There are many restaurants in front of Confucius Temple, which are about the same as in modern times, and the students' money is easy to earn. The Zhuangyuan Building is not prominent among these many restaurants, and the building does not have any unique style, but has a sense of historical precipitation.

Zhu Ping'an stood at the bottom of the champion building, looking at the three words "champion building" dancing upstairs, a cultural atmosphere came to his face, and he suddenly felt good.

Although the champion building is inconspicuous, the passenger flow is relatively large, and there are people in and out of it in twos and threes when Zhu Ping'an stops.

"Let's go, you can't eat poor today fat brother!" The fat man still had the resentment that he couldn't go to the other side of the Qinhuai River, so he gritted his teeth and stepped into it first.

Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly, and also paced upstairs.

There is nothing outside the champion building, but when you go in, you feel an elegant, mahogany furniture, wooden floor, the surrounding walls are full of calligraphy and paintings, and a calligraphy and painting in the center is particularly eye-catching.

"My breath is so big, I don't know what it tastes like." The fat man Xue Chi walked in front and glanced at the calligraphy and painting in the center, and flattened his mouth.

"If the guest officer is not satisfied with the food we eat, we will not charge." A cleanly dressed shopkeeper bowed his waist and smiled all over his face.

"That's what you said." The fat man Xue Chi waved his fat paw and pointed at the shopkeeper and said.

"It's a small thing." The shopkeeper said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand, "Please two inside." ”

Zhu Ping'an patted the fat man on the shoulder from behind, and took the lead in walking towards the table guided by the store guy.

The champion building is also divided into private rooms and lobbies, but at this time the private rooms are full, only the lobby still has a few tables, and the shop guy is guiding a table by the window. This made Zhu Ping'an very satisfied.

On the wall is a long wooden sign with the name of the restaurant's dishes written on it, so you can see it at a glance.

"You lion's head, bring us a plate." Zhu Ping'an casually glanced at the wooden signs, there were too many wooden signs on the wall. It was a little dizzying, but Zhu Ping'an still remembered the lion's head he heard some time ago, so he ordered one.

"Okay, Jiazi No. 3 table, take the lead." Hearing this, the runner who followed shouted in the direction of the kitchen.

The champion building deserves to be the champion building. Braised lion head can be called a leader.

As soon as the shopkeeper finished shouting, the fat man on the side slapped the table violently, and the flesh on his face trembled, "Okay, good sign." ”

"Give us a whole salad of pork ears. Then the best wine in your shop. The fat man seemed to be excited by the shopkeeper's dominance, and began to order like a fat-faced pit bull.

"A copy of the bull's ear, a red altar." The shopkeeper is a good talker, and when he heard the fat man order, he shouted in the direction of the kitchen.

All talked about the fat man's heart, and the fat man couldn't close his mouth with pleasure.

If it doesn't sound, it has already been a blockbuster roast goose, the fish head tofu soup of the three armies of the brave crown, and the four happiness balls of the three yuan in Lianzhong are full of tables.

It seems that fat people are good at this kind of good thing. Looking at a table of meals and listening to the singing of the guys in the shop, a fat face and a satisfied chrysanthemum bloomed.

"What a coincidence."

A table full of dishes and rice has just been served. Before Zhu Ping'an could move his chopsticks, he heard a familiar call. When I looked up, I saw Uncle Zhu Shouren and other villagers coming, and everyone was smiling with chrysanthemums on their faces, but the fat friend of the uncle was missing.

"Uncle, uncle" Zhu Ping'an got up and saluted.

"Brother An." Several villagers bowed their hands slightly, smiling with smiles on their faces.

"It's better to meet than to meet by chance. On the occasion of the end of the exam, why don't we wait and celebrate together? Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard and smiled heartily.

The fat man Xue Chi has also seen Uncle and others. Besides, this product wishes there were more people, so as to show off his chrysanthemum poems. is also enthusiastic to invite a few people to sit down, and then waved his fat hand and instructed the store guys to look at the signature specialty dishes in the store and add six more dishes, and serve them again.

"This little brother is too polite." After Uncle Zhu Shouren sat down, he praised with a smile.

"Everywhere, you are all brothers and friends of Brother Zhu, and naturally they are also my relatives and friends." The fat man Xue Chi waved his hand casually.

Zhu Ping'an waited for them to finish greeting, then stood up and introduced them to each other and let them get to know each other. The first two times I was in a hurry to take the exam and didn't have time to introduce them to each other, but this time I had time, so I introduced them together.

After the wine and food are served, the wine and dishes are poured, and everyone eats happily.

"Ahem, that retest"

"The one endowed with yellow flowers is like scattered gold"

After drinking a glass of wine, as soon as the fat man opened his mouth to find a chrysanthemum poem that he had to carry down from the beginning, he heard a voice and he got up with him, officially Zhu Ping'an's uncle Zhu Shouren, the two looked at each other and laughed together.

After that, Zhu Ping'an listened to them praising each other's chrysanthemum poems with a painful face, including several fellow villagers who also chanted their chrysanthemum poems together, all with a proud face.

The more proud they were, the more Zhu Ping'an hurt.

After a few glasses of wine for a confidant, Uncle Zhu Shouren and several other villagers drank a few glasses of water, and after drinking alcohol, they slapped the table and boasted to Zhu Ping'an with a big tongue, "Brother An, it's a pity that you didn't meet my friend's mentor with your uncle, really, it's a pity."

"Oh, how can you say that Brother Zhu is a pity?" The fat man's fat face leaned in.

"Don't you know, that day we drank with our friends and teachers, during which people pointed to the chrysanthemums outside the window, let us make poems, you say that it's a pity" Uncle drank wine, looked at Zhu Ping'an and sighed.

Hearing this, the fat man also looked at Zhu Ping'an with a sympathetic face, and shook his head, "Brother Zhu is really a pity, if you go with your uncle, you won't try to post poems that can't compare to my chrysanthemum poems."

Hearing this, Zhu Ping'an felt even more pained.

"Okay, Biao'er, next time, although Uncle and others don't need to take the exam in the future, you don't have to worry, Uncle will introduce you to your friends and teachers in the future."

"That's it, don't regret it, Brother An."

Uncle and others took it for granted that Zhu Ping'an's painful appearance was a remorseful virtue, and they all spoke of comfort.

So, Zhu Ping'an was even more painful, so he had to bow his head and deal with this table of good wine and food wholeheartedly.

In the private room on the third floor, there is a room where Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others sit, in addition to a few people who have always been together, there are several unfamiliar faces, one of which is the noble brother who showed disdain to the students who sang chrysanthemum poems in front of the Jiangnan Gongyuan that day.

Looking out from the private room, the scene in the lobby is clear at a glance, and the sound can be heard clearly.

"Chrysanthemum poem, this year's government case is the first to stop at this, you are exaggerating to him."

In front of the window of the private room, a student with a good body turned around and left the window to return to his seat, smiling at Xia Luoming and the others.

"Yesterday, I heard his comments on chrysanthemum poems, but I didn't expect it to be the same today," the noble brother played with the wine glass in his hand and said lightly.

"This is ours, how can I think that he is so unbearable, Brother Liu and Brother Guo forgive me, it seems that the real head of the case this year is from the two brothers." Su Song Feng Shanshui got up with a wine glass, and seemed to be quite respectful of these two people.

"If it weren't for Brother Liu's filial piety and Brother Guo's study tour, we would not have been fortunate to go to the exam with Brother Liu and Brother Guo."

Even Xia Luoming, who had always been conceited, accepted his arrogance at this time and stood up to raise his glass.

The other people present also raised their glasses, and many of them were ashamed, and it is estimated that they also wrote chrysanthemum Yongqiu poems.

Upstairs, downstairs, toast and change, it's fun.

Zhu Ping'an was overwhelmed by alcohol, so he went to the counter to pay the bill in advance, but was told that the fat man at the same table had already paid. In this regard, Zhu Ping'an could only smile slightly and shake his head. (To be continued)

ps: There will be at least three more today who will not miss the appointment