Chapter Thirty-Eight: Thunder

Hearing Fang Di's words, the scarlet-robed official's face looked a little better, and he turned to point at Fang Di with chopsticks in his hand and said with a smile:

"Di'er, I won't say these polite words to you again, what is the matter with you gathering us here today, and entertaining us with good food and wine? It must not just meet us and just want to treat a few of us to a full meal. ”

Several officials next to him echoed this when they heard this, and asked Fang Di's intentions with a smile.

"Yes, Di'er, everyone here is your own people, and if you have something to say, you can just say it."

Hearing their straightforward words, Fang Di also smiled, he once again opened the altar of wine for everyone at the table, and then waved his hand to let all the maids on the side retreat.

"Uncles, the little nephew does have something to ask for. In this case, the envoys of the Li Kingdom will also stay in Xuan'an for the rest of the month, and I know that their clothing, food, housing and transportation have basically been arranged by the Ministry of Rites, but can we contract the arrangements and expenses for some entertainment and sightseeing of these envoys on weekdays? The little nephew is also willing to take them to play in Xuan'an City in person. Of course, the additional costs to be paid for this are also borne by the little nephew. ”

Hearing his words, the middle-aged man in the scarlet robe had a strange face, first looked at Fang Di, and then looked at the other old man on the seat:

"This is what Lu Guogong means? I still have to ask Lord Licao about this matter first. ”

"Father's intention."

The old man known as Licao lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and after thinking for a while, he turned his head to look at Fang Di and said seriously:

"If it is really what Lu Guogong meant, this matter is not impossible, although it is said that the envoys' itinerary has been roughly arranged, but it is true that there will be some spare time, and their entertainment during these times can be contracted by you, but I don't know why Lu Guogong wants to do this? They are all their own people, and they make it clear that there is not much profit to be made in this. ”

"Father's plan is not something I can know."

Hearing that things could be done, Fang Di had a plan in his heart, and shook his head with a smile on his face to indicate that he didn't know the specific situation.

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The shop assigned to the sake restaurant is actually quite good, although it is a little smaller, but although the sparrow is small, there is basically no shortage of facilities and appliances for cooking, and it should be arranged in advance by the person in charge of management.

The location of this shop is also quite good, just at the intersection of Lezhen Road, and almost everyone who comes in from this end has to pass by the door of this store.

The father and daughter of the Zhang family got up early this morning, and the old Zhang Tou gathered a group of helpers from the previous restaurant, and brought the scroll of the poem that Situ Xi wrote for him, and came to this temporary shop to prepare the ingredients before dawn.

The envoys of the Kingdom of LĂŞ, as judges, will not come until noon today, and before preparing their meals, the shops are also responsible for serving food to the visitors in the streets as normal.

When Situ Xi came here with Zhong Lixuan and Whispering, Lao Zhangtou had just spread out the scroll of poetry, ready to hang it in front of the shop to attract visitors.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, you really make the best use of your resources." Seeing Lao Zhangtou's actions, Situ Xi walked up to him and teased him.

was startled by the sudden voice behind him, but after seeing the visitor, the shopkeeper Zhang immediately changed to a smile.

"Xige'er, there are some literati on this street today, even if they are envoys of the Li Kingdom, they should like poetry, maybe they will be led to the store by your poems?"

"Uncle, did you write this poem?"

The scroll was hung in the doorway, and she looked at the neat handwriting on the scroll softly, and she was also surprised and curious.

Zhong Lixuan knew Situ Xi's handwriting well, she recognized it at first sight when she came, and when she tasted it carefully, the poem of her own husband was really amazing.

Nodding slightly to the whisper, Situ Xi walked into the store, and when he saw Zhang Yu'er who was busy in the store, he turned his head and proposed to the shopkeeper Zhang:

"Old Zhangtou, if you really want to attract some visitors, instead of hanging poems outside, you might as well try to get a free tasting, anyway, you are not short of money."

"Free tasting?" Although Lao Zhangtou can understand the literal meaning, he is still a little unfamiliar with this concept.

"Let the staff in the store carry plates, stick a few pieces of cake with bamboo sticks, and give free tasting to passers-by on the road, and there will definitely be people who are willing to come into the store to eat." Seeing that he was stunned, Situ Xi explained to him the specific method.

"Brother Xi, listen to you." Lao Zhangtou thought about it and felt that this method was feasible, the main purpose of his Spring Food Party was to spread the reputation of his restaurant, and he didn't care if he could make money.

So, without hesitation, he immediately went out and called a few helpers at the door who were picking up the stalls to arrange this.

However, just as the old man was walking out, there was a knock on the door of the shop.

Everyone in the store looked at the door in unison, only to see that the scholar was dressed in a white robe at the moment, followed by four attendants, and he took down the scroll of poetry that Lao Zhangtou had just hung on the door at some point.

Although I don't know what the situation is, there are guests who enter the door, and Lao Zhangtou hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.

"Guest officer, we haven't opened for the time being, please wait a while."

The scholar directly ignored Lao Zhangtou, he walked straight into the store, stopped in front of Situ Xi, first looked at him deeply, and then looked back at everyone in the store.

"Shopkeeper, I'm not here to dine, I'm just coming in and asking where you got this poem?"

"Childe, this poem was given by a guest in the past."

Hearing this question, Lao Zhangtou answered this answer without hesitation, Situ Xi had told him before that it was best not to reveal his name about poetry, and Lao Zhangtou didn't want to cause him extra trouble.

"Not necessarily, I'm afraid this is the handiwork of the Nine Kings." The white-clothed scholar turned his head directly to look at Situ Xi and said with a smile.

Nine Kings? Hearing this title, the father and daughter of the Zhang family and several guys in the store were slightly stunned.

Is it an acquaintance? Situ Xi looked at the scholar's face at this time, but he didn't have any impression in his head.

"I haven't introduced it to the Nine Kings yet, and I am in the next Xu Yilin, and my father is still the book of the Ministry of Households." The white-clothed scholar arched his hand and introduced himself to Situ Xi.

"We know each other?" After listening to this self-introduction, Situ Xi asked him directly.

"The Nine Kings may not know you, but in the next few days, you have often heard of your name, which can be described as thunder." Xu Yilin said as he stretched out his hand to roll up the scroll, and bowed to Situ Xi.