Chapter Thirty-Three: Careful Thinking of Tangling and Tangling

"Zhao... Son? Qiaozhi was stunned at the top of the stairs, and said with a smile after a while, "Did you receive the inkstone for you?" ”

"Well, got it. Thank you, Miss Yu. Zhao Yu stared at her for a few seconds before he said slowly.

It's different. He sighed in his heart, perhaps he had finally come out of the haze, although he was also smiling, he was always frowning, and there was always a faint sadness between his eyebrows; Now she smiled the same as before, but it was like seeing the sun through the clouds, and her whole eyebrows became dazzling.

A few days ago, it was rumored in the city that a young and beautiful widowed woman took down the most tasteless restaurant in Yanling City, and took two little maids to distribute some 'leaflets' on the street.

At that time, Zhao Yu was buying buns at the corner of the street, and somehow, the neighborhood gossip that couldn't get into his ears on weekdays was suddenly noticed by him, and after returning home, Zhao Yu looked at the lost inkstone on the bookshelf, and felt that it was a pretty branch.

As soon as this thought started, it was so entrenched in his mind that he couldn't even keep the book, but he couldn't find Qiaozhi for confirmation from his position, after all... On the same day, she chose to ask someone to send the inkstone back, and she expressed her unwillingness to have a personal relationship with him anymore.

In the past few days, every night he lay on the straw mat, and what was tumbling in his mind was no longer the Four Books and Five Classics, the Rites and Music Shooting Imperial Books, but the gossip about her that day he heard in the streets and alleys. After tossing and turning for two or three days, and after a day of hesitation, he finally decided to come to this newly opened restaurant to have a look, what if it was really her?

If it's really her...

And those rumors...

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu couldn't care about the so-called sage training anymore, hurriedly took a few steps forward, and said, "Miss Yu..."

It was evening, and there were many people in the restaurant, some of them were boxing and some were persuading them to drink, so it was not lively, and the words that Zhao Yu finally said were scattered in the wind and disappeared into the bustling voices.

"Huh? Brother Zhao, what did you say? Qiaozhi noticed what he said, but was covered by the surrounding voices, raised her eyebrows, and used her original title without paying attention, noticing Zhao Yu's eager appearance, she was just about to go over to talk to Zhao Yu, but was interrupted by the high-pitched shouts of the private room upstairs.

"What then! Shopkeeper's! Xiaosheng has something to do, please come over to the shopkeeper! "It's the one who chews the words, it's the big money.

Qiaozhi hesitated for a while holding on to the handle of the stairs, her eyes turned around upstairs and Zhao Yu, and finally smiled apologetically at Zhao Yu, found an idle little guy, and told him to take Zhao Yu to a clean private room to wait for her, and then turned around and devoted herself to the business of serving large sums of money.

Zhao Yu watched her back gradually disappear, and couldn't help but be a little anxious. Since she opened this restaurant, those rumors... He was so anxious that he paced in place, and he didn't know what Pretty Branch was doing on it, so many people... If he rushes in, I'm afraid he will ruin Qiaozhi's reputation... When he was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, Zhao Yu's shoulder was suddenly patted.

"What, hello officer." Zhao Yu turned around and saw a small guy with a white towel, "Our shopkeeper wants me to take you to the private room upstairs, please go up with me." ”

Zhao Yu nodded absentmindedly, and followed Xiao Er upstairs step by step, along the way, Xiao Er was introducing him to the specialties of their Yuelai Restaurant, he almost couldn't listen to it, and En's perfunctory.

"Hey, if you want to talk about our shopkeeper, that's really a beautiful person!" Xiao Er observed Zhao Yu's face while continuing to brag to himself, "Let's just talk about this restaurant, no one came before, but as soon as our shopkeeper opened, it was crowded... What is it about? ”

"Overcrowded." Zhao Yu's subconscious interface.

"Yes, yes, it's overcrowded! Look at my brain! Or a guest officer, you are amazing! I knew so many powerful words at a young age. Xiao Er quietly flattered Zhao Yu, alas, this is the man who left the back door on the first day of the opening of Yuelai Restaurant! Xiao Er clenched his fists in his heart, but he had to serve him well, this son was satisfied, and he would be promoted and make a fortune in the future!

Thinking of this, Xiao Er's sycophants were more diligent, and he almost wanted to blow Zhao Yu into the first ghost talent in the past, and after blowing for a long time, he found that Zhao Yu didn't feel anything, but he just frowned and followed behind him, I don't know what he was thinking, Xiao Er rolled his eyes and decided to prescribe the right medicine.

"Childe, you said, isn't our shopkeeper particularly good!" Standing at the edge of the stairs, avoiding the flow of people, Xiao Er considered the vocabulary, "Just now, our shopkeeper specially called me and asked me to take you to the private room, you can order whatever you want, and our shopkeeper will pay, you say, she is a weak woman, why is she so powerful!" The rich and rich, tsk, it makes those of us who work for her admire. ”

"Hmm." Zhao Yu smiled, remembering that Qiao Zhi looked reluctant but wanted to pretend to be generous and give him thirty-five taels of silver a few months ago, and the gentleness in his eyes deepened a little, "You shopkeepers, you are indeed very generous, well, it is also very interesting." ”

Forehead.. Did I mention generosity just now? Xiao Er scratched the back of his head, the shopkeeper was not generous to them at all. It's a lot to do, but it's a lot easier to talk than his previous master... But isn't that because she's a little widow?

Noticing that Zhao Yu finally reacted, Xiao Er shrugged his shoulders, no longer entangled in the question of whether his boss was really generous or had to be generous because of his identity, and made persistent efforts: "Let's just talk about this private room, the decoration can be called a high-end atmosphere." After looking at Zhao Yu's clothes, Xiao Er said clearly, "The son is wearing a long shirt, he must be a scholar, right?" ”

Zhao Yu nodded, curiously looking at the deep corridor on the second floor, it was indeed antique, the corridor was full of good smelling wood, as well as the faint sound of silk and bamboo and shallow singing. Xiao Er led him to a room in the middle, and blew at him about the layout lighting, and was about to close the door and leave, Zhao Yu hesitated, but still asked the question in his heart: "Excuse me... Your shopkeeper suddenly called you to receive you, what are you busy doing? ”

He knew that this was very abrupt, very impolite, and very unConfucian style, but as long as he thought of those gossips, even if he couldn't be sure whether it was true or false, but even if there was only a glimmer of possibility, he couldn't just ignore it.

"Huh?" Xiao Er was stunned on the spot, scratched the back of his head, and suddenly realized, "Harm, I said why didn't you talk much along the way, it turned out that you wanted to ask this, you would have said no." ”

Zhao Yu smiled embarrassedly and stared at Xiao Er.

"It's not a big deal, it's not a big customer upstairs." Xiao Er smirked, "The shopkeeper said that this is called someone who is stupid and money comes quickly, just now this big customer asked our shopkeeper to go up, I guess there is something to explain." Speaking of this, he was also a little strange, "Guest officer, you said, this rich man is strange, our shopkeeper specially left a special little two for him to serve, if there is anything to tell him, he will not have it, and he will call our shopkeeper." He sighed twice, then turned and went out.

Zhao Yu also wanted to ask him again who the big patron's name was, but before he could say anything, Xiao Er said goodbye and closed the door and went out, leaving him to scream at the empty house.

He smiled helplessly, suppressed the tension in his heart, and slowly looked around the room. I don't know if the decoration of each room is different, but this room is extremely elegant.

There was a piano in the corner of the wall, and there were a few bamboos on the side of the piano, and he walked over and touched the leaves, only to find that the bamboo was fake, and he didn't know what material was used to make it, almost fake and real; Sitting on the cushion, he stroked the strings casually, the sound was simple and the tail was long, Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, he thought it was put here to fill the appearance of vassal elegance, but he didn't expect it to be a genuine good piano.

On the opposite side of the piano is a bookshelf, which is full of all kinds of books, there are four books and five classics and some strange and strange things, more or some words and strange novels, all neatly stacked on the shelf, only close to see those four books and five classics have accumulated a little bit of dust, and the novels and words are clean, at a glance, people often flip through it.

The door was opened, Zhao Yu turned around, and saw that it was the little second who came over with the menu just now, and said with a smile at him: "Alas, the guest officer can't help it, I'm sorry, we're almost too busy to touch the ground, no, find a free time and send you the menu quickly, you can order it vigorously, our shopkeeper specially instructed me to let you eat and drink well." Seeing that Zhao Yu was a little hesitant to answer, Xiao Er hurriedly added with a smile, "If you don't order enough, I'll add you private dishes!" ”

Zhao Yu slowly looked at the menu, his ears were a little red, he really didn't know how to deal with these scenes, he didn't know what to say to respond to Xiao Er's enthusiasm, so he plunged into the menu to study, thinking about what dishes to order to look more and not cost much.

After ordering a few side dishes and being stuffed with a few specialties by Xiao Er, Zhao Yu's face was almost red to drip, he lowered his head and returned the menu to Xiao Er, looked at the door that was not closed, and asked, "Where are you shopkeepers?" Haven't finished talking to the patron yet? ”

Xiao Er has also served a lot of scholars before, and he thought he was too much when he wore a long shirt, and he always looked at him with his nostrils when he talked to him, so when he met a scholar like Zhao Yu, Xiao Er also liked to chat with him more, so he didn't feel inappropriate when he heard him ask, and replied casually: "It shouldn't have been done yet?" I've been back and forth here several times, and I haven't seen the shopkeeper come out, so maybe the big customer is very difficult to serve. ”

"Hey, wait!" Seeing that Xiao Er packed up the menu and was about to go out, Zhao Yu hurriedly shouted, "Hmm... Excuse me, do you have a West Pavilion here? Noticing Xiao Er's confused eyes, he added; Forehead... It is... It's a latrine! ”

"Oh, the latrine." Xiao Er glanced at him strangely, "If you want to go, go out and turn left, and the innermost small door will be." "Hey, these scholars are so cultured even called latrines. Xiao Er shook his head with emotion and went out with the menu.

It wasn't until Xiao Er's footsteps disappeared that Zhao Yu opened the door like a thief, he didn't actually want to go to any West Pavilion, but he was a little worried about Qiaozhi's safety, and the ghost made the god tell this lie.

This is a great disrespect to the saint Confucius. Zhao Yu shuddered in his heart and pleaded guilty to Sage Kong, while cautiously stepping out of one leg.

With so many doors in the hallway, how can you determine where you are... Zhao Yu was a little worried, he couldn't really be like the gentleman on the beam, listening to the corner of the wall.

As he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of the cup breaking, followed by a long silence.