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Chapter 134 There Are Special Services Here?

Chapter 134. There Are Special Services Here?

What?Still have questions?

Hearing this, Jiang's father and son's expressions changed slightly, but Tong Jian and Su Rui were full of curiosity, looking around like "everyone is here to find fault".

Ren Ping arched his hands at Tu Wenxiao and others, pointed to the signboard hanging on one side of the private room and said:

"Excuse me, Mr. Jiang, what is written on it?"

Jiang Rui glared at him, wondering if you can't read?After a pause, he snorted coldly:
"Jiuwu Zhengdian, it's just a name."

"What about here?"

Ren Ping pointed to another signboard.

"Palace foot shop."

"and this?"

"Fen Rong, why are you asking these questions?"

Jiang Rui said impatiently.

Ren Ping smiled, and before he could answer, a scholar beside him couldn't help but speak:

"Does Mr. Jiang know what the word 'distribution of honors' means?"

"This... probably means a branch store. Of course, there is no branch store in my Ninth Five-Year Palace, but it is just to decorate an atmosphere by comparing with the customs of the Song Dynasty in ancient books."

Jiang Rui half hesitated and half guessed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, all the scholars shook their heads again and again. If they just felt that the decoration here was slightly flawed, it is already a bug.

"It's not a branch, maybe it's just a nickname, or something like a loft?"

Jiang Rui still wanted to make amends.

Ren Ping sneered: "You dare to hang it up if you don't even understand the literal meaning. The heritage of the Ninth Five-Year Palace is really deep enough."

"Listen carefully, the words Zhengdian, Jiaodian and Fenrong are all folk names in the Northern Song Dynasty, similar to restaurants. There are two mistakes in putting them here."

"The first point, Mr. Jiang said just now that the Ninth Five-Year Palace imitated the palace decoration, but the signboard was a folk appellation. Isn't it contradictory?"

"Second, the hotel specifications corresponding to these three words are also very different. Even if one is hung alone, it is impossible for all three to be hung in the same place at the same time."

"Hotel specifications? How do you say it?"

Su Rui on the side became interested.

"The highest level is called Zhengdian. It was a luxury restaurant in Bianjing, Luoyang and other big cities in the Northern Song Dynasty. It is similar to the current five-star hotel,"

"Ordinary people can't afford to go to this kind of place. Usually, only the rich and powerful, the sons of officials, or some literati and bureaucrats with huge wealth will go,"

"The next best thing is the foot shop, which is not too bad and has a full range of food and wine. It is the most popular shop among squires and businessmen. Ordinary people will go there once in a while. It is a bit like our current private restaurants and Internet celebrity shops."

"What about Fenrong?"

"Of course it's a little bit worse."

"Genji? Then there are only food stalls?"

Su Rui smiled.

Ren Ping also smiled slightly:
"It's kind of polite to say food stalls. These restaurants are usually built of simple tile houses, with the walls broken through, a few sets of tables and chairs, and a sunshade extending to the street,"

"The people who go to this kind of place are naturally the people at the bottom of the society, such as some peddlers, passing peddlers, etc. Some of them may be cleaner, and some are quite filthy. They are what we call fly houses."

Speaking of this, Jiang's father and son have long since lost face, especially the word "Fly House", which slapped them in the face like a huge slap.

The Ninth Five-Year Palace has always been known as the top restaurant, so if this news gets out, people will laugh it off?
Jiang Rui was so regretful that he thought why he just got dizzy and temporarily decorated these things. Now that he is fine, he couldn't pretend to be coercive, but instead he was grabbed by the back and beat violently. What a shame!
"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't people pick it off quickly!"

Holding back his stomach, Jiang Rui turned his head and shouted.

"Why are you so anxious, Dad, listen to this brat's nonsense, I have a source for all these things."

Jiang Jinwen refused to accept the Tao and listened to the voice. Naturally, he was the one who advocated this matter at first.

Jiang Rui's heart moved, and he was about to ask his son what the source was, to see if he could slap him back in the face, when Tu Wenxiao on the side took over the conversation:

"Is it "A Picture of Rising the River During the Qingming Festival"?"

"That's right, Mr. Tu, do you know that too? I also specifically consulted experts. These six words are well documented in this picture, and they can indeed be used here."

Jiang Jinwen said hurriedly.

Tu Wenxiao frowned slightly, thinking to himself what is the title of "A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival", how could I not know it?Your words are too inappropriate.

But he still tried his best to calmly say:

"These six characters in "The Picture of Shanghe during the Qingming Festival" are true, but Jiang Shaozong didn't take a closer look. Where did they come from, and which pictures are they on?"

"This……"

"It seems that I am a little embarrassed by Mr. Jiang."

Tu Wenxiao snorted coldly, thinking that in the eyes of outsiders, "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is a famous painting that is a national treasure, so that's fine.

You father and son claim to have profound knowledge of the cultures of the Song and Song Dynasties. Don’t you know that the painting on this national treasure is the urban appearance and social customs of Bianjing City in the Northern Song Dynasty?
In terms of historical research value, is it even better than ancient books such as "Tokyo Menghualu"?
It would be a big joke if you only know how to copy the things on the picture and you are accomplished.

Seeing Tu Wenxiao's expression, Jiang Jinwen also knew that he had a problem with his answer, so he couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed.

At this moment, Ren Ping sneered again, and winked at Su Rui:

"Let me tell you another joke."

"what?"

"Did you know that there was a brothel culture in the Song Dynasty?"

"Brothel? Return culture?"

Su Rui was dumbfounded, and everyone present frowned. I don't know why he suddenly mentioned this indecent thing.

Seeing that Ren Pinghun didn't care, he smiled and said:
"What's the matter? In the Song Dynasty, prostitution was prevalent, and many women in brothels were very famous, but I didn't expect that President Jiang's Ninth Five-Year Court would provide special services here?"

"What! Say it again!"

"Stinky boy! Be careful what you say, do you really think we dare not touch you!"

Hearing this, Jiang's father and son immediately cursed angrily.

Jiang Jinwen waved his hand, and more than a dozen security guards outside the lobby also heard the sound and rushed in quickly.

"What? You are allowed to do it, but I am not allowed to say it?"

Ren Ping's face was indifferent, and he didn't even look at the security guards. With his current skills, he would never suffer a disadvantage when he moved his hands, not to mention that he couldn't move at all.

Sure enough, upon seeing this battle, Tong Jian, who had already been holding back his anger, shouted angrily:

"Jiang Rui! Are you really not paying attention to the surname Tong? What kind of place is this? You dare to wield swords and guns with the guests I invited!"

Jiang Rui shuddered when he heard this, and the awe in his heart couldn't help coming up again, but he gritted his teeth and persisted:

"Mr. Tong, it's not that I don't give you face. You heard it too. This kid is talking nonsense. What are you talking about? You didn't say this casually. Even if you make a fuss to the police, I can sue him for defamation!"

"you dare!"

"Why don't you dare? Tell you, we have audio and video recordings here. If you hand it over to the police station, it will be ironclad evidence. Don't be afraid of this kid's sophistry!"

Jiang Jinwen followed closely.

Tong Jian saw that the Jiangs and his sons were not forgiving when they gained power, so he couldn't help frowning secretly, thinking that Ren Ping accused them of providing special services, and he didn't know what he had heard, so he just opened his mouth.

If you are really talking nonsense, there is a reason for others to sue you, but don't suffer a disadvantage because of your quick talk.

At this time, only the scholars looked thoughtful.

They have already heard that Ren Ping's words just now must be referring to something else, but they can't hear what it is pointing to. Looking around, they can't see any clues, so they can't help but be very puzzled.

Tu Wenxiao thought for a moment, then shook his head:
"Mr. Ren, according to what you said, what's wrong with the arrangement here?"

"Teacher Tu Mingjian."

"It's funny, I was just about to ask for advice."

He made a gesture of asking for advice.

Ren Ping was not polite either, he raised his hand and pointed to a place next to the signboard just now.

When you look closely, they are two lanterns, but their shape is quite peculiar, not the usual oblate shape, but vertically elongated, with a wide belly underneath, like a vase, and a bit like some kind of lantern.

Tu Wenxiao was stunned when he saw it, and smiled wryly, thinking that he was careless, why didn't he find out just now.

Many scholars couldn't help laughing when they saw it. They didn't expect Jiang's father and son to just copy "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival".

But then he secretly admired Ren Ping, thinking that there are so many people on his side, all of them are full of talents, and I don’t know how many times I have read "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" from beginning to end.

This son said that he would fight through the Ninth Five-Year Court with his own strength, it was absolutely not a lie.

"Mr. Jiang, take off these two lanterns too."

After a while, a scholar finally couldn't help but said.

Jiang's father and son went in without knowing it, looked at Ren Ping, and looked at the scholars, hesitating for a while.

Su Rui was impatient with waiting and asked:
"What's wrong with these two lanterns? Don't keep it secret, tell me quickly."

Ren Ping shrugged:

"What do you think this lantern looks like?"

"What does it look like? Let me take a look. It looks a little weird, like a flower that has not bloomed."

"It's about the same. It's actually the shape of a gardenia fruit. This kind of lantern has another name, 'gardenia lamp', or red gardenia lamp. It's also in "A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival,""

"However, because the fruits of gardenia are usually orange-red, very attractive and have the meaning of seduction, so people in the Northern Song Dynasty often hung this kind of lanterns in front of brothels, brothels, or hotels that provide prostitute services,"

"Think about it, every night, how many bright red lanterns like this are hung at the door, how conspicuous they are, and others will know what's inside at a glance."

"Hahahaha, so that's it!"

After hearing this brief explanation, Su Rui couldn't help laughing, pointing one finger at the two lanterns and the other at the Jiang family:

"I understand. No wonder it's called the Red Light District and the Red Light District. That's how it came about. Mr. Jiang's business is doing well. It is indeed a top restaurant that has inherited the culture of the Song Dynasty!"

Thinking of such an embarrassing incident of self-defeating and drawing tiger dogs, the rest of the people couldn't help laughing.

Only Jiang's father and son's faces were flushed.

Jiang Rui turned his head and glared at his son:
"What did the teachers say just now? Didn't you hear that?"

Jiang Jinwen was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly:

"Pick it! I'll let someone pick it off right now!"

Saying that he ordered people to go without looking back.

Jiang Rui was extremely depressed. Thinking of the scene carefully arranged by his side to add points, Ren Ping showed his face. He gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and walked in first.

Su Rui was still looking around at the decoration of the private rooms on both sides, seeing him leading the crowd away, he said with a smile:
"There are other places here, Mr. Jiang won't show us any more?"

(End of this chapter)