The only people who can make the prefects worry about it are the big shots from the court. Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times, and those who have the ability to intervene are either Wang Qinruo or Ding Wei.
It's good that this matter can be over like this and not cause another trouble. I just want to be harmonious, make money and continue the business. Wang Wen smiled, didn't take it to heart anymore, and prepared for the highlight of the official opening dinner with peace of mind.
After some gongs, drums and lion dances, Zuixianju Restaurant was officially opened. On the first day, the guests were the shopkeepers of the surrounding shops and the famous literati of Lin'an Prefecture. Since I was not familiar with them, the list was provided by Mr. Qian.
After three rounds of drinking, a gentleman-like man slammed the wine glass and said through the smell of wine: "Although this wine is good, it is so strong that it is like the scorching sun shining on the ground and the burning fire burning the forest. It is the wine of warriors."
, is not a wine for literati. We, the Song Dynasty, take literature as the foundation of our country, and the wine we need must be warm and tender, like the spring breeze turning into rain. When it comes to good wine, it’s better to get Yuelou’s Deyue Fine Wine.”
Another scribe agreed: "Brother, what you said is very true. The Master said that you will never tire of fine food, and you will never tire of fine food, but no matter how fine it is, how fine it is, it will never deviate from its origin. The nature of wine is to make people drunk.
Entering a good place, rather than being drunk to sleep."
Everyone who comes is a guest, and no matter how harsh his words are, he has to greet them with a smile. Wang Wen went up to say hello: "Two brothers, let's talk about it. Wang Mou has learned a lesson. I don't know that you two don't like strong drinks. I have another one here."
There are light wines for you two to choose from." After that, he asked the waiter to bring two bottles of low-alcohol rice wine.
The two scribes looked at the people at the table looking at them with strange expressions. They felt that they were at a disadvantage. They blushed and said, "I'm drunk, I'm drunk. I hope the shopkeeper can forgive me."
While we were drinking, the boneless lanterns around the restaurant lit up. A shopkeeper with sharp eyes noticed something strange and said, "Look, this lantern has some strange shapes. The light is very soft. It has no bamboo or wood. It seems to have no skeleton."
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Seeing what the shopkeeper said, other guests also paid attention to the boneless lantern. Seeing this, Wang Wen introduced to them: "This lantern is made by my sister-in-law. The whole lantern is made of paper and embroidered on the paper with embroidery needles."
It is made of tens of thousands of holes, and its name is the boneless lantern. Shopkeeper Chen has a unique vision, so he gave this lantern to shopkeeper Chen as a gift. Congratulations to shopkeeper Chen on getting rich in all seasons. Guys, wrap it up for shopkeeper Chen.
, put it in Shopkeeper Chen’s sedan chair.”
There was a commotion in the crowd, everyone was asking if the lamp was for sale.
Wang Wen accompanied him and said: "Thank you for your support. It takes nearly a month to make a lamp. My sister-in-law has no such plan at the moment."
While everyone was marveling, there was a thunderous thunder outside. Wang Wen was startled, his hands shook, and he almost dropped the wine glass to the ground. The scribe who just said something strange smiled and said: "This is the tide of the Qianjiang River. I have never seen it before."
Wang Wen nodded repeatedly and said: "Yes, yes, as Li Bai's poem goes, Poseidon comes back from the evil wind in the east, and the waves hit the stone wall of Tianmen. How is it like this in August in Zhejiang? The waves are like mountains spewing snow. The people in the mountains are ignorant and ignorant, so
Everyone laughed."
The two scribes felt that they had regained their dignity and said with a smile: "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in one month. The poem "Jiuquanzi" by Pan Lang, a poet of this dynasty, goes like this: Long memories watch the tide, and Manguo people compete to look up the river. The doubts are over.
In the sky, amidst the sound of thousands of drums, the tide-waggers stood towards the head of the tide, holding the red flag in their hands without getting wet. Others came to look into the dream, and the dream was still chilling. On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were like clouds of tide-watchers, and major guilds and
The famous shopkeepers of Lin'an Prefecture will send their own clerks to participate in the tide, and the leader of the tide last year was won by Deyuelou." After that, he shook his head and described the grand occasion when Deyuelou won the championship.
Another scribe followed up and said: "Deyuelou not only has good food and wine, but also good workers. Liu Tier of Deyuelou was a blacksmith, and later switched to fishing. He has strong muscles, holding a red flag in his hand, holding a boat, no matter what
No matter how the tide rises or falls, he stands motionless at the head of the tide. He is really like a hero, and everyone praises him. I heard that your Yong'an River is also connected to the sea, but can you do such a feat of making tides? Is it possible for such a strange man to do so?
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It is estimated that these two scribes were hired by Deyuelou to cause trouble. Today, they are guests of our Zuixianlou, but they repeatedly praised Deyuelou for their good wine and good people. It seems that the Zuixianlou brand was put up in Lin'an Mansion.
Going out is not an easy task. Wang Wen thought for a while and said: "Our Yong'an River is a small stream, but it also has many rapids. Both men and women can do the tide work."
The two scribes could not help but secretly laugh and think, how could the skills developed in the rapids of the creek be compared with those in the tide of the Qianjiang River? They even laughed and wanted to see him make a fool of himself, saying: "Master Ren, the transshipment envoy, is in charge of his affairs."
, can you please send someone from Zuixianlou to participate in the tide-making event on August 16th this year, so that everyone here can feast their eyes on it?"
When Master Ren heard this, he came over to smooth things over and said: "Tide-making in the world can only happen on the Qianjiang River in Lin'an. By August 15th, everyone might as well go and watch it together. Zuixian Tower
The matter of participating in the competition is just a joke."
"Nothing else. Shopkeeper Wang said that Yong'an River is suitable for both men and women. We really want to see it." The scribe smiled and said, "I heard that in a land where spirits are produced, there should be more generous people with heroic songs, rather than those with grandiose words and grandiose words.
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Wang Wen smiled, filled a glass of wine and said: "Please drink this glass, and please tell the shopkeeper of Deyuelou that Zuixianju will never break the promise of the tide on August 15th, and will be with them on the tide."
A showdown."
The two scribes frowned as they looked at the shochu that made them drunk immediately after smelling it. However, the situation was such that they had to drink it. After drinking it, they were completely drunk in no time.
The reason why Wang Wen dared to accept the invitation was because Bai Shuangfei was originally a fairy born from Bailu, and it was common for her to stir up troubles. If she was asked to take action, she would be able to overwhelm the others immediately. Opening up the sales of soju would not only
Only at the wine shop.
I just saw this and wanted to exchange the details of the story with Zhu Jinze on QQ. Zhang Guifang came out with a big belly, grabbed Jin Huabin's ear and said: "What did you do to me secretly?"
He bent his head and said, "What have you done? You haven't done anything."
"I didn't do anything, so why did this thing appear in my bag?" She said as she took out a yellow paper bag from her bag.
Alas, she still found this peace talisman that her father called Fang. Her father-in-law told her that it would not work if she found it. When she gave him this talisman, she told the story of Zhuge Liang's seven-star lantern to extend his life.
The Chinese army's main tent kicked down the main lamp, causing Zhuge Liang to lose his life. Of course, she couldn't say this to her, she could only explain: "This is your father's kindness."
She cursed loudly: "My father told you to let him go, so you let him go? Your superstitious college graduates are also superstitious, and the books have been read into the pig's brain."
She was the oldest pregnant woman in the world, so Jin Huabin had to apologize. But what happened was unbelievable. After Huang Fu was burned by a fire, Zhang Guifang woke up in the middle of the night for several consecutive nights.