Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

"Bah bang bang."

"Shopkeeper Liu, congratulations!"

"We are all happy together. Shopkeeper Wang, please come and take a seat inside. The tea has been brewed early and I am waiting for you to come over..."

The sound of bright red firecrackers exploded into bursts of smoke, and the troubled Yuelai Inn finally reopened.

Shopkeeper Liu was wearing the festive new clothes that Liu Mang had worn on the day of their engagement. He stood at the door of the inn with a glowing face, greeting the neighbors who came to support him.

In the front hall of the inn, Yang Ge, the shopkeeper, waiter and waiter, was greeting the guests and passing the food ordered by the guests to the back kitchen. He was so busy that his feet did not touch the floor.

"Old shopkeeper, congratulations..."

"Sir, please come and sit inside."

While busy, Yang Ge suddenly heard a familiar voice. He turned around and saw Fang Ke, dressed as a rich man, leading a group of embroidered guards dressed as powerful men, swaggering through the door.

He quickly squeezed out a smile and stepped forward to greet me, making a "please" gesture: "Sir, please take a seat!"

Fang Ke held up his hands with a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Shopkeeper Yang, brothers, I will have to ask you to take care of me in the future!"

Yang Ge secretly glared at this guy and said verbally: "No, Fang is too polite. Please sit down. If you want to eat something, I will ask the chef to cook it for you. I will make sure you are satisfied!"

Fang Ke shrank his neck and forced a smile: "It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk, as long as I can eat well... There is a seat over there, let's go and sit there!"

Shopkeeper Liu heard the conversation between the two, and stepped back to the counter with some curiosity, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you recognize these guests?"

Yang Ge replied vaguely: "The leader is the leader of the track pullers on the Bianhe River. We have interacted with him a few times, but we are not very familiar with him."

Shopkeeper Liu patted him on the shoulder happily and said, "You'll get familiar with it after dealing with it more. Go tell the chef to give them more portions. Those who work hard will definitely eat a lot."

Yang Ge responded and went to greet Fang Ke and others to order.

Shopkeeper Liu was left alone at the door, muttering and cursing, "Where did the plagued Wang Dali go?"

Yang Ge came up to Fang Ke and others, and while pouring tea for them, he greeted: "Guys, what do you want to eat? Small-sized pork head meat and Tou Ping Xiang Jue... Why are you here?"

Fang Ke: "Then two kilograms of pig head meat, four vegetarian dishes, three kilograms of incense, and two drawers of steamed buns. Let's do it quickly. The brothers have to go back to work... You have been promoted to shopkeeper, so of course we have to come. Kudos to you!"

Yang Ge: "Hey, I'll be here soon... Then I really thank you!"

He turned around and was about to leave, but Fang Ke used the action of patting his arm to stuff something into his waist without leaving any trace.

Yang Ge stopped and glanced at him.

Fang Ke pointed to the ceiling silently.

Yang Ge's face darkened, he muttered "The evil spirit will never die", turned around and trotted towards the kitchen.

When there was no one around, he took out the thing from his waist and took a look... a small bamboo tube as thick as his thumb, sealed with fire paint, and the seal was stamped by Shen Fa.

He quickly checked the integrity of the seal, then crushed the bamboo tube, shook out a small roll of cloth, and glanced at it quickly: 'At the time of Youxu, the enemy chieftain passed through the border. ’

Yang Ge knew it by heart, and with a squeeze of his big hand, he held all the cloth strips and bamboo tube fragments in his palm, and walked quickly into the kitchen: "Master Lu, another table of guests came to the front hall, and they want two kilograms of pork heads, Four vegetarian dishes and two trays of steamed buns. The old shopkeeper ordered the portions to be larger, as he is a regular customer."

As he spoke, he threw all the broken pieces in his hand into the stove hole and burned them all.

"Okay, let's prepare some food for you!"

"okay!"

Yang Ge turned around and walked out of the kitchen quickly. As soon as he passed through the courtyard gate, he saw Wang Dali, who was dressed like a dog, walking across the inn door with a swaggering step that he didn't recognize.

"Where did you go?"

Shopkeeper Liu, who was doing the abacus behind the counter, got angry when he saw this guy. When he came out from behind the counter, he habitually slapped him on the head: "Why don't you change your clothes quickly..."

Wang Dali raised his body back and avoided Shopkeeper Liu's slap, and said with a proud smile: "Shopkeeper, we are not here to work as waiters today. Did you see? We are here to be top-notch!"

He slapped a piece of broken silver coins the size of his little finger onto the counter and shouted loudly.

Shopkeeper Liu glanced at the money, and a smile quickly appeared on his old face: "Oh, look at our little old man's old eyes, doesn't he have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade? Mr. Wang, please come and sit inside. You can eat whatever you want. Zhi Sheng, today I am a little old man serving as a host to honor you!"

The old man's arrogant and respectful attitude was a bit funny, but the neighbors sitting in the front hall looked at Wang Dali with amusement.

Wang Dali was also a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer: "Are you trying to offend us now? We just want to come back and have a look, there is no other meaning!"

The smile on Shopkeeper Liu's face became more and more modest. He bent down and asked Wang Dali to go inside: "If you're an official, please take a seat..."

At the right time, Yang Ge came up with a strange expression, pulled the old shopkeeper back behind the counter, and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper, I'll do it!"

After shopkeeper Liu returned to the counter, he was still saying seriously: "Okay, you have to greet Mr. Wang for us, and you can't lose the etiquette of our inn!"

Yang Ge nodded and stretched out his hand to ask Wang Dali to go forward: "Brother Wang, please come in and I will find a good place for you!"

Wang Dali's expression softened, and he walked to the second floor seat under the leadership of Yang Ge. As he walked, he muttered: "Why does the old shopkeeper look down on people so much? Can't I, Wang Dali, have a future..."

He also knew that the old shopkeeper was giving him eye drops.

After Yang Ge greeted Wang Dali and returned to the counter, he saw the old shopkeeper with a dark face and his abacus rattling. He couldn't help but smile and stepped forward to comfort him in a low voice: "Are you still angry? It's not your first day. know him!"

Shopkeeper Liu sneered: "It's hard to persuade a dead ghost with good words!"

Yang Ge chuckled and said, "Everyone has his or her own ambitions, you can't force them!"

Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand: "To hell with him, after this meal, this guy will have nothing to do with our inn for a copper penny from now on!"

Both of them were good people, so there was no need to ask what the guy was doing or where he got his money. You could guess with just your toes that something was up.

An restless young man of Wang Dali's age has plunged into the wrong path, and there is basically no way he can come back...

"Just think about it!"

He took off the apron from his waist: "I'm busy here for the time being. I'll go take a look at Brother Fufu and I'll be back soon!"

Shopkeeper Liu smiled and said: "Don't worry, we can handle it here. If he's not busy over there, ask him to come over for lunch!"

Yang Ge responded and strode out of the door.

Fang Ke, who was holding a steamed bun and a pig's head in the front hall, saw this and hurriedly chased after him: "Shopkeeper Yang, wait a minute, we have something to tell you."

Shopkeeper Liu behind the counter saw him and greeted him cheerfully: "Sir, does the food in the small room taste good?"

Fang Ke gave a thumbs up as he walked: "Nothing to say!"

The two walked out of the inn one after the other and walked side by side.

Fang Ke lowered his voice with a normal expression: "Shopkeeper Yang, what do you want to say at home?"

Yang Geyi replied in a low voice with a normal expression: "Immediately conduct a thorough investigation of the soldiers patrolling the city tonight, and monitor all the officials in charge, both high and low, and wait for my news!"

Fang Ke: "Yes... ok, let's talk about it in detail later!"

He patted Yang Ge on the shoulder, turned around, gnawed on the buns, and returned to the inn to continue eating.