The next day, the post house was extremely busy, especially Qingyang Xianneng, who had just arrived in the capital. From after breakfast to the eve of dinner, there were constant visitors. The people who came were all without exception: they were dressed in casual clothes, had an extraordinary bearing, and carried heavy gifts.
.Such a situation is not surprising to Song Yang. Hongbo Mansion is not the only force in Nanli.
Each of the selected candidates selected from Jiuzhou has performed on stage in front of everyone and can stand out. Those who come to Phoenix City are all people with real talents and practical knowledge. All forces want to attract talents and use them for their own purposes.
It's normal, but if it weren't for this, Princess Chenghe wouldn't ask Song Yang to persuade Xiao Qi.
The next day, when he got up early in the morning, Liu Ersha took Xiao Qi and ran to find Song Yang. As soon as he entered the door, he urged: "Come on, hurry up, there will be guests again later!"
Song Yang was surprised: "If you have visitors, you can receive gifts, isn't that good?"
Er Sha waved his hand nonchalantly: "I've asked the concierge. Visitors don't see anyone and most of them leave their gifts..." Xiao Jiu listened from the side and burst into laughter.
Er Sha was impatient and always received strange visitors. After finally arriving in the capital, he wanted to go out and play. Xiao Qi also meant the same thing. Of course Song Yang also wanted to go around, so he immediately waved his hand and said with a smile: "Then let's go, God knows.
If we don't come back...wait a moment." Song Yang remembered something again, went over to the pen and quickly wrote a list, and handed it to Xiao Jiu: "Keep this, remember to buy these things when you are wandering around today.
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Xiaojiu took the order, looked at it, and asked curiously: "Four, green onions, beef, oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar...are you going to cook?"
Xiao Qi looked concerned, but did not dare to look at Song Yang: "Is the food in the post house not to your liking? I can also cook a few dishes..."
Song Yang shook his head and said with a smile: "It's Chinese New Year, how can we not eat dumplings?" This world does not exist in the history that Song Yang knew in his previous life. Although the nation, beliefs, technology and even language are similar to those of the Tang and Song Dynasties, but
After all, they are not exactly the same, and dumplings are one of them... There are no dumplings here, in the world.
When he was in a small town, Song Yang would prepare a dumpling meal every New Year's Eve. It was only shared by him and Dr. You. Even the folks in Yanziping had seen it but had never tasted it.
It’s the New Year again, the familiar world has changed early, and the most important relatives have just left, but the new life is still there, and next year is coming again. When bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, Song Yang wants to eat a few dumplings.
Xiao Qi raised her head, puzzled. Xiao Jiu also curiously asked: "Ziuzi? Sedan? What is that?"
Song Yang smiled: "You will know when the time comes. Anyway, it is delicious and auspicious. The master chef in the post house does not know how to make it, so we can only do it ourselves." As he was talking and laughing, he just went out and met the Qu family. They
They are singers, no matter how outstanding they are, they can only be regarded as sensual and sensual. There are almost no people to win over them. The couple is enjoying themselves and is planning to go out for a walk.
Since they met, they naturally went together.
As for the great master Chen Hui, he went out shortly after arriving at the post house the day before yesterday. He wandered to someone unknown and has not come back yet. As a result, all the people chosen by Qingyang abandoned their visitors and ran out to play.
, which is considered unique among the virtuous people in Kyushu.
On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Phoenix City was decorated with lights and the sound of firecrackers was heard from time to time. The seven people were in high spirits and had no serious purpose. They just joined in wherever the excitement was. After lunch, they played for a while, and everyone was temporarily divided into
Along the way, Xiao Jiu took Mute to buy many ingredients for making dumplings. The Qu couple and Xiao Qi also went to help; Liu Er also wanted to help, but wanted to play more. Song Yang couldn't bear to dampen his interest, so he
I was worried that he would get into trouble because of his bad brain, so I just went with him.
Before parting, Song Yang gave Xiaojiu a banknote and told him, "Buy more ingredients so that everyone in the post can have a share of the dumplings."
Xiao Jiu frowned: "They... most likely won't celebrate the New Year in the post house. Judging from the behavior of those visitors, they will definitely invite the chosen ones to the mansion to have wine and stay up late." As he spoke, his eyebrows relaxed, and Xiao Jiu frowned.
The girl smiled again: "It's not like we are not invited. According to me, this dumpling will probably be made at Hongbo Mansion."
It was a matter of course, but Song Yang shook his head: "No, everyone should stay in the post house to celebrate the New Year, and the same goes for us." The talents in Kyushu each have their own merits, and many forces in Phoenix City have chosen their targets and expressed their goodwill.
But the wealthy families also have their own tacit understanding, at least they won't break up just because of one or two talents.
There are countless cases where several companies have taken a fancy to the same person at the same time. Everyone uses their own methods to compete with each other to see who can lobby better. After all, it is not the time to really 'rob' the person. Everything will have to wait until the royal family selects the candidate for the ring.
.But pulling people away during the New Year will inevitably hurt the face of others. For example, the person whom Prime Minister Zuo likes is invited to spend New Year by Prime Minister Right... In the field of power, there are always clandestine fights but rarely open fights. Song Yang can probably think of it.
, Tomorrow, on New Year’s Eve, the posthouse will have a rare clean night.
Song Yang didn't explain much, and Xiao Jiu didn't dwell on the matter. She had a new question: "Young Master paid for them to eat dumplings...is it okay?" As she said that, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and giggled.
Smiling, he lowered his voice and asked Song Yang: "Do you want to poison them all?"
Song Yang laughed and waved his sleeves to hit it: "Go quickly and go do your business."
Xiaojiu agreed crisply, and left with Xiao Qi and others with a smile. They found a nearby market and bought a lot. On their way, Xiao Qi and Qu's couple were all people who lived a good life. They were familiar with the bargaining process when shopping for vegetables, because they bought a lot.
They don't have to do anything on their own. After the accounts are settled, the vegetable and food vendors will send their waiters to deliver the items to their residences, so they don't have to worry at all.
There was another small incident. When Xiaojiu was shopping for groceries, she accidentally saw a shop specializing in tattoos on the roadside. She remembered that Song Yang planned to trace the tattoo patterns and find out about the mute's life experience, so she immediately dragged the mute into the shop.
The New Year is approaching, and most of the shops that do not rely on the New Year to make money are closed. This tattoo shop was originally the same, but a sum of money will be settled today, and the owner of the shop left a trusted apprentice to handle the matter. Meet the customers
When he came to the door, the young man apologized and explained the situation. Xiaojiu was not discouraged and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, even if you are not a tattoo master, you are more knowledgeable than us in this industry. Please help me see if you can recognize the origin of the patterns on his body."
The mute turned around, took off his shirt and showed the tattoo on his back. The apprentice shook his head blankly: "I've never seen it before..."
I originally wanted to give it a try, but the mute was not disappointed. He grinned and was about to put his clothes back on, but unexpectedly, the apprentice hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him: "Wait a minute, wait a minute..."
Xiao Jiu looked happy: "Why, have you seen some clues?"
The apprentice is an honest man, and his face turned red when he heard this: "It's not that... I don't know where it comes from, it's that this technique is amazing. Can I take a few more looks?"
Xiao Jiu coughed and looked at the mute. The latter stretched out his right hand and made a 'one inch long' gesture with his thumb and index finger. Xiao Jiu understood and smiled at the apprentice: "I can only look at it for a while!"
The apprentice is also a bit crazy. He works in this industry and loves this industry. He looked at Mute's tattoos and marveled at them. Xiao Jiu casually looked at the tattoo designs on the table and looked at the little girl and said 'ji'
He burst out laughing, pointed to one of the patterns and asked the apprentice with a smile: "This is a waterwheel? Does anyone else have this tattoo? What is the ghost talisman underneath?"
The apprentice shook his head absently: "It looks like a waterwheel but not a waterwheel. What kind of wheel is it... The pattern that was sent from Dayan Headquarters not long ago was probably not created by the painter. It was probably painted by the customer himself. That string of characters
No one understands."
After waiting for a while, Xiaojiu became impatient, returned the picture album to a distant place, took the mute back to the market, and met up with his companions...
Song Yang had nothing to do here, so he wandered around with Er Sha for an afternoon. It wasn't until dusk that the two of them walked back. When they were just a few blocks away from the post house, they passed by a teahouse. Er Sha couldn't leave, so he
Instead of saying that he was greedy, he asked Song Yang: "Are you thirsty and hungry?"