Even Liu Jia has passed this level, but he can still be blocked out of the private room?

Tang and Rou were a little tired of this unexpected roadblock, but if it happened directly, I was afraid that it would affect the sale of wine.

"That man has an enmity with you?"

She came down the stairs and turned to ask Hachi.

The wine boy followed her, carefully holding the turntable with both hands, and said suspiciously: "I came here a few days ago, and I haven't had a chance to talk to him yet." ”

Is it because the two of them are young and look like bullies?

Tang Yorou shrugged his shoulders, not knowing why.

It is impossible not to enter the private room, since Xiao Er has hindered them, let his boss stop him.

I didn't see all of them at the counter, so I went to the back kitchen.

The dishwasher, the cook, and the second child were all busy, the smoke of the firewood was choking, and the smell of meat wafted in the air, and Tang and Rou were a little hungry.

In the noise, all of them stood at the door and shouted to the chef: "The master in the second room in the east is the master of the school, you have to cook carefully, don't smash the signboard of Fumanlou!" ”

The chef cut the dishes and shouted, "Every time I come, I order these, and fools know that they are coming!" ”

Don and Rou on the cheeks.

Looks like I've got an important piece of information.

When they all took the two of them back to the private room, the little two who were blocking the door just now had already left. All of them wanted to go into the private room to talk to the masters, but these people were discussing the matter of a man named Mingxuan abandoning literature and business, and no one paid attention to him, so he quietly left.

And Tang and Rou held the turntable and led Xiaoba to sit quietly in the corner, and they were not driven away.

A master said: "It's really inappropriate to abandon literature and engage in business, it's inappropriate!" ”

Another said: "Yes, in ancient times, studying was for self-cultivation, and it is really embarrassing that Brother Mingxuan gave up this great future for the sake of that yellow and white thing." ”

Several literati beat their chests and paused, but Li Fuzi, who was sitting in the second seat, had a completely different point of view and interrupted them with a smile: "This is a bad word, this silver ...... Certainly a good thing. ”

A master was surprised: "How can Brother Mao have such an understanding? ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, although we want to pursue the metaphysical, we still have to restrain ourselves. Do you know why? ”

"Naturally, it's to maintain the expenses of the school."

"Yes and no." Master Li chewed peanuts and said, "Part of this bundle is for the school, and the other part is in our purses." If a man eats grain, he must eat, drink, and sleep, and he must get silver to be better. But if we don't have this bit of money to support us, and we only rely on spirit and spirit to teach, where can we teach the children well? ”

"What Brother Shigeru said is very true!"

"Listening to Brother Mao's words, the contemptible mouth suddenly opened!"

Everyone was a sycophant.

Tang and Rou listened silently, and suddenly felt that their topic was quite interesting.

Although these six masters sat according to their age, showing their filial piety, these people were all clearly talking about the master of the word.

The masters were all wearing silk and literati scarves, but if you look closely, the color of Shigeru's clothes is brighter and smoother, and they should be new clothes.

Li Maozhi listened to this echo, smiled proudly, and said: "Mingxuan is from a poor family, and there is no hope for a career ahead, it is better to go back to his hometown to farm and do business, it is better than having gray hair, not even a wife and daughter." If I were him, I would not have dreamed of this road from the beginning, let alone leave my hometown and travel to Zhongzhou. ”

His words once again echoed him.

And in the midst of this, a young voice seemed a little abrupt: "According to Brother Mao's opinion, will the poor students never come out?" ”

The crowd fell silent.

Tang and Rou followed the voice and looked towards the farthest dwarf.

This person is Zhang Wenshou's brother Zhang Wenjian, and the round porcelain inkstone that Mrs. Tang and Song Ming came to break down and snatched away before was his thing. It was in this school that he taught.

When she entered the private room just now, she didn't come forward to recognize him.

She used to be low-key and introverted, and people from different villages came and went, but this Zhang Wenjian was in the school all the year round and did not return to the village, and the two had little intersection, so there was no need to say hello.

As soon as he said his words, the atmosphere in the entire private room cooled down.

After a while, Li Fuzi broke the deadlock and asked with a smile: "What advice does the persistent brother have?" ”

Zhang Wenjian said coldly: "Don't dare to be." In the early years of the Kang Jin Dynasty, the Holy Ancestor created the imperial examination, selected Mao talents, and promoted filial piety and honesty, aiming to find the talents of the pillars of the country from the whole people. Since the beginning of Thailand, Wen Youbu Yi Chen Chong ranked as the third duke, and Wu Youcao An gave the golden armor, which is a model of the cold family. Our poor students all know that only by studying can they serve their family and country and glorify the lintel. If it is based on the theory of origin, there is no poor family to climb the official career, wouldn't it be against the original intention of the Holy Ancestor? ”

As a result of these words, several masters looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Just when Tang and Rou were struggling to break the silence and use the turntable to sell wine, Master Li touched his beard, raised his head and smiled: "Hold on, hold on, you are still too young." It is important to know that 'dragons give birth to dragons, phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the sons of rats will make holes.' 'Why can't you understand this limerick that even toothless children can do?' ”

Zhang Wenjian was obviously a little angry and wanted to continue to refute.

Li Fuzi said: "That's it, today to celebrate Brother Jiang's ascension to get a good sentence, don't talk about this, just talk about the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers." ”

Everyone seconded.

Xiao Er pushed the door and entered, and set up food in front of the dwarfs.

Among these few little two who passed the dishes, there was the one who blocked the door just now, and he saw the two sitting in the corner, his eyes widened, and he almost opened his mouth to curse.

Tang and Rou saw that his stunned expression was too funny, and couldn't help but make a grimace at him.

Seeing this, Xiaoba learned from him: "Slightly." ”

The little two were almost angry with these two, and glared at them viciously, but the food delivery team withdrew, and he couldn't stay, so he had to leave.

A master asked, "Wait, Xiao Er, when did your steamed cakes in Fumanlou become like this?" ”

A junior scratched his head and said, "Master, don't you know, Bai Lao'er from the steamed cake stall lost his daughter, and he can't sell steamed cakes these days." These steamed cakes were made in the kitchen last night. ”

"That's it." The master waved his hand, let him go, and sighed at the bun, "If you don't cut it properly, you won't eat it." Don't eat it, don't eat it. Although there is a lot of meat, it does not make it angry. It's a pity, it's a pity......"

"Let's eat this pastry. I heard that in the past two days, the villagers of a poor village encountered wolves, and they brought more than a dozen wolf meat, and they all sold it to this Fumanlou. The shopkeeper sent someone from Hanoi overnight to get konjac, cardamom, and other things, and today I will feast on it. Li Fuzi laughed loudly.

After everyone heard this, they no longer disliked the unfinished buns on the plate, and talked about wolf meat word by word.

Tang Yourou looked at Zhang Wenjian silently, and sure enough, he saw that his face was darker again.

When Master Li spoke, he turned his head to look at him, obviously because he choked just now, and deliberately said in front of him that Qingyu Village was a poor village.