Let's say that Song Qingshu returned to his house, and seeing that it was close to noon, Li Qingluo and Xiaolongnu had not come back, so he couldn't help but be depressed, so he had to go out again. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, the servants in the house wanted to prepare lunch for him, Song Qingshu refused, and this house was given to him by the Southern Song Dynasty court, and the servants in it were mixed, who knows if there were any spies of Wan Qiao, Zhang Jun and others in it, and put some medicine in the meal, although he is not afraid of poison now, but he does not have the habit of being abused and eating poison.

What's more, he also wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about the customs of Lin'an, so he found a relatively large restaurant.

"In martial arts novels, the restaurant is the place where events are triggered most frequently, and I don't know if anything will happen today?" When entering the restaurant, a thought suddenly rose in Song Qingshu's mind, but he immediately laughed dumbly, he has entered the restaurant inn so many times over the years, although there are a lot of things that have happened, but there are more times when nothing happens, it is just a selective memory.

It's still relatively early, and there aren't many people in the restaurant, so Song Qingshu found a window seat on the second floor, ordered wine and food, and poured himself a drink, while thinking about how to get the advice next.

Li Qingluo's proposal was subconsciously rejected by him before, what kind of joke, how can a dignified seven-foot man use a beautiful man's tricks! Not to mention that a famous traitor like Shi Miyuan, a famous traitor in history, would control his thinking because of his daughter.

It's a pity that he can't think of how to convince Shi Miyuan after thinking about it, the only thing to be thankful for is that it still takes time for Jianshan Academy to build momentum, and he still has a few days to think about this problem.

At this time, there were gradually more people in the Kung Fu Restaurant, and there were not many vacant seats as far as the eye could see, but Song Qingshu didn't care much about these things, and continued to pour himself drinks there.

Suddenly, he smelled a fragrant wind in his nose, Song Qingshu subconsciously raised his head, and saw a girl in a bright red cloak standing aside and glaring at him.

Although the girl is angry, it still does not affect her delicate and beautiful state.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Girl, do we know each other?" Although he lingered in the flowers, he was not like Duan Zhengchun who couldn't even remember what his lover was, and he thought that Ye Erniang was one of his former lovers on Shaomu Mountain.

He was pretty sure he had never seen this girl, so he didn't know where her anger came from.

"You've taken my place. The girl pointed to where he was sitting and puffed out her cheeks.

"Strange, this is a restaurant, the location is naturally first-come, first-served, how can there be a fixed reason?" Song Qingshu said with a smile as he poured the wine.

"Every time this girl comes here, she sits in this position, and if I don't sit here, I'm not in a good mood, and if this girl is not in a good mood, someone will be unlucky. The girl's words were full of threat.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Girl, is this threatening me?"

The girl snorted, took out a silver ingot and slapped it in front of him: "This is for you, find another place to do it yourself." ”

After finishing speaking, he ignored him, turned around and greeted Xiao Er and said, "Xiao Er, come and take this table." ”

The little second came over and looked at the situation and suddenly looked embarrassed: "This young lady, there are already people here, why don't you find another table for you......"

The girl said angrily: "This girl is going to sit here today and not go anywhere." ”

"Coincidentally, I also happen to think that this place has a good view, and I plan to spend an afternoon here. Song Qingshu's voice rang out.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to stay. The girl snorted coldly, and suddenly Leng Buding kicked him on the stool where he was sitting, and the stool leg broke off in response.

However, the imaginary scene of the other party falling down in embarrassment did not appear, and Song Qingshu still sat on the stool and poured himself a drink.

The girl didn't believe in evil and kicked out again, and there were only two legs left on the stool, but Song Qingshu didn't even spill a drop of wine in the cup, let alone falling.

"Huh?" the girl looked suspicious, and suddenly snorted coldly, "Pretend to be a ghost." In an instant, he kicked the remaining two stool legs off with two more feet, and I wanted to see how you were still screaming.

But soon her smug smile stiffened on her face, her eyes almost didn't pop out, and the stool in front of her was sitting on a leg that was still as steady as Mount Tai, and that was fine, the stool was still firmly attached to his buttocks, as if it was supported by a few invisible stool legs.

The girl couldn't help but lean over and reach out and touch it under his stool, making sure that there was nothing, and couldn't help but admire: "What kind of kung fu are you, can you teach me?"

"Uh~" Song Qingshu looked strange, he was thinking about how to teach this unruly girl a lesson, how did he know that her attitude changed so quickly, it really surprised him.

"Just now, the little woman didn't know Mount Tai with her eyes, and I hope that the seniors will not be surprised. The girl in red said as she brought a chair to replace the one that was kicked under Song Qingshu's body, "Senior, please take a seat." ”

As the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Song Qingshu couldn't say anything, but he was a little depressed: "Senior, do I look old?"

"Of course it's not old, it looks like my brother. The girl in red sat down on the other side of the table, glanced at the wine and food on the table, and couldn't help laughing, "How can these be enough to eat." ”

After speaking, he took a silver ingot and stuffed it into the small second-hand next to him, and instructed: "Ask the kitchen to make us a few more wine dishes: flower quail, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit silk, roe deer legs, ginger vinegar gold and silver hooves...... The ingredients are all selected on the freshest, don't think we are Kaizi, this girl's tongue can be distinguished. ”

"Don't dare~" Seeing that a conflict had turned into invisible, and there was one more big customer, the little two retreated with a smile.

"This girl should have come from a wealthy family. Song Qingshu is a person who has been an emperor, although these dishes are precious, but he will not be moved, he is more curious about the identity of the girl in front of him, the women of the civilian family do not have this knowledge, and the women in the rivers and lakes are not so particular about eating except for Huang Rong, who has a family background.

As for the previous conflict with her...... Song Qingshu's heart is not so small, not to mention that it is a bit boring for a person to pour himself and drink, so he simply acquiesced to everything in front of him, and looked at what medicine was sold in this girl's gourd.

"Big brother, what kind of martial arts did you have just now, teach me well. As she spoke, the girl poured him a new glass of wine as if offering a treasure.

"She's really good at snakes. Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, and replied: "Your martial arts are already good in the younger generation, why do you learn so much kung fu from a daughter's family." "How good his eyesight is now, from her leg speed and mastery of strength just now, it can be seen that she has been guided by a famous teacher since she was a child, and the only thing she lacks is just heat.

"Who said that my daughter's family can't learn more kung fu," the girl in red pursed her mouth, and immediately became coquettish, "Big brother, can you teach me~" The voice was so sweet that the men at the tables around him couldn't help but tremble.

Song Qingshu was unmoved: "My martial arts are not suitable for you." ”

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