Vicissitudes know Jinhua

On the second day, the top experts among the four Longshuo bodyguards accompanied him to protect Mu Zishi. Before he had lunch, Qi Yupei dragged Mu Zishi into a carriage and left Zhang Yimen.

It was a rare sunny day in winter, there was no wind, and the blue sky was frozen and deep.After leaving the palace gate, Qi Yupei opened a corner of the cart, suddenly felt a lot more open-minded, and said with a smile: "Let's go to Sanxi Tower, this is a good place that my father even praised in his humble clothes back then."

Mu Zishi was hungry, he hung his head and said nothing, he thought to himself, the fortune tellers and priests in the Sanxi Tower are all dead and they can't be found.

Sanxi Building is located in the most prosperous Zhuque Street in Chenjing.In a place where every inch of land is very expensive, a three-storey high-rise building was built on the land of three large shops. In front of the building, Long Shuo's guards helped Qi Yupei and Mu Zishi get off the car, and they walked in front of and behind the car. Walk into the lobby.

The waiters who can stay in the Sanxi Building are all sharp-eyed, wandering up and down, seeing the two in the middle who are dressed in luxurious clothes, although they are still children, their temperament is already extraordinary, while the four servants are all vigorous and capable, He behaved well, and hurriedly shouted: "Shopkeeper, the door is full of distinguished guests!"

Then the shopkeeper behind the counter greeted him personally, bowed and smiled enthusiastically and humbly: "Guests, please come upstairs, there is a very clean Accord."

Going up to the second floor, there are two rows of elegantly decorated small warm pavilions along the corridor. Qi Yupei chose the one facing the street and next to the window. There are three golden characters in official script engraved on the door couplet: Bird Clothes Lane.

Qi Yupei nodded: "Weeds and flowers by the Zhuque bridge, the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi alley... This room is very good."

Seeing that he was satisfied, the shopkeeper smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, and opened the carved door: "Please, sir!"

After that, a waiter brought wine utensils and utensils. Mu Zishi saw that they were all ivory or pure silver, and a few small plates were actually agate wrapped with silk. It’s nothing more than that.”

Qi Yupei smiled slightly: "The Wu family is as rich as a country, so this restaurant is of course extraordinary."

Mu Zishi once heard about the great families of this dynasty. There are three great families of Tao, Gu and Wu. The Tao family has power in the temple, the Gu family is gradually declining, and the Wu family is determined to fade out of the court, and go to the shopping malls to collect money and capital. , immediately understood, but asked: "Then if the Tao family also opened a restaurant, it must be better than this one?"

Qi Yupei said lightly: "Scholars, farmers, businessmen, merchants are the last, Tao's hairpin tassels are thick, how can you bother to do it?"

Mu Zishi thought about it. In the old days, tributes and horses rode together and made a living by farming goods. They supported dozens of people in Confucianism. Even saints once relied on merchants. There seems to be no distinction between high and low. Since merchants can Prime Minister, why can't Prime Minister be in business?Asked for a while: "Why should the merchant be the last?"

Qi Yupei is familiar with history books and explained: "Since the reform of Qin and Shangyang, they have favored agriculture and suppressed business to unify the six countries. Empty, and later had to accept grain and pay homage to the nobles, and even killed merchants in Hanzhong to balance and curb turbulence... Emphasizing agriculture and suppressing merchants is actually emphasizing the root and the end, and agriculture is the foundation of the country, so it must not be taken lightly."

Mu Zishi seemed to understand, but Qi Yupei looked at the bustling market under the window, and said with a light smile, "Read more history books, you can learn from it."

During the conversation, before the food and drink arrived, Sanxi Tower had already presented eight small dishes of cold vegetables and candied fruit. Mu Zishi saw that there was a dish of ruddy and sweet jujubes, and his stomach growled even harder, so he hurriedly said coquettishly: "Your Highness... ...want to eat."

Qi Yupei suppressed a smile: "Your Highness doesn't want to eat yet."

Looking at his slumped face, he said, "Zi Shi, these dishes are not for eating, but for viewing, just like the bunch of crystal jasper grapes in your house."

Mu Zishi rested his chin and looked at it for a while: "So it's fake..."

Qi Yupei was a little helpless: "It's not fake."

Mu Zishi's eyes widened: "Then it's already broken and can't be eaten?"

Qi Yupei rubbed his forehead, and waved to Long Shuowei, who was usually able to talk: "Come on."

The four Longshuo guards did not dare to leave the two of them without permission, and they could not eat at the same table with them, so they only opened another table in the same pavilion.

Seeing the prince's summons, Long Shuowei hurriedly got up and stood in front of him: "Mr. Mu, these dishes are also called Kancai, but they are just a cover. They will be withdrawn in a while. After the wine is served, they will serve the main dishes of meat and vegetables." , several of the largest restaurants in Chenjing all use this to attract customers, to show their flattery and respect."

Seeing Mu Zishi's longing glances at those dishes, he paused and said, "Thus, any guests who can come here will not touch these dishes to show their status...otherwise they will be treated as a joke." .”

Mu Zishi was burning with hunger, and couldn't help saying: "What kind of broken rules is this? Good dishes are left to show off and are not allowed to be eaten. Isn't it wanton waste and extravagance?"

As he said that, he scooped up dates with a spoon and ate them.

Qi Yupei lowered his face: "Zi Shi!"

Seeing that he really refused, Mu Zishi obediently put down the spoon.

Qi Yupei said slowly: "Now you are my companion, every word and deed is the face of the East Palace, you are only my companion, and you can't change the rules of Sanxi Building in Chenjing."

Mu Zishi pursed his lips: "I know I was wrong."

The door flapped and knocked twice, but the waiter came in with a special high chair, and helped Mu Zishi change the chair with a smile: "It's more comfortable to sit on this, young master!"

Extremely caring and meticulous.

There was also an old woman with neat and tidy clothes and hair bun, named "Xiang Po", who pushed a small cart with some exquisite small incense burners and incense cakes. The weather is fine today, and it’s not cold, how about burning some refreshing floral fragrance, whether it’s tea, lily, or goose pear?”

Mu Zishi said in his heart, I just want to eat.

Qi Yupei didn't know much about spices commonly used by the people, so the waiter looked at his face and argued, and hurriedly said: "How about I choose a jasmine fragrance for the masters? It's sweet and refreshing, it's the best."

Qi Yupei said: "Then do as you said."

While talking, someone held a huge golden lacquer tray with small dishes of jade-faced raccoon, roast venison, bad crab, bad lamb's feet, wine clams, minced shrimp, and dried bighead carp, and asked, "Both Young master, can you help me with some family traditions?"

The so-called family style can be regarded as a special snack, nothing more than some pickled and dried seafood.Qi Yupei had just spoken harshly to Mu Zishi, and saw him sitting quietly with his head down—the more obedient he is, the more unbearable he is.

Qi Yupei couldn't help sighing, and said, "Have a plate of everything."

The man was overjoyed, and a dozen fine white porcelain dishes were arranged in the shape of a plum blossom.

Qi Yupei personally brought a piece of venison to Mu Zishi, but told him: "Eat less, be careful of nosebleeds."

Mu Zishi was very happy then, he ate the venison contentedly, and begged in a low voice: "We definitely can't finish these, I want to bring some for Biluo, okay?"

Qi Yupei nodded helplessly, Mu Zishi was even more happy, the two sat very close, he quietly took Qi Yupei's hand, kissed the back of the hand with his small mouth, and smiled so much that his eyes curved into crescent moons.

The waiters in Sanxi Tower all have a good memory, but they can order whatever they like, even if ten guests at the banquet order different flavors, they can remember hundreds of different dishes, and they will never forget them without repeating them. The price of running water is like water, and there is absolutely no mistake.

After Qi Yupei ordered his and Mu Zishi's favorites for a round, he then ordered Long Shuowei's table to order food by itself, and after both tables finished talking, the waiter's rapping and singing seemed to be crackling and rhyming one by one. Putting the towel on his shoulders, he bowed cleverly: "Alright, I'll make arrangements for the little ones!"

Mu Zishi saw that he was lively and full of joy, like a big praying mantis, making people happy when they saw him, and the chair was thickly padded, and he didn't cluck his buttocks at all, so he couldn't help laughing and said: " It’s really comfortable to serve here, no wonder you even said it’s a good place.”

Qi Yupei said: "After that, I will come here often."

In a blink of an eye, all the dishes were served, Qi Yupei was weak, and Mu Zishi was young and had never used wine, so the waiter brought tea made with various fruits, and when Mu Zishi had finished eating, Qi Yupei stopped the waiter : "Is there anything new?"

Sanxilou is an outstanding folk restaurant. Apart from eating and drinking, there are also pleasures such as playing flute and playing Ruan, breathing gongs and boards, singing and playing.There are also some sex art sellers invited by the railings, with heavy makeup, called "sellers", for the entertainment of the guests.

When the waiter heard Qi Yupei's question, he weighed it in his heart. This distinguished guest seemed to be only in his early ten years old. Although there are many noble children who have many concubines in their teens, this man's demeanor does not seem to be indulging. The sensuality must be passed on to catch up, and I saw Mu Zishi, a child, who must love to be lively, and hurriedly said: "Yes, not to mention playing and singing, a shadow puppet troupe just came to the building a few days ago, Can do Changbanpo, go to meetings single-handedly, and have four fierce and eight sledgehammers! The work is fine, and the voice is bright, do you want to see it, my lord?"

Qi Yupei smiled: "Well, let's see these next time, there are a few fortune tellers on Zhuque Street who are said to be good, go and call them."

The waiter was stunned: "Oh, my lord, among those few, those who are capable are all arrogant, and those who are not arrogant are all boasting along the street..."

Qi Yupei beckoned, and Long Shuowei came up and took out a bulging brocade bag.

Qi Yupei shook the bag with a smile, and rolled out a few large ingots of snow-white silver: "Take these and order them."

There must be a brave man under a heavy reward, but spiritual power is more exciting than gold and silver. The waiter puffed up his chest and defended the moral principles of Sanxi Tower: "My lord, there is no master in Sanxi Tower who is greedy for customers' money. Leave the money alone, the young one will use his slick tongue to make those spectators turn their backs and surrender to Cao Cao's bandits!"

The waiter seems to be a lover of storytelling, and his words are neither fish nor fowl, and he only regards himself as Kong Ming, and even Cao thief has said it. After he finished speaking, he turned around and went out like the second brother Guan. Unfortunately, he didn't have a beautiful beard. Available for petting.

When Mu Zishi heard about it, he accidentally broke a small bowl and looked at Qi Yupei in distress, with a strong pleading in his eyes, but Qi Yupei said softly, "Don't worry, I have my own concerns."

After finishing speaking, he told the four guards: "Everyone wait outside the door."

As if in just a short moment, the waiter rushed in like a hot wheel on the soles of his feet, his brow was covered with sweat in the cold: "My lord, I have called the three smartest men in the whole city." , how do you want to see me?"

Qi Yupei said: "One by one."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed a piece of silver into his hand: "It's hard work on errands, you deserve it, and the Lord rewards you."

What the guest rewards and what you covet are two different things, the waiter smiled wryly, "Thank you, my lord!"

Playing with a flower in his hand, the ingot of silver rolled into his arms drippingly, covering the hot sticky meat, feeling extremely happy, calling a fortune teller in, closing the door and standing outside with great winking.

The Xiangshi has three long beards and wears a Haoran scarf. He is a true Taoist priest.

Qi Yupei was very polite: "Dare to ask the surname?"

The fortune teller hurriedly said: "The surname of the poor Taoist is Zhang."

Qi Yupei pointed at Mu Zishi: "Please Daoist Zhang take a look at my younger brother."

Daoist Zhang was a touchy-feely guy, glanced at the silver bag on the table, and approached Mu Zishi with a pleasant face: "Young master, you are being impolite."

As he said that, he pinched Mu Zishi's small hand with his big hand, reached into his sleeve and touched it. After touching his arm and then his back, he went up and down so much that Mu Zishi thought he was taking a bath and rubbing his back.

However, this Taoist tasted the taste of boiled mutton and fried kidneys. Mu Zishi couldn't bear it for a long time, and Zhang Taoist's hand touched his buttocks. Mu Zishi whimpered and looked at Qi Yupei with tears in his eyes: "Okay Is it gone?"

Qi Yupei saw that the Taoist boss was quite unruly, so he hurriedly stopped and said, "Enough!"

Appreciation is the most important test of eyesight and deliberation. As soon as Zhang Daoshi entered the door, he knew that these two could not be offended. Hearing this, he hurriedly let go and sat down: "Young master's bones are strange. I was surprised for a moment, and I got carried away."

Qi Yupei said indifferently: "Just tell me, how is his fate?"

Daoist Zhang shook his head and shook his head for a while, murmured the Huang Ting Jing, and said: "Young master's fate is very strange, he is a noble bone that flies in the temple, but in this life, he will inevitably suffer hardships... It's really strange."

Taking a cautious look at Qi Yupei, he said sternly: "Young master has too much evil spirit, and at least one of his parents must be punished. Besides, he is a young man with a lot of troubles, and he has no relatives to rely on."

Mu Zishi's face was pale: "Really?"

Daoist Zhang nodded and stroked his beard, and sighed: "Young master's mind is so soft on the outside and strong on the inside. He was originally a dragon and a phoenix pearl in the night, but unfortunately, somehow, his life is hard. There is no unbearable suffering, but there are blessings that cannot be enjoyed. Showing the appearance of disaster and chaos..."

Qi Yupei interrupted suddenly: "Master Daoist, think twice before speaking."

After finishing speaking, he smiled kindly, and pushed the snowflake silver made of four ingots and ten taels: "Please take the trouble to dissolve it, Taoist priest."

Daoist Zhang swallowed his saliva, his eyes are black, his silver is white, his words are bitter, but his mouth can be sweet. Then he changed the subject: "Young master's bone appearance is invaluable, even though it is difficult for a while. But in the end, you will meet a noble person, like a fish jumping into the dragon's gate, and you will have a day when you will become a marquis and pay homage to your majesty. Bone!"

Mu Zishi was both surprised and delighted: "Really? But I beat my mother to death!"

Daoist Zhang coughed a few times: "It will be fine after the restraint is over. From now on, the young master will get together smoothly, wouldn't it be good?"

Mu Zishi was still worried: "Then I won't restrain others in the future, will I?"

Daoist Zhang blew his beard: "Of course not! If you don't believe me, if someone is killed by you in the future, you can let him come to talk to me and let him slap my mouth!"

Mu Zishi was relieved.