After rebirth, mother is hard to do

Chapter 26 Fame
Meng Yuxuan didn't refute, but the woman spoke more vigorously.She couldn't bear it anymore, looked at the woman with a smile and said, "Auntie, it's better for you to talk less."

The woman thought that Meng Yuxuan was provoked by her, and said provocatively: "I'm talking about mine, what's your business? I'm going to say it."

"Auntie, just say what you want. I don't want to stop you from talking. It's just... just now I saw a flying insect get into your mouth. It seems to be poisonous. Don't you feel your throat is hot? Don't you Do you feel that your voice is dry and you can’t speak? That’s a symptom of poisoning. Auntie has to be careful. If this continues, I’m afraid I’ll be speechless in the future.”

The woman covered her mouth and stared at her in horror.She didn't believe Meng Yuxuan's words, but she was afraid that what she said was true.She was anxious and angry, and her face was ugly.

Meng Yuxuan seemed to be unable to see her anxiety.She is still the same leisurely look.Without the woman's chirping voice, it was finally quiet now.

After getting off the bullock cart, he said goodbye to Wang Chengkui, looked at the woman and said, "What is Auntie doing? Why is she covering her mouth all the time? Oh, do you really believe what I said? Oh, I was just joking with you Where did the flying insects come from in your mouth? Even if there are flying insects, they will not be poisoned! My aunt is really cute, so easy to believe what other people say."

The woman's old face turned blue and then red, red and then blue.She pointed at Meng Yuxuan tremblingly, with a vicious look on her face.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Meng Yuxuan turned around and got off the bullock cart.The woman's angry cries and Wang Chengkui's mocking laughter from behind made her feel better all of a sudden.

Today is not a market day, and there are not many people on the street.The peddler on the street saw a beautiful woman walking on the street, and his eyes swept towards her.

Meng Yuxuan passed by a tailor shop and bought a hat from it.Putting the hat on his head to cover that ostentatious face, he calmed down a bit.

In front was Mr. Zhou's teahouse, but Meng Yuxuan was blocked by a wall of people.She had to stop and find someone to inquire about the situation.

Seeing a woman selling vegetables next to her, she asked, "Ma'am, what happened in front? Why are there so many people?"

The woman showed a mysterious expression, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what's wrong. These scholars have been walking here like crazy since yesterday afternoon. They blocked the street, and we can't go in if we want to see it." I can't help it. I usually look at the weak scholar, but I didn't expect her body to be quite strong."

"Thank you, ma'am." Meng Yuxuan thanked the woman while thinking about how to enter the teahouse.

There should be other passages here!She remembered that there was another door behind the teahouse.

Meng Yuxuan walked around from the nearby shop to the back door of the teahouse.Boom boom boom!She knocked on the back door.

creak!Someone opens the door.

It was a plainly dressed middle-aged woman.About four to fifty years old, with gray hair.She was wearing an apron and looked at Meng Yuxuan with kind eyes.

"You are Mrs. Meng, right? I'm Lao Zhou's daughter-in-law. You can just call me Aunt Fang." Aunt Fang said with a smile.

"Aunt Fang." Meng Yuxuan put down her hat, showing a pretty face. "The front is blocked, so I have to go through the back door. I'm really sorry to bother you."

"What did Madam say? The two of us are looking forward to your coming, how can we bother you? We are only in a hurry if you don't come." Aunt Fang closed the door while talking. "Madam is really handsome. This appearance is the first in our town. No wonder you have to wear a hat when you go out."

"Auntie, what's going on in front? Why are those scholars blocking the door?" Facing Aunt Fang's compliment, Meng Yuxuan only smiled.I heard too many compliments, but I didn't feel anything in my heart.Now she is only interested in the current situation of the teahouse.Looking at the scholars blocking the streets, did their ideas work?

"Not only is the door blocked, but our teahouse is also full of scholars! Madam doesn't know, the pair you wrote has been spread by the scholars, and now everyone knows that we have a master here. Madam is sitting in the wing room, we Go call me the head of the house." Aunt Fang poured tea for Meng Yuxuan, then went to the front yard to call Elder Zhou.

Meng Yuxuan drank two cups of tea before Elder Zhou walked into the room sweating.He cupped his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the old man was negligent."

After one night, Mr. Zhou carefully read Meng Yuxuan's pair, and gained a deeper understanding of the "teacher" she mentioned.I only glanced briefly at what she wrote yesterday, and I only know that many of them are classic pairs.Later, he studied it carefully and found that the knowledge in it was far deeper than he had imagined.Therefore, he was more polite to this woman.

If one day he could meet his teacher through this woman, even if he couldn't get a disciple, it would be of great benefit to find a way to get his guidance.

"It's a good thing Mr. Zhou's business is good, which shows that my method is effective. Now that your business is good, I can benefit. After all, I have taken [-]% of the profit!" Meng Yuxuan smiled lightly: "I just don't know how my hawthorn cake is selling? Is there anyone willing to buy it?"

"The old man was about to talk about this matter. How many haw jelly do you have left, Ma'am? Your haw jelly was sold out yesterday afternoon, and now there are no more." Elder Zhou laughed.

"So fast? I remember there were more than 200 pastries." Meng Yuxuan was surprised.

"That's right! It's sold out. There is one more thing. The old man made his own decision, so please don't be offended." Mr. Zhou said with a smile: "Seeing that there are many people coming, the old man set the price of the hawthorn cake at seven dollars on his own initiative." A piece of writing. Although the students have no objections, it is against your decision after all, so I don't know if you will be angry."

"Mr. Zhou is very polite. To be honest, I used a lot of precious materials for my pastry. I didn't make any profit when I sold it for five cents. Now that the price is seven cents, I can only be grateful." No one will dislike their own money too much. many.For those who are willing to spend five cents on cakes, it is the same to add two cents.Those who want to buy always want to buy.

"Okay! It's good that Madam doesn't blame me." Zhou Lao said with a smile.

"Mr. Zhou is thinking about me, how could I blame him? This time I brought more than 100 pieces of pastries. I was thinking of being prepared, but I didn't expect it to be really useful." Meng Yuxuan smiled and said: "I will make more tomorrow. .In order to cater to the tastes of more people, I will make other things at that time."

"Thank you very much. It's really hard for Madam." Mr. Zhou said with satisfaction: "Then... Madam is here to play music? Now they all know that there is a mysterious master in our teahouse who not only plays the piano well, but also writes it well. Words, literary talents are even more outstanding. Just now when they asked about it, the old man didn’t say a single word.”

"If you ask me again, just say my name is 'Youran'." Meng Yuxuan said, "If you don't say anything all the time, it will easily lead to other people's inquiries."

"Youran? This name is suitable for men and women. It's really good." Elder Zhou stroked his beard and nodded. "Okay, let's do it like this. The lady played the piano, and the old man went to the front to greet the guests."

"Mr. Zhou, please go ahead." Meng Yuxuan smiled and said, "After playing the piano, the little lady will leave on her own. You also know that there is a young child at home, so I have to go back early."

"Young master is not something in the pool at first glance. Madam is a blessed person." Zhou Lao recalled Shangguanxi's face and said hesitantly.

Meng Yuxuan only thought of him as flattery, and didn't think about anything else.In fact, Mr. Zhou was fair and rigorous when he was an official, and he could not understand flattery. He himself was not that kind of person.What I said just now came from the bottom of my heart.It's just...he didn't finish talking.

Mr. Zhou learned to read physiognomy when he was young.The child's face is indeed the face of great fortune and wealth.It's just the twists and turns in the early stage. There were three crises before the age of 15.Once the crisis is over, this life is invaluable.

Mr. Zhou came and left in a hurry.Almost all the students from the academy and the scholars who were studying at home came here after hearing the news. He had to entertain hundreds of scholars today, so he was really too busy.The teahouse, which had been silent for more than a year, ushered in a more glorious time than before. The elderly Zhou felt that his waist was no longer sore and his legs were no longer painful, and his whole body was full of energy.

Meng Yuxuan caressed the strings of the zither and played a piece of Scholar's Chant.

In the past, there was no fame,
Admiring others is also passionate.

Mo Daosheng is not in good time,
I only hate studying hard and failing to succeed.

The anointed sundial lasted three thousand days,
I also worked hard as a scholar.

Fame has its own pain,
I enjoy being a mortal.

In the teahouse, the scholars who were arguing over the couplets on the wall stopped arguing.They strained their ears to listen to the sound of the piano not far away.

The sound of the piano is sometimes weeping, sometimes joyful, sometimes painful, and sometimes relieved.The scholars seem to have seen how high-spirited they used to be, and then failed several times, they were decadent and miserable, and even doubted the meaning of their own existence.Until the sound of the piano came to an end, they seemed to understand and relieved.

Fame has its own pain, and I enjoy it as a mortal.

Don't they read and write just to become famous?Is it just for the gold list nomination?How many scholars and champions are there in the world?

They read and read, more to learn the truth and distinguish between loyal and evil.Since you can't pass the imperial examination, why don't you use the skills you have learned to find a lucrative job?In this way, the old mother of the family does not have to do laundry in the cold winter, and the beautiful wife of the past will not have gray hair because of staying up late embroidery.

As soon as the song fell, the students were still wiping their tears.There was silence in the teahouse.The opponents who had just quarreled looked at each other and smiled at this moment.

After a while, a student asked softly: "Mr. Zhou, is that master who plays the piano the Lay Youran you mentioned?"

Mr. Zhou said yes.

All the students got a clear answer and fell into deep thought one by one.

"Mr. Zhou, can you introduce me?" The student who asked just now continued to ask.

"Su Lang, I know what's on your mind. But this old man promised layman not to tell anyone about his behavior. Don't force others to make things difficult for you." Zhou Lao shook his head.

"Such an expert, if we can learn a thing or two from him, we will definitely benefit a lot. It's a pity..." An old master next to him sighed helplessly. "True masters have their own tempers. Don't disturb him, otherwise we won't even have the chance to experience his teachings when he leaves."

(End of this chapter)