Wu Youxing's mood can be described as a mixture of excitement and frustration, the new world he dreamed of was right in front of him, but when he saw this new world, it was a teenager who was less than half his age, which made his heart suddenly have mixed feelings.

Wu Youxing calmed down his emotions, then straightened his appearance, and bowed to Zhu Youzhen, and said solemnly: "I don't know which great talent the son's master is, can you introduce me to me, and I will be grateful for this." ”

* The others didn't understand the conversation between Zhu Youzhen and the doctor at the pharmacy, but they all felt a little unbelievable when they saw this young doctor become so respectful, could it be that the Son of Heaven was born a saint? The three of them couldn't help but look at Chongzhen with a little more awe, this was out of awe of Chongzhen's profound knowledge, not fear of his status as emperor.

Jin Shikeng was not interested in Zhu Youzhen's medical terminology at all, he just wanted to end this trouble as soon as possible and send these plague gods away. He was also dissatisfied with Wu Youxing's disregard for the background of these people, and he was dazzled by a few medical terms. Jin Shikeng said a few words to his disciple, then turned around and left quietly.

Zhu Youzhen had no choice but to let Weng Zhongyou, who was standing on the side, bring a pen and paper and write a handwritten letter to Wu Youxing.

"If you really want to study medicine, you can take this handwritten book and go to Mr. Chen Shigong from Tai Hospital, I think it may be helpful to you."

"Chen Shigong's old-timers?" Wu Youxing got a surprise, one of the purposes of his coming to the capital was to meet the old man who wrote the "Orthodox Surgery", but this old man was too busy to meet him because he was working in the Tai Hospital, and in the end he could only meet with the disciple of this old man once.

Unexpectedly, a handwritten letter written by this young man could actually let him see Chen Shigong, which made him a little curious about the true identity of this young man, but he quickly dispelled this curiosity.

These noble children all have some peculiar habits, perhaps concealing their identities is the habit of this young man, and he has already obtained what he wants, so there is no need to get to the bottom of it.

After Zhu Youzhen sent Wu Youxuan away, he asked *, "Do you have any silver with you?" ”

* immediately took out his money bag from his arms and respectfully handed it to Zhu Youzhen. Zhu You estimated that there were about 10 taels of silver in it, and he casually threw the money bag to Zhao Xiong, who was standing aside.

"You can stay with this brother and sister for the past two days, and let * tell me if there is any situation."

"Yes, Childe." Zhao Xiong stuffed the silver into his arms, and said to Zhu Youzhen with both hands in fists.

Zhu Youzhen glanced at the unclosed door, turned his back to his girl, sighed, and turned around and walked towards the front hall of the pharmacy.

At the door of the pharmacy, Wang Chengen was about to walk in with a helper who had just followed Jia Youcai.

"Got it done? Who is this? Zhu Youzhen stood at the door, looked at Wang Chengen condescendingly and asked.

"Yes, it's done. This is Wang Xiaohei, a geographical ghost in this vicinity. With him here, we don't have to wander around at will, just ask Childe where he wants to go. ”

Zhu Youzhen glanced at the street gangster who nodded his head, and asked casually, "Is there a more lively teahouse nearby?" The kind with a storyteller. ”

The person who made Chief Jia bow his head to his life, seeing that this young man was so cautious, Wang Xiaohei knew that this young man was a great nobleman.

Wang Xiaohei immediately thought that if he could rely on this young nobleman, maybe he would be able to achieve the position of Chief Jia in the future.

After hearing Zhu Youzhen's question, Wang Xiaohei immediately introduced lively: "The villain grew up here, and near this Dongcheng, there is no place I am not familiar with.

Childe wants to find a lively teahouse, walk forward 150 steps, two streets to the east, there is a Yuquan teahouse, his house has a sweet water well, brewing excellent tea, nearby merchants are in love with his house to sit, in the past it was very lively.

There is a well-known donkey meat in Dongcheng near his house, the donkey meat is ruddy in color, the meat is fragrant but not firewood, the fire is roasted and crispy, take a bite, the meat is tender and crispy, the soup is full of mouth, the taste is really amazing. If you want to try something new, you might as well try it. ”

Su Changqing was a person who liked food in his last life, and he had been longing for Beijing's donkey meat for a long time, but after tasting it, he always felt that the taste was not right. Listening to what Wang Xiaohei said, he aroused a trace of gluttony, and he pondered, "This donkey meat of the Ming Dynasty is burned, there will be no more fakes." ”

"You're also interesting, I'll taste what you said later, so you can lead the way in front." Zhu Youzhen's depressed feeling just now because of Zhang Yu's brothers and sisters dissipated a little under the service of Wang Xiaohei's pettiness.

When Zhu Youzhen passed by Wang Chengen's side, he said casually: "Steward Wang, I'll give * 20 taels of silver in a while, I just borrowed some money from him." ”

* Just watched his money bag being thrown to Zhao Xiong, thinking that the money was gone, and he felt a little distressed. But when I heard what Chongzhen said, I realized that His Majesty had not forgotten to return the money to him, and I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Walking into the teahouse, Zhu Youzhen knew why Wang Xiaohei said that this place was very lively.

This teahouse is divided into two floors, the middle is a transparent patio, the roof on the patio is covered with mussel shell grinding out of the open tile, so the light is good, walking into the teahouse Zhu Youzhen did not feel gloomy.

A high platform was erected in the courtyard, on which was placed a black lacquer scheme and a Taishi chair, which seemed to be the place where the storyteller was telling the story, but it was now empty. The courtyard is surrounded by 16 dark red painted wooden pillars, and the teahouse floor is all paved with green bricks, which looks very clean.

On the first floor of the teahouse is a room, with large and small square tables arranged around the raised platform in the center of the patio. It's around 2 or 3 o'clock in the afternoon, which is supposed to be the time when the number of people is small, but there are about 3 or 40 people sitting in the teahouse.

Seeing Zhu Youzhen and the others coming in, Dr. Tea immediately greeted him, "A few masters, are you here to drink tea?" There's a sitting upstairs empty. ”

"There's a seat upstairs?" Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but look up curiously, there were about eight or nine windows upstairs against the patio, it seemed that when you opened the windows, you could hear the storyteller downstairs, and when you closed the windows, you could talk about things quietly, but it was indeed a private seat.

Wang Chengen saw Zhu Youzhen nodded, and said to Dr. Tea: "Go and make two pots of good tea, and then serve some clean snacks." Oh, by the way, I went to order a few pairs of donkey meat to be burned. ”

Dr. Tea agreed, called a servant and took the group to the second floor to sit, and he himself began to go to Zhang Luo to eat.

When the little servant took them into the private room and was about to leave, Zhu Youzhen suddenly stopped him and asked, "How many storytellers do you have in this teahouse?" When is it going to start today? ”

The little servant replied respectfully: "Back to the guest official, there are 3 storytellers in the teahouse, and in a quarter of an hour, Master Qi will come to the stage to say "Yue Biography", and today it is about Grandpa Yue's Sanfu He Yuanqing." ”

Zhu Youzhen signaled to Wang Chengen, and Wang Chengen immediately took out a few pennies and sent the little guy away.

After a while, Dr. Tea brought the tea and food they ordered, and the whole table was filled.

This is the first time Su Changqing tasted Beijing snacks after the Ming Dynasty. After taking a bite of the donkey meat burned, he immediately knew why everyone thought that this fire was a must in Dongcheng, and at the same time, he was even more sure that the donkey meat burn he ate in his previous life was indeed not authentic.

Looking at the huge table of food, only he was eating alone, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but say: "Don't stand still, sit down and drink tea." Where is this, you are standing like this, and others still think that I am a child of a noble family? ”

Wang Chengen and * and others, under the compulsion of Zhu Youzhen, finally sat down. After a while, a storyteller in his 40s stepped onto a high platform in the middle of the patio.

After the storyteller visited the Quartet, according to the old habit, he should tell a short story or two to liven up the atmosphere, and then enter the normal storytelling session.

But today, after he gave an opening speech, he read an article to the tea drinkers.

"Mr. Qi, who wrote this article you read? Although it is not as splendid as the articles written by those talents, I think that if the imperial court can really do what is written in this article, the life of my Ming people will be really better. A familiar tea guest couldn't help but ask.

"Hey, just pull it down. None of this article has ever appeared. As soon as you hear it, you know that it was not written by some well-educated person. This Ming court, after all, is the world of scholars, there are no talented people, no matter how good the idea is, will the court care? ”

"Zhao Laosan, you can pay attention. I have seen the article that Mr. Qi reads, it is an article in the newspaper of Daming, I heard that this newspaper is sponsored by Dongchang, you are so presumptuous comments, but be careful. ”

Zhao Laosan, who was warned, suddenly shrunk his neck and was silent, and the tea guests no longer discussed the article about the Daming Times.

Wang Chengen's face couldn't help but turn white for a while, if it weren't for Chongzhen by his side, he would really want to invite the tea guest who pointed out that Dongchang was the owner of the newspaper back to Dongchang, so that he could taste all kinds of punishments in Dongchang.

The coldness of the tea guests certainly made Zhu Youzhen a little disappointed, but he was unwilling to show it in front of Wang Chengen and others.

Zhu Youzhen suddenly smiled and said, "It's not bad, at least this Master Qi hasn't been knocked off the stage by the tea guests." The name of Dongchang is not good in the hearts of the people, how can it be saved by an article. Wang Banban, if you want Dongchang to change the impression in the hearts of the people, you have a long way to go. ”

"Back to Your Majesty, after the minister goes back, he will definitely rectify the discipline of Dongchang, and never let today's incident at the door of the restaurant happen again." Wang Chengen got up and saluted Zhu Youzhen and said.

Only then did Zhu Youzhen realize that there was an outsider in the private room, and that Wang Xiaohei was looking at him with a frightened face, and he still had half of the fire in his mouth and didn't swallow it.

Seeing that Wang Xiaohei was about to kneel down and salute himself, Zhu Youzhen suddenly stretched out his right index finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture, Wang Xiaohei was frozen there and didn't know what to do.

Zhu Youzhen smiled, "I've seen what I want to see, and it's not too early now, * and Wang Chengen will accompany me back to the palace, the two of you have slowly used snacks here, let's leave after listening to the story." ”