Chapter 138 The first trick in the government case stops here
There are many restaurants in front of the Confucius Temple, probably the same as in modern times, and students can make money easily. Zhuangyuan Building does not stand out among these many restaurants. The building does not have a unique style, but has a sense of historical sedimentation.
Zhu Ping'an stood downstairs at the top of the Zhuangyuan Building, looking at the three words "Zhuangyuan Building" with dragons and phoenixes flying in the sky. A cultural atmosphere hit his face, and he suddenly felt good.
Although Zhuangyuan Building is inconspicuous, the passenger flow is relatively large. When Zhu Pingan stopped there, there were people in twos and threes coming in and out.
"Let's go, fat brother has to be poor today!" The fat man still had the resentment of not being able to go to the other side of the Qinhuai River, gritting his teeth and stepped into it first.
Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and walked upstairs.
There is nothing outside the Zhuangyuan Building, but when you go in, you feel a sense of elegance, with mahogany furniture, wooden floors, and the surrounding walls are covered with calligraphy and painting. A particularly eye-catching calligraphy and painting in the center, with the four characters of flying dragons and phoenixes. It also resembles the Chinese characters "The number one scholar is here".
"The breath is so loud, I wonder how it tastes." Fatty Xue Chi walked in front and glanced at the calligraphy and painting in the center, and pursed his lips.
"If you are not satisfied with the meal here, we will not charge you." A cleanly dressed shop assistant bowed his head and smiled with a smile on his face.
“This is what you said.” Fat Xue Chi said, waving his fat paw and pointing at the store clerk.
"I'm just kidding," the store clerk said with a smile, and then stretched out his hand, "You two, please come in."
Zhu Ping'an patted the fat man's shoulder from behind and took the lead to the place where the store clerk guided him. Go to the table.
The Zhuangyuan Building is also divided into private rooms and a lobby. However, all the private rooms were full at this time. There were only a few tables in the lobby. The waiter guided him to a table by the window. This made Zhu Pingan very satisfy.
A long wooden sign hangs on the wall, and the names of the dishes in the store are written on the wooden sign, which is clear at a glance.
"You lion heads, give us a plate." Zhu Pingan glanced at the wooden signs casually. There were too many wooden signs on the wall, which was a little dizzying, but Zhu Pingan still remembered the previous ones. I heard someone talking about Lion Head, so I ordered one.
"Okay, table No. 3 of Jiazi, I have the best share." Hearing this, the waiter who was following him shouted towards the kitchen.
The Zhuangyuan Building is worthy of being the Zhuangyuan Building, and the braised lion head can be said to be the best.
As soon as the waiter finished shouting, the fat man on the side slammed the table, and the flesh on his face trembled, "Okay, a good sign."
"Give us the whole salad. Pig ears, please have the best wine in your store." The fat man seemed to be excited by the dominance of the waiter, and started ordering like a fat bulldog.
"One portion for the best, one for the champion." The waiter was a well-spoken man. When the fat man ordered, he shouted towards the kitchen.
Everything was said in Fatty's heart, making Fatty so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.
The roast goose, which has become a blockbuster without even singing, the fish head and tofu soup that won the championship among the three armies, and the Sixi Meatballs that won three yuan in a row... were all served on the table.
It seems that fat people like this kind of good fortune. Looking at a table of food and listening to the shop assistant singing, a fat face with a satisfied chrysanthemum blooms.
“Shu’er, what a coincidence.”
As soon as the table was filled with food and rice, before Zhu Pingan even moved his chopsticks, he heard a familiar call. When I looked up, I saw my uncle Zhu Shouren and other villagers filing in. Everyone at the table was smiling with their faces covered with chrysanthemums, except for the uncle's fat friend.
"Uncle, uncle" Zhu Pingan stood up and bowed from afar.
“Brother An.” Several villagers slightly cupped their hands with smiles on their faces.
"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance. As the exam is over, why don't we celebrate together." Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard and smiled heartily.
Fat Xue Chi also met his uncle and others. Moreover, this guy was eager to have more people so he could show off his chrysanthemum poem. He also enthusiastically invited a few people to take their seats, and then waved his fat hand and ordered the store The waiter watched as he added six of the store's signature dishes, plus more.
“This little brother is so polite.” Uncle Zhu Shouren praised with a smile after he sat down.
"Everywhere, you are all relatives and friends of Brother Zhu, and naturally you are also my relatives and friends." Fatty Xue Chi waved his hand casually.
Zhu Pingan waited for them to finish their greetings, then stood up and introduced them to each other so that they could get to know each other. The first two times, I was in a hurry for exams and didn't have time to introduce them to each other. This time I had time, so I introduced them all.
After the wine and food were served, the wine was poured and the vegetables were served, and everyone ate happily.
"Ahem, that re-examination"
"That poem was like gold spent in gold"
After drinking a glass of wine, the fat man just opened his mouth to find an excuse to mention his chrysanthemum poem, when he heard a voice that coincided with him. He was Zhu Ping'an's uncle, Zhu Shouren. The two looked at each other and laughed in unison. .
Afterwards, Zhu Ping'an listened with pain in his face as they praised each other's chrysanthemum poem, including several fellow villagers who also recited their own chrysanthemum poems, all with proud faces.
The more proud they are, the more painful Zhu Pingan's pain will be.
When drinking with a close friend, a thousand cups are too little. After drinking a few glasses of water, my uncle Zhu Shouren and several other villagers got drunk. He slapped the table and boasted to Zhu Pingan with his tongue hanging out, "Brother An." Son), it’s such a pity that you didn’t meet my friend’s mentor with your uncle, really, it’s such a pity.”
“Oh, how can you say it’s a pity, Brother Zhu?” The fat face came closer.
"You don't know, that day we were drinking with our friend and mentor. During that time, they pointed at the chrysanthemums outside the window and asked us to compose poems. Tsk tsk, you said it's a pity to have a pig." The uncle drank wine and looked at Zhu Ping'an and sighed. .
Hearing this, the fat man also looked at Zhu Ping'an with sympathy and shook his head, "Brother Zhu, it's such a pity. If I went with your uncle, I wouldn't have tried to post a poem, but it couldn't compare to my chrysanthemum poem. "
Hearing this, Zhu Pingan felt even more painful.
"Okay, She'er, next time, although the uncle and others will not need to take the college exam in the future, you don't have to worry. In the future, the uncle will introduce you to a friend and mentor"
"That's it. , don’t regret it, Brother Ang.”
The uncle and others took it for granted that Zhu Ping'an's aching look was a sign of regret, and they all offered words of comfort.
As a result, Zhu Ping'an felt even more miserable and had to lower his head and devote himself to this table of good wine and food.
In the private room on the third floor, there was a room where Tongcheng Xia Luoming, Su Song, Feng Shanshui and others were sitting. In addition to the few people who were always together, there were also a few unfamiliar faces. One of them was the one who was there that day. In front of Jiangnan Gongyuan, there was a dignified gentleman who looked down upon the students who were singing chrysanthemum poems.
Looking out from the private room, the scene in the lobby is clear at a glance, and the sound can also be heard clearly.
"Chrysanthemum poem haha, this year's first government case is just here, you are exaggerating about him."
In front of the private room window, a well-dressed student turned away from the window and returned to his seat, smiling at Xia Luoming and others.
"Yesterday I heard his comment on the chrysanthemum poem, but I didn't expect it to be the same today." The dignified man said lightly while playing with the wine glass in his hand.
"This is our fault. Who would have thought that he would be so unbearable? Brother Liu and Brother Guo forgive me. It seems that the real murderers this year are from these two brothers." Su Song and Feng Shanshui said He stood up with a glass of wine, seemingly quite respectful of these two people.
“If it weren’t for Brother Liu’s filial piety and Brother Guo’s study tour, how could we have the honor to go to the exam with Brother Liu and Brother Guo.”
Even Xia Luoming, who has always been conceited, at this time He put away his arrogance and stood up to raise his glass.
Others present also raised their glasses together, and many of them looked ashamed. They must have also written poems about chrysanthemums and autumn.
Upstairs, downstairs, toasting glasses and changing glasses, having fun.
Zhu Ping'an was so drunk that he went to the counter to pay the bill in advance, but was told that the fat man at the same table had already paid. In response, Zhu Pingan could only smile slightly and shake his head.
There will be at least three updates today that will not miss the appointment.
(End of this chapter)