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Chapter 27 Meeting in the Book Pavilion(1/2)

What Ling Yun was thinking in his heart was contrary to what his father wanted.

He just thought that since you didn't have any oil and salt, I had to fool you until I talked about it.

As for the idea of ​​making money, he had a long time to plan, but the time has not come, such as making high-quality wine is one of them.

Most of the wines in ancient times were rice wine, and the alcohol content of rice wine was not high, and the degree was about ten degrees.

As long as he can make a high-level wine, he will definitely not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life, and even being a rich man will not be a problem.

It's just that he has to think about it repeatedly. After all, he has long forgotten that this distillation experiment has almost been done.

Furthermore, in ancient times, before he had absolute self-protection strength, he would never and dared not make anything worth a thousand gold.

Otherwise, if you are peeked by a powerful person, and in the end, money will be lost, and both people and money will be lost, it will not be a blessing but a disaster.

An ordinary man is innocent, but a treasure is guilty.

It seems that he is imperative to take the imperial examination road, otherwise even self-protection will become a problem.

Only by keeping your life firmly in your own hands can you feel safe.

"It's really my baby son. How could my father be willing to let my baby son eat noodles every time? Let's go eat roast chicken."

As he said that, he picked him up, kissed him heavily on the face, and walked decisively towards the restaurant.

I really didn't expect that if I wanted to have a good meal for the first time, I still had to fight wits and courage with his father. I don't know whether it was ridiculous or sad!

"Waiter, let's have one roast chicken, and then two of the most special dishes in the store."

Ling Daren sat in and ordered three hard dishes in a row.

Ling Yun was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Sure enough, this man who was full of train traveling was willing to bleed heavily by coercion and temptation.

Otherwise, I would like to pluck my hair from the head of his father, the iron rooster, to be like fishing for the moon under the sea.

"Okay! Please wait, two masters."

The waiter heard Ling Daren ordering dishes, which were all expensive dishes, so he came forward skillfully to greet him warmly.

As expected, he is the master who is rich. Compared with the waiter in the last noodle shop, the service in front of him is completely different.

Among the grandfathers, Ling Daren seemed to have lost himself. He spread his hands and leaned back, and a "click" sound scared him.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"It's okay, Dad suddenly remembered that the bamboo rat at home had not been fed yet, so he was a little worried." Ling Daren patted his forehead lightly, feeling embarrassed.

Speaking of his father's jumping skills on the topic, it's so terrifying!

However, if you want to use this rough method to resolve your inner embarrassment, Ling Yun refused to follow it.

"Dad, hasn't the second sister been taking care of the bamboo rat at home all the time?"

"Oh... Yes yes yes, dad is concerned and he is confused. It's such a waste."

...

"It's time for the food, please use it slowly, both of you."

Fortunately, the waiter's serving food at this time made Ling Yun divert his attention.

The waiter placed the three dishes they ordered on the table in an orderly manner.

There are three dishes, one roasted chicken, one steamed crucian carp, and the other seems to be a lion's head.

"Dad, this roast chicken is better than the ones outside." Ling Yun ate the delicious dishes on the table with relish, and at the same time he did not forget to talk to his father.

"Yes, yes, it's really delicious than the outside, it's really expensive and has a reason to be expensive." Ling Darenlang snorted and gave a thumbs up, agreeing very much.

The outer skin of this roast chicken is burnt and charred, which makes people salivate at first glance.

Originally, Ling Yun thought it was no different from the last roast chicken, but when the waiter brought it up, the saliva in his mouth flowed out involuntarily.

The roasted chicken is soft and tender, bone-free, full of fragrance, thick juice, light and palatable, fat but not greasy, and crispy skin.

Even if you smell it with your nose next to you, it can be said to be a kind of enjoyment.

Needless to say, when I was hungry, even after I had enough wine and food, I smelled the obsessive fragrance, which made me salivate and couldn't help but open my food again.

There is also this fish, which is fragrant and delicious.

This lion's head is soft and delicious, with a mellow fragrance.

...

"Woman, do you know that there are more famous private schools or academies nearby?"

After drinking and eating, Ling Daren did not forget to inquire about the news from the waiter.

"Master, there is a private school on the East Street not far away." When the waiter heard this, he told the information he knew.

"Oh? What's the matter?" Ling Daren listened with his ears.

"This master, this, how is this? I'm a little bit, but I don't know. I just know that there is such a place. If the two masters really want to know the news, you might as well move to the Tingshu Pavilion. Where can you afford to pay? You can ask you all kinds of information clearly."

"Why did Tingshu Pavilion leave?" Ling Daren raised his head when he heard this.

"From here, turn right, walk all the way to the end, and you will see it."

The waiter was polite, but when Ling Daren was paying, he was still shocked even though he was mentally prepared.

After leaving the restaurant, following the waiter's guidance, he walked nearly two miles away, and saw a plaque with the Tingshu Pavilion.

This book pavilion is not high, only a two-story building.

There is a rectangular pool in front of the pavilion, with stone railings around it, integrating the stone arch bridge and the back hall of the Wenhua Hall. Fish and algae are cultivated in the pond, making the atmosphere appear strong.

Entering it, there is a large rosewood marble case in the center.

There are various famous calligraphy works on the table, as well as several treasure inkstones, and various pen holders. The pens inserted in the pen are like trees, with a wide range of pens.

There is also a large Ru kiln flower bag next to it, and a white chrysanthemum full of crystal balls.

Ling Yun was immersed in this artifact with a sense of age and secretly lamented that the ancient architectural style was indeed grand. A small listening pavilion seemed old and simple, but in fact it was full of connotation.

"Is it you?" The person in front of the man turned around and saw that it was the child who sold a stroller that day, and he couldn't help but feel strange.

"Ah, it's you." Ling Yun came to his senses and found that the man who was staring at him was actually the man with a generous hand in the sun. He couldn't help but scream.

"You kid, why don't you sell your stroller well, why are you here?" The man looked at the father and son looking around, and couldn't help but look up and down and ask.

"That's right, sir. I'm already five years old this year and I'm thinking about finding a place to start my education, but I don't know where the private school is a little better in the county, so I came here to ask for a few questions." Ling Yun was calm and bowed to the man.

"You guy is so smart, but you don't need to call me a gentleman. My surname is Zhang Shan and Lei, just call me Zhang Lei." Seeing Ling Yun saluted first, he could not help but frown.

"Boy doesn't dare."

"Oh? And what you dare not do. I looked very brave that day." Looking at Ling Yun's nervous look, he suddenly smiled.

Next to the man was a boy, about thirteen years old and very strong.

The look of his eyes seemed hostile, Ling Yun was inexplicably surprised.

"Why not just kiss me and call you Uncle Zhang?" Ling Yun carefully looked up and glanced at the man.

"Well, it's not impossible." Zhang Lei thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

"Uncle Zhang." Ling Yun bowed.

"You are smart." Facing Ling Yun's self-familiarity, he was stunned and did not refuse.

"This is the dog Zhang Quan." Zhang Lei pointed to the boy next to him. Seeing him stunned, he patted him on the back of his head.

"Brother Zhang." Ling Yun saluted the boy again.

Under the coercion of the man, the boy reluctantly replied to Ling Yun.

Ling Yun curled his lips, not understanding why this person had a kind of hatred for him?

They seem to have never seen any grudges when they have made them!

What Ling Yun didn't know was that the man bought a stroller and went home that day, and gave Zhang Quan a car to each of his younger brothers and sisters.

Zhang Quan discovered that his younger brother and sister had all the gifts brought back by his father, but he did not, so he stole his younger brother's car.

Originally, he just wanted to borrow it for fun, because it seemed strange, but his younger brother disagreed and the two of them pulled each other.

Zhang Quan's half-brother is only half a tall man, so he will be his opponent.

So he threw his brother down as soon as he tried his best. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Lei passing by.

So Zhang Quan was severely taught a lesson by Zhang Lei, saying that as his brother, he shamelessly bullied his young brother.

Zhang Quan's mother begged, saying that the child is still young and ignorant, so she will be educated more in the future.

Unexpectedly, when Zhang Lei heard that the child was still young, he immediately became angry and questioned Zhang Lei's mother Liu.

It is said that the seller of the stroller he bought today is still young, but he is not humble and calm in the face of him, the buyer.

And what about him? He is already ten years old.

He is still so ignorant and bullied his four-year-old brother by bullying his big and the small. How could he do it?

After saying that, I was so angry that I started to get heavier.
To be continued...
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