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Chapter 209 Inferiority

The old gentleman had been paying attention to Zhiye's movements. When he noticed the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, he stopped so that he could take a closer look.

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

His appearance was noticed by many people who were paying close attention secretly. They all nodded in approval and became more willing to make friends.

Mainly because something big happened, which made them worry about making friends.

Some well-educated people appear particularly petty when they enter this place. They just look at calligraphy and paintings, but they look like they have never seen the world and are sneaky, which makes many people who want to make friends stop thinking.

This is not to say that such people are all bad, but some people are used to having low self-esteem. When making friends with such people, you must not only always pay attention to their sensitive temperament, but also be cautious.

Some people just have low self-esteem, which is okay, but some people have low self-esteem and are disgusting. While they enjoy the benefits you give them as a matter of course, they feel in their hearts that you look down on them. What's more, some people have bad intentions.

It’s not that they think too badly of people, but that someone has been harmed by such a person. In the end, that person not only lost his status as a juren after working hard for ten years, but was also killed in such a way that his wife and family were separated.

But the despicable person looking for someone was still alive and well. Although this person was later angered by the good friend who held the title, the incident was really sensational at the time, causing them to subconsciously avoid it when they made friends.

With a group of people.

In fact, they are also afraid of and disgusted with such people. If they encounter such people and their families end up like that, they will be sick to death.

"Three snacks are 900 Wen, and a seat in the lobby is 100 Wen."

The old gentleman bowed slightly and made an invitation gesture: "Okay, sir, please come this way, there is still room there."

Returning to Sister Qingyun's house, she happened to meet her grandma and the two of them eating. Zhiye quickly walked a few steps and put the cakes on the table, shouting: "Mistress, Sister Qingyun, I'm so hungry."

"We buy by the portion here. A half-pound portion costs 300 Wen. How many portions do you want, sir?"

Therefore, Zhiye's generous gesture instantly freed him from their suspicion of his inferiority complex.

After carefully appreciating the calligraphy and paintings here, before he could speak, the old gentleman smiled and asked, "Is this your first time here, sir? I noticed that your appearance is cool, and your accent is like us from Pearl River."

The waiter stepped back to pack Zhiye, who looked at the hall and waited quietly.

"Well, how did you buy it?"

"That's fine."

Zhiye nodded, and the waiter went to put up the screen. Only then did Zhiye realize that the screen did not completely block his sight. From his point of view, looking out through the screen, he could actually see the hall.

"That's it. I wonder if the young master plans to stay in the hall or go to the private room upstairs to sit down?"

"Sir, please use it first. If anything happens, you can pull this bell and I will come back. Do you need me to put up the screen?"

Zhiye was slightly disappointed. He thought it was called literati tea, so there was something special about it, so he tasted the cakes provided.

Hey~ This pastry is really amazing. The aroma of the fruit is very strong, and it doesn’t taste too sandy. It has a soft and glutinous taste with a slightly sweet texture.

Carrying three pieces of cakes, Shi Shiran left Wen'an Hall and went home.

Zhiye pointed to the pastries on the table and asked, "What is this pastry called? Can I buy it here?"

Dried fruits were very common. After eating half a plate of pastries and half a pot of tea, he shook the bell a few times, and soon the waiter walked around the screen and came in.

Walking on the street, the aroma of food filled the tip of her nose. Zhiye couldn't help but speed up her steps. If she hadn't just eaten some pastries to pad her stomach, her stomach would probably be upset at this moment.

Without keeping Zhiye waiting, the waiter brought tea, snacks and dried fruits. He arranged them one by one for Zhiye and poured tea.

Zhiye doesn't like the luxury of those silk brocades. He prefers comfort, so he prefers to wear cotton clothes, which absorb sweat, are breathable and don't abrade the skin.

Thinking that the others were like this, Zhiye picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The scholar's tea didn't taste bitter, and it didn't taste sweet after drinking it. It just smelled more elegant.

Zhiye looked around and saw that there was still room, so he said, "Just in the lobby. It's my first time here, so I want to see it first."

The old gentleman smiled and nodded and left.

"Well, how much money is it in total?"

Therefore, people have the impression that his family is not wealthy.

Zhiye didn't know what was there. He heard that there were tea and snacks provided as gifts, so he took advantage of the opportunity to try them and asked the waiter later.

Zhiye basked a little, and he said, a snack alone costs 300 yuan. This is also a gift of tea, cakes and dried fruits. You can really get away with it without charging any money.

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

Shen Qingyun waved to him to sit down: "Why don't you come over and sit down quickly? Hongyu will quickly buy Mr. Zhiye a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

Zhiye looked at the area where he was sitting. The environment and view were pretty good. Although the screen not far in front was not set up, he could imagine that after the screen was set up, he would be able to form a small cubicle here, giving him privacy.

, and it won’t be completely invisible.

The reason for this view is partly because of Zhiye's clothes, and partly because he has neither a boy nor a servant, and is not a native of Zhujiang County.

The old gentleman waved his hand and directed the waiter to bring tea and snacks. Then he told Ye Zhi: "Young master, I will excuse you now. If you have anything, you can ask the waiter in the store."

I don’t know if I can buy it at this literary store. His mother must like this taste, so he will bring some back to his sister to try.

"Okay, old gentleman, go and get busy."

"Three servings."

"You can just settle the bill with the younger one."

He himself didn't care about this, but he forgot the old saying "Respect Luo Yi before respecting others". This is human nature.

After sitting down, the old gentleman said: "Master, would you like to order some tea? If not, you can first try the scholar's tea and snacks and dried fruits provided by my Wen'an Pavilion."

The waiter smiled brightly and said: "This pastry is unique to our Wen'an Pavilion, so of course I bought it. Sir, do you want to buy some to take back?"

"good."

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

Not long after, the waiter came over with three paper bags, and Zhiye asked: "Where can I check out?"

Although he was thinking this in his mind, he settled the bill quickly.

Zhiye nodded and followed: "Old sir, please lead the way."

"yes."

After Zhiye sat down, he pointed to the paper bag he brought back and said: "I went into Wen'an Hall and brought you some pastries back. I tasted it and it tasted pretty good. You guys should try it too. The waiter said this pastry

It’s unique to their Wen’an Hall.”

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

Zhiye scratched his head naively: "I didn't come here just because I wanted to. After all, I have to eat more meals with you."
Chapter completed!
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