Chapter 250: Cutting the Yellow Flowers in the Garden

There was a candle lamp on the counter, and the wax oil dripped on the table, Yang Fan looked towards the counter, and saw that the counter Xiao Er was sleeping soundly inside, and he was a little speechless.

"Hey!" He knocked on the countertop.

Xiao Er, who was sleeping soundly, finally moved, but he still couldn't get up. Yang Fan really didn't know how this store was propped up. There is no shopkeeper in the store, and even Xiao Er looks like he doesn't like to answer. Is this opening a store or selling rags? The tattered ones still have to shout twice, and I feel that here, whether it is the store or the customers, there is a strange feeling.

"I'll order food!" Yang Fan came back to his senses and knocked on the table again. This time, Xiao Er finally raised his head, squinted his eyes, pointed to the menu behind him, and then pointed to the door on the side, and fell asleep again.

"Oh, that's interesting." Yang Fan smiled, a little at a loss for Xiao Er's attitude. This business is done, he shook his head. However, when he looked back and saw the expectant eyes of the little prince, he still gave up the plan to change the family, and swept the menu behind him with his eyes. Fortunately, the name of the dish does not seem to be so unreliable. Except for osmanthus tea, osmanthus stuffed meatballs and a few dessert snacks, the rest of the dishes are normal side dishes.

He walked back and said, "Wang Ting, go in with me." ”

Zhu Qi frowned and said, "What's the matter?" Why don't you serve it yet? He felt a little thirsty in his throat, and he didn't even serve tea, and the hotel service was really bad. However, he couldn't slap the table and shout like Chen Wangting. Yang Fan smiled: "Didn't you say it before you came in?" It's an interesting shop. Go, royal court. Come in with me. ”

The two of them turned into the door on one side, and in a small room, there was only one cook, and she was tossing a spoon there. When he heard someone coming in, he said, "My plate is full." There are not enough people in the store, so I can't accommodate the two of them. The price of vegetables remains the same, eat more and eat less, you can serve it yourself. ”

Yang Fan smiled, this business is like eating a buffet. He ordered a few dishes. Let Chen Wang Tingsheng finish finishing and going out. Standing by the stove, he asked, "Is there any wine?" ”

"The osmanthus wine I brewed myself is over there."

"Hold it yourself."

The cook smiled and said, "I'm really sorry." The guy in the shop. I was scolded by my family officials, and when my business was busy, I couldn't take care of so much. She walked over and scooped the last pot into the tub and picked up a wooden spoon from the side. Said: "Wait a minute, the wine will come soon." She wiped her sweat and ripped her apron off.

"Why don't you recruit people anymore? There are two people inside and outside the store, where can they be busy. ”

The cook took a black-glazed open jug, scooped it out of the black jar on one side, and murmured, "What's the use of beckoning?" In three days, I will be scolded by the officials again, so it is better to leave it like this. Hard is hard, at least I can't hear his broken words. If you work hard, you have to work hard. The guests outside are all old guests for several years. I'm also used to the rules of the store, and I come to the kitchen to get whatever I eat. Childe, you just arrived in Liaocheng. ”

Yang Fan nodded and smiled, and said, "What do all the officials in your family scold for?" Why rush and dial? The cook shook her head and chuckled, "I can't tell you that I'm afraid of your jokes, my official, hehe." He, the man he recruited, had to be able to match his verse couplets, and sometimes to do a few arithmetic. You say, these guys. If you can read a few words, you can settle the account and recruit a treasure, and you also need to be able to chant poems to be right, this is not a phoenix in the chicken coop. Chicken feathers in one hand. ”

Yang Fan's eyelids jumped, and he became even more curious about this shopkeeper. Find a buddy, and be able to recite poems and say yes, and be proficient in arithmetic. Everyone has this ability, do you still want to be your guy? deserves to be unable to find a buddy for the rest of his life.

"Guest, your wine."

"Oh. Good. Yang Fan took the wine. When I walked out of the kitchen, I saw two tables of people over there, and they had already started. He poured the wine for Bu Lao Dao and Zhu Qi. Then sit at a table with Chen Wangting and Xingzhi. Bu Laodao turned his head with a wine glass and said with a smile: "It's okay, even the storytelling is playing and singing about your deeds." It seems that it won't be long before you are cut off, and some people will definitely be scolded to the point of blood, and then they will be mediocre and harming the virtuous. This trick is really poisonous. ”

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows, pretending to be surprised: "Is this really the case?" ”

"Don't believe me, listen to yourself." Lao Dao gloated.

The two people on the table on one side were peeling peanuts and chattering. "When I heard this commentary, I remembered the poem that spread all over the country last year. Brother Liang, do you know? ”

The man spit out the peanut coat sticking to his lips and said, "You said that it has spread all over the country, how could someone Liang not know." The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present. These words are praised, which makes people's blood surging and invigorated, and they are really iron-blooded people who have been on the battlefield of life and death. ”

"Also, those literati who can only show off their words do not have this arrogance."

On the other side, someone interjected: "It's not just heroic, it's just domineering." A domineering spirit that can be matched. Such a resourceful lord who is both civil and military can help me to be Ming, and it can be regarded as a blessing for us. ”

"I guess this lord must be a master, who is over the destiny of heaven, with the posture of an old man chatting about juvenile madness, galloping on the battlefield, no one can match."

"Go and go, I haven't seen the world, and I'm interjected. You know what. Lord Yang, that's a young hero. is only a year old, still fifty years old, those are all old men, and there is still this domineering spirit that still looks at the present day? ”

Yang Fan didn't listen to a few words in his commentary, but he listened to the people next to him talking nonsense about himself, which was also a little interesting. Xingzhi's eyes on the side turned, stood up, looked at the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and said with a smile: "This song "Qinyuan Spring? Emperor Song", it is said that an old Confucian surnamed He in Jiangnan called the first in the bold word school since the founding of our dynasty, and said that there is no one before and no one after him. I was not convinced, so I specially wrote a lyric and wanted to compare with the previous one. ”

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of those who were still talking. Not only those people, but even Yang Fan couldn't help but be taken aback, what is this line of work for?

"You?"

"Who are you?"

Xingzhi raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter who I am. Today, I just want to fill in one song to see if it can compare to the one filled in by Lord Yang. ”

"Huh. Aren't you afraid of the wind flashing your tongue when you speak wildly? The man sneered, "If you can fill in the words of Lord Yang, half, half of his momentum, I will eat this spoon." The man picked up the porcelain spoon and made a few gestures.

"Haha!" Xingzhi laughed and said, "Wait a minute! (To be continued.) )