"In this case, then I have no reason not to accept Peng Peng." Wu Ziyun laughed.
Zhang Zhong looked happy, pulled Pengpeng and said, "Why don't you meet your teacher yet?"
Pengpeng was gnawing on chicken legs and was being pulled by his father, who was still outside the situation.
"How did you meet the teacher at school before?"
Pengpeng suddenly remembered, and then bowed to Wu Ziyun, "Hello, teacher."
Wu Ziyun quickly went to help Pengpeng, "It's okay, it's okay."
Zhang Zhong said, "Today is still too hasty. I will find time to hold a banquet later and let Pengpeng officially become my disciple."
"That's no need. Times are different now, so there's no need for these false courtesy. I think it's fine today. There's no need to make any more arrangements. Let's all sit down."
Pengpeng nodded and sat back down, continuing to eat the unfinished chicken legs.
Just like that, the matter was settled.
However, Zhang Zhong will prepare a apprenticeship ceremony for Peng Peng later, and Wu Ziyun should also give Peng Peng a gift in return.
This is not a necessary process, it just depends on the willingness of both parties. Since you are learning oil painting, those traditional etiquette are naturally unnecessary.
Everyone sat down to eat again, and the atmosphere was different now, because the relationship between the two parties had changed. From then on, Wu Ziyun became Pengpeng's teacher.
"Teacher Wu..."
Wu Ziyun waved his hand, "How many years have I grown older than you? You can call me brother from now on. I will still call you by your name as before."
"Brother Wu, we have to go back to Jiangyang tomorrow and come back for a visit next week when Peng Peng has a double holiday."
"Okay, then I will sweep the bed and wait for you. Let's not talk about these things tonight. There are wine, food, people and scenery. We can't waste this good time. Come, Zhang Zhong, two elders, Yu Han
, I propose a toast to you.”
Zhang Zhong held the cup and said, "It should be us who respect you."
"It's all the same, it's all the same, let's drink together."
…
After the meal was finished, no one left in a hurry.
Although the temperature dropped in the evening, the breeze came slowly and was slightly cool, but not chilly, so everyone climbed to the second floor of the boat together.
As soon as Pengpeng reached the second floor, she ran to the railing and said, "Wow, this boat is so high."
This shocked the adults. Xu Yuhan held on to Pengpeng's arm, and her grandparents also stood around, fearing that she would accidentally fall into the water.
Zhang Zhong and Wu Ziyun were sitting in the pavilion drinking tea.
Perhaps it was intentional by the owner of Huguang Yayuan, dense rows of trees were planted on the shore of the small lake, blocking the continuous flow of the road outside, leaving a strong moonlight on the lake.
Wu Ziyun smiled and said, "With such a scenery, Zhang Zhong, don't you have any poetry in you?"
"Brother Wu, you are joking. Even if I am interested in poetry, I may not have poetic talent."
"I think you are being modest. Have you prepared a new work recently? Your fans are eagerly awaiting the release of your new work."
"I'm currently writing a science fiction book, which may take some time to come out."
"Then readers are in luck. To be honest, I have read less of your works. I am older and cannot keep up with the times. Science fiction works are too brain-consuming for me. I still prefer "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood"
Note "This kind of thing."
Wu Ziyun is not that old, only in his forties, but he probably doesn't like reading science fiction and detective novels.
Just as Zhang Zhong was about to reply, a waiter came over and said to Zhang Zhong, "Sir, our boss asked if he could see you."
"See me?"
Zhang Zhong looked at Wu Ziyun, it was okay to meet him for a meal at his place, and the boat was thanks to his boss, but after all, he was inviting people to dinner, and the guest's feelings had to be taken into consideration, so Wu Ziyun might not be willing to meet him.
"Zhang Zhong, you don't have to think about me." Wu Ziyun smiled.
Zhang nodded and said to the waiter, "Okay."
The waiter left after receiving the reply.
After a while, Pengpeng grabbed the railing and shouted, "Look, there is a small boat there."
Zhang Zhong and Wu Ziyun also looked over, and saw a small boat on the shore slowly approaching. There were two people standing on the boat, and they couldn't see their appearance clearly.
In just over a minute, the boat docked at the Huafang. A middle-aged man jumped on and went up to the second floor of the Huafang.
As soon as they reached the second floor, the middle-aged man came over enthusiastically and said, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wu, and I, Li Xuan, are the bosses of Huguang Yayuan."
Zhang Zhong shook hands with Li Xuan and said with a smile, "Boss Li's appearance is very special."
"It's not easy to move the boat, and I was afraid of ruining everyone's enjoyment, so I took a small boat to come over. Originally I shouldn't have come here to disturb you, but I just heard that you two were here, and I really couldn't help it. I hope you can forgive me."
Wu Ziyun said, "It doesn't matter, I would also like to thank Boss Li for the hospitality."
"Mr. Wu, it's our honor for you two to come to the store. This meal tonight belongs to me, Li. I just hope that you can enjoy it to the fullest."
Li Xuan had always been curious about who Wang Kewang's friend was, but when he saw it was Zhang Zhong, he was surprised and happy.
It wasn't over yet, what he didn't expect was that Wu Ziyun came again.
These two appeared together, and he couldn't help but want to meet them.
As for waiving bills, that's something he often does.
Opening this shop itself makes no money. In such a place where land is at a premium, there are not many private rooms, and the food prices are not very expensive. Even if it is full of customers every day, he will not make much money.
Among all Li Xuan's businesses, Huguang Yayuan is the least profitable.
But this store was his favorite.
The reason why I opened this store is for socializing.
Those who can come to his restaurant to eat are more or less famous people, and it is not open to ordinary people at all.
That’s why Zhang Zhong tried to check Huguang Yayuan’s ordering number online but couldn’t find it, and it was also because of this.
Li Xuan didn't stay long when he came over. He exchanged a few pleasantries, gave his business card, and then left in the boat again, which didn't take more than ten minutes.
Looking at the boat heading towards the shore, Wu Ziyun said, "I thought you knew the boss here, otherwise how would you have booked the boat?"
Zhang Zhong explained to him, "I asked Wang Kewang, the editor-in-chief of "Poetry", to order it for me. I originally just asked, but I didn't expect that I could actually order it."
"You asked Wang Kewang to book a box for you, so why can't you book a box? I have met Wang Kewang several times. He is a very humble man. But although he is humble, everyone knows who his grandfather is. In Yanjing City,
Who can refuse to give him face? Doesn’t that mean not giving Mr. Wang face?”
"I didn't think so much at the time. It's just that he brought me to this store, so I wanted to ask him for help." Zhang Zhong said with a smile.
Of course, it's impossible for him not to have thought of this, but asking friends for help is an important step in promoting relationships.
Wu Ziyun also understood in his heart. He looked at Peng Peng who was looking at the scenery and took a sip of tea. "Speaking of which, my hands are a little itchy. I want to draw something when I go back."