Chentan's Memories

The eighth return to Jinling to enjoy the prosperous scene at night and go to the wine shop to meet old friends

Although the rain had stopped, the thick dark clouds still persisted.It has already started, but the sky is still as gray as early morning.

Lin Lang got up amidst Tang Yushu's thunderous snoring.

Back in the East Wing, the quilt hanging on the chair last night did not dry at all, but the rainwater soaked in it became more and more even, and it was as heavy as a heavy burden.

The noble young master, who had never suffered such a crime, walked back and forth a dozen times in the same place, really not knowing how to deal with this mess.He simply ignored it, just took the pen and paper from the table and planned to go back to the West Wing.

The footsteps stopped when they reached the middle of the yard.

Lin Lang turned around again, and walked carefully step by step from the center to the east wing.After repeating this several times, I wrote down in a low voice: things come and go about five zhang.In the same way, it is measured to come and go from north to south by seven feet.

After the measurement, Lin Lang stood there thinking for a long time, always feeling something strange.

At that time Tang Yushu woke up.

Rubbing his head that was swollen and aching from the hangover, he sat up from the bed, and saw that there was paper on the edge of the bed.Looking again, there was a person crouching in front of the paper, burying his head and drawing a bunch of horizontal and vertical lines on the paper, with several circles in the middle.

Tang Yushu called out, "Lin Lang?"

"Hey..." The answer was yes, but the writing hand didn't stop at all, and the head never raised, only the red pompom swayed slightly, obviously all the thoughts were glued to the paper.

Tang Yushu poked the ball with his finger: "What are you doing?"

"Eh? You're awake..." Lin Lang stopped writing and carefully picked up the paper: "This is our initial plan for a hotpot restaurant! Come on, have a look—"

"I can't read, I can't read Sarah."

"Then I'll read it to you—red sandalwood and nanmu tables, twelve; chairs, forty-eight; copper stoves, twelve; copper pots, twelve; Jingdezhen white porcelain bowls, 48..."

"What are these?"

"The list we need to open a hot pot restaurant!" Lin Lang raised his eyebrows high, as if he was complaining to Tang Yushu "how could he ask such a stupid question".

Tang Yushu seemed to wake up from a dream: "Is it really going to open...?"

"Tsk! Otherwise, there is still a fake?" Lin Lang urged impatiently: "Be quick and clean yourself up. I just went to the town to book a carriage at noon, and it takes about three or so hours from Chentan to Jinling. Time, we have to rush there tonight."

"What are you going to Jinling for?" Tang Yushu's sleepy eyes lit up.

"Purchase the items on this list. By the way... take you to Jinling to play!"

Tang Yushu quickly got out of bed.

Along the way, Lin Lang talked about the plan of the hot pot restaurant by his side, and his attitude and expression - like a general planning a strategy, he spoke with glee, as if the restaurant had already been opened alive.

Tang Yushu didn't know too much business vocabulary, but he just listened silently.

For some reason, Tang Yushu thought of Qingyang again.

Every time when Jiangnan was mentioned in the past, the expression on Qingyang's face was the same as that of Lin Lang who was chattering now.

Tang Yushu has a leisurely and gentle nature, and he is not picky about where he wants to live—as long as he has a job to do, can earn a living, and lives in peace, that's enough.

A few years ago, the flames of war ignited in Shu, and the refugees who lost their homes fled abroad one after another.But Qingyang couldn't afford to be ill, and couldn't stand the bumps and displacement.

She was sick in bed at that time, and she would often mention to Tang Yushu those other playmates with her-"Erya and the others are going east with the Tuojiang River to join relatives in Yuzhou..."; Went to Hanzhong. Rhubarb said Hanzhong has delicious Roujiamo..."

"What about the green rice plant? Where do you want to go? When the green rice plant is cured, my brother will take you there."

"really?"

"Really."

"Then let's go to...Jiangnan!——I've heard people say that it's beautiful there!"

If asked where Jiangnan Mei is, in fact, the young Qingyang couldn't tell why.How do children understand this?I just heard some fragmentary rumors, weaving them together, fabricating a place of affection, and holding a fantasy.

Tang Yushu understood this thoroughly, but still for Qing Yang's fantasy, he planned a real plan-"Brother has killed countless enemies and made many achievements. Even the general always praises me! Wait for the battle to be fought!" It's over, I'm going to ask the general to let me go to Jiangnan."

Qing Yang kept nodding her head, her eyes were shining brightly: "Mmmm!"

——"Did you hear that?" Lin Lang raised Tang Yushu's ears with raised eyebrows: "I'm talking to you!"

Tang Yushu, whose attention was drawn back to reality, repeatedly begged for mercy: "It hurts, it hurts—what did you just say?"

"How about calling it 'Dian Jiang Lip', our hot pot restaurant!"

"I haven't read a book, as long as you think it's good." Tang Yushu nodded blindly to cooperate with Lin Lang.

"'Dianjiang Lips' is a word brand name—the original meaning is that women use vermilion lipstick to smudge their lips." Lin Lang became happier the more he thought about it, and his eyes sparkled: "I stretched out the meaning, and used it to compare people's lips after eating." The way the mouth is red from the heat after the hot pot! It is also a metaphor for the fragrance of our lips and teeth after the hot pot is eaten-you just say, is it delicate or not?"

Tang Yushu wanted to try his best to please Lin Lang's joy, so he kept nodding his head: "Exquisite!" But the unconcealed blankness on his face still discouraged Lin Lang.

"Forget it, what am I talking about with you, a vulgar bastard? I'm making fun of myself..."

Complaining, Lin Lang turned his face away.

Arriving at Jinling City was a little later than expected. Around the beginning of the Xu Dynasty, Tang Yushu and Lin Lang stayed in an exquisite inn.

He was taken all the way by the waiter to a "premium wing room". Tang Yushu only had to take a look at the exquisite furnishings inside, and Tang Yushu picked up Lin Lang and walked out.

Tang Yushu was very strong, and Lin Lang struggled for a long time before letting go of the other party's hand holding him: "What's the matter, what's the matter, isn't this room bad?"

"It's not bad, it's great!" Tang Yushu shyly said, "Does this room cost a lot for a night's sleep?"

"Eight yuan a day, very cheap!"

"Eight coins?!" Tang Yushu's eyes widened: "It's a cheap hammer! Can't stop!"

"What are you talking about with a hammer and an axe!"

"Let's go, let's change to something else, eight dollars—enough for me to work for 20 days!"

"If I don't leave, I will live here." Lin Lang was more insistent than Tang Yushu: "I have seven or eight taels scattered in my wallet! There are still 100 taels of silver bills. When the silver taels are exchanged tomorrow, there will be more money." Is there any money?"

"If you have money, you can't afford to spend it indiscriminately!"

"Don't be so annoying!" Lin Lang gave Tang Yushu a white look, then turned to the waiter and said, "This is the room!"

Lying on the soft couch and stretching his legs and feet for a long time, the fatigue was relieved a little.

Lin Lang felt grunts coming from his stomach, so he sat up and was going to ask Tang Yushu to go out together to find some food.But he saw Tang Yushu standing there, neither sitting nor sitting, just circling around in circles.

"The rent is all paid!" Lin Lang put on an expression of "it's a done deal, what can you do to me": "You can live in peace of mind!"

"Why don't you feel at ease!" Tang Yushu's brows were knotted, and he had a serious face: "Everything here is so delicate, I have rough hands and feet, what should I do if I break it? "

Lin Lang couldn't help breathing out of his nose, and wanted to make fun of Tang Yushu: When my friends in Jinling used to go out with me, they all wanted me to spend money;It's really a living injustice...

The teasing words passed his mind and before he could blurt out, Lin Lang swallowed them back into his stomach.

— After all, after careful calculation, it seems that I am more like a "taken advantage"... right?

After successfully figuring out his own character setting, Lin Lang raised his eyes to look at Tang Yushu who was sulking over there.

For some reason, the corners of his mouth raised up inexplicably.

Tang Yushu saw Lin Lang's subtle expression, and was still glaring: "Just laugh at me!"

Lin Lang shook his head and stood up from the bed: "Let's go, let's go eat something good!"

Hearing that the meal was good, Tang Yushu's brows relaxed a little.

"It's almost midnight...can I have something to eat?"

"This is Jinling City, not Chentan." Returning to this extremely familiar place, Lin Lang consciously gave birth to a landlord style: "Zishi is the beginning of Jinling's grand night..."

Sure enough, as Lin Lang said - after walking out of the inn, Tang Yushu saw the brilliant lights of Jinling, the city that never sleeps.Although it is late at night, business and travel are still converging between the streets and Qu, and the flow of people is crowding shoulder to shoulder.

Walking all the way, there are taverns and restaurants on both sides, with various categories from all over the world, and the colorful signboards are overlapping and charming, and there is no repetition at all.

"There is no hot pot!" Lin Lang said triumphantly, "We just seized the opportunity!"

Tang Yushu scratched his eyebrows: "Sichuan and Chongqing rely on water to live, and the humidity is heavy, so people like to eat hot pot... If it is put in the south of the Yangtze River, will anyone really like it?"

"Don't be so unconfident! When food was first invented, it was affected by the climate environment of a specific region, as well as human customs. But these forces are not a limitation, but a unique style exclusive to this food. Just Like this store—”

Following Lin Lang's finger, the two stopped in front of a bustling shop.Tang Yushu looked up at the signboard, only to see that in addition to the Chinese characters he could not understand, there were also some incomprehensible foreign characters.

Then I heard Lin Lang introduce: "This shop is considered famous in Jinling, and I have eaten there many times. This is a noodle shop - it is different from the Yangchun noodles sold by Uncle Wang. They operate in Longyou Longyou has a high terrain and is full of Gobi desert, and delicate grains are not easy to grow, so the people there grow wheat to grind flour, so the main food is pasta—there are also many types of pasta, such as strips, noodles Tablets, etc...these foods, which were invented to cope with the terrain and climate, are still very popular in Jinling.”

"... Oh." Tang Yushu rubbed his nose with a dazed expression.

Lin Lang knew that he didn't understand, so he gave an example to demonstrate: "One of the Longyou pasta is the most amazing—it's called 'nang', which is a bit like dried sesame seed cakes. At first, it was because the people in Longyou were used to cooking in the wilderness. Naan was invented as an easy-to-carry ration for long-distance trekking. So you must think that this naan was originally a food for tongue, so how can it be called a gourmet food? , although it lacks toughness and taste, it has a more rough flavor. So once it was introduced to Jinling, it quickly became a special dish——I like to order another example of mutton soup, which is broken into pieces and soaked in it. "

After listening to Lin Lang's long analysis, Tang Yushu showed a look of admiration: "You know a lot!"

"That's natural, I'm a person who has walked the Silk Road!" Lin Lang looked proudly at Tang Yushu's Adam's apple when he swallowed his saliva: "How... do you want to eat?"

"Think!" Tang Yushu, who had been read through his thoughts, smiled shyly, scratched the back of his head and nodded like a pest.

Lin Lang also let out a "puchi" laugh: "No! Since you are in Jinling, I will take you to eat Jinling's specialties."

So Tang Yushu was led around by Lin Lang and brought to an exquisite private house.

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary house.But as Lin Lang went in through the side door together, Tang Yushu discovered that there was a special world in the courtyard—there were tables and chairs arranged in front of the porch under the eaves, and there were almost no empty seats. People exchanged glasses and enjoyed delicious food and wine leisurely.

Ignoring Tang Yushu yelling "too much, it's so expensive!", Lin Langwu ordered seven or eight dishes, sent Xiaoer out, and began to explain this private restaurant to Tang Yushu: " This restaurant is one of my favorites, with authentic Jinling flavor. The shopkeeper was originally a prince of the capital, but because he preferred Jinling cuisine, he raised a group of cooks and opened a Jinling restaurant."

Tang Yushu obviously didn't care about the restaurant's financial background, so he went straight to the point and asked, "How much?"

"Just ordered a total of two taels of silver for wine and food."

Tang Yushu almost fell off the stool.

"Anyway, I've spent so many hard days in Chentan, with a total of two taels of food, don't think I'm squandering." Lin Lang obviously had a very confident attitude towards his business idea: "——Besides, Once our hot pot restaurant opens, do we still worry about not being able to make money?"

Tang Yushu had a bitter face: "I've never opened a store, so it's hard to say whether I'll make money or not."

"I don't have one either?" Lin Lang didn't seem to care about the fact that both of them had no experience, and dealt with it lightly.Asked Tang Yushu back: "What's wrong? Are you worried... that you won't do well?"

"...Is my hot pot really that delicious?"

It can be seen that Tang Yushu has no enthusiasm for the plan to open a hot pot restaurant, Lin Lang is a little sullen: "It's really delicious! I said delicious is delicious!"

Even though he was encouraged, Tang Yushu couldn't get his energy up smoothly. After a long silence, he stammered: "Actually...I...I don't..."

Lin Lang couldn't bear to listen to his hesitations, and suppressed his temper to deal with it: "Okay, don't think about it! Since I brought you here to play, you just need to enjoy the world of this big city!"

Tang Yushu muttered: "Before we fought in Chengdu, we were no worse than your Jinling..."

Although winter had just entered, the stove that had been prepared early in the cubicle was burning vigorously, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from Tang Yushu's back.Because he felt sorry for the money that Mr. Lin spent like splashing water, Tang Yushu rolled up his cuffs to his shoulders with a stinky face.

A hideous scar was exposed.

Realizing that Lin Lang's gaze stayed there, Tang Yushu blocked it with his hand and scratched unnaturally: "An arrow was hit here, and the arrow was dug out with a knife."

Lin Lang who was caught immediately turned his gaze back, but for a moment he didn't know where to look.After a while, only one sentence was thrown out: "...War is terrible, right?"

"horrible."

"Swords and guns have no eyes, how dare you..."

"The more credit you have, the more you will be rewarded...so I bit the bullet and went on."

"..." Lin Lang was silent for a moment, but Er'er raised his head again, looked straight into Tang Yushu's eyes, and asked, "But opening a restaurant is not as scary as fighting a war?"

"Different……"

Although the answer he received was as expected, Lin Lang still didn't have enough time to restrain his inexplicable temper: "The difference is whether there are any green seedlings?!"

Tang Yushu was taken aback by Lin Lang's aura, confused and didn't answer.

I saw Lin Lang sneered, and the aloof eyes that always gave people the illusion of looking down on the world became sharper in an instant: "I also have people who I don't want to let down, and I also know the pain of leaving relatives, but Is it worth it to become intimidated by it?"

"I don't want to talk about this..." Tang Yushu lowered his head to avoid Lin Lang's eyes.

"Always have to face, people are being pushed forward in life! Everything that stops in the past has become a part of the past, and will never come back in this life! If Qingyang has a spirit in the sky, knowing What do you think she would think if she became a stone, stumbling her brother's footsteps and unable to move forward?"

"..." Lin Lang's words were sharp.Tang Yushu never imagined that he could easily deal with himself who was able to easily deal with swords and swords, but he was powerless to parry before a few questions from a powerless young man.

Tang Yushu's head was lowered, his eyes were hidden under the shadow of his brow bone, so that Lin Lang couldn't recognize his emotions at the moment.

A moment later, when he realized that he might have touched Tang Yushu's inviolable bottom line again, he also saw Tang Yushu standing up silently, leaving himself and walking out.

Although the other party's reaction was expected, Lin Lang still didn't have enough time to prepare himself to bow his head and apologize.

Tang Yushu's footsteps gradually drifted away, and finally merged with the laughter, noise, and the sound of pushing and changing cups outside.

"...It's just my own wishful thinking." Lin Lang sighed and rubbed his temples: "In his life, he had no intention of opening a shop to make money—everyone wants different things, but I put my own wishes Forced on him... and my father's face is no different."

The interest in eating, drinking and having fun also dissipated without a trace.

But thinking that since all the money has been spent, let's just wait a while... Even if he follows up at this moment, it will only make Tang Yushu unhappy.

He took a deep breath, but he didn't relieve the dull feeling in his chest: "My bad temper... When can I change it..."

I don't know what happened outside, and suddenly several sharp female voices were raised, making a noise and chaos.The restless Lin Lang was about to get up and close the door of the cubicle when the first dish was served.

Lin Lang casually said, "Why are you so noisy?"

"It seems that two guests are arguing." Xiaoer said with a smile: "But I have already persuaded, young master, take care of it."

Ben was just complaining casually, Lin Lang was not in the mood of gossiping to find out the whole story of the dispute.But vaguely heard the little girl muttering:

—— "It's not good to provoke anyone, Miss Hua."

"?" Lin Lang turned pale with shock: "Which Miss Hua...ah no, Miss Hua?"

"Which Miss Hua is there in Jinling?" Seeing that the guest seemed to be interested, Xiaoer started talking happily: "Miss Hua has reserved a cubicle today—it's downstairs—with all the daughters of officials and dignitaries. What kind of flower viewing party are you doing? It’s already winter, where did the flowers come from? It’s not just looking for a name to play around—just now, I don’t know who knows what to do, suddenly broke into someone’s cubicle and quarreled with them stand up……"

There was a clamor outside the window at this moment, Lin Lang immediately walked to the window, only peeking through the crack of the window.

First, there is the familiar figure—Hua Liangxu, the daughter of Huafu.

She put on a dignified and quiet smile, standing in the middle of the incident.And the chattering ones who launched the offensive on her behalf were the daughters of other families beside her.Many of them were familiar faces.

Lin Lang was wondering what kind of person it was that could argue with that dainty Miss Hua?Simply open the window slit wider.

I saw another familiar figure standing opposite the group of women.His face was flushed because of anger, but he didn't know how to refute those eloquent women, saying it was a quarrel, but the scene looked like he was being scolded.

—— "Tang Yushu?!"

The surprise in my heart was not restrained, and I shouted out with the powerful breath gushing out of my dantian subconsciously.

After recovering, he hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands, but it didn't help.

So many pairs of eyes downstairs turned around.

Lin Lang was sure that he was not mistaken—the exquisite smile of Hua Liangxu, which had never changed for thousands of years, suddenly condensed when his eyes met.