When I went upstairs, I just glanced at it, and it was really more elegant than the layout in the hall. The rooms on both sides should be private rooms, and there are delicate square wooden signs hanging outside the door, and the cards are engraved with words.

Walking all the way through the four door numbers of plum, orchid and bamboo, Chen Shuncai stopped and stopped in front of the gatehouse with chrysanthemum characters.

"Please." There was a handle on the door, Chen Shun gently opened it at first, and after Liu Zumao entered, he let go of the doorknob, followed him into the private room, and took out a pen and paper from the side of the special robe, "What kind of food do you want, you can tell me, I will tell the kitchen after I write it down, and you need to wait here for a while." ”

There was a sandalwood table in the room, Liu Zumao's eyes widened, his hand on the table, and after a while, he finally confirmed that not only this table, but also the chairs placed next to it, all of them were of fine wood.

"It's a luxury." Although Liu Zumao's house is not short of sandalwood and other wood utensils, it is the first time I have seen a restaurant with tables and chairs full of sandalwood.

Chen Shun stood aside, and did not urge, it was not the first one who entered the private room like Liu Zumao, but he was used to it, and he only felt happy in his heart, in this Liuhe County, the Jun Customer Inn is the only one.

Listening to Brother Ping, even in Jingshi, Jun Customer Inn is the only one.

Liu Zumao took a turn in the private room, and the more he observed, the more surprised he felt, neat, clean, and comfortable, which felt a little better than at home. After walking around, I looked up at the door again and found that the guy who had just led the way was still standing.

"This private room is good, okay, let's order." Liu Zumao nodded, sat down, the chair was soft, his hand reached down and touched it, leather, sighed again, and thought of the matter of the other group in the hall, so he asked, "Does this inn still have accommodation?" ”

"Yes, on the third floor, if the guest officer wants to stay and wait for you to eat, I can take you to see it again." Chen Shundao.

"Well, don't look at it, the private rooms for dinner are like this, and the accommodation won't be bad. I just set up a room for me, and I won't go anywhere else today. Liu Zumao said directly, and then took out half a tael of broken silver from his arms, "This is a reward for you." ”

Half a tael of silver, this reward is much more than what Chen Shun got in the past, and he was busy answering and thanking him.

Listen to Brother Ping's words and come to work in this restaurant, it's really good. In these thirty days, the wages and rewards from diners are more than what Grandpa earned from working at home when he was one year old.

This is just one person, Chen Shun's brother Chen Tian's share is counted, and in the winter, the family will be able to tell Chen Tian about a family affair.

In recent days, a matchmaker has come to the door to say goodbye to Chen Tian. It's just that the grandmother in the family is not satisfied, thinking that it would be better to wait for the brothers to earn more money, repair the house in the family, and choose a virtuous and upright wife.

On the second floor, Chen Shun was busy taking care of Liu Zumao, and at the entrance of the hall on the first floor, Chen Shun's brother Chen Tian saw a person walking towards the door of the restaurant, and immediately greeted him and took the reins over: "Brother Ping, you are here." ”

"Well, I'll rest here tonight." Chen Ping nodded, in a few months, Chen Tian's tongue has become more and more neat, and there is no situation where he blushed when he said two sentences in the past, and it is really true that the environment creates people.

"It's always been for you." The three-story accommodation has always been a room for Chen Ping, that is, the private room on the second floor, and there is also a vacant room, which Chen Ping mentioned, Chen Cripple and others in the inn have always done so, Chen Tian replied, and led the horse to the backyard.

Chen Ping entered his inn, turned around, greeted a few familiar diners, chatted briefly, and went up to the room on the third floor.

The room is very exquisitely furnished, a two-meter-wide solid wood bed, the bed is cushioned with cotton wool, white sheets, because of June, the day is already hot, the sheets are made of thin cotton, good silk silk sets.

On either side of the bed are sandalwood cabinets, neatly stacked with bound books in the drawers, and at the end of the bed against the wall, there is a standing wooden cabinet.

Chen Ping closed the door, took off his robe and put it on a hanger in the wooden cabinet, took a copy of "The Analects" from the bedside table drawer, opened the dark curtains, and sat down by the window with a leather-cushioned chair.

"It would be perfect if there was a glass of windows." Each room is covered with a four-foot-wide window, framed with solid wood, curtained by tulle to avoid the sight of outsiders, and a thick cloth to block the light.

Chen Ping is not an elegant person, using the Analects as a pastime, but in fact he is helpless, at this time there is a lack of entertainment, and he can't ride a horse in this county, so he can only pass the time by reading books.

After reading the Analects for decades, Chen Pingju liked it, but he didn't pursue memorization, and after the mind was relaxed, the deep meaning between the lines could be understood and resonated.

After reading the Analects for a while, the light gradually dimmed, Chen Ping took the book, looked at the rope at the head of the bed, the rope extended upward, passed through the wooden board at the top, and the other end was connected with a copper bell, as long as the rope was pulled, the copper bell would ring, and the guy who heard the movement would come.

Halfway through his hand, Chen Ping shook his head and retracted again. This time is the time to be busy, so let's wait.

Lying flat on the bed with his clothes closed, staring at the wooden board on the roof for a while, thinking about some recent events in his mind, Chen Ping's eyes slowly narrowed.

"Bang bang...... Brother Ping......"

There was a knock on the door outside, Chen Ping opened his eyes, got up and opened the door. Chen Shun held a wooden plate in one hand, with two dishes on the plate, and a bowl of rice, standing at the door, smiling at Chen Ping.

"I just saw Brother Ping, you come in, but the meeting was busy, and I had already delivered the guests' meals. Thinking that Brother Ping, you may not have eaten yet, so I asked Uncle Jiang in the back kitchen to make it and bring it to you. Chen Shun said.

After entering the house and putting the food, Chen Shun was busy again.

Chen Ping was really hungry this time, so he took the bamboo chopsticks from the wooden plate and sandwiched a piece of meat: "This tastes really good, much stronger than my craftsmanship." ”

Jiang Yuan, who is in the back kitchen of the inn, was found by Chen Ping in the county, and he used to do work such as cooking, and he has more than ten years of experience. People are very responsible, Chen Ping opened a high salary and invited him over, and demonstrated the stir-fry in front of Jiang Yuan, only half a decade of kung fu, Jiang Yuan is handy with stir-frying, the control of the heat, and the grasp of the seasoning are much more accurate than Chen Ping.

There was nothing to do all night, and the next morning Chen Ping got up as usual, opened the curtains, and the light that penetrated was very gentle, the hour was still early, and there were not many pedestrians on the street under the bed. From Chen Ping's room, you can see the gate of the county government opposite.

At this hour, the officials in the county government had already gotten up from their homes and walked to the county government, riding donkeys or oxen.

Standing at the window, Chen Ping saw a few officials holding buns in their hands, coming out of their own restaurant and heading to the county office.

This kind of eating, if you are in the capital, let the imperial history or hostile colleagues see it, you must have to participate in a book. However, in Liuhe County, no one cares.

It was that Xin Zide, who also asked the servants in the yazhong to buy breakfast and send it to the county yazhong. Tofu brain, with a little starch sugar, is what Xin Zide must eat every day, and a few days Chen Ping saw Xin Zide come to this restaurant to buy the tofu brain.

Looking at the crowd under the window and pondering, Chen Ping's eyes suddenly raised, staring at the alleyway in front of the restaurant, three or five people in tattered clothes and unkempt hair walked around the outside of the restaurant, pointed to the restaurant a few times, and then walked straight to the inn.

"It's really hard to get up early." Behind these people, at the corner of a winding alley, Chen Ping saw an acquaintance, Xu Youmao. (To be continued.) )