Zhao Feng was paralyzed in Zhao Qingsan's house, he had to eat and drink all day long, and when he was full and drunk, he scolded at sky-high prices. There was hardly anyone in the corner who didn't know him. Because he slept in bed all day, Zhao Feng emitted an unpleasant stench from his body.

If you want to say Zhao Qingsan, I really didn't say anything about this old man, before selling steamed buns at the stall every day, he would always hand Liu Leer next door dozens of dollars, and let Liu Leer help take care of the old man.

Liu Leer is kind-hearted and feels that this is not a difficult thing. Isn't it just to buy some food for the old man at noon, plus hold him to relieve his hands or something? Anyway, I'm also old, and I don't have anything to do at home, so I agreed.

Who knew that as soon as Zhao Feng saw Liu Le'er, he muttered, insisting that Zhao Qingsan had no conscience and promised to serve him well, but he became a person who let others serve him.

As he spoke, Zhao Feng's voice became louder, and he began to scold: "God kills, he who suffers a thousand knives, let the yamen arrest him and behead him tomorrow." ”

Liu Leer persuaded with good words: "You are really a person." It's not easy for your son, selling some breakfast in this small place, getting up early and greedy for darkness, and still remembering you, why do you bother to curse him? ”

Zhao Feng glared at him and stiffened his neck: "My son? You say he's my son? Bullshit, Lao Tzu came to his door to ask for food, but I didn't expect this kid to take me in, saying that he was pitiful and wanted to support me for the elderly, who knew that this kid didn't have this ability. If I had known, I wouldn't have stayed. Maybe I'll be able to find a big family. ”

Seeing that Zhao Feng was crazy and stupid, Liu Leer shook her head helplessly, sighed and left.

A few days later, Zhao Qingsan sent money to Liu Leer again and asked him to help take care of Zhao Feng again.

Liu Le'er refused: "Your old man is weird, it's not something I can help." You'd better find someone else. ”

Zhao Qingsan couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw Liu Le'er say this, and he said earnestly: "Uncle Liu, if you want to say it, blame me for this." He wasn't my father, I had just arrived and I didn't know the place well, and the old man said he was a local and could help me. So, I took him in. Although he is just a begger for food, since I promised him, I can't push him out of the house again, right? ”

When Liu Le'er heard it, it turned out that what Zhao Feng said was still true. Liu Le'er accepted the broken silver, and couldn't help but nod and said, "It's rare, it's rare." ”

In this way, Zhao Qingsan, the owner of the steamed bun shop, took in the homeless man. Zhao Qingsan's originally deserted steamed bun business gradually boomed.

At this moment, Li Longji heard this situation and sent someone to bring Zhao Qingsan to him. Li Longji told Zhao Qingsan that he would recommend him to be an official.

Zhao Qingsan shook his head like a rattle: "The king of the county, there is no ink on his chest, isn't it a person who laughs off his big teeth as an official." ”

The more Zhao Qingsan excused himself, the more Li Longji felt that this young man was kind and upright, he pondered for a long time, and then said: "What you said is not unreasonable. Well, if you have any ideas and need my help, just say it. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingsan hesitated for a moment, and then said with a flushed face: "If I can, I want to go to Zuixianlou to be a famous chef, learn some red case skills, and make a living in the future." ”

Zuixianlou is the leading restaurant in Luzhou, Zhao Qingsan wants to go there to learn skills, it was originally extremely difficult, but now with Li Longji's support, it is naturally not a problem.

Cui Ling, the owner of Zuixianlou, was forced to take Zhao Qingsan in because of Li Longji's face, and gave Zhao Qingsan a monthly salary of five yuan.

A month later, Cui Ling found Li Longji again, and as soon as he saw Li Longji, he poured out his stomach of bitter water: "King of the county, I really can't take this Zhao Qingsan in." He came to me as an apprentice, and he also brought Zhao Feng from his family. This Zhao Feng thought that he was a great character, and asked various celebrity chefs to cook for him alone every day. I really couldn't look past it, and scolded a few words, but Zhao Feng was a little restrained, but he changed his trick again, dangling in the restaurant with a cane every day, eating the leftovers of those guests. You say, how can I still open this store? The guest was disgusted when he saw him like that. ”

When Li Longji heard this, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Zhao Qingsan is a person of great benevolence and righteousness, how can you say that you will be killed?" ”

Cui Ling was reprimanded, didn't dare to say anything, and walked back stupidly. It can be seen that he still seems to have something unspoken.

After sending Cui Ling away, Li Longji thought about it for a long time and felt that it was better to be cautious about this matter.

Thinking of this, Li Longji called one of his subordinates and ordered him to go down like this. He himself took two entourages and walked straight to the Drunken Immortal Tower, he wanted to find out.

In the final analysis, what made Li Longji a little puzzled was the five guan money that Cui Ling paid to Zhao Qingsan, which was enough for ordinary people to live for more than half a year. Zhao Qingsan can get such a high monthly salary, he can hire someone to take care of Zhao Feng, why let Zhao Feng go to the restaurant to eat and drink for nothing.

As soon as Li Longji arrived at the Zuixian Building, Cui Ling hurriedly greeted him and sent him to the private room on the second floor. Cui Ling arranged for the running hall to prepare wine and food, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed downstairs.

It was lunch time, and the downstairs of the Drunken Immortal Building was full, as long as one table of people stood up to leave, another table of guests who had been waiting for a long time next to him would rush over. At this time, I saw an old man on crutches walking out next to him, picking up a few uneaten plates on the table very quickly, taking them aside and sitting down to taste them slowly.

"Is he like an old beggar with leg problems?" Cui Ling muttered.

Li Longji nodded thoughtfully.

By the time Li Longji returned to the mansion, the subordinate who had gone out to inquire about the situation of Zhao Qingsan's family had already returned, waiting to report the situation to him. Sure enough, as Li Longji guessed, that Zhao Feng was Zhao Qingsan's father, and he was neither lame nor paralyzed.

What is this Zhao Qingsan so scheming for? For officials, apparently not; It is not possible to make a fortune and be a real cook in Zuixianlou, let alone an apprentice. Li Longji decided to wait and let the truth of the matter slowly surface.

When Li Longji was puzzled, this food contest began.

When Zhao Qingsan served the food, he presented a "father and son looking at each other", the name alone surprised the judges, only to see a big ceramic bowl, placed in two red carp, one large and one small, not deep or shallow fish soup, the little carp is still alive, but it was dissected and the tendon on the back was drawn, and the lips were still open. The slightly larger red carp was leaning in the grass, with round eyes and seemed to be unwilling. If you look closely, the grassland is made of kelp silk.

When the judges finished tasting the dishes, they were all stunned. It turned out that the dish sent by Zhao Qingsan was almost exactly the same as the dish from the Drunken Immortal Building, and it was difficult to distinguish between them. The judges set their eyes on Li Longji one by one, and at this time, he could only make a conclusion.