took Jia Er back to the inn, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a lot of people gathered in front of a table of eight immortals in the middle, looking at something, and before he walked over, words full of contempt came out of the crowd.

"It's just a vulgar shop, and I named a dish braised pork, what is red, it means red, you look at the color of the meat, dark red and black, what does it have to do with red, and this burning word, I only see that this meat has been cooked, where there are traces of burning, isn't this deceiving everyone."

This sassy person is clearly arguing with strong words, and no matter how this meat is made, it is a dish, not to mention the name of braised pork, it is a purple braised pork, red bacon, you just care that this dish is delicious, it is good to know the name of this dish, no matter what he does, but the guy who spoke just now is clearly misleading everyone, shifting everyone's focus from food to the inn's integrity to guests, so as to achieve the purpose of suppressing the inn.

Seeing that the diners who were standing around and watching the excitement had begun to gradually resonate with the words of the, Lin Ruyu stomped his feet in a hurry, and Jia Yihao lined up the crowd and walked into the encirclement.

Sitting at the table was a plainly dressed young man, at the moment there was a plate of braised pork on the table, he was talking about how bad this meat was, but the speed at which he got off the chopsticks was not slow at all, if he didn't know that he had to rely on this meat to say things, he couldn't wait to give him this plate of braised pork to eat clean now.

"Since this son thinks that the name braised pork is suspected of deceiving everyone, then you might as well ask the son to give this dish a name."

The sudden sentence made the sao man who was eating meat almost choked, and gave himself two punches in the chest, which can be regarded as smoothing his anger, but when he recalled Jia Yi's question, he couldn't help but be a little stupid, this meat is delicious, and the name braised pork is also very good, but if you want him to take a name now, I really don't know what to call for a while.

"It's better to call it boiled meat."

"Haha......" Jia Yi laughed loudly when he heard this, not giving that any face.

"You're smiling." Sao Ren's face was a little unbearable, and he couldn't help but ask coldly at Jia Yi.

"I laugh at you for not understanding anything, and being a reader in vain."

"It's ridiculous, I'm a child in Duqu County, and I will be admitted to Xiucai in a few days, but you actually say that I don't understand anything." The temper of the scholars in this year is quite big, relying on knowing the two words, and they are a posture of no one in their eyes, in this small inn, Sao people don't think they will meet how powerful the opponent is, so they naturally want to show their identity.

"Don't say that you are still just a child, even if you are admitted to Xiucai in the future, or even raise people in high school, if you still have a posture of being high in the eyes of no one, you still don't understand anything."

"You...... Well, in that case, I'd like to hear how you explain the origin of this braised pork. "Even now, the butt of the sassy man sitting on the chair is firmly on the chair, and there is no intention of moving.

"The word braised is a new way of cooking, it is a word, and it cannot be read separately, the so-called braised is a name in the cooking technique of fried words, but it is not the red roast meat that this boy said."

After listening to Jia Yi's words, Sao Ren's face turned red with shame, but he still refused to admit defeat, screamed and got up from his chair and pointed at Jia Yi and asked, "Then tell me what kind of cooking method this fried word refers to." ”

Jia Yi looked at Sao Ren with an idiot look, and said lightly: "This is the Xin Mi of this store, could it be that you are here to spy on the Xin Mi of the small shop?" ”

"I ......" Sao Ren was choked again, if he broke the sand pot and asked to the end, wouldn't it really become a spy to spy on other people's secrets, but he was unwilling to let Jia Yi go, and looked at Jia Yi carefully, the same linen clothes, and the clothes were still crooked, it is estimated that even if he is not a house slave, he is also the kind of illiterate who has no culture, and then he counted: "The four people of the world, Shinong and industrial, and I will wait for students to enter the palace in front of the king, so it is natural for me to be high." ”

"It's ridiculous, you're just a child now, and you're still far from Xiucai, and you dare to imagine the king in front of the palace, let alone a scholar, I'm afraid that the little talent in your stomach is not as good as my little house slave."

This is angry, scholars have the pride unique to scholars in ancient times, not to mention that a little house slave questioned, even if the owner of this inn comes out to ask, it will be said to be insulting Sven, the sassy person is really angry enough, and regardless of the identity of Jia's family slave, let alone whether he knows how to read or not, he yelled directly: "Do you dare to compare with me to learn." ”

Jia Yidu is about to laugh, you are a primary school graduate and our college student to learn from it, you really dare to say it, although we haven't practiced calligraphy much, it can be estimated that it can't be better than your primary school graduate's writing, since it is a talent to learn, it is nothing more than writing and composing poetry, with famous poems in your head for more than a thousand years, can you still be afraid of you?

"It's better than that, anyway, it's not a shame for me to lose as a little house slave." Jia Yi first put himself in the lowest position, and made a posture of attacking and retreating, and defending, regardless of winning or losing, he was already invincible.

"I don't bully you, you can't write if you want to, then let's compare it to poetry, since you are a house slave, then I'll let you do it first, and everyone in the province will say that I bullied you."

Jia Yi sneered, and was not polite, said hello, and after a little pondering, he opened his mouth and said a poem.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, the roots are in the broken rocks, and the thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing from east to west, north and south." With Zheng Banqiao's bamboo and stone in one hand, Jia Yi still remembers it clearly, and it just so happens that this situation is the most suitable for this one, so he can take it out and use it well.

The biggest problem of the reader is to love the brain, Jia Yi's poem was originally just copied from Zheng Banqiao, but these four poems fell in the ears of the Sao people and suddenly changed the taste, he felt that Jia Yi compared himself to bamboo, and the Sao people themselves are the obstacles to the bamboo for all kinds of grinding and blowing, the idea is even more inspirational, let the difficulties be many, I stand still.

If he is defeated in other aspects, Sao Ren may be able to continue to maintain his superiority as a scholar, but he can be defeated in the field of talent that he is most proud of, and cold sweat is dense on his forehead for the first time, he is just a little child, and it is already a racking of brains to be able to make two limerick poems, compared with this kind of excellent poem that borrows things and inspiration, it is simply the difference between Yunni and mortal dust.

"It's your turn, hurry up, the big guy is waiting to hear it."

"It's just, hurry up and don't ramble."

“……”

The urging of the surrounding people made the sao people even more ugly, and the sweat on his forehead turned into bean-sized particles and began to roll down.

Just when everyone was waiting impatiently, Sao Ren overlapped his hands and pointed directly at Jia Yi, and then slowly bent down and bowed to Jia Yi to the end.

"Mr. is talented, the student is ashamed of himself, Confucius said, there must be my teacher in the threesome, the student is willing to follow Mr. around, and I hope that Mr. can take him in."

This dramatic scene made everyone's mouths open wide, and Jia Yi was also stunned, what is this, a poem can get a student?

"What's your name?" Jia Yi felt that the scholars all over the world in the past year were all cattle, but some of them were already standing on Li Er's chariot, and some were still chasing the chariot, and then got on Li Zhi's chariot, if this was a famous guy in history, Jia Yi would not dare to take him under his hands, otherwise he would wait for others to make a fortune in the future, and he felt that this time with him was the most embarrassing, and people had to find someone to kill him.

"Xin Guangmao."

I haven't heard of it, at least it's not an existence at the same level as Cheng Biting Jin Qinqiong, that's good, that's good, it's just a shortage of manpower, take it and use it first.

"You come with me."

Jia Yi took Xin Guangmao to the back kitchen, and said straight to the point: "I know that you are a down-and-out scholar, if you want to follow me to learn skills or knowledge, I will not let you read sages in the house carefree, you have to work for me, I will give you food, I will teach you a little knowledge when I am free, can you accept it?" ”

"Meet the sir."

Who says that a reader must be stupid in reading his brain? Look at this Xin Guangmao, as soon as he heard that he had something to eat, he immediately kowtowed to Jia, what a smart person.

Helping people up, in fact, Jia Yi still has a headache about kowtowing at every turn these years, but anyway, it's not that he kowtows to others, others love to kowtow.

"I didn't lie to you with a sentence, I am a house slave in the Lin Mansion, at least for now, since you are willing to let me be your husband, then you will be the housekeeper of the Lin Mansion next." From Jia Yi's point of view, there is no problem at all, although he is still a house slave, but the old man Lin has already promised Lin Ruyu to be his wife, and he has handed over the Sifang Inn to him to take care of, as long as his slave status is removed, he is the second-in-command of this family, after all, the old man's words still have to be listened to.

But from Xin Guangmao's point of view, this is a bit puzzling, you are a house slave in the Lin Mansion, and your students have not been sold as slaves, how can you still be a housekeeper, the key is that the housekeeper is still what you say you should be, can all the affairs of the Lin Mansion still be decided by a little house slave?

couldn't figure it out, so Xin Guangmao didn't pick it up, waiting for Jia Yi to explain to him.

Looking at Xin Guangmao's appearance, Jia rubbed his temples with a headache, this thing couldn't be explained clearly for a while, so he simply sent a handful of Biao who was a teacher: "You see it, let you be you." ”

"Yes, sir."