Ji Qingwen was busy discussing the matter of tenants, so he ran out without breakfast, and after discussing it now, it was already past lunch time, and he was already hungry, so he had lunch with his son Zhu Cunshu in the palace of King Qin.

After lunch, Zhu Cunshu couldn't sit still, and shouted that he wanted to go to the "Lao Wanxing" restaurant to see the excitement.

Ji Qingwen came into contact with Zhu Cunshu and knew that he was also a willful and reckless guy, and his identity as the prince of Qin was here, so it was not too contrary to his wishes, so he also agreed.

So this second generation of officials and a rich second generation, the two of them jointly went out of the Qin Wangfu from the side door, called the servants, stepped on the horses, and galloped away to the "Lao Wanxing" restaurant in the south of the city as if no one was around.

The two rode halfway to the road, but Zhu Cunshu suddenly grabbed the reins, pointed to a person on the side of the road and asked Ji Qingwen: "Brother Ji, look, why is that person dressed and looks so strange?" ”

Ji Qingwen hurriedly stopped his horse, looked in the direction of Zhu Cunshu's finger, and sure enough, he saw a person standing in front of a clearing and didn't know what he was watching, and the person was blonde and blue-eyed, with a curled beard on his face, and although he was wearing Central Plains costumes, he had a very conspicuous yarmulme hat on his head—it really looked different.

Ji Qingwen traveled from modern times, and he knew that he was a foreigner by looking at this person's face, and he immediately became a little curious, and when he saw that it was still early, he said to Zhu Cunshu: "This should be a Westerner, I'll meet him." ”

With that, Ji Qingwen turned over and dismounted, walked to the foreigner, and shouted, "HELLO!" ”

The foreigner was stunned for a moment, his blue eyes widened, and his eyes showed surprise as if he had found a treasure, and said, "You speak English? Great！ As he spoke, he muttered a large set of English in a tone of great excitement.

Ji Qingwen's English level was average before he crossed, and the foreign accent was heavy, and he could still understand the first few sentences, but then he couldn't understand a single word of the large string of bird languages.

So Ji Qingwen finally caught a gap, interrupted his words, and said, "Wait. Can you speak Chinese？ Dude, do you speak Chinese? ”

The foreigner was stunned again and replied: "Chinese, can speak, can speak a little." Although the tone is still a little awkward and stiff, it is enough for people to understand - anyway, the Chinese level of this foreigner is much higher than Ji Qingwen's English level.

So Ji Qingwen breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then let me ask you, what's your name?" Where did it come from? What are you doing in Xi'an? ”

Ji Qingwen's three questions in a row, it seems that the neighborhood committee came to check the household registration, and when he met someone with a little temper, he would have ignored him a long time ago.

But the foreigner was good-natured, and replied truthfully: "My name is Johann Adam Schall von Bell, and my name is John Tong, and I am a Jesuit monk, and I was sent by the church to preach. Seeing that Xi'an is such a big city, there is no church in it, so I plan to build one here. ”

Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhu Cunshu rebuke on the horse: "Church, what church?" What are foreigners scaring about when they come to our city of Xi'an? No, it can't be built! ”

John Tang hurriedly replied: "I have the approval of the household department and the Li Fan Yuan, saying that it is allowed to build a church in the city. ”

As soon as Zhu Cunshu heard that this foreigner had documents from the imperial court, he immediately felt a little wrong, but he was unwilling to admit it immediately, and he didn't know how to speak.

Ji Qingwen hurriedly answered: "With the approval of the imperial court, it will be fine." I'm still raising money and looking for a foundation, right? This kind of thing can't be rushed, why don't you leave me your current address, and I'll come to you when the time comes, and see if there's anything I can do to help? ”

Tang Ruowang was also sincere, and saw that Ji Qingwen was dressed like a rich man, so he took out the pen in his arms and copied the address where he lived to Ji Qingwen.

Ji Qingwen took the note, and saw that although the Chinese characters on it were crooked, he could barely recognize it, so he folded the note and put it away, and after saying goodbye to Tang Ruowang, he stepped on the mount again, greeted Zhu Cunshu, and continued to walk towards the "Old Wanxing" restaurant.

Zhu Cunshu saw the scene in his eyes, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Brother Ji, I really didn't expect it, why are you still fluent in foreign languages?" Also, what do you do when you have nothing to do with foreigners? ”

Ji Qingwen suddenly realized that he had just made a big mistake that might expose his identity as a crosser, and hurriedly said, "Where do I understand foreign languages?" I once played with a few foreign women, and I just learned to say a few words. As for making friends with foreigners...... The prince is also well-informed, probably hasn't seen a foreign girl yet, right? There's nothing to lose by sturdying a few foreigners, right? ”

Zhu Cunshu frowned and said, "What's so good about foreign girls?" Maybe it's the same as the man just now, with a blue face and fangs, and a bearded face. Moreover, the people of the palace befriended foreigners, and maybe some idle imperial history would know about it, and impeaching you for being a foreigner, but you would not be able to eat and go around. ”

Ji Qingwen didn't want to continue on this topic, so he said a few perfunctory words, looked up and saw that the "Lao Wanxing" restaurant he opened was in front of him, so he said: "Lord Shizi, we have arrived, the road over there is narrow, and the horses can't get in, so let's get off the horse and walk." With that, Ji Qingwen turned over and dismounted.

Zhu Cunshu also rolled the saddle and dismounted under the service of his subordinates, and walked into the restaurant side by side with Ji Qingwen.

When the shopkeeper of "Lao Wanxing" saw Ji Qingwen coming, he quickly put down the work in his hand and greeted him: "Yo, the young owner is here!" I heard that tonight's discussion is over, and the master can't come, but the young master is presiding. The young master is here now, but let's see how we are ready? ”

Ji Qingwen raised his eyes and saw that the work of running the hall and serving food in the middle hall was busy non-stop, and twenty or thirty tables had been placed, and it was also in order.

He saw that a small stage had been set up on the atrium again, so he asked: "Shopkeeper, I remember that there is no singing in 'Lao Wanxing', what is going on with this stage?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly smiled and said, "Oh, this is what the master ordered." It was said that the harvest in the past two years was not good, and this year the tenants were clamoring for rent reduction, so they invited a few entertainers to come over and play tricks, so that the tenants were happy, and they forgot about the rent reduction. I came up with this idea! ”

Hearing this, Ji Qingwen felt that the shopkeeper's idea was a little too naïve - after all, tenant rent is real money, how can you forget it by watching a play?

However, this matter was agreed to by his father Ji Guangming in the Ming Dynasty, and Ji Qingwen naturally did not object, and after saying the word "good", he said: "You have done a good job." I see that the lobby is full of tables today, but are the private rooms upstairs empty? ”

The shopkeeper replied truthfully: "The master has ordered a few days ago, and there will be no outsiders today, and the private rooms are empty." How? Is the young master going to invite someone to dinner? ”

Ji Qingwen nodded and said, "That's right, how many private rooms are there upstairs?" How many people can sit? I want them all. ”

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "There are a total of eighteen private rooms, each of which can seat eight people......"

While listening to this, Ji Qingwen calculated in his heart: A guard in the Qin Palace's mansion counted him as 500 people, 150 people were arranged upstairs, and the other 300 people could be deployed around the restaurant, which could be regarded as being able to take care of each other.

But I heard that the shopkeeper was still chattering and asking: "What does the young master mean, you want to invite more than 100 people to come over for dinner?" What kind of dishes do you prepare? Where does the money come from? When will it come and when will it end? How many runaways do you want to send? Please also ask the young master for advice. ”

"Hey, why do you have so many questions?" Before Ji Qingwen could answer them one by one, Zhu Cunshu became impatient and interjected, "These are all subordinate matters, do you still want to ask the master?" ”

Only then did the shopkeeper see the dignified Prince of Qin standing behind him, and hurriedly bowed down and said, "Ouch, the villain was blinded by eating shit, and he didn't recognize that you have also arrived, it's really damned." My young master said he wanted to have a treat, but it was you who invited the old man? ”

Zhu Cunshu snorted and said, "Please me?" If you invite me, I'll beat you up just a few words. It was my subordinates who invited you, didn't you just ask where the money for the meal came from? Don't ask, after my brothers have eaten and drunk enough, you are tired and go to the Qin Palace, and I will pay the bill. ”

Ji Qingwen saw that Zhu Cunshu was angry, and when he thought of dealing with Gao Yingxiang and Li Zicheng, the two tricky characters today, he hurriedly came over to make a round, opened the shopkeeper, and said a few good words, which calmed Zhu Cunshu down.