Chapter 731: Have a meal together
In the Taicang Bank, there is a post every five steps and a sentry every ten steps, and the guards are extremely tight.
Zhu Pingan silently observed the strict defense of Taicang Bank while dealing with the greetings of Jia Langzhong and others. After walking in the reservoir area for about five or six minutes, we arrived at Taicang Dining Room.
This is a large dining hall, long from east to west and narrow from north to south. It can accommodate about seventy or eighty people dining at the same time. There are about ten tables in it, and the tables and chairs are relatively simple.
There was food set on one of the tables, eight dishes and two soups, to be precise, four dishes and one soup, but each dish was served in duplicate.
The dishes are very ordinary, with two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes. The meat dishes are braised pork with tofu and stir-fried pork with cabbage. The vegetarian dishes are cucumbers and braised eggplants. The soup is a large bowl of gluten soup.
Such eight dishes and two large basins of gluten soup filled the table.
"Come, Mr. Zhu, please take a seat."
Zhang Guanku stood in front of the chair sitting in the west and east, smiled warmly, and stretched out his right hand to invite Zhu Ping'an to take a seat.
In ancient times, banquets were very particular about seating arrangements. On the one hand, it was because of the tradition of a country of etiquette, and on the other hand, there were differences in hierarchy. For the current dining room, which is long from east to west and narrow from north to south, the most prestigious seat in the dining room is to sit in the west facing east, followed by sitting in the north facing south, thirdly sitting in the south facing north, and the most humble is sitting in the east facing west.
The seat where Zhang Guanku invited Zhu Ping'an to sit was the most prestigious seat in the dining room.
"Master Zhang, please." Zhu Ping'an smiled and shook his head, extending his hand to invite Mr. Zhang to take a seat.
The Ming Dynasty is a feudal society that pays great attention to hierarchy. The most obvious manifestation is the seating arrangement. There are strict rules on what seats are occupied by those with higher levels and those with lower levels. Sitting randomly is to usurp the guest. There will also be the following suspicions:
Zhu Pingan would not make such a low-level mistake and leave no clue for others.
Furthermore, Zhang Guanku is the boss of Taicang Bank. They say Qianglong is not as good as the local boss. What’s more, he is not even a Qianglong. Compared with Zhang Guanku, a third-grade official, and others, As a sixth-grade official, I am at best a small earthworm.
In addition, just outside the bank gate, Jia Langzhong and others looked at him with contempt, and did not take him seriously.
In this case, I cannot let them down.
After some pushing and pushing, Zhang Guanku finally sat in the first place, and Zhu Ping'an sat in the position below Zhang Guanku.
Seeing that Zhu Pingan was so knowledgeable, the Taicang officials felt even more relaxed. In their opinion, this aggressive inspection was easier than before.
“Oh, there are four meat dishes, not bad, not bad. Thanks to Mr. Zhu, we finally have meat dishes.”
After sitting down, Taicang doctor Zhao Dingtian glanced at the food on the table, with disdain in his eyes, but there was an expression of surprise on his face, and he thanked Zhu Pingan in a fuss, as if he really didn't know the taste of meat in March.
Zhu Ping'an slightly raised the corners of his lips, haha, the performance was spot on. It would be even more perfect if you could wipe off the smell of bear paws on your body and the shiny oil stains on your mouth...< br>
Zhang Guanku glared at Mr. Zhao, who then closed his mouth angrily, with a look of displeasure on his face, as if he was wrong to tell the truth.
"Haha, we in Taicang, a remote and remote area, can't compare to your city. They are all just living on a mediocre diet and receiving poor hospitality. Please don't be offended, Mr. Zhu." Zhang Guanku said to Zhu Ping'an with a slight smile.
After the words fell, Zhu Pingan looked up at Zhang Guanku, and then glanced at everyone present, his eyes were deep and his eyebrows were also wrinkled...
Zhang Guanku and all the Taicang officials present were frightened by the look in Zhu Pingan's eyes, especially Langzhong Zhao, who was even more frightened, thinking that Zhu Pingan had seen some flaw.
The next second
Zhu Ping'an's eyes became darker and his eyebrows furrowed more intensely.
The people in Taicang present felt increasingly uneasy.
However, in the next second, Zhu Pingan’s deep eyes were moistened, his eyebrows were brought together, he took a deep breath with his mouth open, and said with a very moved face: "Mr. Zhang There are also adults who are guarding the Taicang Bank but are so strict with themselves. This kind of sentiment really makes Ping An admire him. Mr. Zhang made an exception for Ping An and prepared such a sumptuous table. How can Ping An be dissatisfied?"
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It turns out that this guy was moved by our "frugality". Damn, I thought this guy had discovered some flaw.
Damn, I was worried for nothing.
Let me just say, how could he see the flaw? Haha, it turned out that the worry was in vain, a calf is a calf, and a rookie is a rookie! Being fooled so easily, what a bullshit champion, a fresh-faced nerd, this kind of person is good at writing eight-part essays, but if you ask him to do other things... Haha...
After this incident, everyone He looked down upon Zhu Pingan even more.
Four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarian.
Except for Zhu Ping'an, everyone else at the table was not very interested and basically didn't use their chopsticks.
It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.
They had just come out of the "late night cafeteria" and all they had eaten were bear paws, abalone, and delicacies from the mountains and seas. Now if they were allowed to eat cabbage and tofu, wouldn't it be difficult for them to take off their chopsticks?
However, Zhu Pingan ate very well.
Zhu Ping'an has not drank a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice since early in the morning.
But I experienced a lot on this day. I got up early in the morning and went to Dali Temple first. As a result, Qu Tongyang, the deputy envoy of Dali Temple, suffered a stroke. Then I heard the news that Si Nan was imprisoned, and he went to the Meridian Gate without stopping.
Then he rode with Gao Rui to the Taicang Bank, but Gao Rui "fell off his horse" halfway, and he turned back to the city to find the doctor.
Then he basked in the sun for half an hour outside the Taicang gate...
Zhu Ping'an was already hungry and thirsty.
In addition, the "frugal package" launched by Mr. Zhang and others with ulterior motives also gave Zhu Ping'an a surprise. It looks like cabbage and tofu, but sometimes the same ingredients, cooked by different chefs, taste very different.
Zhu Ping'an is sure that the Taicang cook's cooking skills are definitely no less than those of the imperial chef.
This looks like ordinary cabbage, tofu and cucumber, but it tastes surprisingly good and is so popular that people can't stop using their chopsticks.
Zhu Pingan is like a rice bucket, eating non-stop. Everyone in Taicang despises Zhu Pingan for his good appetite. He is really a bumpkin from the countryside...
"Well, Mr. Zhang You guys can eat too. You don’t need to take special care of me. Come on, Mr. Zhao, this braised pork with tofu tastes good.”
While Zhu Ping'an was immersed in eating, he raised his head and looked at the crowd. Seeing that everyone didn't move their chopsticks very much, he was "touched" and advised everyone to eat the food without taking special care of themselves. He especially paid special attention to Mr. Zhao and used serving chopsticks to spread a lot of tofu on Mr. Zhao. Braised pork, who made you so surprised just now that you finally saw meat?
"Ahem, no, no, I'll do it myself."
Looking at the big meat slices in the bowl, Zhao Langzhong felt nauseated. Who the hell would eat such pork? With Ping An's passionate eyes, Doctor Zhao stuffed a big piece of meat into his mouth as if he was swallowing a fly... (End of Chapter)