All the people in the world who think they are smart are actually stupid people, and the really smart people like to silently restrain their wisdom and pretend to be stupid in front of those who think they are smart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dad told Yang Huairen many times that as a cook, you should be low-key and high-profile when cooking.

Yang Huairen felt at first that his father was purely fooling himself, he had not been a cook in a Hutong restaurant all his life, and he had done a very good job of being low-key, and he had never seen him high-profile.

Now he understands a little bit, there is a kind of thing, the elegant point is called "the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it", and the popular point is to shoot the first bird.

Suiyuan's strength of the small restaurant, the food is better than those big restaurants, isn't this the little bird that wants to fly higher before its wings have grown?

Suiyuan sells beef noodles, Guiyanlou also sells beef noodles, and more restaurants start selling beef noodles, but no matter how these restaurants do, the taste is always three points worse than the beef noodles in Suiyuan.

When jealousy accumulates to a certain extent, it is easy to produce jealousy, and when the weather is dry, it is easy to burn the prairies.

Early in the morning, Fan Erniang, the owner of Guiyan Building, led a group of colleagues to invite Yang Huairen to dinner, and the prayers were all down.

Yang Huairen smiled and said to the little guy who came to deliver the post that he would definitely go to the banquet on time, and He Zhiyun would quit.

"This is the Hongmen Banquet, Renlang doesn't have to pay attention to it."

When she spoke, her fists were clenched, as if Fan Erniang had become a villain and was struggling to beg for mercy in her palm: "I will never fight your pretty man's idea again!" ”

Yang Huairen sighed, don't mess with women, especially women who know kung fu.

After a while of appeasement, I told her to understand a truth, if you lose, you can't lose, if you don't go to the banquet, you will teach others to look down on yourself.

How could a chivalrous woman like He Zhiyun not understand this truth? It's like two chivalrous warriors, and no matter how many thousands of miles apart in cultivation, the shrinking turtle can't do it.

So she said that she was going to follow, and said that if someone played ambush with you, she would be able to resist Yang Huairen for three or five hours.

"Am I that weak in your heart? Brother is a manly man who doesn't need a woman to protect. Do you still need to resist for three or five hours? In fact, half a pillar of incense kung fu is enough for buddies to run away......"

Yang Huairen organized thousands of languages to prepare to prove how manly he was, He Zhiyun had already changed into men's clothes, and a handsome little scholar in white was already standing in front of him.

Women should be pretty, filial piety.

Just looking at her face, He Zhiyun, who has changed into men's clothes, is simply a handsome and beautiful young man, and Yang Huairen can't help but feel ashamed when standing beside her.

But you hid the two rabbits in your arms, and they were so obvious that it was too cover-up to steal the bell, so Yang Huairen decided to appease the two little rabbits, and then there was a big burst on his forehead.

Holding the painful head, the nosebleed came out again. Yang Huairen secretly swore in his heart, "Sooner or later, let these two rabbits be my claws!" ”

Guiyan Tower is in the Chongzheng Gate, the Baojing Lake is picturesque, and the five-storey eaves giant building stands in a lush greenery, leaving a beautiful reflection on the lake.

The steward of Yanlailou recognized Yang Huairen and wrapped his waist to lead the way. The three of them moved to the top of the fifth floor, and the beautiful scenery of Baojing Lake was in full view.

Yang Huairen admired the beautiful scenery, and felt that He Zhiyun was a little too nervous to say that this was a Hongmen banquet, and in this poetic scenery, he was too sorry for his own behavior if he didn't chant a poem.

I saw him walk to the window, close his eyes and look intoxicated, look up and sniff the breeze blowing on the lake, and slowly raise his arms.

The panache is full of it, but unfortunately he is shy in his chest, and there is not much ink that can be used. I searched for a long time in the 300 Tang poems, but I couldn't find a suitable sentence.

Yang Huairen peeked at the shopkeepers sitting in the hall, it was not good to lose face by not saying anything, so he sang loudly: "The scenery on the upper floor of Guiyan is good, and the birds in the clouds are blue water and jade trees." ”

Everyone looked sideways, but they didn't expect the boss of Suiyuan to be so young and so literate, so they endured the flame of jealousy in their hearts, pretending to be intoxicated and waiting for him to read the last two sentences.

Yang Huairen himself knows that he is just nonsense, the first two sentences of rhyme and style can only be said to be improvised, and the artistic conception is not at all, since it is Fan Erniang, the owner of Yanlou, who is the owner, the following two sentences of flattery are not rude.

"The immortals don't go back to the wine, stop the crane and shake the piano and enjoy it."

"Good poems, good poems, good stop cranes shake the piano and enjoy it, Brother Huairen is really talented, young, he has such attainments in cooking, and he also wrote such a flowing poem, it can really be said that he is talented!"

The man who spoke was a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man in a gorgeous robe, with a genuine domestic ivory folding fan in his hand that was extremely delicate, and the golden crown of hair on his head was shining.

"Dare to ask Your Excellency?"

Yang Huairen had a smile on his face, but secretly greeted his parents in his heart, who made you look so much more handsome than your brother?

"Below is the proprietor of this Guiyan Tower, Zhao Hao."

Zhao Jun? Your grandma is a tun, she looks good, and she doesn't need to show off her name every day, right? Yang Huairen was angry in his heart, this bear child should be called Zhao Chou, right! It's called looking for a draw!

He Zhiyun didn't know what he was thinking when he saw all kinds of expressions on his face, so he secretly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Zhao Hao is King Jia, and this Yanlou is the property of King Jia's Mansion, so I'm afraid it will be a Hongmen banquet." ”

Is this kid a prince? Yang Huairen was a little drumming in his heart, according to the original plan, the shopkeeper of this restaurant just wanted him to share the recipe of beef noodles, and when the time came, he could buy the Zhuangzi to develop his own ingredient base.

But if it's a prince, and people are rich and powerful, the little emperor has to call him uncle, what's this...... If you don't slaughter him hard, I'm sorry for him for having such a big hat.

"It turned out to be the first sage king of the Great Song Dynasty, Lord Jia, your name is really like thunder, and the admiration for you is like a surging river, and it is like the Yellow River flooding out of control......"

Since you want to fool others, then make him happy in advance, and when the time comes, you will be happy to pay for it, and you will be at ease when you take the money, killing two birds with one stone, and each will take what she needs.

He Zhiyun frowned when he heard him shoot the sycophants so rhythmically behind his back, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with this person, he was full of manly charm when he was serious, and when he was not serious, he was even more annoying than those street scoundrels.

"You're so thick-skinned, I don't know how to get such sour words out of your mouth."

In the face of He Zhiyun's disdain, Yang Huairen became angry, didn't she do so many things for the dozens of mouths on her mountain? Why doesn't this woman understand me?