Cross the ancient times with golden fingers to farm and raise cubs

Chapter 209 Inferiority
The old man has been paying attention to Zhiye's movements, and when he notices the calligraphy and painting on the wall, he stops so that he can take a closer look.

Zhiye noticed it, smiled gratefully at the old gentleman, and looked at it frankly, without any embarrassment.

His appearance was seen by many people who secretly paid attention to this side, and they all nodded in approval in their hearts, and they were more willing to make friends.

The main reason is that a major event happened, which made them worry about making friends.

Some well-educated people come here, but they look very petty, just look at the calligraphy and paintings, but they have never seen the world, and they are very sneaky, which makes many people who want to make friends rest their minds.

It's not that such people are bad, but some people are used to inferiority. To make friends with such people, one must not only pay attention to his sensitive temperament at all times, but also be cautious.

Some people are fine with low self-esteem, but some people have low self-esteem and disgust. While enjoying the benefits you give for granted, they also feel in their hearts that you look down on him, and some people even have bad intentions.

It's not that they think too badly about people, but that someone has been harmed by such a person. In the end, that person not only lost his identity as a Juren, which he had managed to obtain after ten years of hard work, but also lost his wife and children.

But that despicable looking for someone was living a good life. Although later this person was angered by that good friend of Juren, but this incident was really a sensation at the time. When they made friends, they all subconsciously avoided it. group of people.

In fact, they are also afraid of such people who are disgusting. If they meet them, they will end up in that end, and they will vomit to death.

Therefore, Zhiye's generous attitude instantly let him get rid of their suspicion of his inferiority complex.

The reason for this opinion is that one is because of Zhiye's clothes, and the other is that he has no book boy or servant, and he is not a native of Zhujiang County.

Zhiye doesn't like the luxury of those silk brocades, he prefers to focus on comfort, so he prefers to wear cotton clothes, which are sweat-absorbent and breathable without rubbing the skin.

He himself didn't care about these things, but he forgot the old saying "respect clothes first and then people", which is human nature.

Therefore, people think that his family is not rich.

After carefully appreciating the calligraphy and paintings here, before he could speak, the old gentleman asked with a smile, "Is this your first time here, sir? I see that you are born with a face, and your accent is like ours from the Pearl River."

Zhiye Yu was gentle and polite: "The old man has good eyesight. I am indeed not from the Pearl River. I just came to visit relatives. I heard that there are many literati in the Wen'an Pavilion, so I wanted to come and have a look and make friends."

"So that's the case. I don't know if the young master is going to sit in the lobby or go to the private room upstairs?"

Zhiye looked around and saw that there were still vacancies, so he said, "It's in the lobby, it's my first time here, so let's see first."

The old gentleman bowed slightly as a gesture of invitation: "Okay, sir, please come this way, there is still space there."

Zhiye nodded and followed: "Mr. please lead the way."

After sitting down, the old gentleman said: "Young master, can I order some tea? If not, you can try the literati tea and snacks and dried fruits presented by my Wen'an Pavilion first."

"Alright."

Zhiye didn't know what was there, and when he heard that there were tea and snacks as a gift, he took advantage of the opportunity to taste it, and asked Xiao Er later.

The old man waved his hand to order Xiaoer to bring tea and refreshments, and then said to Zhiye: "Young master, I will excuse you first. If you have anything to do, you can ask the waiter in the store."

"Okay, old man, go to work."

The old man smiled and nodded to leave.

Zhiye looked at the place where he was sitting. The environment and view were not bad. Although the screen not far in front of him was not erected, he could imagine that after the screen was erected, he could form a small cubicle with privacy. , and will not be completely invisible.

Without making Zhiye wait for a long time, Xiao Erduan brought tea and snacks and dried fruits, and he arranged them for Zhiye in the same way, and poured tea.

"Young master, you use it first. If you have something to do, you can pull this bell, and the little one will come back. Do you need the little one to stand up the screen?"

"it is good."

Zhiye nodded, and Xiaoer went to stand up the screen. Only then did Zhiye realize that the screen didn't completely block the view. Looking out through the screen from his angle, he could actually see the hall.

Thinking about the same with other people, Zhiye picked up the teacup and took a sip. The literati tea was not bitter, and there was no aftertaste after drinking it, it just smelled more elegant.

Zhiye was a little disappointed, he thought it was called literati tea, and there was something special about it, so he tasted the pastry as well.

Huh~ This pastry is amazing. The fruit has a strong fragrance, and it doesn't taste very sandy. The soft and glutinous taste is that kind of slightly sweet taste.

I don't know if this literati hall can buy it, but his grandma must love this taste, and he will bring some back for his sister to taste.

Dried fruit is very common. After he ate half a plate of pastries and half a pot of tea, he shook the bell a few times, and after a while, Xiao Er walked around the screen and came in.

Zhiye pointed to the pastry on the table and asked, "What's the name of this pastry, can I buy it here?"

Xiaoer smiled brightly and said: "This pastry is unique to our Wen'an Pavilion, so I bought it naturally. Do you want to buy some to take home?"

"Well, how did you buy it?"

"We buy by the portion here, half a catty for 300 Wen, how many copies do you want?"

"Three servings."

Zhiye thought for a while and said, he has been out for a long time today, and he will come over early tomorrow.

Xiaoer retreated to pack Zhiye, and Zhiye watched the hall quietly waiting.

Not long after, Xiaoer came over with three paper bags, and Zhiye asked, "Where is the bill?"

"You can settle the bill with the little one."

"Well, how much silver in total?"

"900 cash for three snacks, 100 cash for the lobby."

When Zhiye exposed himself to the sun for a while, he just said, just a piece of dim sum costs [-] Wen, and this is a gift of tea, pastries, and dried fruits, so there is really no charge for it.

Although he thought so in his heart, he settled the bill swiftly.

Carrying three pastries, Shi Shiran left the Wen'an Pavilion and went home.

Walking on the street, the smell of food permeated the tip of his nose, and Zhiye's pace couldn't help but quicken a bit, if he hadn't just eaten some pastries to fill his stomach, his stomach would probably be rumbling right now.

Back at Sister Qingyun's house, I happened to meet grandma and the others eating, Zhiye quickly walked a few steps and put the pastries on the table, and shouted: "Grandma, Sister Qingyun, I'm so hungry."

Shen Qingyun beckoned him to sit down: "Then hurry up and sit down, Hongyu hurry up and add a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Mr. Zhiye."

"Yes."

After Zhiye sat down, he pointed to the paper bag he brought back and said, "I went into the Wen'an Pavilion and brought you some pastries. I tasted them and they tasted good. You should try them too. The little one said the pastries It’s unique to their Wen’an Pavilion.”

"Really? Then I have to try it. It is said that the pastries and meals in Wen'an Pavilion are excellent. Why don't you come back after eating in Wen'an Pavilion?"

Zhiye scratched his head Hanhanously: "I didn't come here because of thinking, no matter what, I have to eat more meals with you."

(End of this chapter)