Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 945

  Zhuangyuanlou is the best restaurant in their shop. It was opened after the name “Zhuangyuan”. There are rumors that it is not the current big shopkeeper who opened this restaurant, but a very powerful person.

  But Manbao, they only heard about it in the market, and they didn't know who it was.

  Anyway, this restaurant is very large and luxurious. People who come and go are very rich and seem to be very cultural.

  After all, Six Schools is here, and the name is so good. Basically, the students who come here for dinner and drinking are mostly students and their elder family members.

  Manbao and the others are dressed in ordinary clothes. Although they are not shabby, they are definitely not luxurious. As soon as they walked into the Zhuangyuan Building, they were attracted by the calligraphy and painting painted on the two walls inside.

  Bai Dalang came to the Zhuangyuan Building, but he was calm, but the other three people flashed bright light in their eyes like a country boy who entered the city for the first time. Although his face was calm, it was the first time he came in.

  Someone turned their heads to look at them, Bai Shan and the others didn't pay attention, they went straight to the wall and looked at the poem on the wall with their heads up.

These were all left by the literati and ink guests who came to eat here. The poetry is the most. Some people left a single word or a line of words. Bai Shan couldn’t walk when he saw those words. His feet stuck tightly to the ground. verb: move.

  Mr. Zhuang had already raised his foot to the second floor, Bai Erlang dragged Bai Shan to go up, but did not move.

  He glanced back and said, "Let’s look down when you are full."

  Man Bao also looked at the words and exclaimed, "This word is really well written."

  White Jiro asked: "Are you still eating?"

  Bai Shan said: "You go up and order the food first, anyway, there are many people, and it takes time to serve, let's take a look."

  Man Bao nodded. She thought the poems on the wall were good, and wanted to take another look.

  Shirajiro scratched his head, and left them to chase after Mr. and his elder brother, "Then look at it for yourself, I will go up first."

  The guy in the store led them to find a spot on the second floor. The good spots were basically occupied. It was impossible to look out the window, but you could look at the first floor from the second floor.

  Mr. Zhuang sat down, glanced at the two disciples downstairs, then turned to look at Bai Erlang who had run up, and shook his head slightly.

  Bai Dalang sat down to serve Mr. Zhuang, and said to Bai Erlang: "Why don't you take a look at the poems below?"

  He said: "Those poems and characters are all left by talented scholars. It's worth seeing."

  "Hey, I read the announcement below. It seems that anyone can write poems and inscriptions on the wall."

"Anyone is fine, but your poems are not good, and the writing is not good. Are you embarrassed to write up?" Bai Dalang said: "Those who dare to write up are people who are confident in themselves. There is no poem. One word is Fanpin. The reason why many people in the school come here to eat and drink is to read the writings and poems on the wall. The opportunity is rare. How can you not read it?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

   "Why don't you go, big brother?"

   "I have copied all the poems on the wall, and read all the words. Go and see. I'm here to serve Mr."

  Man came up to order, and Bai Erlang said: “I’ll just copy the eldest brother’s when I look back. I won’t read the words. I don’t write well, just copy Mr.’s.”

  Mr. Zhuang:……

  Bai Da Lang:...

  Bai Dalang looked at Mr. Zhuang suspiciously, and did not understand how his husband would accept him as a disciple.

  Mr. Zhuang shook his head, nodded his side to let him sit down, and didn't force him down.

  Man Bao looked at each poem by poem, while Bai Shan stood there and looked at the writing on the wall, making several gestures with his hand.

When Feng Zongping and his classmates entered the door, they looked up and saw Man Bao standing under the wall. He was very impressed with her.

  He waved with his classmates, beckoning them to go upstairs first, and then walk up with Yi Ziyang.

  Man Bao was reciting these verses silently, and decided to mute these poems out on the wall when he went back, and learn how other people write poems. When he was fascinated, a person coughed slightly behind her.

  Man Bao didn't even turn his head, so he panned a bit to make room for the person behind him, and then continued to stare at the wall.

Seeing this, Feng Zongping couldn't help but cough lightly: "Miss Zhou, what a coincidence."

  Man Bao turned his head, recognized Feng Zongping, smiled and said, "It’s Master Feng, it’s a coincidence."

   Bai Shan on the side heard the voices of them and he recovered. He turned to look around, walked to Man Bao, looked at Feng Zongping and asked, "This is..."

  Man Bao introduced them to each other, and then looked at Yi Ziyang who was beside Feng Zongping but couldn't say a word. She didn't know his name yet.

  Yi Ziyang smiled and introduced: "I am under Yi Ziyang."

  Man Bao and Bai Shan saluted the two of them, and they returned the salute. Feng Zongping looked at Bai Shan and smiled, "Is this Miss Zhou's master brother? It really is a talent."

  Bai Shan has never been courteous and humble, so he only smiled politely, and Man Bao replied on his behalf, "It's better than the unqualified master."

  The two boasted about each other, and then Feng Zongping introduced them to the writings and poems on the wall.

For example, who wrote this poem and who wrote the word, Feng Zongping knows everything, not to mention Man Bao, but Bai Shan listened with great gusto. The two of them took all this in their hearts, and when they decided to go back, they asked about it. these people.

  It sounds great, I don’t know if they would like to be friends with them.

   was talking lively, Shirajiro came down from the second floor and shouted at them: "Come up for dinner."

There are a lot of talks in the restaurant. Bai Erlang's voice is not loud, but the content of his shouting is very prominent. People here are talking about "the clothes are suitable for Xi, and I changed it to Xi."; talk over there. It is "the way of a saint, do not fight."

  So the restaurant was quiet up and down, the person on the second floor turned to look at Bai Erlang, and the person on the first floor also looked up at Bai Erlang.

  Shiajiro confronted them with an innocent look, blinked, and didn't understand why they suddenly calmed down and looked at him.

  Bai Dalang covered his face, wishing to find a gap to stuff himself in.

  Mr. Zhuang looked as usual and poured himself a glass of wine, and took the time to signal Bai Erlang to sit down honestly. What does it look like to kneel on a stool like this?

  Feng Zongping and Yi Ziyang downstairs also retracted their eyes, and then looked at the two of Man Bao.

  Man Bao and Bai Shanchong saluted: "Let’s go up and eat first, and say goodbye."

  Feng Zongping smiled and nodded, but people followed them up. He smiled and said, "We happen to be upstairs too."

  While walking, he asked curiously, "Is your junior brother Bai Er Gongzi who taught you just now?"

  Man Bao saw that he had inquired clearly about Bai Er's ranking, and he had obviously found out their origins.

  She nodded and said: "Yes."

  At the same time, Man Bao is also very curious, "Do you students from the Imperial College often come to eat in this restaurant?"

  Feng Zongping smiled and said, “It’s not very often, it’s just that the classmates meet occasionally. For dinner, I still have to go home to eat.”

  The price of the champion building is not low. Where can they eat here often? Even if their family has money, his monthly money is not high.

  (End of this chapter)