The guest in the restaurant has a white face and a short beard, long eyebrows and narrow eyes. He is wearing a robe that looks ordinary but is well made and made of high-quality materials. He looks at the students with a smile.
Although these scholars had washed and changed their clothes, the sharp-eyed intellectuals could still recognize them at a glance as outsiders who had just arrived today.
Of course, there was no trace of disdain or contempt on Zhike's face.
"We can't help you." He whispered softly, "Unfortunately, our house is booked out tonight."
The scholars in Yucheng couldn't hide their surprise. They looked past the intellectuals and saw eight screens in the middle. On them were paintings of fairy mountains and seas of clouds, which seemed real and illusory. They must have been made by famous artists. The screens were carved from white jade and were of great value.
It's not cheap, and behind the screen you can faintly see the rockery and flowing water, and the covered bridge across the building.
It's definitely expensive to get a private seat here.
Reserve the venue!
How much does this cost!
The rich people in Beijing are really rich.
When they were stunned and didn't answer, another guest came over. Hearing Zhike's words, he let out a cry.
"Huixianlou actually allows people to book out the venue?" he said.
This old man was fair and plump. He was shaking a fan in one hand and holding a wine bottle in the other. He spoke to Zhike in a familiar manner.
"Could it be that Gao Xiaoliu lost a bet and is short of money?"
Zhike said with a smile: "It is common for our boss to lose in gambling. If we lose, we will be short of money, and our Fairy House will not be able to open today."
Gao Xiaoliu is the name of the owner of Huixian Tower? This name is really simple.
This seemed to be a joke, but the scholars in Yucheng understood its inner meaning. The words of this regular customer revealed that the owner of Huixian Tower was extremely rich and looked down upon money. It was rare for him to use money to book a place.
thing.
Then today.
"So what is this today?" A regular customer asked, also puzzled.
Zhike said softly: "The gentleman from Dali Temple is treating us tonight. He likes our Huixian Tower to be quiet, so he came to borrow it."
The scholars from Yucheng know about Dali Temple, but there are so many officials in Dali Temple. Who knows who the official is without naming them.
Regular customers know that.
"It's that lord, so you've suffered a big loss today." He said with a smile, "That lord has nothing to lose, so how can he have money to give to your boss?"
Zhike said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Just think that our club has lost a few more games today."
The regular customer laughed and said in a low voice: "But it's a good thing that the gentleman comes to visit. If your boss gets into trouble one day, as long as he can speak, he will be saved." He said no more and turned to leave.
I don't know whether this was a congratulation or a curse. Zhike's expression remained the same and he said loudly to the regular customers: "Master Niu will come back another day. I will leave your favorite lotus hall for you."
After saying that, he looked at the foreign scholars standing here and smiled kindly.
"Look, gentlemen, what a coincidence. Please leave your name. When you come another day, I will give you wine to make amends."
The students in Yucheng came to their senses, but they didn't know how to answer for a moment. The power involved in money revealed by the people mentioned in these few gossips made them confused.
This Gao Xiaoliu is extraordinary, Huixianlou is extraordinary, the gentleman is extraordinary, the guests are extraordinary, and Zhike is also extraordinary. They are completely different from the restaurant waiters and guests they are familiar with every day.
This is the capital, at the feet of the emperor!
"Thank you." Lu Yizhi's voice sounded. He stood among his companions and nodded, "I'll wait for you to taste the wine another day."
The Zhike looked at him, raised his hand and saluted: "Waiting for you, sir."
It wasn't until they walked a few steps away and looked back to see the Huixian Tower looming in the night lights that everyone calmed down.
"I don't know who this gentleman is. How come he is known to everyone like Mr. Huo... Mr. Huo?" One person said softly, "I have never heard of this kind of people. They can reserve a place in Huixian Tower, and what they mean,
It seems they haven’t paid yet.”
"There are so many officials in Dali Temple." Another person said, "I really don't know who is so famous."
but--
What is the reason for an official who is known by everyone without mentioning his name, an official who can book a restaurant in a restaurant even if he has no money?
It's power.
Lu Yizhi walked ahead, not looking at the busy street scene around him.
He has seen the most beautiful scenery in the world.
The nineteen-year-old boy is looking forward to taking a place in this beautiful scenery.
While the nineteen-year-old boy was thinking about power in the world, the fifteen-year-old girl was thinking about whether to exchange today's prey for wood or rice.
Should I eat an extra bowl of rice to make my stomach feel better, or get a real bed and sleep more comfortably?
The thatched cottage on the outskirts of Xucheng was bathed in the morning light. It was still a little dilapidated, but it was different from before.
There is smoke curling up from the house, a skinny donkey chewing grass next to it, a small patch of green vegetable seedlings surrounded by a fence, and the figures of the two women, it's like a painting comes to life, beautiful and vivid.
Qixing looked at the bed board in the room, took another sip of vegetable porridge just cooked by Qing Pheasant, and thought about it.
Qing Pheasant wiped the grass ash on his face and looked at the prey neatly arranged in a row on the ground, including three rabbits and three pheasants.
"I've been guarding a lot today," she said.
His voice and face were calm.
It’s not as emotional as the first time I saw the lady waiting for the rabbit.
It was not as surprised and confusing as when I saw the lady for the second time and waited for a rabbit, or when there was an extra pheasant.
I no longer feel numb as I watch the young lady return to her prey for the third or fourth time.
The lady can even pick the door lock, so what does hunting mean? The lady is very handy!
"We can no longer exchange rice, noodles and vegetables for the villagers." Qixing said.
Qingzhi nodded: "Actually, they don't really need it."
Wild animals are meat. Although everyone likes to eat meat, it is not really possible to eat meat every day. The nearby villages are very small and the villagers live in poverty. For them, a bag of rice that can last for a long time is better than a meal.
Meat is more important.
"So, it's more appropriate to go to the city and sell it," Qing Zhi said.
Aren’t all hunters like this?
Hunt in the mountains and sell them in exchange for money to buy rice.
Qingzhi felt a little funny and a little sad at the same time, but she never thought that the young lady would turn into a hunter after returning home.
"I will go to the mountains to hunt more prey." Miss Orion Qixing finished the vegetable porridge, handed it to Qing Pheasant, and made a decision, "Then I will buy two beds."
Finally, she said typing, which was an admission that the prey did not kill her in front of her. Qingzhi looked at the young lady. During the time she was home, the young lady had become thinner, but she did not feel weak. Maybe it was because of that moment.
The eyes are dark and bright.
However, buying a bed is very expensive, and selling a few pheasants and hares is not enough.
"Miss, do you need to make a trap?" Qingzhi asked proactively, "I'll help you."
Qixing smiled and shook his head: "You don't need to help, just pack up the car and we'll use the car to pull the goods."
They were still being pulled there by a cart. Qingzhi thought to himself, how many pheasants and hares would be caught? Did the lady make a big trap?
The lady meant that the two of them should go in the car.
She asked no more questions and ran into the kitchen to get a piece of dry biscuit.
"Miss, take it and take a few bites when you're hungry. You can also use it as bait," she said.
In the more than half a month since she came back, the young lady has been in the mountains almost every day. She no longer falls asleep or coughs. All the illnesses she suffered at the Lu family have disappeared, and she can still hunt wild animals in the mountains.
Even though it is a mountain, it can still be regarded as a young lady’s home, and she is always at home like a fish in water.
Qing Zhi no longer worries that the young lady is seeking death, nor is he worried that the young lady is weak, and he no longer follows her all the time.
Qixing took the cake, picked up the bamboo stick leaning against the wall, and walked along the winding mountain road into the forest.
Standing in the forest and looking back, the thatched cottage and the lake at the foot of the mountain are faintly visible, but people at the foot of the mountain can't see anything clearly when they look up the mountain.
Qixing withdrew his gaze and looked deeper into the forest.
Xinghua Mountain is not high. It stretches along the lake and is surrounded by a large area. It has ups and downs, with peaks and valleys. It looks delicate on the outside, but it is actually very rugged in the depths. In addition to pheasants and hares, there are also slightly larger wild animals hidden there.