Dressed as Tang Bohu

"Master, it's Miss Xu's letter again." Yetang opened the window and let the gray bird with the envelope come in, pouted, "This is the third letter, and I haven't replied to her, but she is so considerate, There must be a conspiracy! Young master, don't be fooled by her rhetoric."

"You care too much." Tang Ziwei didn't even look at her, he just unfolded the letter and read it carefully, then put it beside the porcelain bowl in front of him.

"I, I'm not doing this for the sake of the young master..." Ye Tang muttered, turning his face away a little dissatisfied, but suddenly saw the little gray bird with its wings folded and landed on the edge of Tang Ziwei's bowl. His eyes widened: "Master, look at that bird!"

"What?" Tang Ziwei swept his gaze along the direction Ye Tang was looking at, and fell silent after a while.

I saw the little gray bird clasping its paws on the mouth of the bowl, its neck twitching, and its short beak pecking at the bowl of gruel. From time to time, it would turn its head sideways to see Tang Ziwei's reaction, seeing that he was not moving. , before continuing to bury your head and eat hard.

Yetang anxiously wanted to drive it away, but Tang Ziwei raised his hand to stop him, "Let it eat, did you forget to prepare some food for it?"

"People don't have to eat, how can there be food to feed it!" Yetang was still unwilling, but as soon as the words came out, he knew that he had said something wrong, and quickly shut up and bowed his head, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

Tang Ziwei frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

As far as he knew, the Tang family had been running for many years and still had some savings. Although they were struggling after the burial of their mother, Qiu's family, and the restaurant business was not good, they could still survive.But now, it's only been a few days since Huafang and Xu Su parted ways that day, how could it be like this?

"This..." Yetang was still thinking about how to fool the past, but when he raised his eyes to meet Tang Ziwei's gaze, he panicked and opened his mouth and said, "Isn't it because our house was burglarized the day before yesterday, and Uncle Quan slept in bed that night?" I'm so mature, I didn't expect that a thief would come to steal our things. The silver taels, some valuables, and a few paintings of the young master are gone, only a few pieces of jewelry from the old lady are left. In the jar There is still some food left, but it will probably bottom out in less than half a month... This is what Young Master Zizhong didn't want me to tell you, saying that he didn't want to worry Young Master."

After hearing her words, Tang Ziwei frowned even tighter, "Then is there any trace of the thief?"

Yetang opened his mouth, closed it again, and shook his head with a heavy expression.

"So there is nothing we can do? Just let him steal our things and get away with it?" Tang Ziwei asked.

"Master Zizhong said that he will find a way to revive the restaurant within half a month. Everything will be fine when he makes money." Yetang looked at Tang Ziwei's expressionless face and repeated it dryly. Tang Shen's words.

"Okay, very good." Tang Ziwei almost laughed out of anger.

He suddenly stood up from the chair, making Little Grayfinch and Yetang tremble in fright, and looked over tremblingly with four round eyes.Tang Ziwei stretched the hem of his clothes, and walked out calmly.

Yetang and the gray sparrow looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard "Peng!" outside.

Yetang's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly walked to the door and poked out half of her head, "Master, are you alright?"

In the porch, Tang Ziwei was bending over to pick up a sunken bamboo basket, and another fell in the middle of the yard, and a big hole had already been broken.He put the bamboo basket in his hand back to the wall properly, patted it lightly, turned around and smiled, "It's okay, I accidentally knocked it down." After finishing speaking, he continued to walk forward.

Yetang swallowed, what kind of accident could knock the bamboo basket by the wall into the middle of the yard?She ran to the yard and picked up the bamboo basket. Looking at Tang Ziwei's back, she felt a little apprehensive.

On the other hand, Tang Ziwei calmed down quickly. The appearance of a thief was an unexpected loss. Although this led to the extremely bad situation at present, it is true that there is no way to find out the thief in this ancient society with three things for the time being. little thief.In this way, as Tang Shen said, we can only make money and solve life problems first.

Tang Ziwei thought about it, but felt a little irritable.He doesn't have any skills that can be used to make money. Could it be that he wants to sell calligraphy and paintings?

Not to mention whether Tang Yin's current reputation can withstand the spoilage of his peddling, just say that he looks like a bohu in three points now, but still has the sharp hand calligraphy of his previous life, which is not suitable for spreading to the public. Many people saw it.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, but it was only a moment.As soon as Tang Ziwei walked around the corner, he met two people head-on.

Two people he had never met, but knew very well.

"Brother Xizhe, Zhengming." Tang Ziwei stopped and saluted the two of them.

"It's been a while since I saw you, but you've become more polite?" The man called Xi Zhe was wearing a big pink robe and a tall hat, and his right hand had one more finger than ordinary people Come.He looked like he was in his 30s, with a straight face, but he had a small bunch of pointed beards on his chin, which combined with the playful winking on his face, seemed a bit absurd.

But the other person who was walking with him was neatly dressed and behaved cautiously, the complete opposite.Even if the people in the company made fun of Tang Ziwei's casual bow, he still returned the salute meticulously according to the etiquette, and asked: "How is Ziwei these days?"

Tang Ziwei found it interesting, so he asked back, "What do you think of me?"

Wen Hui knew that it was rare for him to salute once, and he was used to not playing cards according to common sense at this time, so he kept quiet as usual.Sure enough, Zhu Zhishan took over the conversation.

I saw him looking Tang Ziwei up and down, shaking his head and saying: "I see your face is thin, your complexion is white with blue, and blue with red. There is a little bit of charm in the eyebrows and eyes, but there is more He is very fierce, not like a passer-by in the mortal world, but like a man who is robbed in the sky. What I can say now is not reliable, but I can only be sure of one thing."

"Which point are you talking about?"

"You, you want to have good luck!" Zhu Zhishan pointed at Tang Ziwei fiercely, then laughed and stopped him on the shoulder, "Let's go, haven't you had meat for a long time? Brother will take you to drink flower wine."

Tang Ziwei thought he was going to say something, but he didn't expect such an answer, so he couldn't laugh or cry.

He pulled Zhu Zhishan's arm from his shoulder, and said slowly: "I can't do it today, I have a worry, if I don't solve it, I'm afraid I have no intention of having fun."

"Is there anything that can't be solved by drinking and composing poems?" Zhu Zhishan smiled, "Today I heard that the Yanyu Pavilion invited an opera singer from the capital, why don't you come and appreciate it?"

Tang Ziwei was about to decline again, but Wen Huiming, who was standing by the side all the time, nodded his head and echoed, "For Ziwei, there is nothing that drinking and composing poems can't solve."

Tang Ziwei's movements stopped, and the expression on his face calmed down a little bit, as if he was concentrating on something.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, raised his hand and patted Zhu Zhishan's shoulder, "Brother Xizhe is right, drink wine and compose poetry! Let's go drink flower wine!"

***

Go away in high spirits, and return drunk.

Tang Ziwei said goodbye to those two people at the door of the house, staggered and slammed into the door, and before he could walk a few steps, Tang Shen, who came over after hearing the sound, skillfully carried him into a frame.

"Brother, where did you go to drink again? I asked Yetang to cook some porridge for you?"

Tang Shen supported Tang Ziwei to walk in, and felt Tang Ziwei's body stiffen on his shoulders, and then quickly leaned up in a familiar posture.The person next to his ear exhaled warm breath with the smell of alcohol, his voice was a bit vague, but still clear: "No need, there is no food left at home, what porridge do you have?"

Tang Shen paused, "You know?"

Tang Ziwei let out a soft snort, but didn't answer his words, and asked instead: "Does your restaurant still have customers?"

"Brother Ziwei, I don't want you to be distracted. I will solve the restaurant's business problems, you—" Tang Shen looked serious, but was interrupted by Tang Ziwei.

"Three days. Three days later, Zhengming and I will hold a poetry meeting at Tangji Restaurant. You should prepare more wine and dishes. If there are guests, don't let them in easily."

While Tang Ziwei was speaking, the two had already reached the door of the room.Tang Shen still didn't realize it, and his face was stunned, "Brother, do you want to make it more lively and attract people to our restaurant? This, this is a good idea!"

Tang Ziwei propped himself up from his shoulders, swayed a few times, and stood firm, "I just want to invite people to drink and have fun. You can think about the plan yourself." After finishing speaking, he walked away Entering the room, he slammed the door behind him.Looking at his face again, there was still a trace of drunkenness, a pair of slightly narrow eyes were bright, as if he was a little more sober than other times.

Tang Shen, who was outside the door, was still standing where he was, thinking joyfully while being moved.

The hands beside him clenched and loosened, and finally clenched into fists, "Brother helped me so much, this time, I will never let him down again!"