After writing five or six sheets in a row, the old gentleman put down his pen and put the few pieces of paper on the table where he had written his words, "Go and call the rest of the family." ”

Xu Liang hurriedly went to shout, and soon Meng, Xu, and Song Lin came over.

"Come and see, which one looks better?"

Several people stepped forward.

Although Meng Shi is a businessman, her family has asked her husband to teach her how to learn calligraphy since she was a child, not to mention Xu, the old gentleman taught her.

The two of them read a few words and pointed to the first one at the same time.

The old gentleman looked at Song Lin.

Song Lin looked at it carefully, scratching his head in embarrassment, "I, how can I look at it?" ”

Song Wanyue.

The old gentleman picked up the first one and looked at it again and again, and compared the others, but still couldn't make a decision, "Xu Liang, you go and call Qinghe." ”

"Don't bother with it."

Song Wanyue stopped, "I also think the first one is very good." ”

The old gentleman waved his hand, "Go!" ”

Xu Liang hurried away.

The dean had just sat down in the dining room and was about to eat, when he heard the old gentleman calling him over, he immediately got up, followed Xu Liang out of the academy, and got into the carriage, "But what happened?" ”

Xu Liang replied with a smile, "Miss Sun asked the old gentleman to write a plaque for her restaurant, and the old gentleman wrote several sheets, I don't know which one is good, let you go over and have a look." ”

The dean was slightly stunned.

As a generation of Confucianism, the teacher's handwriting is better than some so-called calligraphers, and he will be treasured by others as a treasure when he takes out a pair of ink treasures, but now he is so painstakingly for Miss Song's restaurant plaque, it seems that Miss Song really hurts to the heart.

After entering the room and saluting the old gentleman and Meng, the dean looked at a few words and pointed to the first one, "The student thinks this one is the best." ”

The old gentleman relieved himself at this time, handed the first one to Song Wanyue, and put the remaining ones aside casually.

The dean moved his hand, resisted the urge to come forward and take it, and asked, "Teacher, can you give these few words to the students?" ”

"Take it."

The dean was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to take a few words in his hand like a baby, but did not leave immediately, "I haven't played chess with my teacher for a long time, and I happen to be free today, can my teacher play a game with me?" ”

The old gentleman still didn't understand his thoughts, he took the opportunity to have a meal here, and then play a game with Yue'er, but he didn't expose him.

Song Wanyue also knew the dean's thoughts, and after the three of them withdrew from the old gentleman's house, she gave the words to the Xu family, she went to the kitchen, made six dishes against the ingredients prepared in the kitchen, and served them to the old gentleman and the dean.

The two of them hadn't finished a game yet, and when they heard Xu Liang say that the meal was ready, the dean deliberately made a wrong step and ended the game.

The old gentleman smiled and raised his hand to nod him.

The dean was not weak-hearted, he originally stayed to eat, went to the basin with the old gentleman to wash his hands, and sat down at the small table with the old gentleman.

When the meal was served, he couldn't help but sniff, there was also a cook in charge of cooking at home, but the food made couldn't be compared with Song Wanyue's cooking.

Most of the six dishes went into the dean's stomach, and the dean leaned back on the chair with satisfaction, and asked, "Teacher, what is the origin of Miss Song's Xiaoyue Tower?" ”

The general restaurant is called to welcome guests, please guests to come, Xiaoyue Lou such an atmospheric name is not there, and there is a month in it, the dean's first reaction when he sees the word is that the name has a origin.

The old gentleman only thought about writing the words well, and never thought about the name, but now when he heard him say this, he also felt that the name had a story. The moon must be the moon; What does Xiao mean? Soaring into the skies? It means that the business is on fire, which doesn't make sense, if not, then what does it mean?

"I'll ask her when I come later."

The dean sat up straight in an instant, "Don't ask, I always think that Miss Song gave this name to commemorate something, since she didn't explain, it means that she doesn't want to tell everyone." ”

The old gentleman nodded, "If you have a point, then I won't ask." ”

Song Wanyue accompanied Meng, Xu and Song Lin After eating, they went to the courtyard of the golden steward again, and told him that he had found a gentleman who made lo-mei and an accountant, and then came to the old man.

The dean has been waiting for a long time and can't wait. As soon as she stepped into the door, the dean immediately set up the chessboard, "Miss Song, let's play the next game." ”

Song Wanyue came over with a smile and sat down opposite him, and when the dean played the first chess piece, she also followed and said, "I went to Lu's house today and hired Lu Xing to be the bookkeeper of the restaurant." ”

The dean played chess for a moment, "Mr. Bookkeeper?" ”

"Yes, ten taels of silver a month."

The dean dropped lightly, "Miss Song is a person of great benevolence and righteousness, I hope Lu Xing understands your intentions." ”

……

The next day, after breakfast, Song Wanyue took the words written by the old gentleman and the drawings drawn last night and followed Song Lin to the place where the restaurant was built.

Not long after arriving, Zhang Zhutou came over with two servants, and he has now formed a habit that he will come to the restaurant first after ordering in the yamen every day, and he will do other things with confidence when he sees that he is fine.

"Zhang Zhutou."

Song Wanyue called him with a smile.

Zhang Zhutou didn't take two steps to come over, "Miss Song, is there something?" ”

"There are two things you need help with."

"You say."

"I want to engrave the plaque of the restaurant, I don't know where you can engrave it?"

Zhang Zhutou didn't know how many times he walked around the county every day, and he knew every corner, and when he heard the words, he hurriedly said, "I know, I'm fine now, but I can take Miss Song over." ”

"Then I'm sorry for you."

Song Wanyue got into the carriage, Zhang Zhutou sat on the front board, showed the coachman the way, and soon arrived at the carving shop.

"Old Li Tou, come out!"

Before Zhang Zhutou got out of the carriage, he shouted in a loud voice.

An old man in his fifties came out of the house when he heard the sound, still covered with dust, and he should have been working just now.

Zhang Zhutou pointed to Song Wanyue, who had just gotten off the carriage, "This is Miss Song, she wants to carve a plaque." ”

Zhang Zhutou has never been so polite to people, let alone a little girl, surnamed Song? Lao Li Tou thought of something, and his attitude was a little more enthusiastic, "I don't know what kind of plaque Miss Song wants to engrave, can the word be brought?" ”

"If you want the best, money is not a problem."

I like such a customer, Lao Li Tou smiled and couldn't see his eyebrows, "Girl, please come inside." ”

Song Wanyue followed him into the courtyard, and there were all kinds of plaques stacked in the courtyard, some of which were carved and some of which were not yet carved.

Lao Li Tou walked to a plaque and stood still, "This is the best we have here, one hundred taels of silver a piece, and the money for the engraving is counted separately." ”

Song Wanyue looked at it carefully, dissatisfied, "This plaque is not worthy of the words I went out to find my great-grandfather." ”