Chapter Eighty-Eight: Charcoal-Roasted Conch

Han Chuan has not recovered from the impact of "Xu Yi originally loves to eat snail noodles", and the full New Year has passed.

Spring bloomed in a blink of an eye, the weather gradually warmed up, the old trees beside the moat pulled out new shoots, the river surface also had a lot of small bubbles spit out by the fish that had survived the winter, there were many mountain goods sold in the Fangkou Hutong, there were spring bamboo shoots dug out of the mountains, there were toons that had just been pinched off, and there were fragrant, crisp and tender early spring leeks.

Inside and outside the city, many men dressed as scholars go in and out - today is the New Year, as usual, the spring is going to be a year, and most of the people who come to Beijing to refer to are those who have passed the examination, and there are scholars or eunuchs who are good at promoting future generations will provide food and lodging for these scholars.

Well, Mama Zhong said that this is a kind of bet, and if she wins, she has a relationship with Xinke Jinshi.

Before the Spring Festival, there are also township examinations and meeting examinations, so the business of bookstalls and pen and ink stalls is the best to do these days.

Oh, and the temple business.

Grandpa Bai's deceased old lady's house was dedicated to Xiaojue Temple for incense, candles, and paper wax.

Bai Sixi came to the restaurant to eat while complaining, "... Every day when I get off duty, my uncle pulls me to help every day, and I cook for the living! It's not for the Buddha and Bodhisattva to make a tribute! ”

Han Chuan laughed.

It seems that the tall and arrogant scholars often cram!

In short, the city of Beijing in spring is full of vitality and is very lively.

The restaurant with Chuan is also lively, there are many old diners, there are many new diners, and there is a nail household, which rotates to eat sweet and sour every day, and takes out three taels of silver every day, this person is Pei Qilang.

Han Chuan asked Zhang Sanlang, what does that person mean?

Zhang Sanlang laughed helplessly, "It's also your own fate... Pei Lao Qi.."

Zhang Sanlang sighed, Pei Laoqi had a lot of methods for women, "I invited a new Miss Trisi to the Moon Pavilion before, and he threw eight hundred taels of silver to become a guest of the scene, saying that he also wanted Miss Natrisi to enter the door... But in just ten years, the kid completely withdrew, and Miss Triss was laughed at all over the capital... They all laughed at Tracey, a kiln sister, who still wanted to enter the Earl's Mansion as a concubine..."

Zhang Sanlang thought about it, how could he compare a woman from a good family with a lowly woman? Hurriedly made up for it, "I didn't mean to compare you to Tracey at all!" You two girls are two kinds of people from the roots! ”

But Miss Triss is a poor person, too...

Then he thought about it again, and eagerly made up for it again, "I didn't mean to say that anyone was bad, Miss Triss couldn't help herself, and you even ate with your skills..."

Han Chuan laughed and waved his hand absently.

Zhang Saburo is a good one.

seems to be a mess, but he respects everyone and is an authentic Beijing gentleman.

But she knew that in the eyes of Pei Qilang, she was just another Tracey who could cook - if she really respected her, how could she laugh at all times and occasions, and bring friends to make a noise from time to time, putting her in an embarrassing situation?

A noble son like Pei Qilang is not respected by anyone.

Zhang Sanlang put down the chopsticks and asked Han Chuan seriously, "I brought the person, why don't I talk to him?" You are serious about opening a restaurant, and tell him not to come to stir up trouble too often. If he is obsessed, you can rest assured, although I am useless, I also have some power in my family, he does not sell me a few faces, but always sells me a few faces. ”

Han Chuan shook his head, "You are classmates, Pei Langjun is also a diner, he comes to pay for dinner, and he comes to collect money to cook, and he has nothing to do with anyone." You can't offend people with the favor of your family. ”

Then Pei Langjun has not yet reached the situation of forcibly taking and bullying others, right?

It's not that step yet.

hasn't pierced the window paper yet, if she is so anxious to take a stand, people may laugh at her for being amorous?

Han Chuan asked, and then he didn't say anything.

Who knew that on the second day, Han Chuan was slapped in the face.

That Pei Qilang came to dinner as usual, brought two friends, all of them looked like ruffians, Xiao Shuang'er entertained and sat down, and when the three pots of Jinbo wine were eaten, the friends next to him began to pat the square table, shouting with the strength of the wine, "Call your shopkeeper out!" ”

Mama Zhong stopped Xiao Shuang'er and went to greet her, "This guest officer, but there is a problem with the dish?" He smiled, "Our restaurant is the shopkeeper and the chef, and now the shopkeeper is in the stove house, and you need to take care of the same thing." ”

The friend squinted and saw that it was an old woman in a coarse linen shirt, and sneered, "How old are you?" A few brothers want to see the shopkeeper, and only the shopkeeper can make up his mind about this matter, go! Call out your shopkeeper! ”

It's loud.

The diners stopped using their chopsticks.

Mama Zhong also smiled, straightened her back, and her eyes changed from cloudy to sharp, "If you don't say it, how do you know that the old woman can't take this idea?" ”

This old lady in the accounting room, who had been shrinking behind the counter and planning to make a plate, suddenly had a strong momentum, forcing the person to shrink back involuntarily, but he reacted suddenly, hurriedly puffed up his chest, and swept his eyes Pei Laoqi was bowing slightly at him, and immediately slapped the table with his palm, "Master asked you to call the shopkeeper out and push back and push, I have to let Lao Tzu say the reason!" Good! Lao Tzu said! ”

The man looked around, one foot on the bench, one foot kept shaking, and he raised his chin locally, "Your restaurant is not delicious!" It tastes like chewing a candle! Master, I want to return the dishes! Let your shopkeeper make amends in front of the master! You say this reason is not enough! ”

Xiao Shuang'er was so angry that her face turned red, "You are talking nonsense! You come to eat often! ”

"We often come to dinner, and we're still so foolish today!" Seeing the little girl's red face, the man smiled narrowly, "Could it be that your restaurant has to entertain new customers, and the old customers' business is familiar, so you don't need to think about it?" ”

That's a lot of air.

Xiao Shuang'er didn't understand the meaning, but she also heard the ill intentions in the meantime, and she was so anxious that tears were about to fall.

Mama Zhong sneered, "Today, an old woman has made this master, you think this dish is not delicious, the old woman will refund it to you, and the meal money will be refunded to you." ”

Mama Zhong glanced sharply at Pei Qilang, who was sitting in the hall without saying a word, and slapped her palm on the table with the same weight, "In the future, please choose another good hall for the three masters, the 'Shixian' temple can't accommodate the three of you as distinguished guests!" ”

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

This Pei Jialang Jun has been coming for a month every day, and he is close to Han Chuan, saying good things, rewarding valuable objects, sending books and jewelry... Sima Zhao's heart is well known to passers-by, and now that the soft moves have been used thoroughly, he will bring people to force the palace? !

Nowadays, although Dawei is open-minded, the situation of women is still far inferior to that of men.

Pei Jialang didn't know what kind of play he was going to make, forcing Han Chuan to give in!

This thief must not be allowed to succeed!

Mama Zhong confronted it with her eyes like a torch.

"Mama, go and rest first."

A soft, soft voice came from the back of the hall.