"I came to Yanjing for business, not for tourism. When should I choose?" Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"Tch, you are the only one who can do anything serious and behave like a national leader." Song Xiaomeng rubbed her hands, put the scarf back on and said, "Let's go, I'll treat you to dinner. I've just gotten used to the outside world."
The weather makes me feel like I don’t want to go out after staying here for a long time.”
Lin Yuan stood up with a smile, put on his coat, also put on a scarf to greet Wang Zhanjun, and the three of them left the hotel together.
Following Song Xiaomeng, Lin Yuan naturally took Song Xiaomeng's car. In order to avoid the girl having any objections, Wang Zhanjun drove Lin Yuan's car and followed behind.
Less than half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a hotel. After getting out of the car, Lin Yuan took a look at the hotel. The two stone lions in front of the hotel were very majestic. Although it was just past six o'clock, the weather in Yanjing had already begun.
It was dark, and the neon lights at the entrance of the hotel were flashing. The four large golden and calligraphy characters "Guodu Restaurant" on the large plaque at the entrance were very eye-catching, shining under the light.
"These four words are not simple. They are definitely written by famous artists." Lin Yuan glanced at the plaque and couldn't help but praise it.
"You have some discernment." Song Xiaomeng handed the car keys to the car boy and said, "These four characters are handwritten by old man Baishi. This restaurant has a history in Yanjing for many years."
"Old Man Baishi?"
Lin Yuan couldn't help being surprised when he heard this. No wonder he looked at these four words very seriously. It turned out to be the handwriting of Qi Baishi. Qi Baishi is a master of modern Chinese painting and a world cultural celebrity.
Qi Baishi worked as a carpenter in his early years, and later made a living by selling paintings. He settled in Beijing after he was fifty-seven years old. Mr. Baishi is best at painting flowers and birds, insects, fish, landscapes, and figures. His pen and ink are vigorous and moist, the colors are bright and bright, the shapes are concise and vivid, and the artistic conception is honest.
Simple and simple. The fish, shrimps, insects and crabs created are full of natural interest.
Although Old Man Baishi is famous for his paintings of flowers, birds, insects, fish, landscapes and figures, his own calligraphy is also not bad. Qi Baishi is a calligrapher and seal scripter, taking his method from the Qin and Han dynasties. , is a rare master figure in modern my country.
Song Xiaomeng led Lin Yuan and Wang Zhanjun in and said: "This Guodu Restaurant was already very famous in Yanjing before the founding of the People's Republic of China. Old Man Baishi once tasted the dishes of Guodu Restaurant and praised it highly.
, the boss at the time used this to ask for a few words, but old man Baishi did not leave his name or seal."
"It seems like this hotel has a lot of history." Lin Yuan said with a smile.
"The original owner of this restaurant had an ancestor who was an imperial chef. His ancestor had served as an imperial chef in the Qing Dynasty and hosted Emperor Kangxi's Manchu-Han Banquet. Unfortunately, this restaurant suffered a blow during the turmoil, and the descendants could not protect the legacy left by their ancestors.
Plaque." Song Xiaomeng said.
"So the owner of this restaurant is no longer the original owner?" Lin Yuan asked, feeling a little sad while asking.
Most people may not understand the feeling of losing their family's signboard, but Lin Yuan himself understands it deeply. Their family is also an imperial doctor, and the plaque of Zhengqi Hall has a history of hundreds of years. In Lin Yizhi's hands, he even turned Zhengqi into
The plaque of the clinic is more important than his own life, which is why Lin Yuan never closed the Zhengqitang Clinic.
It has a rich history and a long history. Sometimes some questions and some signs already represent not only the sign itself, but a kind of inheritance and a spirit.
"That's true, but not entirely." Song Xiaomeng said: "The chef of Guodu Restaurant is still a descendant of the boss at that time. His skills are very good, but he is not the biggest boss of Guodu Restaurant. This plaque
He himself only occupies a part of it."
While talking, Lin Yuan, Song Xiaomeng and Wang Zhanjun entered the gate of Guodu Restaurant. As soon as they entered, a beautiful waitress came forward to greet them: "Sir, Miss, who are you?"
"You three, find a private room that is more secluded." Song Xiaomeng ordered.
"Okay, you three, please follow me." The waitress said hurriedly. The waiters who can work here are basically very discerning. This Guodu Restaurant is also a five-star restaurant. The waitress can tell you at a glance.
It can be seen that Song Xiaomeng's clothes are extraordinary.
Several people were about to follow Song Xiaomeng in when several people walked in from the door of the restaurant again. They were four young people in their twenties. The leader was twenty-seven or eighty years old and was praised by the other three.
The young man who came in couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he saw Song Xiaomeng, and he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello with a smile: "Hey, when did Xiaomeng come back? Why didn't you say hello when you came back..."
While he was talking, the young man suddenly saw Lin Yuan who was with Song Xiaomeng. His face couldn't help but change, and he swallowed back the words behind him, and his original smiling face suddenly turned a little livid.
"Haha, isn't this Young Master Wang? After seeing each other in the river, Young Master Wang still looks as charming as ever." Lin Yuan looked at the young man and said with a smile. The young man who was surrounded by several people like stars holding the moon in his arms was none other than
, none other than Wang Pengchong.
"It's okay." Wang Pengchong said coldly: "I didn't expect Dr. Lin to come to Yanjing. I'll treat Dr. Lin to a drink another day when I have time. I won't accompany you today." After that, he hurriedly took a few people with him.
He greeted the waiter and left in a hurry, unwilling to say another word to Lin Yuan and Song Xiaomeng.
Looking at Wang Pengchong leaving in a hurry, Song Xiaomeng chuckled and said, "I didn't realize that this Wang Pengchong is very afraid of you."
"They are not afraid of me. They are obviously too lazy to pay attention to me." Lin Yuan said with a smile. He naturally knew why Wang Pengchong left in such a hurry.
When he was in Jiangzhong, he was afraid of trouble, so when he treated Wang Pengchong, he specially asked Wang Pengchong to write an indictment. Although the above could not damage Wang Pengchong's foundation, but if it was spread out, it would definitely make Wang Pengchong lose his face.
None of these young masters from Yanjing valued their face more than their own lives. With the indictment in Lin Yuan's hand, Wang Pengchong naturally did not want to see Lin Yuan.
In Wang Pengchong's eyes, Lin Yuan was like a prickly hedgehog. He couldn't touch him and looked disgusting. It was better to stay far away, out of sight and out of mind, lest he could not control himself and start a quarrel with Lin Yuan, which would end up hurting both sides.
"As long as you are self-aware." Song Xiaomeng chuckled, and then reminded seriously: "But Wang Pengchong should be more careful with you. Although I don't know why he is afraid of you, this guy is not a good guy. Maybe he himself is not
It’s easy to take action, but you can’t guarantee that you’ll find someone else.”
"Hey, beauties and troubles are all caused by women." Lin Yuan raised his head and sighed.
"You're looking for a beating." Song Xiaomeng rolled her eyes at Lin Yuan, raised her little foot, and stepped on Lin Yuan's feet. Lin Yuan hurriedly avoided it and couldn't help laughing: "It's really a green bamboo snake mouth, a wasp
The needle on the tail, both are not poisonous..."
Before Lin Yuan finished speaking, Song Xiaomeng pointed at Lin Yuan and said: "If you dare to say the last sentence, you will be dead."
The two chatted and laughed, and followed the waiter to a secluded private room. The private room was not big, but the decoration was very unique. The furniture, tables and chairs inside were all in retro style, and some retro calligraphy works were hung on the walls of the private room.
style calligraphy and painting.
Lin Yuan and Song Xiaomeng sat down in a private room. On the other side, Wang Pengchong and three young men also sat down in a private room. After sitting down, a young man following Wang Pengchong couldn't help but ask: "Master Wang, that guy just now
Who is it? It seems that you are more afraid of him?"
"Am I afraid of him?" Wang Pengchong chuckled and said, "I was too lazy to argue with him at that time. If I really want to deal with him, it's just a matter of one finger."
"No, who is Mr. Wang? How can he be afraid of that poor boy? That boy doesn't have any background at first glance, and he is wearing ordinary clothes." A person next to him hurriedly flattered.
"But that boy actually talked and laughed with Miss Song. It seems that they have a close relationship." The young man who asked the question before said.
"Young Master Wang, this is absolutely intolerable. We heard that the old man intended to betroth Miss Song to you." Another person said.
"What are you talking about? Drinking, these things are all your worries." Wang Pengchong felt very irritated and couldn't help but hum. The three of them were a little unhappy when they saw Wang Pengchong and hurriedly changed the subject.
Although Wang Pengchong didn't want the three of them to talk about this topic anymore, there was already a shadow in his heart. Their old man's health was getting worse day by day, and he was even confused most of the time. He only had the occasional brief period of clarity.
I tried to tell him about Song Xiaomeng or Song Xiaojia, but the Song family didn't say anything.
In fact, Wang Pengchong also understood in his heart that their old man's status was not as good as that of the Song family, and the current situation was not good, so the Song family was probably a little hesitant.
Moreover, Wang Pengchong also vaguely heard that the old man of the Song family seemed to prefer the boys of the Zhang family. Although the Zhang family was not an official family, its influence in Yanjing was not small. The younger generation of the Zhang family had another evildoer like Zhang Zhengyue.
Zhang Zhengyue is young, less than 30 years old, but he has a lot of halo around his head. It is said that he also has a lot of thoughts about Song Xiaomeng, but this matter is just a rumor at the moment and has not been completely confirmed.
Thinking of Zhang Zhengyue, Wang Pengchong couldn't help but roll his eyes. Zhang Zhengyue has eyes on the top of his head. He is very proud and has said on some occasions that Song Xiaomeng is the one in his pocket. If he let
That guy knows the relationship between Song Xiaomeng and Lin Yuan. I wonder if it will be exciting?
Wang Pengchong was thinking and planning in his mind, how to let Zhang Zhengyue know about this without involving him. He really didn't want to mess with Lin Yuan. That guy was just a piece of stinky shit, even if he was trying to clean it up.
It's absolutely disgusting. If the thing he wrote to Lin Yuan spreads, his own reputation will be ruined in Yanjing, and he will be ridiculed by many people.
PS: The second update is here. I have been adjusting to the time difference these days. I always get up in the morning to code, but it suddenly changes to daytime. I am really not used to it. I was not in a good state yesterday. I will work hard to code today and strive for more updates!