Ma Xianglan's song ended, and the snow wave also came down from the upstairs with a happy face.

The scribes then asked, "Master, can you ask Cijie to show up?" ”

"Yes, yes, since Daddy is here, Jie must be around."

"Unfortunately, Xiao Zhao's donor is not at home today." Since Xuelang has benefited, he naturally wants to eliminate disasters for others.

"But it doesn't matter, as long as you come to eat here, you will meet him sooner or later."

Sure enough, it is a short hand and a short mouth, and the monk Xuelang actually solicits business for the hotel in a cheesy manner.

"He is not here when the restaurant opens, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet it in the future." The guests were quite disappointed and said in a huff. "Alas, we are coming again, and we are also coming for Miss Ma."

Xue Lang looked a little cold, and said in his heart that if he smashed the extremely fresh signboard, how could he do Zhao Shizhu's 'Qin Shiyue' and 'Lingshangyun'? He coughed lightly and said: "Don't be impatient, although Xiao Zhao is not there, he left a poem for the guests." ”

"That's great, take it out and let us open our eyes!" The guests were in high spirits.

"Listen, everybody." Xue Lang straightened his clothes, and recited aloud with emotion:

"The immortals and Buddhas have not yet succeeded, and they only know that the night is uneven."

After listening to the first couplet, the scribes whispered: "This time it's a poem......

After speaking, everyone sat down in a precarious position, silent. The attitude of words to convey feelings, poems and words, and to listen to poems and appreciate words are completely different.

"The wind canopy is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with Bo Xing's name......" Xue Lang chanted in a low voice.

The atmosphere in the lobby was solemn, and everyone's faces were solemn.

I listened to Xue Lang chant the second half of the que:

"Nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are scholars. Mo is sad because of the poems, and the spring birds and autumn insects make their own sounds! ”

After the whole poem was recited, no one cheered in the hall for a long time, and everyone sat there, thinking about their own thoughts.

Zhao Shouzheng sat there, unconsciously his face was full of tears, although he had read this poem once, but listening to Xue Lang's recitation, he still couldn't help but feel sad.

This is what my son wrote to me. This is a half-life portrayal of my Zhao Shouzheng, wow......'

"What a 'useless scholar', this is what Zhao Gongzi wrote to us......" Those guests also had sour noses, and many of them had tears in their eyes.

To put it bluntly, these so-called 'Wuling boys' are actually poor people who are not satisfied in the scientific field. are all in their twenties and thirties, if it weren't for the hopelessness of the field, who would wander the flowers all day long?

"Mo is sad because of the poems, and the spring birds and autumn insects make their own ......" The guests tasted to the end, but they felt the warm kindness of the poet, which was to tell them that in addition to the imperial examination, they can still live their own wonderful life!

"Thank you Zhao Gongzi for waking up." Only then did the guests wipe away their tears and calm their minds.

"The wind canopy is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with Bo Xing's famous ......" repeatedly tasted it, but there were also guests who remembered the beautiful woman who had lived up.

"The immortals and Buddhas have not yet succeeded, and they only know that the night is uneven!" The handsome man wearing a Tang scarf and dressed as a man slapped the table and said loudly: "Xianju Wu Kangyuan has been taught!" It's ridiculous that after I was lifted, I will be complacent, abandon my studies, today I have to drink Zhao Gongzi's stick, tomorrow I will return to Jingxingyan Ancient Temple, learn from my uncle to study hard against the wall, and never set foot in Jinling half a step until the title of the gold list! ”

Zhao Hao listened carefully upstairs, complaining about Xue Lang, why did he change the poem without authorization, and when he heard this, he couldn't cry or laugh.

Brother Wu should not be so resolute, I still expect you to be a repeat customer......

In the corner of the lobby, Ma Xianglan also took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and played a soothing song "Flowing Water" to help the guests calm down.

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Zhao Gongzi's "Miscellaneous Feelings" came out, as if it had washed the hearts of all the scribes.

Let the whole morning poetry meeting be held in an atmosphere of great humility and restraint. There is no marginal flattery of each other, and there is no brazen self-show-off, it ends early before noon.

The guys, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately began to serve the food like a stream of water, as if they were afraid that the guests would run away.

In fact, the shopkeeper Fang was too worried, after being fortunate enough to listen to Zhao Da Poet's thought-provoking masterpiece, which scribe was embarrassed to get up and leave? You have to give a face to try the dishes in the store, and then praise two sentences against your will to end up.

These gourmets who have eaten all over Jinling have little hope for this small shop in Caijia Lane. When I saw the cold dishes on the serving, it was just a common dish in a restaurant such as wine condensed golden legs, braised duck gizzard liver, and crystal meat, and I was even more interested in moving chopsticks.

Xue Lang doesn't eat meat, and seeing that everyone didn't move their chopsticks, he was in a hurry on the side, and urged: "Everyone, try it, it must be delicious." ”

It's just that he is a monk who says this kind of thing, which is really unconvincing.

But everyone always wanted to give him face, so he reluctantly stretched out his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of duck gizzard or meat, and put it in his mouth to chew.

"Huh?"

These gluttons are very good at home, and this taste will immediately feel different.

Some people closed their eyes and tasted carefully, and some people stretched out their chopsticks and tasted all kinds of cold dishes, but they all tasted silently, and no one said a word.

put the shopkeeper Fang who was waiting on the side, and his nervous heart rose to his throat.

"This is too delicious, isn't it?!" Finally, someone was the first to burst out with an exclamation, and said: "I have eaten braised duck gizzards all my life, and I have never tasted such a delicious taste!" ”

"It's amazing!" Only then did all the diners come back to their senses, and they all praised and said: "This comparison, what I ate before was like chewing wax." ”

"This taste is very fresh, it really lives up to its name!"

"This is a cold dish, I am very much looking forward to the hot dish, what it will be like!"

Only then did the shopkeeper put his heart back in his stomach and sang: "Serve hot dishes!" ”

The diners were carrying chopsticks like flying, but when they heard this, they put down their chopsticks one after another, picked up the tea cup and rinsed their mouths.

For the first course, eat anchovy shrimp each!

As soon as the exquisite porcelain cup from the official kiln was served, the diners were attracted by the fragrant fragrance, which was far from being comparable to the cold cuts.

Diners each sandwich a shrimp and put it in their mouths, and their mouths are full of sweetness, which makes people can't help but cry.

The shrimp of the big river shrimp is already delicious, and the fusion with the taste of the extremely fresh powder inspires an unprecedented strange fragrance!

For the second course, each eat stewed chicken in clear soup!

This dish is crispy and crispy with chicken meat, mellow and white in clear soup, and extremely fresh powder to enhance freshness, which is simply a unique taste in the world!

Wu Kangyuan scooped a spoonful of chicken soup and tasted it, and suddenly cried out.

"What if I can't eat it in the future? I'm going to take back the oath I just made......"

"You'd better concentrate on the Jinshi," everyone quipped while greedily eating their own food, "We'll help you eat your share." ”

"That is, your uncle was in retreat for a thousand days after falling behind, and he didn't know the taste of meat for three years before he became a jinshi in one fell swoop."

"You're so greedy, how can you get into the jinshi?"

"I can eat such food every day, and I don't change it for a champion!" Wu Kangyuan strengthened his determination to change his oath and said: "I will retreat in Caijia Lane here, and I will not set foot in the Qinhuai River if I am not a jinshi......"

"Shameless!" Everyone laughed for a while, and then they were immersed in the food again, unable to extricate themselves.

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