Zhang Jianzhi entered the bedroom after breakfast. A sky-blue robe was neatly folded on the simple wooden bed. This was carefully starched and washed by his mother yesterday. Other clothes can be beaten with a mallet. This set of clothes
The mother carefully rubbed it out with her hands. In her opinion, this suit of clothes is as proud of her as her son.
Seeing that her son had put on his robe, Zhang Jianzhi's mother knelt down and pulled it flat. Her son was going to the Marquis Mansion as a guest today to pay New Year's greetings to his husband, so he needed to dress neatly.
Looking at her heroic son, the old woman did not dare to think that she would have such a glorious day. Her son was studying in the academy with those famous scholars. Many wealthy families in Chang'an City did not have this qualification, but her son, a
The son of a singing prostitute can actually do this, go to school and support the family at the same time. This makes many wealthy businessmen in Nancheng District who used to look down on their sons jealous. This is especially true for the family where the son used to work. The head of the family has to shout out when he sees his son.
Brother Zhang Shi, you must know that this title was only used by officials in the past.
It's an honor to be a guest at the Marquis's house, but the gift is a little light, just a piece of linen weaved by myself. However, this piece of linen is woven carefully by myself. It is very dense and has few threads. Everyone will say it is just a piece of linen.
Good cloth, but I don't know if the Marquis family will like it. When I was a geisha, I went to rich families, and there was no one who didn't wear silk and satin.
"Son, how about you bring another snack?" the old woman said to her son anxiously.
Zhang Jianzhi smiled, took his mother's rough hand and said: "Mom, you don't know, the snacks made by the chef at my husband's house are the best snacks in Chang'an, no, in the Tang Dynasty. When students go to see their husband, they will make them."
Start the letter. This is etiquette, not to show off your lavishness. Your husband also cares about you most. If a child uses all the money in the family to buy gifts, he will look down on him. This piece of linen you weaved is very good, and your husband will like it.
Yes, I will bring you Yunfu’s snacks when my son comes back. They are really delicious."
The old woman smiled, patted her son and said, "How can I go to my husband's house to pay New Year's greetings and even take food with him? I am so shameless."
Zhang Jianzhi looked at the sky, picked up the piece of linen and walked away, saying, "This is what the seniors taught me. Don't be polite when you go to my husband's house. I hope they won't fool me again this time."
Just one step out, the carriage stopped at the door of the house. A fat man stuck his head out and shouted: "Brother, please hurry up. If you are late, you will not be able to get back to Chang'an."
Zhang Jianzhi responded loudly and ran out of the house. His mother also chased him. He was a little stunned when he saw this luxurious carriage. The fat man had already jumped down to the old woman to greet him. The old woman who was at a loss quickly helped the fat man.
He stood up and looked at his son.
"Mother, this is Tongtang, the classmate I often tell you about. My son and he have made an appointment to go to Yushan together. You can go back, my son will go now."
After saying that, he and Lei Tong got into the carriage together. The coachman shouted, and the luxurious carriage rushed out, and soon turned out of the square gate and turned to Zhuque Street.
The lady from the Hua family, holding the soles of her shoes, asked the old woman in confusion: "Madam Zhang, was it Jianzhi who got into the carriage just now?"
"Yes, he is going to Yushan to pay New Year's greetings to his husband. His classmates came to pick him up. They don't know how delicious the food at the Marquis's house is. The two children can't wait. You can see how panicked they are." The old woman said
His face was full of pride.
With the carriage, it was very fast to go to Yushan. After more than an hour, we arrived at Yunjiazhuangzi. Li Tong gave the horseman a few coins and asked him to go to the street to eat by himself. He carried two huge gift boxes and went with Zhang Jianzhi.
Entered the Yun Mansion together.
The house was already very lively. Many seniors were already sitting in the living room drinking tea, waiting for their husband to come out. The butler and accountant who registered the gifts were waiting at the door of the wing with smiles. They saw Lei Tong and Zhang Jianzhi being brought over by the servants. The second butler, Lao Zhao,
He stepped forward and saluted, thanking them for coming to wish the Marquis New Year greetings.
The similar gift was a good one, just a scroll of ancient paintings. Just look at the prancing postures of the horses in the painting, which is probably the original work of Zhan Ziqian. Old Zhao was originally in the jewelry and jade business, so he couldn't tell. He carefully removed the scroll.
He rolled it up and put it back in the box, and said to Lei Tong: "Young Master, you are on your mind. You know your husband's temper. You will inevitably eat the meat after giving such a gift. You'd better put it away quickly and don't let your husband see it."
Seeing the butler's resolute attitude, Lei Tong had no choice but to put away the scroll and bring up another gift box. The butler was delighted as soon as he opened it and saw a whole set of big-headed clay dolls inside. They were so naive and very festive. He quickly put the gifts away and put them away.
After preparing the gift list, Lei Tong naturally beamed when he saw that the gift he carefully selected was liked by the host.
Old Zhao took the piece of linen cloth from Zhang Jianzhi, rubbed it with his hand for a while, raised his thumb and said: "Good material, smooth cloth surface, almost no joints, thick, and the whole piece of cloth is soft when beaten. The old lady has been looking for it."
A good piece of linen can be used to make close-fitting clothes for the two young masters in the house. Even if you have it, it is rare for the young master to have such skillful hands in his family."
After registering the gift list, Zhang Jianzhi and others went to the courtyard together, where a large circle of congratulatory brothers, Brother Yang, and Brother Wen came down to pay their respects. It was already noon.
Lao Qian had prepared a banquet a long time ago. He said that the Marquis was kept in the palace by His Majesty and could not come out. He would invite everyone to a banquet. You and the Marquis are all close masters and disciples. Don't be offended. You must eat well.
Have a good drink, and you will make further progress in your knowledge this year.
Everyone knew that the husband was a close official of the emperor. Since he was left in the palace, he would not be able to come back anytime soon, so everyone relaxed and had a big meal at Yun Mansion.
Zhang Jianzhi thought that he was eating very ungracefully, but he didn't expect that Li Tong next to him was even more ungraceful. There was a pig's trotter on the plate, and his eyes were fixed on the large piece of meat.
"Xiao Lei, there is no shortage of meat in your family, why are you working so hard?" Zhang Jianzhi poked Lei Tong in embarrassment, and Lei Tong said without raising his head: "Can the meat in my family be eaten? It can't even keep up with the food in the academy.
I went home and asked the cook to make braised pork for me, but what did I end up with? I immediately kicked the cook away. My father still didn’t believe that the food in the college was better than at home, so I took it home when I was resting.
I finished a portion of braised pork in one go, saying that this is meat-eating, and the cook at home is not unfair. Try it, this pig's trotters are authentic."
After saying that, he inserted half a pig's trotter as if there was no one around and put it on Zhang Jianzhi's plate. They were all young boys of fifteen or sixteen years old. This was the first time for many of them to act as adults and go to someone else's house to receive gifts. At first, there were some
If you are restrained, you will be at a disadvantage if you start to see someone. It's not like you haven't grabbed food in the academy. After a while, you will be unable to see anyone.
Lao Qian likes to see this kind of scene the most, and Yun Ye will feel distressed when he sees it. However, Lao Qian stubbornly believes that when the guests eat happily, it gives the host the greatest face, which shows that the reputation of Yunfu's food is not bad, and it is decent
Holding a wine flask and constantly urging him to drink, he smiled like Maitreya Buddha.
When young people go drinking, they are the rivals of old foxes like Lao Qian. Lao Qian walked through seven or eight tables, and there were seven or eight empty wine jars piled behind him. They were all strong drinks. After a while, someone started to twist around
Talking nonsense.
After eating the meal for more than an hour, seeing that it was getting late, Zhang Jianzhi, who was obviously drunk, walked out of the Yun Mansion with his body like a dead pig, carrying two bamboo baskets and a roll in his hand.
Scroll.
In the bamboo basket was the return gift from the Yun family, four kinds of exquisite snacks, with a small cream cake in the middle. Zhang Jianzhi tried his best to support Lei Tong, for fear that the guy would break the bamboo basket, so the coachman who saw Lei Tong came up to him.
, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
It took more than an hour to get here. When we got home, the coachman drove the carriage very fast, because the young master had already vomited three or four times, and he kept shouting at the vomit that it was a pity, and he very much wanted to eat it back.
impulse.
The sky got a little dark, and Zhang Jianzhi was sent to Chang'an by the groom. At Lei Tong's house, he personally returned the painting of Zhan Ziqian's horseback to Lei's house, and explained the reason why Yun Mansion refused to accept it. Mr. Lei said to Mr. Academy
The noble man praised him again, and then handed the return gift from the Yun family to Mr. Lei. Mr. Lei looked at the five-color gift inside, and then looked at his son who returned drunk, and knew that they had a very happy time in the Yun Mansion.
That's good, that's good, as long as you don't look down on merchants. Seeing Zhang Jianzhi wandering around, he ordered the groom to send him back and invited him to visit his home in his spare time.
Seeing that it was getting dark, the old woman saw that her son still hadn't come back, and she couldn't help but began to worry that he would be teased by others at the banquet. After all, she had seen such a scene countless times when she was a geisha. Under the worry, as long as she heard
There were footsteps outside, so I quickly opened the door and took a look. I was disappointed countless times.
A carriage stopped at the door of her house. She saw her swaying son being helped out of the carriage by the coachman. She quickly went up to support her son. She saw her son smiling happily at her, even though he was dizzy from the strong smell of alcohol.
But he understood that his son had a good time during his trip to the Hou Mansion, and he seemed not to have been bullied.
Zhang Jianzhi, who was determined to persevere, fell down on his bed. He felt heavy sleepiness and was about to fall asleep. He seemed to remember something and struggled to get up. He took the basket from the door and handed it to his mother, saying: "
Mom, try some of Yun Mansion's dim sum. After you eat it, you will know how delicious it is. This is a return gift from the Hou Mansion."
The old woman helped her son onto the bed, took off his clothes, fed him some water, wiped his feet with a wet cloth, then covered him with a blanket, and stared at the sleeping son for a while.
I went back to the low table, opened the lid of the bamboo basket, looked at the exquisite snacks inside and took a long breath of the sweet smell inside. How many years have I not smelled such a good smell?
He dug out a small piece of cream with his fingers and held it in his mouth, and he couldn't help but moan. Is this the taste of heaven? (To be continued...)
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