I opened a bookstore in ancient times

Su Yao was stunned for a moment, but before he went up to say hello to Fu Gezi, he ran into Master Lu Shan of Qingshi Academy.

Lu Yu was nearly sixty years old, with a broad heart and a fat body, with kind eyebrows. He had been the head of the mountain here for more than ten years.

Located in the old Beijing, Qingshi Academy is known as the "Small National Academy". Lu Yu is a highly respected generation of Confucian scholars, with disciples all over the temple.

The original owner has studied here, and he is very knowledgeable, and he also appreciates the original owner.

Su Yao cupped his hands together: "I haven't seen Master for a while, and everything is fine, Master." He lifted the yam cake in his hand: "Last time I saw that Master likes to eat it, so I made some this time, and I will give it to you to satisfy your gluttony."

"Hide quickly."

Lu Yu blocked it, and quickly looked around furtively, "Don't let your mistress see it. She thinks I'm fat again."

Lu Yu's body is slightly fat, and after a year, he becomes more and more round.

Su Yao smiled and said in a low voice, "Sir, you have a good appetite and your health is the most important thing."

"I've always eaten well." Lu Yu smiled, and looked Su Yao up and down again, "Your complexion is much better than before."

He joked again: "If you don't want to study, you are at ease."

Su Yao bowed his head slightly: "It's the students who are incompetent and cannot get the title on the gold list."

The original owner was a very good student, but last year he fell due to illness.

"Hey, what's the point?"

Lu Yu patted him on the shoulder, "It's a good thing to be self-motivated, but a lifetime of fame is a cloud after all. You are young, so what's the matter if you take the Jinshi exam and die?"

When he said this, his expression was a little hesitant.

After a short pause, he said again: "Speaking of which, although your body is weak, you are not like this. At that time you were suddenly seriously ill, and I was quite..."

Well, the original owner has been physically weak since childhood, with weak blood and Qi, but he used to be able to study at his desk five or six hours a day.

But when Su Yao woke up, his body was too weak to get up.

What happened in Beijing that caused the original owner to suddenly fall ill and fail the exam when he was about to take the exam?

Su Yao recalled the last entry in the original owner's diary: "People's hearts are repeatedly cold, which makes me even more frightened."

According to the extremely low admission rate of the imperial examination, it is always good to have one less competitor.

All the candidates in Beijing are of the same year, and they are also opponents.When he becomes an official in the future, he may still be a life-and-death political enemy.

Su Yao sighed silently.

It is very difficult to live in the intriguing environment of the court.

Before the original owner even stepped in, he was plotted to this point.

Not only that, Su Yao, as someone who has read the original book, also knows that there will be bloody storms in the next three to five years.

Since the original owner has a cold heart about his official career, it is not impossible to be a carefree person in the countryside, avoid disasters, and be safe and happy.

Su Yao quickly calmed down and smiled, "It's the students who didn't take good care of themselves. Left and right have returned to their hometowns, and the students will be able to be a small businessman with peace of mind from now on."

"It's fine."

Lu Yu just mentioned it, seeing that Su Yao refused to delve into it, that's all.

"However, now that you've settled down—"

He changed the subject and laughed until he saw his teeth and eyes, "You are not too young anymore. If you are not going to be an official, you should think about life-long affairs earlier. Although you can't marry a noble girl in Beijing, we people in old Beijing can't marry you." It’s not bad—do you have someone you like? Whose family do you like? Your teacher’s wife and I will propose marriage for you..."

The elders throughout the ages like to urge marriage.

Lu Shanchang had a gossipy and enthusiastic face, and Su Yao couldn't stand it anymore.

Thinking of my baby, I feel even more melancholy.

He was about to look for an opportunity to evade and leave, but someone came up at this moment: "Brother Su?"

Su Yao looked back, but it was an acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The weather has been warm and sunny these days, and the willow leaves are growing new.Xie Lang Suyi's long robe, his square eyebrows and eyes softened a bit under the clear sun.

He is the master of Qingshi Academy. He greeted Lu Yu first, and then looked at Su Yao: "It has been half a year since the first year of last year. Brother Su seems to be in better spirits. I just thought I recognized the wrong person. When I went back to my hometown to attend the funeral, I was with you." When we said goodbye, you were still very ill."

The Xie family and the original owner's family are family friends, and the two are good friends.

After all, Xie Lang and that Miss Xie's family are still cousins.

Su Yao once again suppressed the baby's thoughts and did not mention it, and cupped his hands and said: "Brother Xie looks down a lot, the deceased is gone, brother Xie, take care."

A trace of sadness could not help but flash across Xie Lang's upright and handsome face.

He sighed softly: "Zining passed away suddenly, I'm really...I'm in a bad mood, I made Brother Su laugh."

He seemed to be suppressing his thoughts, and then he gave a relieved smile: "The doctor advised me to go out for a walk more often. When I go back to the academy, I can see that brother Su is well and looks better than before. It's a blessing."

Xie Langsheng had a pair of black jade-like pupils, with deep eyes, and when he looked at people intently, he always had a kind and tolerant feeling.

Like his temperament, gentle and calm.

The spring light in February fell on the branches and treetops. Lu Yu looked at the situation of the two people in front of him, pursed his lips, and smiled knowingly and cheerfully: "You two talk first, and we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's catch up. You chat, you chat, I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

He turned to leave, but gave a look to the dining hall.

Su Yao saw that Fu Gezi, who was waiting in the beef noodle line, frowned suddenly, got up and left without saying a word.

Why, did the head of the mountain have something to say to Fu Gezi?

Su Yao didn't know, these two people were quite familiar.

What is the origin of this Fu Hetai?

He glanced curiously, but Fu Ling suddenly turned his head and met his eyes.

Su Yuanyuan cupped his hands and smiled kindly.

Fu Ling's eyes fell on Xie Lang who was nearby again.

Instead, he looked him over, nodded indifferently, and left with an unclear expression.

Uncle Wu hurriedly saluted and walked away quickly.

Xie Lang lowered his voice at the side: "Do you know Mr. Fu?"

Su Yao became even more curious: "How do you know his surname is Fu?"

"There was a time when the head of the mountain called for someone to invite him. I heard it. I don't know this person. He and the head of the mountain seem to be old acquaintances, and we often see each other."

Xie Lang frowned lightly: "I thought it was some hermit scholar, could it be?"

"It's okay." Su Yao smiled slightly, "He is Mr. Ben from my family."

Xie Lang was surprised: "Mr. Huaben?"

After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked again: "Could it be...that Mr. Hetai?"

This time it was Su Yao's turn to be surprised: "Brother Xie really has sharp eyes."

The sun was shining down from the sky. When Su Yao said this, he tilted his head slightly, just to meet the sun slantingly, his eyes were reflected brightly and clearly, showing fresh curiosity.

Xie Lang was taller than him, and he lowered his head to meet this look, his heart suddenly moved, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched a little because of the inexplicable vanity exaggerated by his "sharp eyes".

He calmed down, lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "Just look at that man's high-spirited manner, if he is only Mr. Huaben, he must be like Mr. Hetai."

High-spirited?

Gao Hua fell at first glance.

When it is said that the wontons are sticking to the teeth of the previous night, it is not noble at all.

Live like a rascal.

Su Yao would not ruin other people's reputation, so he was slandered twice, and then he talked with Xie Lang about today's intention.

"I also said that Mrs. Zhu in the dining hall seems to have opened up recently. I learned it from you."

Xie Lang teased him, "I have to go to your house for a few more meals. I went to Beijing to take the exam, and your cooking skills have improved."

"I'm afraid Mr. Xie is very busy and doesn't have time to come to me." Su Yao smiled, turned and went to the back kitchen.

At this time, it was not yet lunch time, but the students who had no class had already formed a long queue in front of a stall in the dining hall.

I think I'm waiting for beef noodles.

Xie Lang, an approachable young talent, has a very good reputation among the students, so he was at the end of the queue, chatting and laughing with all the young students.

It really is the cultural atmosphere of a first-class university.

Su Yao's destination was the cafeteria of this first-class university.

There are not many students in Qingshi Academy, and there are only five or six cooks in the dining hall.

Zhu Niangzi was taking a large spoonful of hot oil from the pot, turned around and poured it into the mahogany bowl filled with chili powder, the hot hot oil sizzled, arousing a strong and choking chili aroma.

She sprinkled a layer of white sesame seeds, and then looked up to see Su Yao, and said happily, "Boss Su, come quickly, the chili you bought the day before yesterday is very good, and the chili oil you make is more fragrant every time, and it's still not spicy."

"May the lady become more proficient."

Su Yao smiled, and looked at the fresh and tender chopped garlic and coriander, "When I came in, I saw a long queue outside."

A small servant praised: "Originally, there were only a few dishes in the dining hall, and many students and wives went out to eat. Now they are all queuing up to wait for the noodles to be cooked."

"Although the daily meal expenses are limited, there is not much money left for this noodle, and we can't cook a few bowls, but everyone still comes to wait every day."

"I wish my lady, there will be no leftovers every day."

This time, only one person in the canteen asked for leave, so Madam Zhu took the opportunity to invite Su Yao to help out and give some advice.

But on this side, Su Yao saw that Mrs. Zhu was already proficient.

He turned around, saw that there was nothing to blame, and only joked: "I originally planned to have a taste, but it seems that I don't have a share. I'd better help."

Everyone knew from Mrs. Zhu that Su Yao was an expert, and they just waited for him to show his skills, but after all, Mrs. Zhu was too embarrassed to make him work around, so she only picked a clean job for Su Yao in the end.

After she greeted the canteen steward, Su Yao rolled up her sleeves, put on an apron, and stood in front of the stall.

A one-time experience as a canteen worker.

The lunch bell of Qingshi Academy was ringing loudly, and after three strikes, the dining hall opened.

A boy in Tsing Yi with a round face was at the front of the line: "I want a bowl of capillary with meat."

Zhu Niangzi quickly tore open a noodle behind the screen, pulled it into a very thin capillary noodle, and fished it out in the boiling water.

Su Yao poured clear beef bone soup, arranged white radish slices, a few more slices of fresh beef, and finally sprinkled green garlic and coriander, and a spoonful of fresh chili oil.

After the wooden bowl was filled, the chopsticks were handed over, and the steaming bowl of Jindo Ramen was taken away.

The bone broth is mellow, the chili is fragrant, the noodles are firm, and the radish slices are sweet and refreshing.

Su Yao also had stewed eggs, shredded radish and potato in cold salad, as well as a buffet of salt and vinegar.

Later, if the students want something, they will also serve it.

Today, the students of Qingshi Academy lined up in a long line, from a distance, I could only see a new boy in the canteen.

Born beautiful and handsome, with gentle manners and a frail appearance of a scholar, standing among the pots and pans is particularly pleasing to the eye.

It is human nature to be lustful, Mu Shaoai.

There were already curious discussions among the students, and these small whispers fell into Xie Lang's heart, causing waves after layers of waves.

He pursed his lips and smiled all the way listening to these whispers, stood between the lines and waited for an unknown how long, and finally stood in front of Su Yao.

Su Yao looked up and couldn't help smiling.

The corner of Xie Lang's mouth raised slightly: "Is there a bowl left for me?"

"Just one bowl." Madam Zhu raised her voice.

The students behind Xie Lang scattered in disappointment, complaining to each other in twos and threes about who was dragging the delay, only Xie Lang was left standing in front of the stalls.

Madam Zhu poked her head out from behind the screen, and seeing that she was an acquaintance, she smiled and said, "I'll go clean my hands, and I'll come right away. It's too hot right now."

At noon, the weather turned warm.

Watching the steaming boiling water pot, Su Yao's forehead also broke out in sweat.

It was inconvenient for him to use his hands, just about to raise his sleeve to wipe it, Xie Lang stopped him and said with a smile: "Brother Su will be working at noon today, let me wipe it for you."

Su Yao responded, Xie Lang had just raised his hand and lightly pressed on Su Yao's forehead when he suddenly noticed a person standing at the door of the dining hall.

Fu Ling's tall figure stood at the entrance of the dining hall, looking at Su Yao and Xie Lang with a vague expression.

The sun poured down from behind him, and reflected on the ground, it was a black shadow.

Su Yao keenly noticed that Fu Gezi's face was a little dark.