Li Chongrun took the examination last autumn and passed the imperial examination at the age of thirteen. He had a background that could serve as an official. However, according to the usual practice, Li Chongrun had to wait for three years to wait for the official examination before he could become an official.
However, as a dignified prince, it is not the turn of the Heavenly Officials in the Ministry of Personnel to take care of such matters as officialdom. His Majesty did not open his mouth, and Li Chongrun was happy and at ease. He spent the whole day arranging his Grand View Garden and writing some very interesting things.
It's a tawdry drama.
However, Shangguan Wan'er was still very worried about the reputation of her little fat man who wore the palace brocade with a weak appearance, so she couldn't use her own nature to write the dramas that were ridiculed as a mediocre voice, so she just laughed it off casually.
The student's name is used as a pen name.
It was actually a coincidence that Li Chongrun built the Grand View Garden.
As mentioned before, he invited Qiniang's senior brother Yang San to be his personal guard. Yang San saw that the children Li Chongrun had taken in were pitiful, so he accepted them as his apprentice.
When several young apprentices practiced knife skills, they cut countless lotus vegetables and radishes, and they were very neat. Ruyu felt that it was a pity to lose them like this, so she thought of pickling them into dried vegetables so that they could be eaten in winter.
However, Yang San greatly disliked the pickled dried vegetables, saying that they were not as delicious as those pickled by his wife.
Li Chongrun had heard that Yang San had a daughter-in-law before, but he had never seen her. After asking Yang San, it turned out that his wife was a famous "bureau chief" from all over the country. She was very good at preparing dishes, so she asked him to invite her to help the family.
Pickled dried vegetables. Mrs. Yang came to help for a few days and cooked several meals. The food tasted really good, especially to Shangguan Wan'er's appetite, so Li Chongrun gave Mrs. Yang a treat.
It's hard to refuse the price, let her come to the house to work as a cook.
It's just that after coming to the Tang Dynasty for a long time, Li Chongrun began to miss the little speculation that was common in his previous life.
That day, when there was no one in the kitchen, Li Chongrun sneaked into the kitchen to make himself a scrambled egg to satisfy his craving. Mrs. Yang happened to be pickling dried vegetables, so he and she made a scrambled egg with dogwood.
Mrs. Yang had never seen such a technique before, and was greatly inspired. In addition, the apprentice led by her husband provided a huge amount of ingredients for practice. Within a few days, she had perfected her skills in frying shredded pork and stir-frying dried tofu.
, Li Chongrun, who only ate it, was hooked.
So Yang San's poor apprentices, in addition to practicing their sword skills and strength all day long, had another thing to do: help in the kitchen.
Several young apprentices taught by Wu Xian and Yeting Mother had already left school, and several groups of children were sent over before and after Lifa Yaxing. It seemed that Linzi Prince's Mansion was no longer able to accommodate them. Li Chongrun simply asked people to clean up Qingyi Garden.
, and sent a few down-and-out scholars to Bei City to teach children how to read. The Qingyiyuan Vocational Skills Training Center became vaguely crowded.
With the joining of these usable children, Li Chongrun's plan finally took off.
With the help of several cooks brought in by Mrs. Yang, the theater that was originally planned turned into something like the Grand View Garden.
My little cousin has been listening to his stories since she was a child. When Li Chongrun asked her to help him rehearse a play as a joke, he didn't expect that she did quite well. In future generations, she will probably be a director who can put food in his mouth.
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Li Chongrun, who was looking for a location to open a shop, heard from Shangguan Wan'er that King Liang seemed to want to take action against Prime Minister Li Zhaode. Li Chongrun set his sights on the title deed of the theater he had just received. With food and drama,
, grasping both food and spiritual food, this is how the Grand View Garden is today.
Over time, the reputation of this theater, which was built through some small tricks, has flourished in the circle of regular customers in Luoyang, the capital of China. Recently, it has vaguely surpassed the theaters in Qinghuafang that were established during the Sui Dynasty.
Old stores that have opened their doors are known as the best trend in the world.
The guests served have gradually changed from wealthy businessmen in brocade robes and officials in green robes, to red robes, and recently there have been some big shots in purple robes. The many dandies in the capital are no longer limited to famous horses.
and beauties, and all took pride in having a long private room in the Grand View Garden.
The small building no longer receives guests and has become the offices of Wang Rong and Li Chongrun. All sales matters have been moved to the Grand View Garden.
Boba Milk Tea had Xue Chongxun's seed, and it was not easy to show her face in the small building and do some work as a car model, so she was picked up. The little yellow-haired lolita Aisha finally learned some Chinese and followed Li Chongrun around all day long, except for the young man
Wearing a pair of huge black-rimmed glasses, Yanran looked like a little assistant.
So at noon, when Li Chongrun appeared at the entrance of Dali Temple riding on Gai Xue, who was finally in full swing, with his yellow-haired assistant, although he was not wearing official uniform, his long-famous appearance was still blocked by the six doors.
He recognized it at a glance and hurriedly invited the prodigy inside.
"The King of Linzi is not in a high mood today." I haven't seen him for several years, but Di Renjie's voice is still as rich and penetrating. After returning from Hedong, he has been doing the work of the Dali Temple minister, rising from the third rank, wearing a purple robe
.However, he just came back to take office today. He did not wear official uniforms, but dressed like an ordinary wealthy businessman, commanding a few servants to clean up chores.
"Mr. Di Ge, don't laugh at me. I'm here today to investigate the case with Mr. Di. I hope Mr. Di Ge will not hesitate to give me some advice." Li Chongrun was still happy to ask someone for help, especially an elder who had taken good care of him before.
The fat man who was always cheerful was more polite. After all, his eyes were as good as reading minds, which left a deep impression on Li Chongrun.
"Di Mou has been away from the court for a few years and is no longer a pavilion elder. The prince just calls me uncle. In fact, there is nothing to teach, it's all experience and tips. It's useless to say more. Why don't I take the prince to Beishi
Take a trip? Investigate a case, just as a practice?"
"My uncle has your destiny, I don't dare to disobey you. There is no need to be polite to my uncle, just call me Chongrun." The gods do have a way of calling the old man uncle or uncle, so Li Chongrun didn't think too much and agreed.
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Two fat men, an old man and a young man, each with a little girl as their entourage, rushed to Bei City in a hurry.
However, when they arrived in Bei City, Di Renjie was not in a hurry to take Li Chongrun to investigate the case. Instead, he took him to a pancake shop.
Since the small building has sold many Eight Immortals tables and Taishi chairs, people now find this very convenient. In just a few years, it has spread in the capital of the gods. This oil cake shop has also replaced the bamboo mats and tables that were previously inconvenient.
A few of them were replaced with tables and chairs made of poplar wood that were placed directly on the ground.
In the distance, there were several sounds of the sound player team. Li Chongrun had heard this sound very familiar recently. When he heard the tune, it seemed that it was played at funerals.
At the beginning, there is a slender willow pole carrying a spiritual flag cut out of white paper. A group of people with sad faces are carrying a hastily painted black thin wooden banner, which is staggering down the street.
He turned around and started to stagger towards the north gate.
"Brother Run, from your perspective, what kind of person is this funeral victim?"