Chapter Eighty-Nine

Before the opening of the next day, Zhao Hao gathered all the staff of the restaurant and was conducting a monthly lecture.

It's nothing more than a good performance last month, continue to work hard next month, who dares to slack off, don't blame the shopkeeper for being unkind......

"The ice cubes in the lobby and private rooms should be changed frequently, and don't wait for the guests to urge them. These three urges and two urges will inevitably make people say that our store is a big bully......"

When he was talking about it and was more addicted to the boss, he suddenly saw Ma Xianglan holding the lyre and entering the restaurant with a smile on his face.

"Uh......" Zhao Hao was out of words at that time, and looked at Ma Xianglan speechless for a long time.

Didn't you make it clear yesterday? I think I said something like 'make a commemoration', and I euphemistically said that I would end up helping, right?

Ma Xianglan smiled at him, then walked to the corner with the piano, skillfully arranged the piano, and after sitting down, he played a song "Mountains and Flowing Water Meet Bosom Friends".

The melody of the piano is elegant, the charm is timeless, and the majesty of the mountains and the ocean of flowing water are vividly displayed.

It also contains an inexplicable joy like a boya meeting a child......

Zhao Hao listened to Ma Xianglan's piano, and four lines of poetry suddenly popped out of his mind.

'Break Yaoqin Fengwei Han, who is not playing to in the sub-period? The spring breeze is full of friends, and it is difficult to find a soulmate. ’

He couldn't help but shudder, his heart was broken, and he underestimated the lethality of Nalan words......

I'm afraid I'm not being relied on by Ma Xianglan now, right?

Thinking of this, how can Zhao Hao still be in the mood to put on a boss shelf? hastily came to an end, and ran home.

Seeing his embarrassment of fleeing, Ma Xianglan not only felt depressed as usual, but the sound of playing the piano became more cheerful.

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Who knew that the family was not at ease.

I saw a man in his twenties, wearing a Tang scarf and a blue shirt, probing his brain outside his courtyard.

In the courtyard, Qiaoqiao held a kitchen knife in her hand, looked at the strange man with a vigilant face and said, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"This girl is polite, student Wang Wuyang, I have come to meet my teacher." Then the scribe straightened his clothes and bowed his hand to Qiaoqiao.

"My lord has gone to prison, so you should come back at night." Qiaoqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she would never let him in.

"The one in prison is the master, and the student is looking for the master." The scribe shook his head and explained earnestly.

But the more he explained, the more confused Qiaoqiao became, until she saw Zhao Hao's figure turning into the alley, she said with a crying voice: "You can be counted as back, this person has been wandering around outside for a long time, and he can't understand what he said." ”

"Oh?" There was Gao Wu standing behind Zhao Hao, so he naturally didn't have anything to fear. He smiled and asked the scribe, "What is this talent doing?" ”

The scribe dressed as a talent turned around, looked at Zhao Hao fixedly, and said, "May I ask the name of the high surname?" ”

Zhao Hao also looked at this Xiucai, and saw that he was only in his early twenties, with clear eyebrows and a bookish face, which made it difficult for people to be hostile.

He replied politely: "Under Zhao Hao, I haven't consulted Ren ...... yet."

"Ah, Master!" Seeing the normal-looking scribe, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and then he pounced, knelt down on his knees, and shouted: "Disciple Wang Wuyang, meet the master!" ”

Gao Wu hurriedly stood in front of Zhao Hao, lest this madman would hurt his son.

Zhao Hao pulled Gao Wu away, and asked Wang Wuyang with a puzzled expression: "Excuse me, do I know you?" ”

"Naturally, the master doesn't know the apprentice, but the apprentice has known the master for a long time." Seeing Wang Wuyang's resolute face, he said: "Since I read Master's six masterpieces, I have made up my mind that I must worship you as a teacher, saddle the horse for Master, and be willing to be a lackey for my subordinates!" ”

Hearing him say, 'You are old', Zhao Hao rolled his eyes, turned around and wanted to go back to the restaurant, but thought that there was still a Ma Xianglan there.

This is really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back, and the man on the bridge is worried.

Suddenly, he remembered something, turned to look at Wang Wuyang and said, "Where did you see those six poems?" ”

He clearly remembered that Xue Lang said that none of the six poems had been published yet, and others knew at most two.

"That's right." Wang Wuyang knelt on the ground and explained clearly: "The student is Wang Yizhou's nephew, and my uncle came to Beijing a few days ago and ordered me to read the letters on my behalf. Last month, I received a letter from Master Xuelang to my uncle, with six poems written by Master Xuelang. ”

Speaking of this, he became incoherent again: "After the students read it, they couldn't sleep for several days and nights, and suddenly felt that what they had learned in the past was useless and all was dung. After learning from the pain, I made up my mind to worship Master as a teacher, follow the path of Zilu, learn from Master from scratch, and serve Master day and night, so that this life will not be ......wasted."

"Oh......" Zhao Hao suddenly realized that this guy was Wang Shizhen's nephew. He also knew about Xue Lang's request for help from the leader of the literary league, but he didn't expect that instead of asking for help, Wang Shizhen's eldest nephew came......

There is no need to ask, his address was also leaked by Xuelang's house, no wonder he didn't dare to show up recently, it turned out that he was afraid that he would settle accounts with him.

"Since it's the nephew of the Lord of the Royal Alliance, then please hurry up." Zhao Hao put on a gentle face.

The person who holds the pen can't afford to offend, not to mention that Wang Shizhen is still the leader of the literary world. Don't you see Yan Song's father and son, Zhang Juzheng and others, what the hell did he look like?

"So, the master has accepted the apprentice?" Wang Wuyang looked at Zhao Hao excitedly.

"There are no doors." Zhao Hao said categorically: "Don't even think about it!" ”

"If Master doesn't accept it, I can't afford to kneel for a long time, and I can't afford to die!" Wang Wuyang was not discouraged and issued a kneeling declaration.

"Then you can kneel." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Want to play with me? Dream on! ”

After saying that, he shook his hand and went into the courtyard.

Gao Wu tilted his head and looked at Wang Wuyang for a while, and judged that this guy had no power to restrain the chicken, so he also left.

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The boy surnamed Wang really knelt outside and couldn't get up......

Zhao Hao wanted to be in the house, out of sight, but at this time, Nanjing had already entered the plum, the air was humid and hot, and it was uncomfortable to stay in the house.

He had no choice but to come out of the courtyard and ask Gao Wu to change the direction of the chaise longue and cool it in the shade with his back to the gate.

At noon, the sky was even hotter, and seeing Zhao Hao shouting hot, Gao Wu made a banana fan and snorted and fanned him from the side.

Zhao Hao felt less irritable at this time.

At this time, Qiaoqiao came out with lunch, and Zhao Hao used it in the shade of the tree.

I'm afraid that he will have no appetite because it is too hot, so Qiaoqiao makes cold noodles. With soy sauce soaked in fresh peppers, garlic juice and sugar garlic, plus a few cold dishes sent over, Zhao Hao and Gao Wu were full of praise.

"Another bowl, put more garlic juice......" Zhao Hao wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth and handed the bowl to Qiaoqiao.

Qiaoqiao sandwiched a noodle that had been chilled with cold water, put it into Zhao Hao's bowl, and then poured sauce and garlic juice. While handing him the noodles, he reminded him in a low voice: "That man is still kneeling outside, I think he is going to suffer from heat stroke......

"Yes." Zhao Hao actually used his spare eyes to glance at Wang Wuyang from time to time, otherwise he wouldn't be irritated like this.

"Isn't it just a teacher? You just accept him, and you can't miss anything. "Qiaoqiao is soft-hearted after all, and she has already knelt down with Wang Wuyang.

"Nonsense." Zhao Hao glanced at her and whispered, "How old am I?" Is this a master? will be called the old ......"

"Ahem......" Gao Wu coughed on the side, but he didn't expect that Gongzi would not accept apprentices, which was actually such a strange reason.

That's certainly not the real reason anymore.

The real reason is, why did my son take you as an apprentice?

A teacher for one day, a father for life! Is this dad that good? Especially a master with a strong sense of responsibility and a rich man, does he have a big loss if he accepts an apprentice?

Has Zhao Gongzi ever made a loss-making transaction?

Apparently not.

Therefore, he obviously will not accept this apprentice.

Otherwise, if he accepts one with a soft heart today and one tomorrow, won't his Zhao Gongzi's family become a good hall?

Therefore, this opening must be pierced to the death, and it is not negotiable at all!

ps. Thank you to the new alliance leader 'Changtian' book friends, plus more sent, ask for recommendation and collection, dear, and there is still half a month to put it on the shelves~~~