"It's not just famous, it's famous. The old man had come to the door dozens of times, just to ask the flintstone monk for a calligraphy, but every time he was turned away, and he didn't even see the flint monk. The literati was so excited that the hand that grabbed Lu Wei's sleeve trembled slightly: "I didn't expect the flint monk to be in front of him." ”

Didn't you see that people left you a back? Lu Wei pulled back his sleeve and said, "Before you came, Dr. Mi was about to paint. ”

Of course, when people see you, even the fresh, hot and freshly baked sky-high steamed buns are turned into a puddle of unpalatable things, and you still expect people to paint for you? Stop dreaming.

"I met by chance outside the door, and the old man didn't know the flint monk in person, and I asked for forgiveness for the offense." The literati reached the ground for a long time.

Dr. Rice decisively ignored it.

One poses in a cold pose, the other makes a humble appearance, and the two of them are like sculptures, both motionless.

Probably the little guy is used to seeing all kinds of low voices from painters, and he doesn't think there's anything wrong with his own Ah Lang like this. The guy was different, he was not happy to clean up the puddle that Dr. Mi had just made, and when he saw such a strange scene, he had a hellish expression on his face.

Talented people probably have some quirks, or behaves differently than ordinary people. However, the literati are just that, but Dr. Mi can't let him stay here any way, and when the cheap dad comes back, the two will negotiate their relationship, and it will be bad.

"Dr. Mi, do you want to paint, or do you want to eat? It is best to eat steamed buns while they are hot, as the taste will inevitably be worse when they are cold. "Lu Wei almost said, you hurry up and go back after eating.

The loss of a steamed bun is a trivial matter, but the feeling of dirt on your hands is really bad, but the person who speaks is a son-in-law, and you can't ignore it. Dr. Mi resisted the urge to beat the literati, turned to Lu Wei and said, "You let him go out and let people wipe the place where he stood." ”

Even where he stood...... To this extent, there is no one left. Lu Wei crossed over from modern times, and in the eyes of Lu An, Geng Zhi and his friends, their cleanliness habits have become incorrigible, such as requiring them to take a bath and change their clothes every day, water must be boiled before drinking, the tables and chairs of the cow tower must be cleaned and wiped every day, and the window lattices and doors must be wiped every day, etc.

But this kind of cleanliness habit is not enough in front of Dr. Mi, and people don't rub sand in their eyes.

The literati begged: "If you are offended, please don't blame the flint layman." "I don't blame you for slandering me for being dirty, disgusted that I'm dirty, what else do you want?

Dr. Rice didn't even look at him, just treated him as air.

Lu Wei sighed: "You go out first." "Tell the man to take him outside.

The literati didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of pleading, and he didn't move.

"You know Dr. Mi's temper, I guess I won't be able to help you today." Lu Wei politely refused. Our friendship is not to the point of interceding for you.

The literati fixed on Dr. Mi's back, for a long time, gritted his teeth, and turned to leave.

The man wiped the ground where he had just stood with a cloth and said, "Guest officer, is this okay?" "I've wiped it three times, and if it doesn't work again, I'll have to wipe it ten or eight times.

"Let's go down." Lu Wei nodded, if the guy is amnesty, who will say that the owner has a cleanliness fetish in the future, who is he anxious about, this is also a cleanliness fetish, so what is this old man in front of him?

"Dr. Mi, the floor has been wiped down, and the window has been opened to blow away the smell just now, please sit down and eat." Soak the steamed buns in water into a paste, and the fragrance of a room is made by you, and this matter is naturally to blame on the literati, who is dirty and smelly, which makes your old man not in the mood. Lu Wei slandered and just wanted to send him away as soon as possible.

Dr. Mi sighed, walked to the table and sat down, and said, "The old man is not in the mood to paint today, you can collect the four treasures of the study first, and the old man will come back in the future." ”

"Okay." Knowing you're not in the mood to paint, let's finish eating and leave.

The buns are slightly warm, crystal clear, and the verdant inside is faintly visible. Dr. Mi took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, his face gradually darkened, and finally he was even more happy, and said: "It is round and lovely, crystal clear, and people can't bear to put their mouths down." ”

“……”

Buns are for eating, you can't bear to put your mouth down, do you want to be an ornament? Lu Wei glanced outside the door, the good brother Geng Da Fat took time out of his busy schedule to help him lure his father away, but this is the peak of the day's passenger flow, when Geng Da Fat Man is the busiest, how can he have so much free? I don't know how long I can hold my dad back.

Dr. Mi looked left and right, looked at it for a long time, and still couldn't stand the aroma of the bun, took a bite of the bun skin, and then sighed softly: "Soft and tough, full of aroma." ”

Don't boast, eat quickly, and leave after eating. Lu Wei glanced out of the door again, if Lu An came over, he had to run over and stop him.

Dr. Mi took another bite, frowned and pondered, and said, "The taste of this noodle is very familiar, isn't it ......"

Two bites haven't eaten the filling yet, how small are you in one bite? Also, if you learn from women like this, you can eat one bite at a time, and you will sigh every time you eat, what's the matter? Lu Wei slandered, and was about to persuade again, but Dr. Mi lost his voice and said: "Yes, the old man is in Yanfuguan, and he eats this kind of noodles." ”

The first bite is unusually chewy, and there is only the aroma of noodles in the mouth; Take another bite and feel like I've experienced this feeling somewhere; After eating the third bite, I remembered that once he was ordered to enter the palace to paint, and the emperor rewarded him with a bowl of somen noodles.

The feeling of this steamed scalp is very similar to the somen noodles he ate in Yanfu Palace, but it is more fragrant than the somen noodles rewarded by the emperor.

After eating three or two bites, he couldn't care about the taste of the filling, he was shocked indescribably, how could this small suburban restaurant have tribute noodles? How can you make a 20-guan steamed bun with tribute noodles? After thinking about it again, I felt that the young man in front of me was kind, if the wind was released, the steamed buns were made of tribute noodles, and those wealthy businessmen were afraid that they would break the threshold of watching the cow building.

Tokyo's economy is prosperous, and there are a lot of rich people, and I am afraid that a large number of people are willing to pay for the word "tribute".

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Dr. Mi shook his head again and again, and said, "Avi, how about the old man write a plaque for you, and write tribute noodles steamed buns on it?" ”

As long as the word "tribute" is added to the front of something, it means that the emperor is dedicated to it, and others cannot touch it, otherwise there will be a big disaster. Lu Wei didn't want to have nothing to do, if he could hang out the word "tribute noodles", he would have hung up a long time ago. In order to hang out these two words, it is necessary to authorize the authority of the Great Song Emperor Chrysostom to be accurate.

"Thank you Dr. Mi for your kindness, but now the business is very good, the kid is too busy, if you hang this plaque, I'm afraid that the guests who come will crush the shop."

In order to avoid too many guests, this plaque should not be hung.

"Okay, it's just that the old man will inevitably promote it for you." Dr. Mi stroked his beard and smiled, seeing that Lu Wei was becoming more and more pleasing to the eyes, and at the same time cast his eyes to the path outside the door, why didn't his relatives come back?

Dr. Mi wanted to settle down on his family, and he was extremely urgent.