqiong County, and Zhang Yuan also learned from others to get up and bow to this Linqiong county magistrate.

After entering the banquet hall, Wang Ji asked Zhuo Wangsun.

"Brother Zhuo, why don't you see Sima Changqing?"

"Wang County Order, the villain has already sent someone to invite Sima Gongzi, and Xiang will be here soon."

Wang Ji nodded, walked directly to the top position and sat down, and then began to talk with Zhuo Wangsun and the head of the Cheng family on the left and right.

When the servants and maidservants of Zhuo's mansion saw that Wang Ji had already taken their seats, they began to serve the food, and when all the dishes, fruits, and wine were already placed on the table, Sima Xiangru had not yet arrived.

Zhuo Wangsun saw that these guests were a little anxious during the banquet, so he asked Wang Ji in a loud voice.

"County Order, see if we are waiting for Sima Gongzi while eating."

"It's okay, the official is not hungry yet, let's wait first."

Another quarter of an hour passed, and the slave of Zhuo Mansion, who had gone to invite Sima Xiangru, came back, walked to Zhuo Wangsun's side and whispered a few words before retreating.

I saw that Zhuo Wangsun's face gradually became a little ugly.

"Brother Zhuo, what's wrong?"

"The county order, the house slave in the house went to invite Sima Gongzi to the banquet, but Sima Gongzi repeatedly said that he was sick and shirked it, do you want to see if we want..."

Before Zhuo Wangsun finished speaking, Wang Ji stood up from his seat.

"You wait here for a while, and the official will go to Changqing to have a look."

Zhuo Wangsun and the head of the Cheng family did not dare to disobey Wang Ji, so they had to send a carriage to Sima Xiangru with Wang Ji to invite him.

Seeing the three of them leave, Zhang Yuan collapsed on the cushion like a deflated ball.

After doing this for so long, he had some backache.

Because Sima Xiangru's tardiness made Zhang Yuan's body suffer, his impression of Sima Xiangru fell directly to the bottom, I thought that the character of a person with such high literary attainments was also good, but I didn't expect that Ya was a pretending to be 1 to force 1 goods.

Another half an hour passed, and Zhang Yuan finally saw Zhuo Wangsun and his party coming back, and the three of them strode in with a man in a robe.

Zhang Yuan quickly resumed his sitting posture, and lowered his head to salute him.

After the four of them sat down again, Zhuo Wangsun shouted to start the banquet, and the guests began to eat these cold dishes in front of them.

As soon as the banquet opened, the banquet became lively, but they were all praising Sima Xiangru's amazing demeanor or outstanding literary talents, Zhang Yuan understood in his heart that these people were all patting the sycophants of Lingwangji in Linqiong County in disguise, Sima Xiangru was like an idle person with no penny and no official position, how could these businessmen who were in charge of the word be valued.

There was no one to talk to Zhang Yuan, an unknown person, Zhang Yuan was bored for a while, so he wanted to see if Zhuo Wenjun saw Sima Xiangru as written in the history books, and was directly hooked away with the soul of the person.

searched a few times, but there was no trace of Zhuo Wenjun, until when he saw a screen placed in front of a desk, Zhang Yuan guessed that Zhuo Wenjun should be sitting behind.

Not seeing the change in Zhuo Wenjun's face is equivalent to missing a big scene, Zhang Yuan feels a pity.

can only eat the lychee in front of him, which can be regarded as a precious thing, to survive this boring time.

Halfway through the banquet, Zhuo Wangsun, as the host, began to think about doing some activities to help the fun.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Fuzhong recently recruited a retainer named Zhang Yuan, who is good at poetry and outstanding in writing.

Today, everyone in literature like Sima Gongzi is here, and I want to let Zhang Yuan come out to compose a poem, and then ask Sima Gongzi to comment on it. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Yuan ate half of the lychee and fell directly from his mouth to the desk.

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