Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Zhuangyuan Restaurant is the best restaurant in their workshop, and it was opened after it got the name of Zhuangyuan. It is rumored that the owner of this restaurant is not the current big shopkeeper, but a very powerful person.

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

Anyway, this restaurant is very big and luxurious, and the people who go in and out are very rich and seem to be very cultured.

After all, the sixth school is here, and the name is so good. Basically, most of the people who come here to eat and drink are students, as well as their elders and family members.

Man Bao and the others were dressed in ordinary clothes. Although they were not shabby, they were definitely not luxurious. As soon as they entered the Zhuangyuan Building, they were attracted by the calligraphy and paintings on the two walls inside.

Bai Dalang had been to Zhuangyuan Building before, so he was quite calm, but the eyes of the other three were like country bumpkins who entered the city for the first time. Although their faces were calm, it was their first time entering the city.

Someone turned to look at them, but Bai Shan and the others didn't pay attention, they went straight to the wall and looked up at the poems written on the wall.

These are all left by the literati who came here to eat. There are the most poems and essays, and some people left a single word or a line. Bai Shan couldn't walk when he saw those words, and his feet were tightly stuck to the ground. move.

Mr. Zhuang had already gone up to the second floor, but Bai Erlang dragged Bai Shan to go up, but he didn't move.

He glanced back and said, "Come down and take a look when you're full."

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

Bai Erlang asked: "Are you still eating?"

Bai Shan said: "Go up and order food first, anyway, there are so many people, it will take time to serve the food, let's see."

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

Bai Erlang scratched his head, left them to chase Mr. and his elder brother, "Then you can see for yourself, I'll go up first."

The clerk in the store led them to find a place on the second floor. The good seats were basically taken up. It was impossible to look out the window, but they could look at the first floor from the second floor.

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

Bai Dalang waited for Mr. Zhuang to sit down, and said to Bai Erlang, "Why don't you read the poems below?"

He said: "Those poems and characters are all left by talented scholars, and they are worth reading."

"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 your handwriting is not good. Do you have the nerve to write them up?" Bai Dalang said: "Those who dare to write up are those who are very confident in themselves. There is no poem, no poem A word is ordinary, the reason why many people in the school come here to eat and drink is to read the words and poems on the wall, this is a rare opportunity, how can you not read it?"

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

"Then why don't you go, brother?"

"I have already copied all the poems on the wall, and I have read all the words. You can go and read them. I am here to serve you sir."

When the waiter came up to order, Bai Erlang said, "I'll just copy what my elder brother wrote later, but I won't read the handwriting. I can't write well, so I'll just copy Mr.'s handwriting."

Mr. Zhuang: ...

Bai Dalang: ...

Bai Dalang looked at Mr. Zhuang suspiciously, not understanding how Mr. Zhuang accepted him as his apprentice.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, nodded to the seat beside him for him to sit down, and did not force him down.

Man Bao read one poem after another, while Bai Shan just stood there looking at the writing on the wall, and made several gestures with his hands.

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

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

Man Bao was reciting these poems silently, and decided to silently read these poems on the wall after returning home, learning how other people write poems, and was engrossed, when a person coughed lightly behind her.

Man Bao didn't even turn his head, 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 coughing lightly and said, "Miss Zhou, what a coincidence."

Man Bao turned around, recognized Feng Zongping, smiled and said, "It's Mr. Feng, it's a coincidence."

Bai Shan at the side also came back to his senses when he heard their voices, he turned his head to look over, walked to Man Bao's side, looked at Feng Zongping and asked, "This is..."

Man Bao introduced them to each other, then looked at Yi Ziyang who was beside Feng Zongping but smiled and said nothing, she didn't know his name yet.

Yi Ziyang introduced with a smile: "I'm Yi Ziyang."

Man Bao and Bai Shan rushed to salute, and they returned the salute. Feng Zongping looked at Bai Shan and smiled, "Is this Miss Zhou's senior brother? He really is a good-looking talent."

Bai Shan has never been polite and humble with others, so he just smiled politely, and Man Bao replied on his behalf, "It's better than Mr. Feng."

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

For example, who wrote this poem and who inscribed this word, Feng Zongping knows all about it, not to mention Man Bao, even Bai Shan listened with great interest, the two of them kept all these in their hearts, and decided to inquire after going back. these people.

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

While talking lively, Bai Erlang poked his head down from the second floor and yelled at them, "Come up for dinner."

There was a lot of talking in the restaurant, and Bai Erlang's voice was not loud, but the content of his shouting was very prominent. People here talked about "the clothes are suitable for black clothes, and I changed them to Xi."; The most important thing is "the way of the sage, do not fight for it".

So the restaurant was quiet for a while, the people on the second floor turned their heads to look at Bai Erlang, and the people on the first floor also looked up at Bai Erlang.

Bai Erlang faced them with an innocent face, and blinked, not understanding why they suddenly became quiet and looked at him.

Bai Dalang covered his face, wishing he could find a slot to stuff himself in.

Mr. Zhuang poured himself a glass of wine with a normal face, and took the time to signal Bai Erlang to sit down. What does it look like kneeling on the stool like this?

Feng Zongping and Yi Ziyang downstairs also looked away, and then looked at Man Bao.

Man Bao and Bai Shan made a salute to the two of them: "Let's go up to have dinner first, and take our leave."

Feng Zongping nodded with a smile, but the people followed them up, he said with a smile: "We happen to be going upstairs too."

While walking, he asked curiously, "Is the person who called you just now your younger brother Bai Ergong?"

Seeing that he even found out Bai Er's ranking clearly, Man Bao obviously found out their origins.

She nodded and said, "Yes."

At the same time, Man Bao was also very curious, "Do your Guozijian students often come to eat in this restaurant?"

Feng Zongping said with a smile: "It's not often, it's just that classmates get together occasionally. For dinner, of course we still have to go home to eat."

The price of Zhuangyuan Building is not low, how can they often eat here, even if their family is rich, but his monthly salary is not high.