Chang’an Small Restaurant

    Shen Shaoguang asked Liu Feng to sit in front of the single-sheet snack table, sat opposite himself, and asked A Yuan to serve the buttermilk.

    Liu Feng glanced at Shen Shaoguang, his face turned reddish, and then stared at the wood grain on the table, "I don't know what the little lady wants to say to you?"

    "Do you know your son's background?" Shen Shaoguang asked warmly.

     "Listen to Master Jingqing from Guangming Temple."

    Shen Shaoguang nodded, he could imagine what Jingqing said, "Lady of the Shen family in Luoxia" "Although the family is in the middle and forced to make a small living, but she is familiar with poetry and books and has a wide range of knowledge" , and even praises such as "virtuous, docile and virtuous" and "kind, respectful and frugal" may not be offered without money. Jingqing is a kind-hearted person. Suffering is a blessing, so there are many good words.

    "My son is just living in Guangming Temple, there are some things that Master Jingqing doesn't know about." Shen Shaoguang explained to him with a smile.

    "My son was born in Luoxia Shen, and was released this spring from the Ye Ting Palace."

      Shen Xiaofei can be released, obviously it is not a concubine, it can only be...

    I know that he understands what he means, and people respect him. Of course, we can't make people feel that "the poor love the rich" and "return to the word". This superficial excuse for the failure of the marriage has been found by Shen Shaoguang : "I don't want to get married now, I just want to settle down, make money to support my family, buy a house and land, cook chickens and slaughter ducks..." When it comes to the nature of the joke, Shen Shaoguang laughed first.

    Liu Feng also smiled slightly.

    "It's abrupt." After a while of silence, Liu Feng stood up and crossed Shen Shaoguang's hand.

    Shen Shaoguang also stood up, gave a serious gift, and smiled, "It's an honor."

    Liu Feng licked his lips and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and walked out with his head down.

    I didn't expect to meet my boss Lin Shaoyin at the door. Are you here for dinner?

    Liu Feng salutes Lin Yan.

    Lin Yan nodded and walked into the store.

    "What do you want to eat? How about cooking a bowl of chicken soup hoto? And some fried chicken with courgette and shrimp paste?"

    "Good."

    I faintly heard Shen Xiaoniangzi reporting the name of the dish and the boss's always concise "good" word, Liu Feng felt that he was thinking too much, Shen Xiaoniangzi and Lin Shaoyin... impossible.

    Liu Feng guessed that Lin Shaoyin was probably tortured until the night by Zhang Gong, the minister of Honglu Temple, and came back from night ban.

    Recently, foreign embassies came to the DPRK. Although they mainly received Honglu Temple, many of them had to cooperate with Jingzhao. The person in charge of Jingzhao was Lin Shaoyin.

    The two companies often deal with each other, and Liu Feng also knows a little about Honglu Siqing. This Duke Zhang is the most meticulous and meticulous person. The matter of driving two cars should be "discussed and discussed again", and then it is "the "Ritual" cloud... the time of the Han Dynasty... the time of Taizong of the current dynasty... the time of Gaozong... the time of Xuanzong . . . "It's a real headache.

    This morning I went to Lin Shaoyin to sign the document, but he was not there, saying he went to Honglu Temple... Liu Feng felt a little sympathetic to this young boss, and the official Gao Jue was very high Juxian's trouble.

    Shen Shaoguang is a little helpless, why does this guy always come to eat at this time? Are you all sold out?

    I can only have something to do. The chicken in the jar is gone, there is some chicken soup left, grab some noodles, put some green vegetables, and cook a bowl of chicken soup hoto. Take a cucumber, peel it, slap it, add minced garlic, clear sauce, and sesame oil to cool; add two chickens, a bunch of chives, and a spoonful of shrimp paste, fry them in a pan, they're all quick dishes, and they'll be ready in a while .

    Lin Yan turned his head and put his eyes on a picture on the wall, the mountain was faint, the water was flowing, the half-rafters thatched hut, and there was a wine guise next to the door. Peeling lotus pods. No color is used, only ink is used to outline and smudge. The painting is not very clever, but its own shares are smart and tranquil. Although there is no title, no postscript and no chapter, Lin Yan also knows that this is the painting by the owner himself.

    Lin Yan suddenly remembered what happened at the palace gate that day.

    The day the court discussed various measures to combat the drought, when I went to the court, I stopped by Anfumen to see the evacuation of the palace maids. .

    From a distance, I saw a smiling young lady among a group of elderly palace maids crying and wiping tears.

    Today, the saints are not yet in their prime, and there are not many high-ranking concubines.

    She had a fresh look on her face, what did she say? "Sick and weak"...I don't think I was pushed away, but I decided to go, and I can't tell how much money I used. At that time, she was infected by this fresh energy, and when she was soft-hearted, she let her go.

      what.

    I came out of the palace and ran to this small shop of spring chives, yellow beams and thatched huts. Is it interesting? Lin Yan glanced at the small storefront, and then glanced at the painting, which was indeed interesting.

    About every person who lives high in the temple has a dream of a hermit, just like every person in the field has a dream of authority. Lin Yan was indeed moved by the seclusion in the painting, but Shen's little lady... Thinking of Liu Lu's listlessness just now, and the fact that he would rather be hungry before buying Shen's pancakes, could it be...

    Lin Yan suddenly frowned, thinking about these irrelevant things? When I saw a moth when I was young, I could make up a legend. Is the problem still not cured? Then he turned to thinking about the mission.

    Shen Shaoguang brought the vegetables and hoto on a tray and placed them on the snack table. Shen Shaoguang found that this Lin Shaoyin never sat in front of those long desks, probably because he didn't like "face to the wall"...

    "Slow guest."

    Lin Yan nodded in thanks.

    A Yuan brought in the cleaned cups, dishes and chopsticks from behind. Shen Shaoguang had almost cleaned up the kitchen, so she asked her to go back to the nunnery with hot water to wash, and lock it by herself for a while shop door.

    "I'm waiting for the little lady."

    Shen Shaoguang said softly: "You go first, there are many people on the street outside, it's fine." The child is tired during the day and always doesn't get enough sleep, so let her go back to wash and sleep early .

    A Yuan shook her head, seeing that she was out of work, she went to sit on the steps outside the store and waited for Shen Shaoguang.

    Shen Shaoguang smiled without temper.

    Shen Shaoguang stood behind the counter, resting his chin in his hand, thinking about Liu Feng.

    This is what normal people do. It's just that in the past life, he passed through without a boyfriend and without marriage. This life seems to be the life of a single dog. No wonder he lives in a nunnery. In the future, I will be old and lonely - Shen Shaoguang imagined that he lived in a big mansion, surrounded by servants and maids, watching the snow in winter, eating melons in summer, and finding someone who could read and read the legend... It was also very good!

    So make money first!

    After Lin Yan finished eating, he turned his head and saw Shen Shaoguang's peaceful face, "The owner—"

    "Here! The guests have eaten?" Shen Shaoguang changed into a polite and attentive smile in a blink of an eye.

    Lin Yan nodded.

    "One hundred bucks, guests." Twenty bucks are costs, and the rest are labor and overtime pay. This buddy has come here several times. He eats special stir-fried dishes. If you charge a little more, it is not considered a slaughter.

    Lin Yan took out a small piece of silver from his purse, put it down, and walked out.

    It was about two or two again, Shen Shaoguang felt that he was one step closer to the life of the landlord's wife, and he was in a good mood!

    After washing the dishes, turning off the light, and locking the door, Shen Shaoguang patted A Yuan who was already asleep on the steps, "Go, go back to sleep!"

    The author has something to say:

    Later Lin Shaoyin: If you want to wear it back, beat yourself to death! At that time, the stubbornness was the cold bed that my daughter-in-law was blasted out to sleep in today.

    Shen Shaoguang sneered: Oh, isn't it irrelevant?