I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Su Yao was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, he saw the straight-going young man raise his eyes, hesitantly: "...Three young masters, who is Boss Su's husband?"

The torrential rain fell in panic, and when he asked these words directly, the whole flower hall froze.

Bai Min and Xu Ze frowned tightly, anxious in their hearts, they all only stared at Fu Ling.

Fu Gezi remained calm.

There was even a smile in his eyes.

Is this treasurer Liu quite discerning?

Xie's engraving workshop has a future.

The young man took a sneak peek, but didn't wait for a reply.

Xu Zezheng frowned angrily: Boss Su probably wasn't with someone surnamed Fu, so where did the boy come from to offend Boss Su like this?

Bai Min was only secretly angry: What nonsense!How could Boss Su be engaged to a man surnamed Fu!

Fu Ling didn't speak.

This weird scene...

No, I remember the order correctly.

Is the shopkeeper cheating on me?

Didn't it mean that Boss Su's fiancé is in the store and looks as good-looking as him?

All three are pretty good looking...which one is it?

No one spoke, and the young and confused boy was anxious and wronged.

The strong wind blew the lanterns under the eaves shaking, Su Yao realized in a moment, and quickly stepped forward to push back: "Perhaps there is a misunderstanding, I haven't engaged yet... probably I made a mistake, I can't talk about it now Regarding these matters, did you remember the instructions wrongly?"

As soon as Su Yao opened his mouth, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly relaxed a little.

The boy was very startled, and hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I offended Boss Su! I was confused, I thought..."

Bai Min's face turned pale, but when he looked at the mahogany-carved gift box, he felt a little lost in an instant;

The loneliness in Xu Ze's eyes is even worse;

Although Fu Ling expected that Su Yao would explain, there was a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

But the loss is only fleeting.

It's okay, although I haven't abducted, but you haven't either?

The three of them all thought of this, looked at each other provocatively, and staggered noblely and coldly.

Su Yao turned his back to them, and didn't see Yihuating's eyes.

This boy is not good enough, since Su Yao said so, he hastily apologized repeatedly.

Su Yao had no choice but to hold him down, and smiled again: "Is it because shopkeeper Liu entrusted you to another family, and you have forgotten it? Think about it carefully, and don't delay the business."

The boy was blushing and ashamed, and just bowed his head: "It's all my fault, offend Boss Su. Boss Su, don't argue with me. If you feel uncomfortable, just send someone to tell my shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper will deal with me... ...and...there are three other sons..."

The boy didn't dare to raise his eyes when he thought of the three black faces just now.

Su Yao comforted him a few words, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's better for them to talk, and they won't embarrass you."

really?

The boy couldn't believe it.

The one with the most outstanding looks is obviously not a good person at first glance.

Su Yao is probably the only one in the world who thinks Fu Gezi is a good person.

Still a person with a cold face and a warm heart.

Even Fu Gezi's younger brother complained about his own brother's evil intentions.

Su Yao comforted the young servant again in a warm voice, sent him away, and returned to the flower hall, feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, being regarded as that kind of relationship...

However, according to Su Yao's temperament, if there is nothing to do, just explain it clearly and generously.

But this time, for some reason, she felt a little... shy.

The weird feeling came again.

Su Yao suppressed for the time being, regained his composure, simply brushed off the situation, glanced at the table, and said with a smile: "Please trouble Uncle Wu to inform Qi Bo again, and bring some refreshments."

Hearing this, Xu Ze frowned again: "How long is Mr. Fu going to live here?"

Fu Ling smiled slightly: "I have to wait until the house is repaired."

Bai Min asked, "When will it be repaired?"

"Look at what God means."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows confidently, "It's like today's weather, no matter how skillful a craftsman is, he can't repair it, right?"

After finishing speaking, he smiled lightly, leaving behind two helpless dark angers.

Su Yao picked up the walnut cake again, but saw Qi Bo coming, and whispered in Su Yao's ear in a slightly embarrassed way: "Master, there are only these snacks at home. I wanted to buy them, but it happened to be raining today..."

Su Yao paused for a while.

The rest of the people understood when they saw that Qi Bo only brought two pots of tea.

Bai Min hurriedly said, "No need, I'm not an outsider, so I don't need Boss Su to treat me like this."

He only mentioned himself. In order to avoid being classified as an "outsider", Xu Ze also said: "Boss Su is too polite, there are still more melons and fruits on the table."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Uncle Qi will stay and take care of him, and ask Uncle Wu to go out and help buy some?"

This is easy to say.

That's the beauty of living together.

Bai Min and Xu Ze were guests after all, and they were secretly upset upon hearing this.

But Su Yao didn't treat Fu Ling as an outsider: "How can you work hard for Mr. Fu? Cheng'an should go."

Just about to call someone, Qi Bo had no choice but to remind: "Ah Yan is leaving school, Cheng An will pick him up."

Su Yao paused, but Xu Ze got up.

He has been very well behaved since he was a child, there is no refreshment at the master's house, and his nephew is out of school, although Su Yao didn't intend to drive him away, and he regarded him as a familiar friend, but he is still a guest after all, so it is not easy to sit still.

Bai Min thought the same as him.

He was a little unwilling, so he had to get up, and finally thought: "Is your hand really all right?"

Su Yao couldn't help apologizing for the poor hospitality first, and then smiled: "It's not a big deal. I didn't hurt my muscles and bones. It's a laborious time for Dr. Bai. Thank you, Dr. Bai."

Bai Min nodded and was concerned again: "You don't need to thank me. If you feel unwell, just send someone to call me. There are a lot of cold patients in Ji Ren Tang, so try not to come, just call me. This summer is rainy and windy, and It’s Ji Chao, even though you’re already well…”

Su Yao hasn't seen Bai Min for half a month.

At this moment, Doctor Bai recalled the words he hadn't instructed before, and the doctor's thoughts came up for a while, and he reminded him about everything in detail.

Zibo wrote down one by one.

Seeing people off all the way, Xu Ze couldn't get in the way. He only asked before leaving the door: "If the ointment I gave Boss Su is useful, just use it."

Su Yao was about to return it to him: "I really don't need it, and it's not cheap to think about it, you..."

Xu Ze showed a faint smile: "Boss Su doesn't need to miss me anymore. You persuaded me earlier, and I figured it out. These days, there are a few wealthy families looking for someone to paint, and they have more money. It's just..."

He was silent for a moment: "After all, it is contrary to the teaching of my grandfather, so it is not easy to name it."

After all, Xu Ze is still a bit of a literati.

Su Yao smiled gently: "Let's live like this for the time being, and when the embroidered books are sold out, we will be rich again."

Then he thought again: "Is there a solution to the auditing in Qingshi Academy?"

Xu Ze raised his eyebrows, and finally showed some youthful spirit in his depression: "It will be over in one session. Master Xu also said that the autumn is approaching, let me go to the lecture earlier."

Think again and again: "I plan to stop painting after I embroider the book."

In today's world, writing story books, selling calligraphy, and painting are not the right way to make a living, and getting into an official position through the imperial examination is the right way for a scholar.

Xu Ze was interested in this, Su Yao naturally encouraged, and joked: "Mr. Xu promised to give me the painting earlier, but he broke his promise."

Xu Ze looked into his clear eyes, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Boss Su's painting is the most important thing to me, and I have finished it long ago."

His nature is not as gentle and calm as Xie Lang's, and he is not as free and easy as Bai Min's. He is always ready to talk about his youthful love, leaving a sentence "I will send it to Boss Su another day", and hurried away.

Su Yao went back by himself.

There is also a big pigeon sitting in the flower hall.

Pigeon was jealous of herself again, because Su Yao sent two rivals out.

Watching and joking all the way.

But he didn't have to leave, he couldn't enjoy this treatment.

I can only be jealous in place.

Su Yao stepped in, still apologetic: "It's true that the reception was not good today. It happened that the guests came, and there happened to be no refreshments..."

Su Yao called the two rivals in love guests.

Fu Gezi was slightly happy.

But Su Yao laughed again: "Thanks to the fact that Doctor Bai and Mr. Xu are acquaintances, don't care about it, otherwise there would be some..."

Fu Gezi's eyes sank again.

The sky was dark, and Su Yao didn't pay attention to Fu Ling's rich micro-expressions. He just looked at a table of peeled nuts, and sighed with a smile: "I didn't eat much after peeling. When my hands are ready, I just make some snacks."

Qi Bo also laughed: "The dim sum served today was bought at the Ji Xiangzhai in Taipingfang earlier, but it is still not as good as the one made by the young master."

of course.

Even if you get it in Beijing, there are few well-known stores comparable to it.

Fu Ling once again lamented that he had good eyesight, and when he was happy, he asked Fu Ke to add two more dishes tonight.

On a rainy and humid day, Fu Kelai brought cold tripe shreds, scallion fried eggs, parsley beef, and a small pot.

When Su Yao opened it, it turned out to be a pot of extremely fresh chicken soup.

The servant who delivered the food said respectfully: "On a rainy day, you should eat something warm and nourishing. Chicken soup noodles are just right, but I'm afraid the noodles will be lumpy when they are delivered all the way, so I have to invite the guest officer to cook the noodles."

It is indeed the oldest restaurant in old Beijing.

Thoughtful and meticulous.

This small dish of hot clear chicken soup is delicious and fragrant, stewed with goji berries, wild ginseng, red dates and other things, bubbling and bubbling, it is indeed a great tonic.

This has to wait for everyone to do it.

Su Yao just stood under the eaves of the backyard and looked around for a long time, but did not see Ah Yan and Cheng An coming back.

Being a little anxious, he put a large cloak on his shoulders.

Fu Ling put it on with him, and walked around in front of the person very smoothly, lowered his head slightly, and tied his clothes belt: "Although it's not the wind, it's better to avoid it."

Fu Ling is taller than him, and since he is wearing clothes, he is very close to him.

Su Yao only felt that Fu Ling's breath was brushing the broken hair on his forehead, and he was a little confused for a moment.

He involuntarily nodded to avoid it, but he saw Fu Ling's white fingertips wrapped around his belt, very close at hand.

Su Yao was embarrassed for a while, and couldn't help but take a step back, when he noticed that Fu Ling was pinching the belt of Tianqing's clothes.

Fu Ling lowered his head slightly, but there was a teasing smile in his eyes: "Boss Su, what are you hiding from?"

Yes... yes, what am I hiding from?

Su Yao didn't know how to answer for a while, so he stopped again.

Fu Ling tied his clothes slowly, looking at Su Yao's reddish ear tips, a faint smile appeared in his heart.

Just as he was about to speak a few more words of flirtation, the sound of a carriage suddenly came from outside the door.

Su Yao was going to open the door, Fu Ling had no choice but to fasten the door three times, five times and two times, and then followed.

The rain continued, but Cheng An got down from a magnificent carriage with an umbrella, and then picked up Ah Yan.

Lifting the curtain again, it was actually Shang Yunchao.

The heavy rain splashed layers of water on the ground, Shang Yunchao jumped out of the car, and a servant opened a big umbrella.

Shang Yunchao bowed his hands, and when he saw Fu Ling again, he was slightly taken aback.

Fu Ling nodded calmly.

Shang Yunchao had no choice but to suppress it, and said to Su Yao: "Boss Su is polite. It rained too much today, and Su Yan didn't bring an umbrella. I saw that Boss Su's people only brought an umbrella, so I made my own decision and left Su Yan to sit." My carriage is gone."

He also explained: "Master left me to discuss the meaning of a piece of text, which took some time and made Boss Su worry."

Su Yao smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Shang. It's raining heavily today, please trouble Mr. Shang."

After a few more words of politeness, I turned around and saw Ah Yan with an uncomfortable expression on his face: "My lord, I obviously took an umbrella with me, but I couldn't find it in all the colleges."

Maybe it was lost somewhere.

Who doesn't lose their umbrella all day at school?

Su Yao rubbed him: "Throw it away, just throw it away, as long as you come back safely."

Looking up at the sky again: "If you and Cheng An come back with the same umbrella, you will be drowned. Thank you, Young Master Shang this time."

Ah Yan paused for a moment, and couldn't help but look back.

The gate of the courtyard was closed early, and Yun Chao had already left.

Ah Yan looked back silently, and said in a low voice, "He is kind to me, I know that."

The words were scattered in the wind and rain, and no one heard them.

Naturally, Shang Yunchao couldn't hear it either.

He only took out a half-new, not old, home-made umbrella from under the seat, and thought: If he hadn't hidden his umbrella today, Su Yan would still refuse to talk to me.

This man is really cruel, if he told me not to take care of his affairs, he really ignored him.

How can this work? There are not many people in the academy who can talk to each other.Everyone else's knowledge is so far behind, if Su Yan doesn't talk to me, I will be suffocated in the academy every day.

Shang Yunchao consciously made a good start again, thinking again, if it still rains tomorrow, come to pick him up again?

Of course Ah Yan couldn't hear him thinking.

Fu Ke came to the salty and mellow chicken soup base, he ate a big bowl hot, and drank a bowl of ginger soup with Su Yao, he felt his whole body was finally warm.

The candles were shining brightly, Su Yao sat at the counter to settle accounts, Ah Yan hesitated to speak for a while, and finally came together: "My lord...that big cloak you have today..."

Su Yao clicked on the list without looking up: "What's wrong?"

On the one hand, Ah Yan regarded himself as a junior, and he shouldn't open his mouth about adult matters, but on the other hand, his young heart was full of worries about his own Mr. Su.

After weighing one or two, he opened his mouth again: "Is... Mr. Fu put it on for you?"

Su Yao should have answered "yes" generously, but when the bright candle flickered, his heart flickered too.

He nodded his head pretentiously, and couldn't help whispering: "What's wrong?"

Ah Yan frowned slightly.

I knew it.

Qi Bo wouldn't wear that kind of flower knot, and looking at the direction, it wasn't Boss Su wearing it himself, it must be that Mr. Fu.

So soon, it all started to help with clothes.

Although Mr. Fu is a good-natured dude, Boss Su still doesn't fully know his identity.

I don't know the name yet.

Ah Yan recalled what happened to the Zhu family today, and after a pause, he could only remind Su Yao obliquely: "Have you heard about the Zhu family, my lord?"

Su Yao stopped his hand, the candle flickered, and he suddenly remembered what A Yan had said before.

Ah Yan leaned on the counter and said in a low voice: "Young master, there are some people in our hands who don't know the identity of Mr. Ben, do you want to have a brief understanding?"

Do you want to find out the identity of this Mr. Fu?

Su Yao frowned slightly and pondered for a while.

Ah Yan has always been cautious, and his worries are justified.

However, Mr. Ben has signed all the books in Su's Bookstore for many years.Either an elderly idler like Mr. Zhou Zhou, or a poor scholar like Xu Ze.

People who are serious and literate in today's world seldom make a living by doing so.

But this Mr. Fu is different.

Born in a noble family, someone in the court is an official...

But I have to go back.

Although the matter of Zhu's family is at present, there is no need to panic.Not everyone who came from a noble family has ulterior motives, and it is not a good thing to kill them all at once and avoid them.

Su Yao thought for a moment, and could only say: "Then, I, another day, have a brief chat with Mr. Fu?"