Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 219

"Guangheju has been a time-honored brand for as long as I can remember. At that time, I heard from the gentlemen that no matter how much you eat or buy, you rarely pay in cash. You usually pay your bills and settle them at the end of the year."

They come, the security.

Seeing that Meng Fan sincerely invited him to dinner, and that he had two empty bags, leaving only two loads of valuable mahua, and not afraid of being tricked, the salesman simply let him go, and casually told all kinds of old stories and allusions:
"During the Daoguang period, the calligrapher He Shaoji often ate here and had an old debt. Later, he couldn't pay off the old wine debt, so he wrote an IOU in his own hand.

As if the shopkeeper had found a treasure, he immediately ordered someone to frame the IOU and hang it in the store. After hearing the news, many literati came to admire this calligraphy treasure. Overnight, Guanghe Juju became a famous restaurant in the capital..."

There was sadness in his words.

I don’t know if I’m recalling that time when things were still passable, or I’m sighing that I can come in and eat.

"Yeah, fried kidney, Jiang tofu, Pan's steamed green fish, Bashu spicy fish noodle skin, steamed scallops."

"This is the dish on the menu. Do you have any recommendations?"

Seeing Meng Fan's sincere eyes, the salesman hesitated and reminded: "Master Dao, it's just the two of us. You ate a lot on the street earlier."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just trying to get enough. Just say, I want to try some of the capital's delicacies."

"Three no sticks, it's like honey, pan fish..."

Don't dare to underestimate the waiter who is responsible for taking care of the dishes. These days, monks and Taoists are the last people to be provoked.

Besides, Meng Fan's demeanor was not that of a mortal, and the guys in Guangheju were used to big scenes and had seen all kinds of people, so they had no worries about this Taoist being a freeloader.

At this time, there was a shouting outside.

"Mr. Zhou Da is here. Check out Mr. Qian Da's room at No. A."

week?
Meng Fan, who was ordering dishes, raised his eyebrows. Brother Xun was actually a pen name, and his real name should be Zhou Shuren. It takes ten years to cultivate trees and a hundred years to cultivate people.

"Master Dao knows Mr. Zhou?"

The clerk noticed something strange and hurriedly asked.

"A native of Shaoxing?"

Meng Fan asked back, seeming a little excited.

"That's right. Since you know Mr. Zhou Da, why don't you go and sit down at the A shop?"

This is confusing.

Finally, Meng Fan nodded in agreement.

But before that, he paid 20 yuan for the meal in that box. After all, he and Brother Xun were not relatives, and they were not even the easiest country party to make friends with. He could only be generous and use money to clear the way.

the other side.

The waiter led the guests to No. A, quickly opened the curtain and shouted:
"Mr. Zhou Da is here!"

In fact, as a gourmet, Brother Xun didn't have much expectations. In the past, when introducing it to friends, his evaluation of Guanghe Jumei was not very positive.

However, this is still the restaurant he frequents most. The reason is actually convenience——

The Shaoxing Guild Hall is at the north entrance of Nanban Hutong, and Guanghe Ju is at the south entrance of Beiban Hutong. Every day when you return from the Yamen, you have to pass Guanghe Ju.

This time, a friend from the same hometown sent an invitation, and specifically chose a restaurant closer to the club. Brother Xun had finished work and couldn't shirk it, so he had no choice but to come.

Just as I was thinking about it, the curtain opened again:

"Master Meng Dao is here!"

Daoist?

Mr. Qian, who was in charge of organizing the game, was stunned for a moment, and the other guests were even more confused. The ancients said:

Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY.

The people attending the banquet this time were all knowledgeable people. How could a Taoist priest come?

Hmm...so cool!

Brother Xun applauded in his heart.

And Meng Fan also looked at him immediately. At this time, this great writer was only in his early thirties. He had just returned from studying abroad for a few years. Under the recommendation of a friend, he had just started to receive official salary and was responsible for national education.On the side, after receiving the money, he saw that Master Dao was not acquainted with this group of people but wanted to make friends with him, and his words started to bloom. After a while, the atmosphere became lively, and Meng Fan took the salesman and sat down.

When he introduced himself, he specifically mentioned that he had traveled to Western countries to study. As expected, everyone's eyes became more curious and respectful.

Coupled with the fact that he already had the goods in his belly, had traveled through time twice, had the perspective from later generations, and had an extra period of life experience, Meng Fan immediately became a guest.

At first, Mr. Qian Da, who organized the bureau, felt a little unhappy. After all, he was the one who invited the township party to dinner, and a Taoist priest came out halfway to overtake the guest. How could it make sense?

But Meng Fan had an extraordinary conversation and a mysterious background. He also said that he heard that a group of knowledgeable people gathered here and came here specifically to make friends.

It is not the behavior of a gentleman to get angry again with such a posture.

After some exchanges, Meng Fan also overturned his past perceptions. From the article, Brother Xun should be a middle-aged man who is calm and calm on the outside, but has a faint fire burning inside. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he is not so lonely——

He is funny and humorous. Although he doesn't talk much, he can speak out suddenly and say a few words that make everyone laugh in their stomachs. He doesn't always have a tight face.

"Well, the first night I came to Peking, I still remember that there were more than thirty bed bugs crawling on the bed. I was so shocked that I rolled up my bed and lay down on the table to fall asleep."

"The Tenghua annex of the guild hall is too noisy. There are often Fujian guests in the neighboring rooms making noises like wild dogs."

"Bushu Bookstore is quite quiet. There are two trees planted in the courtyard, one is a locust tree and the other is a locust tree."

"It's so gloomy all the time that it's easy to have nightmares."

His eyes couldn't help but fall on Meng Fan.

As we all know, Taoists cure evil and catch ghosts.

"It's easy to hear."

Help brother Xun catch ghosts?

After a hundred years, it was a good talk, and Meng Fan would not refuse it.

"If it works, I won't be in a hurry to buy a house."

These days, Brother Xun has discussed with his family and plans to move out, and the place has almost been found——

A three-entry courtyard with 21 main rooms and wing rooms, a total of [-] rooms. It also comes with a small garden and a small cross-yard.

The owner of the house bid [-] silver dollars, but he didn't have enough money around him. He planned to buy it together with his second brother. My mother agreed and sold the old house in Shaoxing.

They chatted until the evening, and everyone left in twos and threes, making an appointment to meet again next time——

Meng Fan, who was treating guests this time, had integrated into this circle. The gentlemen all inquired about his residence, saying that they would visit Lu Zuguan when they had time in the future.

Outside the restaurant.

Brother Xun carried a large wooden box and lit a cigarette in the late autumn breeze. He wore a long gown, a crew cut, and a mustache, and his appearance was extremely distinctive.

"You treat me to lunch, and I'll treat you to dinner..." Brother Xun said.

Then, he suggested going shopping on Liulichang Street.

The king of hell is not afraid of hungry ghosts.

Meng Fan immediately agreed to his invitation to dinner, and went to have a big meal. The salesman who was asked by everyone to pack two baskets of meat for the whole family before leaving the restaurant seemed embarrassed, and finally made up his mind to resign——

The boss of Guangheju is a good person. Before everyone left, he took the initiative to buy all the twists with assorted fillings and asked the salesman to deliver them to the restaurant in the future.

Now, Meng Fan made up his mind to patronize Guangheju's business more often. The salesman's life would be much easier now that he had a regular big customer.

Good luck, I will meet a noble person when I go out...

He didn't know how many times he repeated this sentence.

"Two ocean dollars, don't refuse, buy winter clothes for your wife, children, and children."

Before leaving, Meng Fan was still generous with his actions.

Of course, he can give more, but the salesman cannot keep it, and his good intentions will lead to disaster.

(End of this chapter)