Landlord of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 434 Martial Arts (2)

The kid in the restaurant was not annoyed either, he let the dusty people talk at the door, and didn't drive away the person blocking the business, of course, he didn't go to welcome them in.This kind of "lazy" behavior, the shopkeeper in the restaurant didn't criticize him after seeing it, and just thought about it at the counter.

The few people discussed for a long time, patted their thighs and said: "Hey, just live here, eat more meat, and fight very vigorously!"

At this time, Xiaoer smiled like a flower, and went up to greet him, saying: "Guests, you have good eyes, the small shop has enough wine and meat, and there are a few clean clothes for the house."

A few people smiled and said: "First serve a plate of pork head meat, and cut five catties of boiled meat, so much fat! Then go clean up the two rooms, let's squeeze in."

Xiao Er hastily agreed: "Guest officer, don't worry, the meat in our building is seven points fat and three points thin. If you don't believe me, I will take you to the kitchen to pick it?"

"Stop making noise, go clean up the room first, I'll put the luggage away, and then look at your meat. If you write all the lean meat for me, see if I will spend your shop money."

Xiao Er gave orders in the kitchen, and then took a few people to the second floor to choose a room.Xu Qing became curious, he wanted to see what this year's Gongshi looked like.The tribute scholars in the Tang Dynasty were different from those in the Ming and Qing dynasties. The tribute students in the Ming and Qing dynasties were all masters of Juren, and they could go to Beijing to catch up with the exams, they could make up for the Guozijian, and they could make up for local officials.Fan Jinzhongju was crazy like that, and Gongsheng was one of the juren who was qualified enough to go to Beijing to take the exam. The rest of the juren were all subject to quotas, so it was a very honorable thing to be a Gongsheng for a while.

The local government will give money, and the robbers on the road will not rob the Gongsheng students who are going to Beijing for the exam.However, the number of places for Gongsheng students is small, and there are many applicants. It may take a long time for one applicant to receive such a place.Some people feel that they can't win the Jinshi, so they can sell this quota to others to earn money for retirement.Generally speaking, Gongsheng students in Ming and Qing Dynasties were highly valued, and they were regarded as "treasures" by the local government and paid tribute to the emperor for review.

The tribute scholars in the Tang Dynasty were different. Most of them were children of poor families, or children of small rich families.These people are only regarded as tribute to the emperor's food, or special products, so these people don't get much attention.But in order to prevent them from speaking ill, they will still be given a glass of Zhuangxing wine, and then settle down, so that they will not be entangled in hunger.

Therefore, the five people just now hesitated to live in a more expensive inn.Xu Qing looked them over, and one of them should be from a small rich family, who came to be rich and honored, and brought two servants, who were also proposed by him to live in this shop, and the other two should be people from the same town.

At the moment when Xu Qing was thinking about it, those people came out again. They seemed to have washed up and put away their luggage. They only carried a small bag, which should be their pocket money.Xu Qing guessed right, and saw that the other four people all asked one of them to be the young master.

They looked around at the tables, and they were all full. Seeing Xu Qing sitting alone, they moved over.The person before the beating was the young master. He forced a salute in front of Xu Qing. Although the etiquette was stiff, his tone was more enthusiastic: "My lord, this brother, this table is full, can you let us brothers Are you going to have a meal here?"

Xu Qing wiped the flagon in front of him and pulled a plate of edamame back in front of him, saying to the five of them, "It's okay, just sit down."

"This brother is so refreshing, hehehe..." The young master sat down, and the others twitched for a while, the young master persuaded them a few words, and they also sat down.As for the two servants, they would never sit down.The young master didn't persuade him any more, so he brought a bundle, and when he opened it, he saw a stack of big cakes spread out in front of him.

The young master looked at Xu Qing, smiled and said, "Don't be surprised, brother, we are all warriors, uh, we are from outside, and we don't understand the rules in Chang'an."

Xu Qing waved his hand and said: "It's okay, I also like bold people, and don't like those rules."

"Oh?" The young master's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Before I left, my father told me not to lose face in Chang'an City. He said that everyone in Chang'an City was educated and reasonable. I didn't expect that my brother didn't like those things either."

Xu Qing was about to explain, but Xiao Er shouted: "Guest officer has been waiting for a long time, the dishes are here!"

Several people moved the cakes on the table to make a space.I saw Xiao Er set up two bowls, a plate of pig head meat glistening with oil, piled up sharply.Another large pot of meat is the kind of meat that can be directly stewed into meat buns.The inside of the big basin was also gleaming with oil, and the white fat meat seemed to be dancing in it. Xu Qing took a look and felt that his stomach was regurgitating.But at this time, those few people shouted: "Good meat!"

Xiao Er also smiled at this time and said: "Guests, let me say that our inn is really good! Please take it easy."

I saw those men, ignoring the pig's head meat, took a piece of pancake by themselves, then pulled out a pair of chopsticks from their arms, stirred up the rotten meat, and then picked up a basin and put it on the pancake. I made a lot, about a catty.Spread it evenly, roll it up, open that big mouth and bite down.The veins on his face were popping out, the sweat on his forehead, and the wine seemed to be running for more than ten miles.After the young master finished eating, he babbled and patted his stomach, as if he still had more to say.After the young master finished eating, he picked up a pot of tea, and it was gone in one gulp.He finished eating, and so did the other four, except that everyone ordered their burritos in a different order.

Xu Qing was dumbfounded. One catty of meat, plus the cake, was estimated to be one and a half catties. Just ten mouthfuls were stuffed. What a throat it must be.After they finished eating, they smiled at Xu Qing and said, "Brother, we look a bit ugly when we eat, don't be scared."

Then, they took the cake aside, put the pork head in the middle, and ate it slowly.It is said to eat slowly, but compared to Xu Qing who eats quickly at home, he can still be said to be in the wind.Xu Qing recruited Xiaoer here, made a few more drinks, took a few cups, and said to them: "Brothers, I feel like old friends at the first sight, please have a drink, as a little respect."

"Where is there..." Several people hurriedly said that they didn't dare, but they still made Xu Qing's wine. In this day and age, even muddy wine is not cheap.Eating meat can grow meat, but drinking wine can't grow meat. It's pure enjoyment, and they don't have the money to do these things.

Of course, there is no free lunch in this world, and Xu Qing's glass of wine is not for nothing.He thought for a while and said, "Brothers, it wasn't my younger brother's intention. I just heard that you are the tributes who came to Beijing. This year, you came to Chang'an City to participate in the martial arts?"

"Huh? You even know about this!"

"As expected of a person from Chang'an, the news is well-informed. You know, outside, the news of the martial arts is just an announcement, and not many people pay attention to it."

"We were lucky enough to be able to read the announcement. We are indeed here to participate in the martial arts."

(End of this chapter)