Chapter Seventy-Two: No One in the West (10)
Zheng Fusheng was still a little surprised to see that only Hu Zhou came back. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Because although he didn't follow, he could guess where Hu Zhou went.
Then his disappointment, though a little disappointed, quickly vanished, and all he could do now was to hurry to the market and join in the fun.
In addition to the talented and beautiful women mentioned earlier, whether it is Lanzi or Yunbian, of course, not all of them are like this, otherwise this country with a history of more than two hundred years will be drowned in the next war and chaos.
So it rightfully has its hopes, its mainstays.
And these are not the focus of Zheng Fusheng's attention at all.
Even if it is a good time for many Buddhist temples to preach to the people, Zheng Fusheng, who was bluntly said by a certain monk to have a relationship with Buddhism, is indifferent.
He just took a vacation for the Buddha Bathing Festival, and this temple fair, there were too many foods that he had never seen before, delicious and inexpensive. Seeing this, Hu Zhou remembered that the previous act of trying snacks was obviously a bit redundant, and he should have asked Zheng Fusheng directly.
His stomach seemed to be a bottomless pit, and Hu Zhou followed boringly.
Except for the first day that Xiaguang Taobao was not opened, now Fu Gui and Liu Qian are staying in the shop to operate, Hu Zhou said that it will not have any impact if the store is closed for a few days all year round, but the two insisted, and Hu Zhou did not speak again.
In fact, Liu Qian inquired with Fu Gui in private, and knew that the protagonists of today's words were all scholars and talents, so he lost interest, and it was not as interesting as bargaining with people in the shop.
Lu Yiyi, who is accustomed to seeing scholars and talents on the other side of the Shake Niang Pavilion, said that she would go to Xiaguang Taobao to help in the afternoon.
Mu Qian took the auspicious thing that he had donated sesame oil in Chongming Temple yesterday and went to the green willow tomb.
Dilva mysteriously said that there were some private matters to be done, and Li Zhi followed behind, of course, the kind that would not be discovered.
With Zheng Fusheng's speed of stormy clouds, he has only tasted less than half of the stall after eating it so far, Hu Zhou couldn't bear the hunger and said helplessly: "Find a place to eat seriously first?" ”
The Hongyun Building, which is usually full of merry and talented people, should have no vacancy today. After going around, the two still entered the Tongbei Building.
While waiting for the food to be served, looking at the still lively temple fair on the long street, pointing to the colorful food, Hu Zhou smiled and said, "These are all you have for the festival?" ”
Peeling off a peanut and throwing it into his mouth, Zheng Fusheng nodded and said, "Otherwise?" ”
Glancing at the woman whose head was high, the heat alone could not dissipate by relying on the fan in the hand of the servant girl next to her, her temples were already sweating, and she was looking anxious, presumably planning to find a place to make up her makeup.
Looking back at Zheng Fusheng again, Hu Zhou couldn't help but sigh, what a good age he didn't know what it was like.
It was a small talk waiting for the food to be served, but there was nothing to look for, so Hu Zhou asked again: "Those singing and dancing performances, or the riddle poetry meeting that scholars and talents must go all out, don't you want to take a look?" ”
In addition to the traditional customs of the first day, the Buddha Bathing Festival has changed since it was introduced to Lanzi. With the importance of Lanzi culture and education, the changes are also increasing. Among them, the cloud edge is the most.
For example, the lantern riddles of the Central Plains Shangyuan and the poetry meeting of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Lanzi did not have such a festival, but the content of the festival was all taken to the second day of the Buddha Bathing Festival.
Zheng Fusheng thought about it for a while, and said as if he had made a major decision: "If Brother Hu wants to see it, after eating, Fusheng will accompany you." "Isn't it a big decision, whether it's going to see Raushzi's performance, or dancing and writing, it means that you can't eat all the way down the long street.
It's served.
changed the light taste, otherwise Hu Zhou often ordered a few signature dishes, and Tongbeilou could prepare faster. Zheng Fusheng, who knew that he would not be able to continue to eat after a while, turned his subsequent appetite into the current one and devoured it.
There are talented people who sell poetry and literature to find gentlemen who are usually unwilling to make friends, and there is a way for them. Naturally, there is still some way out. They found Xiaguang Taobao.
Xiaguang Taobao only accepts old things?
That's right, these poems of ours are the best poems that we were most proud of a few years ago. Saying that a few years are short, some people look at their early twenties, and they can't wait to say that the poem was written twenty years ago, and who doubts that he can already export a chapter at the age of three He is in a hurry. In short, these poems are definitely old. Comply with the regulations of the shop to only accept old things.
Mu Qian ignored it.
But Li Zhi, who obviously had other thoughts, didn't use the money in the shop, one or two pieces of silver, and received a lot of articles.
One or two pieces of silver, this is definitely the price that makes those scholars break their teeth and swallow in their stomachs. But firstly, it really needs silver, and secondly, it is difficult for anyone to maintain the so-called demeanor under Li Zhi's cynicism. Maybe calm down and think about it, you really can't let this old guy take advantage of it for nothing, so he just picked up the silver and left.
When Hu Zhou saw these poems in the evening, he didn't find a suitable description for a long time, and then he only said to Li Zhi in a deep voice: "Your silver is all blown by the wind?" ”
Because one of them: sheep, sheep, sheep, docile and long beard. Give it a few whips and bleat.
Another example: This flower has not been planted since ancient times, and the north wind blooms everywhere overnight. Looking closely, there are no branches and no leaves, and I don't know how to grow them? Grow your sister!
So what kind of riddle poetry club do you really want to see? The answer is naturally no, after nine years of compulsory education, he memorized 300 Tang and Song poems by rote, and behind him stood about hundreds of famous poets Hu Zhou, I am afraid that he can't help but beat people.
As for some people questioning the need for more than 300 poems in nine-year compulsory education? If there is such a question, Hu Zhou will definitely ask, are you not a candidate from Jiangsu?
Invincible is how, how lonely.
It is appropriate to describe Zheng Fusheng's mood at this moment with a feast that is inseparable in the world. He hiccuped and said to Hu Zhou: "Brother Hu, do you want to leave now, or do you want to rest a little?" ”
Hu Zhou was a little funny: "Wait a while, you can't eat it right now anyway." ”
"What to eat?" Zheng Fusheng, who took a sip of tea, said curiously.
"Didn't you taste half of it in the morning, and don't you come back in the afternoon?" Hu Zhou quipped.
Zheng Fusheng, who has a round lower abdomen: "......"
Since Hu Zhou didn't have breakfast, and Zheng Fusheng and Zheng Fusheng had no distractions, the time for the two of them to come to Tongbei Building for dinner was considered early.
At present, the north building can be called overcrowded. If it weren't for the fact that Hu Zhou was a frequent visitor here, Xiao Er would probably have come to try to persuade the two who had already finished eating, and vacated the table.
There are too many people, and it is natural to have a mixed mouth.
Whether Hu Zhou and Zheng Fusheng want to hear it or not, there will always be some sounds coming to their ears, not to mention that their voices are still so loud.
What they are talking about is related to Shen Mei.
Some people said that after she prayed from Chongming Temple, she changed into a more colorful and light Luo shirt and returned to the temple. Following the master who had recited the scriptures for them earlier, they went to the backyard meditation room.
As for what happens after that, I can only understand.