Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 83

After being silent for more than a month, the small restaurant in Xi'an's Chengzhong Street finally became lively again.

After the last catastrophe, instead of declining, the entire small restaurant has expanded. The two nearby grain stores and fruit stores have been bought by the small restaurant, and the upper and lower floors have been opened up. A large-scale restaurant has been revealed. , the whole restaurant is very festive today, the signboard is covered with a layer of red cloth, the double doors of that kind of characteristic western-style tavern are also opened, and you can see beautiful chicks shuttle back and forth inside, many of Song Qingshu's western-style dim sum Fans thought it was reopened, so they all gathered together.

It's a pity that the answer I got was that it hasn't opened yet, and it will be soon.

In this way, on the contrary, the more hooked people feel itchy in their hearts.

How can it not be lively today? The owner, Song Qingshu, has been away for more than a month, but he is back!
When Zhang Xianzhong came back earlier, he brought news to him. When Song Qingshu was half a day away from Xi'an City, he sent someone to deliver the letter in advance last night. It's cleaning the table, and preparing food and drinks, just waiting to welcome their husbands back.

"I'm coming!"

While he was busy with his work, Xiao Luobo, who had been looking around at the intersection, suddenly ran in excitedly, and his words immediately caused another ping-pong-pong sound inside.

He led a few honest and hard-working villagers brought back from Shazigou and Funiu Village, and skillfully tied horses and donkeys to the horse stakes at the door. Song Qingshu was shocked when he entered the door.

"See you sir!"

Caiwei is wearing a new silk satin goose-yellow skirt. It is not surprising that she is a lady who lifts the skirt to salute. She is originally a rich lady, and Qiaoer seems to have developed a lot in more than a month. The child is a tomboy who doesn't even know it when he takes a bath, and the emerald green reed-patterned double-breasted jacket is propped up a little by the bulging little bun. This girl has been picking weeds for a long time, so it is understandable that she has been influenced a bit.

But what the hell is Hongniang Xing acting like a little girl in such a shy manner?Looking at Xing Hongniang, who was wearing a bright red make-up jacket, fiery red embroidered skirt, and even her pretty face seemed to be flushed, she put up her skirt and squatted like Xiaojia Biyu, Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and didn't react.

Holding her skirt stiffly for a long time, Song Qingshu just stared at him so stupidly, Xing Hongniang, whose hands were sore, couldn't help jumping up angrily, and smashed Song Qingshu's forehead with a small fist.

"What are you looking at! You can't avoid being polite! Do you want to exhaust this girl to death?"

Fortunately, there is no one here to see what you are looking at, or you will be really dizzy.Rubbing his head and looking at Hongniang Xing, who was pinching his waist and puffing up his face, and refused to pretend to be a lady, and the two little girls who had laughed so hard, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smiled wryly. This was the original formula. the taste!

Today is really a New Year's day, except for the three girls Xing Hongniang, Xiao Luobo is all wearing red new clothes, and even put some rouge on his face disgustingly, and he is a little taller than Xiaobao, that feeling, Just like Xiao Si, Guo Degang, Song Xiaobao and other comedians mixed together, it's really vulgar, even though the other guy, the second fool, is also dressed like this, at least he is tall!It looks normal.

Guided by the little radish with a hippie smiling face, Song Qingshu followed into the restaurant and nearly ate him a catty again. This change is too great!
The original long and narrow restaurant has been completely expanded, and the original supporting walls have been replaced by red lacquered wooden pillars the thickness of a bucket, which is more than four times larger than the original one. The original large black glass counter of Song Qingshu has been restored. It is also jet-black poured with burnt glass, but it looks like a huge piece of black jade, with a large beer barrel placed firmly on it.

The table has expanded from the original four tables to sixteen tables, and on the wall, the ugly cross Christ statue that was originally carved by the foreign monk Tang Ruowang has been removed and replaced with a brand new one made of pineapple wood. , and the old man of Christ has also changed his clothes. Although his curly beard and hair still smell a bit foreign, his bookish face and that set of well-formed scholar-bureaucrat robes are completely Chinese, and he doesn’t look like Christ at all. The old man was nailed to the cross with his arms outstretched, but the cross was like a halo behind him. I don't know whether Tang Ruowang should be happy or angry when he saw Father Tang coming back.

There are also those "Impressionist" paintings hung on the walls in the Song Dynasty and Qing Dynasty, which have been replaced by many oil paintings at this time, whether it is the countryside, or landscapes, or flowers. Judging by the handwriting, I am afraid that it is not inferior to the professional paintings of the West. painters.

A large table of dishes was served steaming. The fish head and the braised pork were all covered with shredded red chili peppers. You don’t need to ask to know that it was written by Han Juan, a funny cook who can’t cook without chili peppers. With the aroma, it has the taste of chopped pepper fish head in later generations, and the family does not need to be polite, and those red tapes are also thrown aside. Song Qingshu said that a chopstick fish was stuffed into his mouth, but it was spicy and hot. It was so hot that tears came out of his eyes, and he jumped up and down like a horse monkey.

Xing Hongniang laughed outright, and was a little afraid of Song Qingshu. Qiaoer suppressed her laugh, and turned her already fair little face into a red one. It was still Caiwei who hurt her, and she quickly brought a glass of juice while smiling. , Song Qingshu held it and drank it quickly, only then did he feel a little more comfortable in his throat.

This is the feeling of home!Han Juan stared angrily at her apricot eyes, as if she despised Song Qingshu for not knowing how to appreciate her cooking skills. The other three girls were smiling, and tears came out of their smiles. It's not like when you were on Funiu Mountain, although you had a small power, you had to maintain a cold and ruthless state of majesty all the time, and it was tiring to live.

Holding a glass of wine and drinking a round of the beer that he brewed himself, the reception banquet was officially opened, and the chatterbox was also opened. Song Qingshu asked curiously: "Who painted the oil painting on the wall, then..."

"Yes, I drew it." Caiwei lowered her head shyly, and replied coyly: "I also want to imitate your impressionist painting style, but it's really difficult! So I followed Tang I copied some of the drawings from the priest with his paints, hung them up first, and waited for you to come back, then painted and replaced them!"

I really didn't expect that this girl is so talented in painting, she can't be the Ming version of Van Gogh and Michelangelo!Song Qingshu, whose eyes were wide open, quickly shook his head like a rattle: "Young girl's drawing is so good, she is much better than Brother, whatever you pick, I will hang them all in the future, and no one is allowed to pick!"

Caiwei's little face, which should be angry and happy, was suddenly filled with surprise and happiness. A certain flushed female man immediately tasted it, and raised her face angrily. The large wooden screen and partitions are also credited.

"These things are still pretended by this girl, you fool, look, are they much better than the ones you made?"

Looking back at the sixty to seventy catties of heavy wooden products, Song Qingshu's forehead immediately dripped with cold sweat, he really deserves to be a woman!

"Leave these jobs to the guys. You are also the boss's wife. Why do you do rough work? Look at the radish, it's short and thick, isn't it born to carry things?"

In exchange for no praise, Song Qingshu reprimanded, Hongniang Xing pursed her mouth in anger, and the little radish on the side almost squirted out the spicy braised pork in her mouth, and finally swallowed it, this product is also a sad reminder I yelled: "Is there a black-hearted boss like you? The pillars upstairs and downstairs were fixed by me and the idiot, and the wall was smashed by me and the idiot. You still have to put white on the wall. It was me and Erlianzi who wiped it for more than a month! You have gone to the countryside to eat and drink hot food and become a landlord, and Erlianzi and I really eat less than rabbits and do more than mules!"

"Carrot, you are the mule, not me!"

"This is called a metaphor, you fool, what do you know?"

Xiao Luobo and Zhang Er were arguing, but Song Qingshu was taken aback when they heard what they said. After hesitating for a moment, he secretly reached out and grabbed Caiwei's little hand. The little girl immediately lowered her head shyly, but Song Qingshu's face turned gloomy some.

Caiwei's little hands are obviously a little thicker, and they live up to the original delicateness. It is estimated that they used too much lime water to grind the wall. Looking up, there are still traces of dryness on some places on the flat white wall. It is obvious that the work was completed in two days. , looking at it, even Xiao Bao, a lazy and slippery kid, had a small piece of his face scalded by lime.

"What did Liu Dazhuzi and the others do? And Xing Youfu, Zhao Dezhang and the others, didn't they come to help?"

There are more than 20 people in the Xing family class. If they had stretched out their hands, they wouldn't have dragged on for so long. As he said, Song Qingshu's tone was filled with displeasure.

"Brother Liu and the others are busy with business. Recently, I heard that the Yansui border soldiers have rebelled again. Many refugees have come from the north. The city is not peaceful. There is also Brother Zhao Xing and the others. It’s a martial arts practitioner, so I’ve gone to choose it, and it’s a good thing to be able to eat a mouthful of public food..."

Hearing that Song Qingshu seemed unhappy, Caiwei hurriedly stuttered to explain, but before she could finish speaking, Xiaoluo snorted angrily: "If you count on these bastards, then you have to wait. Let's wait until tomorrow." , After tomorrow, I have time to drink and pay money, but I don’t have time to come to help, but people have Fude deer, and they get mixed up. People in the streets around here have to call out when they see it. How can they do this? rough work?"

This made Xing Hongniang a little embarrassed. After all, they are all members of Xing's family. He kicked the little carrot under the table to make him shut up. Xing Hongniang opened his mouth to explain, but before explaining, Song Qingshu suddenly smiled and waved: "Okay, I just came back today, let's not talk about those unhappy things, anyway, we have redecorated, take a break for these two days, brother will take you to have fun, relax, we will open again in two days! "

"To the prosperity of the business, cheers!"

Seeing Song Qingshu raise the beer glass, little radish, Xing Hongniang and others are all straight people, they immediately kept silent and raised their hands to raise the wine glass and cheered. Only Caiwei still showed worry in her eyes. She was careful, but in Song Qingshu could see the restlessness in his eyes.

That was a terrible hostility!

(End of this chapter)