Li Tao said to Liu Xuan: "Old Master Liu, since the restaurant has been built, of course it can't be without a name?" I gave our restaurant a resounding name, you are Mr. Private School, just use your ink treasure to name the restaurant, how about it? ”

"That's a good idea! Li Xiaolangjun, I don't know what kind of name you gave to the restaurant? Liu Xuan asked curiously.

"Autumn Wind Breaks!" Li Taolang said.

Liu Xuan was puzzled: "Does this name have a provenance?" ”

"Of course there is, this is Du ......" Speaking of this, Li Tao suddenly stopped, it seemed that the poet Du Fu had not been born at this time.

"An unknown old man once wrote a poem called "The Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", which I think is quite charming, so I named it after the autumn wind!"

"Li Xiaolangjun, can you recite it?" Liu Xuan became interested.

"Naturally! Old Master Liu, listen up! Li Tao cleared his throat and recited aloud: "The high wind in August and autumn is angry, and it rolls up the triple thatch on my house. Mao flies across the river and sprinkles the suburbs of the river, the high one hangs on the long forest tops, and the lower one floats to sink the pond pass. The children of Nancun bullied me for being old and powerless, and I could endure being thieves on the other side. openly hugged the grass into the bamboo, his lips were dry and he couldn't breathe, and he came back and sighed to himself. The Russian wind sets the clouds and ink, and the autumn desert turns to darkness. The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is wicked and cracked. There is no dry place in the bedside room, and the rain feet are like hemp and have not been broken. Since the mourning chaos and less sleep, the long night is wet! There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving. Alack! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death! ”

"There are tens of thousands of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving. It is indeed atmospheric, and it is indeed meaningful! Is it just that such poems are really written by unknown people? Liu Xuan asked very depressedly.

"Okay, Old Master Liu, let's not discuss who made this poem. I'll leave the name of the restaurant to you, remember to hang up the plaque tomorrow at noon! Li Tao intervened.

"Okay, no problem!" Liu Xuan agreed very happily.

"Huh? Isn't that right? Li Xiaolangjun, why does this restaurant hang a plaque? Don't you use the guise of wine? Liu Xuan felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked.

Li Tao pouted: "Of course we have to hang a plaque, the wine curtain is for illiterate people, do you think that illiterate people will come here to eat?" ”

Liu Xuan asked stupidly: "Where can I go to make a plaque?" ”

"Craftsman, naturally?"

Liu Xuan still asked stupidly, "Who is going to find the craftsman?" ”

"It's you, of course!"

"Huh? This ......"

Li Tao threw away Liu Xuan, who was in a daze, and said to Liu Zhiren: "Liu Langjun, come here!" ”

Liu Zhiren followed Li Tao into the courtyard, and looked at Liu Xuan sympathetically: "Dad, don't worry, I'll help you find a way later!" ”

Li Tao picked up a bamboo stick, then sharpened it with a firewood knife, and after a while, a bamboo stick was sharpened.

"See? What is it? Li Tao asked Liu Zhiren.

"It's a bamboo stick!"

"Yes, it's a bamboo stick. Liu Langjun, you are strong, it is just right for you to do this job, you can't let Old Master Liu make bamboo sticks, right? ”

Liu Zhiren nodded: "No problem, this job is handed over to me!" ”

"Liu Langjun, you must polish the bamboo skewers smoothly, otherwise you won't be able to use them!"

"I see!"

"Okay, Liu Langjun, you can start work with Old Master Liu, and when I come back tomorrow at noon, you and Old Mr. Liu must finish it."

With that, Liu Qingbin walked out.

"Zhiren! How many bamboo skewers does Li Xiaolangjun ask you to make? Liu Xuan also heard his son's work just now.

"Oh, I forgot to ask!" Liu Zhiren slapped his head.

"Li Xiaolangjun, how many bamboo sticks do I need to make?" Liu Zhiren hurriedly chased out the door and asked.

"10,000 is almost enough!" Li Tao replied loudly.

Poof, Liu Zhiren fell to the ground after hearing this.

Three days later, Liu Xuan and Liu Zhiren led Li Tao and Pei Yue into the county seat of the eldest son. It is not so much that Liu Xuan and Liu Zhiren lead Li Tao and Pei Yue, but that Liu Xuan and Liu Zhiren follow Li Tao and Pei Yue.

Changzi County is adjacent to Luzhou City, so it is much more prosperous than the general county seat. There are businessmen doing business, there are gentry watching the street scene, there are fast catchers on horseback, there are hawkers, there are family members who sit in sedan chairs, there are monks who carry baskets, there are tourists from other places who ask for directions, there are street children who listen to and hear stories, there are children of wealthy families who drink in restaurants, there are disabled old people who beg on the edge of the city, men, women and children, farmers and businessmen, three religions and nine streams, everything is as lively as visiting the temple fair in the New Year.

On both sides of the neighborhood there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses and so on. There are silk and satin, jewelry and spices, incense paper horses and other specialized operations in the shops, in addition there are medical outpatient clinics, car repairs, fortune telling, face repair and plastic surgery, all walks of life, everything, the head of the big store is also tied "Cailou Huanmen", hang the market banner, solicit business, it is really lively and extraordinary.

Li Tao arranged work for Liu Xuan and Liu Zhiren, made an appointment with a time and place to meet, and quietly disappeared with Pei Yue.

Liu Xuan's father and son walked back and forth in the county, Liu Xuan was holding a stack of papers, and Liu Zhiren was carrying a bucket. Why? Paste a small advertisement! The streets and alleys of the county town are full of news of the opening of the "Autumn Wind Breaking" farmhouse. Needless to ask, this small advertisement must be the result of Li Tao's brutal exploitation of Liu Xuan.

"Daddy, this Li Xiaolangjun is really good at calculating, let's be tired and tired here, but he doesn't know where to go to live happily!" Liu Zhiren saw that Liu Xuan was sweating profusely and complained dissatisfied.

"What are so many words? Hurry up and get to work! Liu Xuan glared, and Liu Zhiren immediately stopped squeaking!

Li Tao didn't go to have a good time as Liu Zhiren said, but went to see people. Since Liu Xuan and Liu Zhiren's father and son appeared, in order to avoid arousing their suspicion, Li Tao arranged for Nie Wushuang to buy a small courtyard in the remote part of the eldest son's county seat, and asked Nie Wushuang to bring Fan Changfeng, Hua Wenxuan, and Hua Jingjing to live in the courtyard. Today, when he came to the county seat, in addition to buying some things, Li Tao mainly wanted to visit Fan Changfeng and others

How are people doing.

Pei Yue led Li Tao into a small alley, and in front of a courtyard gate, Pei Yue stopped.

"Uncle Yue, is this here?" Li Tao looked left and right in front of the door

"That's right, it's here, little master!" Although Pei Yue had only come with Nie Wushuang once, he still nodded affirmatively.

"Huh? There's also a winery in this alley? Could it be that the wine is good and not afraid of deep alleys? Li Tao looked at the next door and muttered to himself.

Pei Yue turned his head to look, and sure enough, there was a wine banner of "Hu's Wine Workshop" hanging in front of the next room, but he didn't pay attention to it when he came last time.

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