Shen Lie, Yun'er, Aunt Li and others were enjoying their afternoon leisure while eating.
Everyone is eating.
Aunt Li put down the bowl and chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and then looked at Yun'er with burning eyes, watching the girl's figure getting taller and plumper day by day, and the bulging heart under the plain white clothes becoming increasingly rounded. The raised butt...
Aunt Li, a newcomer, had a look of satisfaction on her face.
Because she ate well, slept soundly, and had enough nutrition, Yun'er's body grew rapidly and gradually began to reveal the unique tallness and plumpness of northern women.
In Aunt Li's words, a big butt is good for fertility.
Seeing that Shen Lie didn't take it to heart.
Aunt Li began to nag to Shen Lie again: "Don't eat from the bowl, look at the pot. It's time for you two to find an auspicious day to consummate your marriage. Someone like a fairy like Miss Zhang, you... Don’t worry about it.”
The implicit meaning behind these words is for Shen Lie to give up on the eldest lady of Taishi Mansion as soon as possible and live a down-to-earth life with Yun'er.
"Hurry up and give birth to a big fat boy!"
Yun'er felt Aunt Li's burning eyes moving around her waist and hips, and she lowered her head shyly, biting her red lips with her cute little teeth.
Shen Lie quickly responded perfunctorily: "I know, Auntie."
My ears are getting calluses after hearing this.
Yun'er now has no relatives and is regarded as Aunt Li's half-adopted daughter. Aunt Li is naturally kind-hearted. The old man is eager to have a grandson.
Of course Shen Lie knew in his heart that this era was different from that of later generations. In this era, there were three types of unfilial piety, and having no heirs was the worst.
As the male son of the family, his main theme is to carry on the family lineage. He couldn't blame Aunt Li for her persistent persuasion. Now he is the only one left in the old Shen family.
Looking at the shy Yuner.
Shen Lie said softly: "Wait a little longer."
Yun'er has been his for a long time. The two of them get along day and night every day, rubbing shoulders with each other. They have done all kinds of outrageous things, but they still stick to the last hurdle.
Consuming a marriage is just a trivial matter, but in this era of poor medical and health conditions, giving birth to a child is the biggest hurdle in a woman's life. If she can't cross it...
That's one corpse and two lives!
So Shen Lie was very cautious.
At this time, Shen Lie seemed to have noticed something, so he raised his head and looked outside through the open window lattice. He happened to see two noble people, an old man and a young man, walking in a hurry, surrounded by several tough men.
Shen Lie was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that two days later, Eunuch Feng and Young Master Zhen would come again.
This is boiled fish. Are you addicted to it?
Shen Lie quickly stood up, told everyone to collect the leftovers, and then took Yun'er to welcome them out, bowing to Feng Bao and Mr. Zhen.
"Ouch, rare guest, rare guest, please come in quickly, you two distinguished guests!"
After some pleasantries, Shen Lie let the two distinguished guests into the shop. The waiter hurriedly wiped the table, while Yun'er was busy wiping the table and making tea.
As Dongchang's fans spread around...
Mr. Zhen lifted the hem of his brocade clothes, sat down carelessly, and pretended to be very skillful and shouted.
"Is the shopkeeper's business booming?"
Shen Lie hurriedly said: "Thanks to you."
Sure enough, it’s the first time it’s raw and the second time it’s ripe.
As Feng Bao also sat down, Mr. Zhen excitedly slapped the folding fan on the table and shouted: "Serve!"
Shen Lie quickly responded cooperatively: "Okay, two distinguished guests, please wait a moment!"
This style of painting is really a bit like folk fireworks.
It is clear.
Mr. Zhen enjoyed the ordinary atmosphere of this world. With a smile on his fat face, he began to look around again.
At this moment, a few middle-aged Confucian scholars in Confucian uniforms walked in from outside. It seemed that they were also here to eat in the restaurant, but...
But he was blocked from the door by a fan from Dongchang.
The tough Fanzi held the handle of the knife and shouted: "Stop, whoever is coming!"
Several middle-aged Confucian scholars were startled. Looking at the ferocious expression, they began to reason unconvincedly: "What to do?"
Is Dongchang amazing?
Why aren't you allowed to eat out?
So the two groups started arguing at the entrance of the store. The sound of the argument spread into the store, alarming Feng Bao and Mr. Zhen. Feng Bao had not yet spoken...
Mr. Zhen was already furious. He stood up in a hurry, jumped over, and stared at the fans with his bright eyes.
"do what!"
Mr. Zhen was very angry. He spat out a mouthful of saliva and cursed at those fans: "Why don't people come in to eat? What's the point?"
Several fans were so scolded that they could not raise their heads, their faces were red, and they did not dare to protest, so they had no choice but to look at Feng Bao as if asking for help.
Eunuch Feng looked at the lively Long Live Master, his old face twitched slightly again, he could only take a deep breath, waved his hand, and made a letting go gesture.
The few fans were relieved and hurriedly took a few steps back, making way for the entrance of the store and letting the middle-aged Confucian scholars in.
Mr. Zhen glared fiercely for a few more times, then bowed to the Confucian scholars and apologized profusely: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, these unscrupulous slaves caused trouble for no reason, and I offended them."
Don’t reach out and hit the smiling person.
Those Confucian scholars had no choice but to give up and bow to this righteous young master: "Easy to say, easy to say."
Several Confucian scholars lifted their Confucian clothes and bowed down, then sat down at the next table.
Mr. Zhen then patted the folding fan gently and said calmly: "If you guys want to eat something, just ask, it will be charged to my... Zhen's account."
The Confucian scholars were stunned for a moment and hurriedly gave way: "We meet by chance... This doesn't seem appropriate."
But Mr. Zhen was too enthusiastic. He opened the folding fan and closed it again, saying repeatedly: "It's appropriate, it's appropriate, you're welcome."
It’s hard to refuse such kindness.
The Confucian scholars looked at me and I looked at you, then they stood up and bowed again, saying repeatedly: "Then it is better to obey my orders than to be respectful. Thank you very much, young master."
Mr. Zhen nodded with satisfaction. Such a generous gesture made Yun'er at the counter and the waiter serving tea and water stare straight in the eyes.
Yun'er murmured in her heart.
"Good man."
The waiter also touched his head, feeling even more certain that Mr. Zhen... was indeed the stupid son of the landlord.
Feng Bao watched helplessly from the side, watching Long live the Lord scattering money generously, his wrinkled old face felt a little bitter, and his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
He hesitated several times, but finally held back and had no choice but to comfort himself in his heart.
never mind.
Not bad at all.
At this time, Shen Lie's voice came from the back kitchen: "Man, serve the food!"
The waiter hurriedly tossed the towel and shouted: "Come here!"
Following the waiter and apprentices, they busily shuttled around, bringing out plates of private dining signature dishes.
The quiet shop in the afternoon soon became noisy. Looking at Mr. Zhen's innocent smiling face, he seemed to be enjoying the noise.
As a bowl of boiled fish was brought to the table, Mr. Zhen couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks. This time he had already gained experience in eating.
One bite of grilled fish and one bite of boiled fish. The spicy and refreshing fish meat stimulated the taste buds. Mr. Zhen gasped for air, and soon he was sweating profusely after eating.
Feng Bao had already accepted his fate and quickly picked up the chopsticks and began to enjoy this worldly delicacy.
Half an hour later.
Cheap square.
Wait until all the guests at both tables have eaten and drank.
Shen Lie walked out of the kitchen and chatted with Feng Bao and Master Zhen. In this era where etiquette is very complicated.