"You haven't forgotten what old man Zhang said. Now you have opened this restaurant in a decent way."
Xiao Liu sighed and said, "It's a pity that the shopkeeper couldn't see it."
Maybe when others praise him, he responds.
But in front of this gentleman, he didn't dare to respond at all.
When Chen Changsheng heard what he said, he couldn't help but said: "As the saying goes, people who have passed away have spirits in heaven. Maybe he is watching right now."
Xiao Liu nodded and agreed: "If the shopkeeper can see it, that would be the best."
"Um."
Chen Changsheng handed over the gourd.
Xiao Liu opened the seal of the jar of Qiuyue Brewing, and the aroma of the wine filled his nostrils.
"We need to fight more this time," Chen Changsheng said.
Xiao Liu said: "Then I will find a wine bag for you sir."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "No need, just fill the gourd."
Xiaoliu was a little confused after hearing this, but he still followed the instructions.
But after a while, he understood what the teacher meant just now.
In previous years, Mr. came to drink.
This gourd only needs three ladles to fill it up.
But now he has reached the fifth gourd, and the gourd is not yet full.
This shocked Xiao Liu, and his hands started to shake a little.
'No wonder...'
No wonder the gentleman only said that it was enough.
Xiao Liu sighed in his heart. Although the shopkeeper never mentioned Mr. Chen's origin, he had already vaguely guessed it.
Ever since that time when the gentleman cured the old shopkeeper's leg disease with a bowl of wine, he had some enlightenment.
Now it seems that what he thought has not escaped.
After nine scoops, the gourd was finally full.
Xiaoliu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Mr. Chen, it's full."
Chen Changsheng nodded, then took out the money to pay.
But then he suddenly remembered.
His money was spent early!
After I bought a sword from the blacksmith, my pocket was already empty.
Chen Changsheng felt helpless for a moment. He raised his head and looked at Xiaoliu and said, "Chen forgot to bring the money when he went out. I will owe it this time. What do you think?"
After hearing this, Xiao Liu was a little frightened, and quickly said: "Sir, what are you doing? How dare Xiao Liu accept the money for the wine from him? Sir, you also said that the old shopkeeper is watching from the sky. If he runs out of wine, just come and beat him."
If you are sir, you will definitely have enough wine."
Chen Changsheng felt a little embarrassed after hearing this.
He doesn't have the habit of eating and drinking for free, and looking at Xiao Liu's behavior, if he owes money here, he might not have a chance to pay it back.
Chen Changsheng sighed and said with a smile: "You, you... are not as honest as old man Zhang."
Xiaoliu smiled and said: "Everything else is easy to talk about, but if you want to give money, sir, that's not possible."
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly, thought for a moment and then said: "If Chen doesn't drink for free and you don't charge for it, then Chen will give you some advice. What do you think?"
"Mention the word?" Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment.
Chen Changsheng said: "I'll lend you some pen and ink."
Xiao Liu did not refuse this time and quickly went to get a pen and ink.
After a while, Xiao Liu brought all the pens, ink, paper and inkstones.
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and then wrote.
【Wine is the wealth of the world, it is indispensable. Three cups lead to the road, and one fight unites nature.】
Chen Changsheng stopped writing and said: "Chen is not good at poetry. This is a limerick. It's not well written. Let's just read it."
Xiaoliu didn't care, but said: "How can the teacher's writing be wrong?"
Chen Changsheng didn't say he was modest. This poem was not written well. It was really not good. There was no rhyme or anything, it was just written for fun.
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "If you don't feel ugly, you can hang this limerick in the restaurant."
Xiao Liu smiled and said: "Then it has to be hung in a conspicuous place."
Of course, although this poem is not well written, it does not mean it is useless.
With this limerick, anyone who drinks in a restaurant will feel that the wine in the cup is more fragrant and the taste is fuller.
I used this poem to pay for the wine.
The husband didn't know, and Xiaoliu didn't know how important this limerick was, but he still kept it as if he had found a treasure. He planned to find someone to frame it and hang it in the restaurant at noon.
"Just pay for the wine with this poem, and Mr. Chen won't disturb your business."
"Sir, are you leaving?"
"Go meet some old friends."
Seeing what Mr. Chen said, Xiaoliu, who had planned to keep Mr. Chen, had no choice but to give up.
Xiaoliu sent Chen Changsheng to the door of the restaurant, said goodbye, and watched his husband leave.
"Slow down, sir!"
The waiter walked out of the door and asked: "Shopkeeper, who is this gentleman? Why haven't I heard of you, the shopkeeper, talking about him before?"
"This gentleman..."
Xiao Liu thought for a moment, but didn't know how to explain it to the waiter. After thinking for a while, he said: "You just need to know that you must be respectful when you see this gentleman next time. If you show any slightness, I will steal your
Skin."
The waiter was shocked when he heard this.
It seems that this gentleman has a great background!
…
After Chen Changsheng left the restaurant, he did not stop at Qiuyuefang again.
He first went to a hill outside the workshop.
In front of Zhang Wudi's grave, one-third of the autumn moon wine in the gourd was poured in front of the grave.
The tomb stood there, looking a little lonely.
Chen Changsheng felt that it was not good, so he stretched out his hand and placed two small pine trees in front of the grave. This way, it no longer felt so desolate.
He didn't say a word, turned around and left after doing this.
He went down the mountain step by step, and then went to the mountain surrounded by flowing clouds.
The steps leading up to the stage were covered in moss.
No one has taken this road for a long time.
Chen Changsheng saw that there were several footprints on it, probably because someone had been here recently.
"Time is impermanent..."
Chen Changsheng sighed and walked towards the mountain.
Every time you pass a step, all the moss and weeds on the steps disappear, revealing the stone slabs.
Until Mr. finished walking all the steps.
All the moss and weeds along the way disappeared, and the road on the mountain was also revealed to the world.
At the entrance of the Taoist temple, Tong Zhihuan and the girl had been waiting here for a long time.
Tong Zhihuan bowed his hands and said, "Tong Zhihuan respectfully welcomes Mr. back to the mountain!"
The girl didn't have a name, so she could only say: "Welcome back to the mountain, sir!"
Chen Changsheng glanced at Tong Zhihuan and said, "The beard has grown so long, I can hardly recognize him."
Tong Zhihuan smiled and said: "The road has been traveled a lot, and it is inevitable that there will be more vicissitudes of life."
Chen Changsheng nodded slightly and said, "It seems that you have indeed traveled to many places over the years."
He looked at the girl standing next to Tong Zhihuan.
Chen Changsheng also didn't expect that this peach tree could become a spirit and become wise in such a short period of time.
"It took several years to realize the innate wood energy, so you became wise and spiritual. Although you have the opportunity, it is not easy for you to do this."
Chen Changsheng continued: "Now that you can reveal your spiritual body, you might as well give yourself a name. It was chosen by Chen, so it doesn't sound nice."
The girl blinked and said, "Sir, please give me one."
"You really want me to give you a name?"
"Um."
"Then let's call you Tao'er."
Tao'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses.