Northern Song Dynasty: It’s a showdown, who said I, Zhao Zhen, don’t have a son?

Chapter 19: Scholars have a good temper and will not take matters into their own hands

After instilling the corporate culture, Fan Zhongyan approached Zhao He.

The old man laughed and said: "Did you say before that the prince and general Xiang Ning had the guts?"

Zhao He knew that the old man named Fan was knowledgeable, and he felt a little embarrassed at the moment: "Isn't it tantamount to rebellion by saying it? I accidentally said it smoothly."

Fan Zhongyan nodded, with a rather emotional expression.

"I have also considered this issue. I think that Taizu also started from an unknown person, and gradually reached the commanding heights of this country, creating the prosperous age of the Song Dynasty."

"And most of the generals around him are like this."

"Although most of the founding kings, princes and ministers of the past dynasties had extraordinary backgrounds, they still relied on their own abilities and charm to reach a position that others could not envy. This sentence can be used as a motto to encourage students to study."

Zhao He looked at the old man and had to say that after the old man stopped trying to persuade him to learn, he was quite cute.

"It's a pity. The biggest drawback of a dynasty is hereditary inheritance, hereditary official positions and hereditary titles. I won't even talk about beheading, so that you don't get caught."

Fan Zhongyan smiled: "You underestimate me too much. Besides, if such innocuous words can really determine a person's life or death, there won't be any power struggles in the court."

However, he was quite pleased. He didn't expect that Zhao He seemed to be more able to listen to the influence of his insinuations. There seemed to be no problem with this road.

A few days later, Zhouqiao Night Market.

At a barbecue stall, the two found a seat and ordered a few skewers of the best-selling barbecue here.

When the barbecue was served, the young man looked at the strange-looking thing in front of him and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"It's really novel that it's baked in this way, Mr. Jia, I've never seen anything like this before."

Jia Changchao said with a smile: "This month, a lot of new things have appeared in the capital, such as fried dumplings, steamed dumplings, shaomai, and various snacks in the night market. You are in luck when you come to Beijing this time. !”

Wang Anshi took a bite, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Jia Gong, this is a good thing!"

Jia Chang smiled proudly while stroking his beard: "I tasted it at Chonghe Night Market a few days ago and was deeply shocked. I never imagined that I could taste such delicious food in the alleys of the market."

Wang Anshi's face showed joy: "Shop, give me another twenty skewers!"

The merchant walked up to the two of them and said with a smile: "Our store has rules. If you buy in large quantities, you need to pay in advance."

Wang Anshi looked unhappy and said: "What's the matter, are you afraid that we owe you money?"

The merchant smiled and said: "This is a small business, please understand."

Jia Chang pressed his palm against Chaoxu and said with a gentle smile: "Jiefu, why are you so irritable? In the past two years in Yangzhou, you still haven't been able to temper your temper."

He then looked at the merchant and said, "How much money I have, it doesn't hurt to pay you first."

"Guest sir, 250 Wen."

"Okay, old man"

Jia Changchao thought he heard wrongly and was stunned.

"How many did you say?"

The vendor repeated: "250 Wen."

Wang Anshi stood up angrily and said with an ugly face: "Shopkeeper! Are your grilled skewers made of gold or your meat made of gold? You sell such a small bunch for ten cents!"

A skewer of barbecue sells for ten cents, and a normal adult would eat at least [-] or [-] skewers. If you go out to eat at a night market, is it possible to catch up with the consumption in a restaurant? !
Jia Changchao remained calm, but the corners of his mouth began to twitch: "Store, if there is any misunderstanding, we just want to grill skewers."

Upon hearing this, the merchant immediately became unhappy and his face became gloomy: "Do you want to buy it or not? It's ten cents per bunch. Don't you understand human language?"

"I remember, they only sell for three pennies at Chonghe Night Market?"

The vendor sarcastically said: "Then why don't you go over there to eat? What are you doing here? If you can't afford it, don't come here to embarrass yourself. There are plenty of people who want to buy it!"

This vendor bought it at a high price from Chonghe Night Market. He doesn't count the kebabs every day, but will give him a salary of five guan for whatever he sells!

Five dollars a day was something he had never dared to think about before!
And now the big shot who still has Fan Lou's back can't help but become arrogant.

Chonghe Night Market is just a bunch of bumpkins!

It is natural to treat guests with that kind of arrogance.

Jia Changchao took a deep breath and stood up, with a smile on his lips.

The vendors at Zhouqiao Night Market have quite a bold temperament.

Scholars should restrain themselves and return to propriety, guard themselves quietly, and be calm.
"Do you want to buy it or not? If not, get out of here and make room!"

can't take it anymore
"Jiefu."

Wang Anshi nodded, turned around and found the local patrolling officers and soldiers, and chatted with them for a while.

The officers and soldiers' expressions changed from indifferent at first, to stunned expressions, and finally turned pale. "Leave this matter to the villain, I won't embarrass my husband!"

Damn it, these traders looked down upon others and got into trouble with the prime minister!
More than half of the officers and soldiers came over and immediately surrounded the stall.

Wang Anshi took out a five-guan piece of money from his sleeves expressionlessly and threw it on the table.

"Being able to afford it is not the same thing as being taken advantage of."

I'll close your shop and let you stay in jail for two days. The five dollars will be the mental damage compensation.

Wang Anshi sneered.

The vendors were all frightened. Why did so many officers and soldiers come?
The officers and soldiers immediately greeted: "You are deliberately driving up prices and disrupting the security of the night market. You have ulterior motives. Now the shop is closed in accordance with the law."

"Misunderstanding, how can a villain dare?"

"If you dare to quibble, take me away directly!"

At this time, the two of them had already stood up and left.

Wang Anshi and Jia Changchao made a gesture of raising their hands to inhale and exhale.

"Ah, refreshing!"

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although the age difference was large, it did not affect their friendly relationship.

"It seems that most of the vendors in Zhouqiao Night Market are like this. Let's go to Chonghe Night Market."

"I've lost my appetite after being fucked by this idiot. If I hadn't spoiled him two years ago, I would have done it long ago!"

"Your ability to nourish qi has also improved. It's not easy."

As the two walked along, they suddenly saw many people rushing towards Chonghe Night Market.

"The Chonghe Night Market sells stir-fried dishes. I heard they taste really good!"

"Those stir-fried dishes are only for the big guys. Now we can eat them too. We must try them!"

“Good quality and affordable price.”

Jia Changchao and Wang Anshi looked at each other, and their thoughts were self-evident.

"You just paid, this time I will treat you."

"As for Mr. Jia, it should be."

The two came to Chonghe Night Market together and were shocked by the sight in front of them.

Along both sides of the road, there are nearly fifty or sixty vendors cooking hot pots and stir-frying vigorously!

And the signature dishes are different, such as sweet vinegar pork tenderloin, stir-fried pig ears, braised lamb, etc., it is dazzling.

Especially when that aroma hits the nose.

It suddenly made people's heads spin, and saliva began to secrete.

This thing must be delicious!
The middle of the road was almost filled with water. Jia Changchao said that it was not so popular last time he came here.

There is such a popular stir-fry among the people?Then you must have a taste!

With great difficulty, the two of them lined up at a stall selling sweet and vinegar pork tenderloin. When the waiter brought the dish to them, they almost burst into tears.

It's so crowded that my old bones are about to fall apart!

But when they eat the stir-fry, it feels like it's all worth it.

Chewing the sweet and sour tenderloin in your mouth is a kind of enjoyment, a kind of enjoyment of life.

It was as if all the pain disappeared and only the beauty of the moment remained.

"This thing can only be found in heaven, it is rare to taste it in the world!"

"Jia Gong, after eating this sweet vinegar pork tenderloin, Fan Lou's stir-fry feels like eating dirt!"

"Jiefu, when you are eating, don't say such unfavorable words that will affect my enjoyment of this dish."

"It's really delicious!"

The same thing happened at other stalls.

Stir-fried vegetables appear among the people, and the price only costs twenty or thirty cents. Such high-quality and low-priced food is unprecedentedly popular!

This directly resulted in almost no customers at Zhouqiao Night Market.
(End of this chapter)