Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

It was already past dinner time, and there were no customers in the restaurant. There were only four or five men in long robes, gathered around a table, drinking and discussing some poems, and occasionally making a few sour remarks.

The waiter came up to us. Seeing that Caiwei and Du were in tatters, they didn't look like rich people, and they didn't seem to be very friendly, so he asked lightly: "Sir, what can we have something to eat?"

Caiwei played with her bangs and said with a smile, "Let's have a plate of fried eggs with hot peppers!"

"What? What eggs?" The waiter was confused: "I have been working in the tavern for more than ten years. I have heard of eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, and even worse, cow eggs, sheep eggs, and pig eggs, but I have never heard of real eggs. Egg!"

"Oh? Really?" Caiwei's eyes flashed with a smile, and then said: "If not, forget it. How about a plate of crystals to freeze?"

"Crystal jelly? What is crystal jelly?" The waiter's face dropped: "You two came to the store to have fun? Why did you tease the store with some dish names that you have never heard of? I was fooled for ten times. After working as a waiter for several years, I have never heard of solid eggs or crystal jelly. What do you mean by crystal jelly?"

"Crystal jelly is half clear and half turbid jelly! Does your store not have it?" Mu Caiwei asked patiently.

The waiter rolled his eyelids and said impatiently: "No, no..."

Caiwei was not annoyed by the waiter's rude attitude. She smiled and ordered plain noodles for two nights, a plate of fried shredded potatoes, and ate them leisurely with her mother.

At this moment, she was in a great mood, because another plan to get rich had been formed in her mind!

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Several men in long gowns were still drinking slowly, shaking their heads and reciting poems. One of the men in purple silk clothes frequently looked at the door and complained: "Why hasn't Brother Hanwen come yet?"

While he was mumbling, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a white-faced scholar walked in hurriedly. As soon as he entered the door, he held his hands in his hands and apologized: "Everyone, I'm really sorry. Something happened on the front street just now." It's just a matter of course. I was greedy for a moment and came late. I'll punish myself with a drink."

After saying that, he reached out to get the wine pot. The purple silk man stretched out his hand and stopped him and said: "Brother Hanwen, don't be in a hurry to drink. Let me tell you what is worth missing from our poetry club. If that matter If you are late, I will drink this glass of wine. If you are not worthy, I will punish you with a bottle of wine."

The man named Han Wen didn't refuse, he leaned over and sat down, and said with joy, "Do you still remember the old beggar who often begged for food at the door of Gulixiang?"

Someone said: "Of course I remember, that old guy has been in our town for eight or nine years. He is crazy and mysterious. If the old shopkeeper of Lijiaji Buzhuang hadn't been kind-hearted and gave him some food from time to time, he would have starved to death long ago. Got it!"

Han Wen said: "But now the old beggar is not far away from death. It is unlucky for him. I don't know where he begged for a pot of wine. He drank alone and got very drunk. Who knows? The carriage of a certain family was startled. The big horse's hooves were stepping on the center hole, and then the carriage ran over again. The old beggar vomited blood at that time, but the men who were driving the carriage ran away again. Later, some kind people passed by. They rescued him and sent him to the hospital. Unfortunately, the doctor said that he was too seriously injured and could not be saved. The manager of the hospital was afraid that he would be unlucky if he died there, so he asked someone to carry him out. Now he is dumped on the street of the vegetable market. I can see that there is less air coming in, more air coming out, and there is only one breath left."

The young man in purple silk clothes sighed: "Hey, it's so pitiful for someone who is celebrating the New Year to suffer such an unreasonable disaster!"