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Chapter 242 This is crazy

After leaving the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, Tang Ji took Jiang Ran and the others to a restaurant for lunch.

The waiter standing at the gate said enthusiastically: "Guest sir, who are you?"

"Just the four of us." Tang Ji replied calmly.

The waiter smiled, nodded, spread his hands and made a "please" gesture: "Several guests, please come in."

Tang Ji raised his eyes slightly. Although the decoration of this restaurant was average, the business seemed to be pretty good. The lobby on the first floor was already full of people, and there were only a few empty seats left. However, the chatter was still too noisy, so

The waiter said to the waiter: "Please arrange a private room for us."

"Hey, sir, the small private rooms upstairs are full, and there are only two large private rooms left, do you think?" the waiter bowed and replied.

I really didn’t expect that the business of this seemingly ordinary restaurant would be so good. It seemed that it had a good reputation and it seemed that I had come to the right place. He waved his sleeves and said, “Then let’s have a big box.”

"Okay, please invite the guests upstairs." The waiter shouted and led Tang Ji and others upstairs.

Soon, the four of them followed the waiter into a private room on the second floor. The space inside was spacious, with a large round table in the center that could seat more than ten or twenty people. The overall look was not luxurious, but

Very clean and tidy, the only drawback is that the noise from next door is too loud.

Tang Ji frowned slightly and said to the waiter: "Waiter, go say hello to the next door and ask them to keep their voice down."

However, the waiter in the shop looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment: "Guest sir, there are young men and women from the capital next door. I really can't afford to offend you, so I'd better feel aggrieved to you."

Hearing this, Tang Ji shook his head: "Then you can move us to another box."

"Uh, sir, there is another box next to the box next door." At this point, the waiter in gray lowered his head in shame. If he had known that the young masters would be so noisy, he should have arranged it for them in the first place.

The innermost room.

After hearing what he said, Tang Ji didn't know how to refute for a while.

Jiang Ran stroked his sleeves, chuckled twice, and said softly: "Forget it, it's just lunch."

Tang Ji sighed helplessly, waved his hand, and sat on the chair: "Okay, let's order food."

"Okay, I'll interrupt the young master's interest. I'll give you two dishes later." The waiter walked over with a smile, picked up the tea that had been prepared and poured him a cup of tea.

Soon, the waiter wrote down the dishes Tang Ji ordered and left the box to prepare them.

Listening to the noise coming from next door, Tang Ji frowned slightly, walked straight to the window, opened the brown-red window, and took two deep breaths to calm down. At this moment, the sound of Jiu'er suddenly came from behind.

"Uncle, the next door seems to be talking about you!"

After hearing her words, Tang Ji looked suspicious, walked quickly to the far left side of the room, put his ear against the wall, and found that he could vaguely hear the word "Tang Ji". He took back his movements, looked around, and walked to the round table.

He picked up a small bowl with a foul mouth and put it on the wall again.

Jiu'er blinked his eyes and stayed there for a few breaths, then imitated his movements.

Through the teacup, the sound from next door was amplified and clearly reached their ears.

"I heard it, it's so amazing!" Jiu'er's eyes lit up.

Tang Ji raised a finger to signal her to be quieter and listened carefully to the sound of her arms.

In the box next door, the young men sitting around the round table were all blushing and swaying a little unsteadily. Some of them were even drunk and fell on the table. The man sitting next to Shen Yunchu tapped the table and shouted: "Then Tang. Ji is just a scholar, and he doesn't even have the status of a scholar. Your Majesty will reuse him because he knows some farming. When the agricultural reform is over, who will pay attention to him, but you, Brother Shen, if you can be a blockbuster in the provincial examination , and with the cultivation of Mr. Zuo Xiang, the future is bright, and when the time comes, Tang Ji will be trampled under his feet!"

"Yes, Brother Shen, by then, not to mention his maid, even his wife will not be within easy reach." Another man who was about to fall asleep added inarticulately.

Shen Yunchu drank a lot because he was depressed. He was very happy to hear the flattery from these people: "Hahaha, you are right, that Tang Ji is just a rude and rude pretty boy. I, sir, I will definitely trample him under my feet in the future..."

Hearing these words, Jiu'er's face changed slightly. He put down the small bowl and was about to walk towards the door, but was caught by Tang Ji.

"What are you going to do?"

Jiu'er pursed her lips: "Uncle, they said bad things about you and even wanted to take the lady away. I'm going to teach them a lesson!"

"Don't mess around. You don't know the other person's identity. If you hit someone, I might be implicated by you." Tang Ji put down the bowl, walked to her, and comforted: "Okay, you Who am I, uncle, to be trampled under the feet of these clowns? Let alone snatch your young lady away, as long as I am here, no one can touch you."

After saying that, he touched the little girl's head again and dragged her back to the round table.

From time to time, the waiter came in with food on a tray: "Sir, your food is ready!"

When he put the food on the table, Tang Ji raised his eyes and asked, "Waiter, do you know who are the people next door?"

The waiter held the tray in both hands and recalled: "Young Master also knows that we are just a small restaurant, and the people who usually come most often are small businessmen and hawkers. There are very few young masters like you. I only know that they are the sons of big families in the city." , but...when the villain just served them food..."

Seeing that the other party stopped mid-sentence, Tang Ji urged: "Keep talking!"

Jiang Ran chuckled lightly, took out a tael of silver from his sleeve and handed it over.

The waiter took it with both hands, bowed and said: "Hey, thank you, madam!"

However, Tang Ji's expression changed slightly. A waiter who asked for a tip when asking for information must not be a good waiter. He snorted coldly: "Hurry up and tell me!"

"Yes, yes, yes." The waiter put the money into his pocket and said softly: "When I served them the food just now, I heard them talking about the imperial examination. One of them said, 'I only want a B list. Just the end will do.' At that time, the villain was still wondering why the young master was already discussing the results before the imperial examination had even started. Now that I think about it, the young master must have said the wrong thing."

After hearing what he said, Tang Ji frowned. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Then when did they come?"

"They came very early, probably around the same time, but they seem to have been waiting for someone," the waiter replied.

Tang Ji nodded slightly and waved for him to leave.

Based on what the waiter said, this group of people should be waiting for Shen Yunchu, but what does the sentence "I just want to be at the bottom of the B list" mean?

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered the identities of the two young men he met on the street that Su Qing introduced to him.

"Zhang Tianyu, the son of the Minister of Civil Affairs..."

Suddenly, Tang Ji thought of a possibility, swallowed his saliva, and murmured: "This is crazy!"

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