Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Chapter 44
The next day, Zhang Shi washed up early in the morning and was about to go out. Yu asked Zhang Shi, and he said that he needed to go out for errands.

Zhang Yue was surprised that Baixing went out of business at this time. Why did Zhang Shi still have work to do?
Zhang Shi said a few words vaguely. There was something in the shopkeeper Xu's shop, but Yu didn't think much about it. Shopkeeper Xu was Xu Dutou's cousin, maybe there was something wrong with the yamen.

Zhang Yue was also a little skeptical, and Yu revealed that his eldest brother had been back late these days.

So Zhang Yue said, "Brother, I'm going to the city too, can you take me with you?"

Zhang Shi smiled and said, "Alright, our brothers may not have been in the city for a long time."

Zhang Shi and Zhang Yue immediately entered the city after having breakfast together.

After passing the Nanpu Bridge along the way, Zhang Shi bought a piece of cooking cake, and the two brothers ate it as they walked.Zhang Yue bit the cooking cake and saw Zhang Shi going to the tea restaurant, Manager Xu, and he really had something to do.

Zhang Yue was about to leave when he was about to leave, when Zhang Shi went out to say hello, "Third brother come in and eat some before leaving."

"Okay!" Zhang Yue answered happily.

Zhang Yue entered the tea restaurant, but there was no one there, not to mention the diners, not even the usual idle man Sibo.

Zhang Shi wiped the table for Zhang Yue with a rag and said, "I have instructed the kitchen to cook you a bowl of mutton noodle soup."

Lamb Noodle Soup!
Zhang Yue was full of happiness when he heard it, but on second thought, mutton in Bianjing costs 130 and [-] Wen per catty, and in Pucheng in the south it costs more than [-] Wen per catty. It's as thin as a cicada's wings, and it's not cheap, and my brother spends money recklessly.

Zhang Yue immediately said, "Brother, the sheep noodle soup is too expensive! Let's order something else!"

Zhang Shi smiled and whispered: "Let's eat from the owner, it's not expensive at all."

Zhang Yue looked around when he heard the words, Zhang Shi laughed and said: "The owner went to buy the New Year's goods. Today, the chef and I are in the store. Didn't you see that I have both the uncle? I don't do this on weekdays."

In the Song Dynasty, all the people who ran the hall were called 'Uncle'.

Zhang Yue was a little relieved and said in his heart, just as his sister-in-law said, brother is now doing errands and errands.

Zhang Shi continued to wipe the table and said, "Third brother, what else do you want to eat, just tell your brother."

"A bowl of mutton noodle soup is fine, brother, since ancient times, the owner has never been shrewd, so you should be worried."

Zhang Shi smiled and said, "I'm just inviting my brother to eat a bowl of mutton noodle soup. Even if the owner knows about it, he won't say anything. It's alright, I'll give you two more mutton pancakes."

Zhang Yue was relieved, although it was a bit inauthentic to eat at the owner, he still looked forward to the sheep noodle soup in his heart.

Zhang Shi put the rag on his shoulder and walked into the back kitchen. At this time, two or three people wearing bunts took up the seats and called, "Uncle, sift a few bowls of wine!"

"We don't sell alcohol here. What meals do the guest officers want?"

After saying a few words, Zhang Shi hurriedly brought the dishes, and Zhang Yue felt a little sad when he saw this scene.

At this time, it was still early for lunch, and there was no one in the shop, but the back kitchen was already busy. The smoke from the cooking wafted to the street outside the window, and the smell of mutton soup came out.

The pancakes in Zhang Yue's stomach had been digested in the morning. He was looking forward to it and sat at the table in boredom watching the people coming and going on the street.

"Hey, isn't this Saburo?"

Zhang Yue looked and saw that it was Zhang Cai and another disciple of Clanology.

"The school record is me."

"Haha," Zhang Cai laughed, "I was looking for you at your house during the New Year, but I didn't intend to meet you here."

"It's a song of Qing Dynasty that fills the bottle of wine, and there is no place to meet in life." Zhang Yue said with a smile.

"Miaozai, this is Dayan's words."

The three laughed together.

"Let's talk inside!" Zhang Caiyan said.

The other person glanced at a few people wearing bunts eating and said, "It's better to go elsewhere, there is not even a pavilion here, I'll be the host!"

Zhang Cai glanced at Zhang Yue, and immediately said, "Which round is it going to get the Seventeen Lang, but it's better to just hit it here."

Zhang Yue hesitated and nodded, "Alright."

The three of them sat down together and said a few things about not coming, and Shiqi Lang said: "Uncle, worship tea!"

At this time, the elder brother, who was wearing a short shirt and not a headscarf, came from the back kitchen with a suet cake.

"Third brother, the noodles are still in the pot, eat these first," Zhang Shi put the bowl on the table, and when he saw Zhang Cai and the two of them, he was stunned: "Is that your classmate?"

Zhang Yue hesitated and said, "Yes."

Another classmate asked with a smile, "Why Saburo, are you familiar with the uncle here?"

Zhang Cai also smiled and looked at Zhang Shi.

Zhang Shi thought that Saburo's two classmates were wearing scarves and student shirts, and as Zhang Yue's brother, he couldn't help but feel shabby.

Zhang Shi hurriedly said, "No..."

Zhang Yue hurriedly said, "This uncle is my eldest brother."

Zhang Cai and the classmate were both taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Hello, Dalang-Jun!"

Zhang Yue said: "Brother, this is Xuelu and Shishi Lang, whom I met in Nanfeng Academy's servant book. I happened to meet here today."

"Okay, okay," Zhang Shi had tears in his eyes, and then patted his chest and said, "The friend of Nanfeng Courtyard is also the brother of our Zhang family, so you are called Da Langjun, then today I have to treat you to eat and drink well, cut it first. Three catties of mutton!"

"I can't!" The two hurriedly said.

Zhang Yue said, "Brother, give us a bowl of mutton noodle soup for each of us!"

"Okay! You're welcome."

The three of them had eaten mutton soup noodles, but they saw that the mutton noodles were full of mutton. It turned out that the three catties of mutton were in the noodles.This is mutton noodle soup, it is full of mutton noodles.

"Not enough to add more!" Zhang Shi said enthusiastically.

Zhang Cai brought money to collect notes, but Zhang Shijian refused to accept it.I don't know what method Zhang adopted, but he still forced the money to pay the bill.

When the three of them went out, Zhang Cai said: "Sanlang, let's visit Mr. in the afternoon, you should go with us too!"

Zhang Yue said: "This..."

Zhang Cai smiled and said, "I know you don't want to come to the door empty-handed, right? Seventeen Lang and I just prepared a copy. Let's share some with you. How about coming together?"

"How is this..." Zhang Yuetai wanted to refuse.

The classmate on the side smiled and said: "How can this be impossible, Saburo will be our classmate sooner or later, so it's settled."

Zhang Yue clasped his fists and said, "Xuelu, Saburo wrote down the feelings of the seventeenth man today... But I will give the money to the two in the future. If the two do not agree, then please forgive me for not being able to go."

……

Zhang Yue, Zhang Cai and Shiqiang came to the house of Professor Zhang Youzhi with a gift.

Before entering the door, there can be an endless stream of people who come to visit Zhang Youzhi.There are both officials and famous Confucian scholars, as well as local sages and scholars, as well as scholars who simply admire them.

Zhang Yue saw a brick wall of blue water, two black lacquer gates, and all the lintels were carved. At this moment, there were many guests at the door. The so-called chatter and laughter are full of Confucian scholars, and there are no white people in exchanges.

After the servants will lead him to the side and sit for a while, someone is sitting next to him.

"I heard that the official family has been slow to decide on the storage seat, and the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty are worried about this."

"Several slaughterers are running for this, and I'm in a hurry when I wait to sit here."

When Zhang Yue heard this, he was really full of force, and when he looked closely at the few young scholars, he suddenly smiled.

"Brother Cunru!"

A young man in his twenties came, Zhang Cai and Shiqilang both salute, and Zhang Yue also salutes.

"Who am I? It turned out to be Zhang Cai, Seventeen, this one is a bit shrewd!" The young man laughed.

Zhang Cai said: "San Lang, this is the eldest son of the gentleman's family."

"Just call me Cunru."

Zhang Yue said: "I have seen Brother Cun Ru, the boy is a book servant in the courtyard, and Mr. Meng lifts it up and listens in the Zhoujin Hall..."

The young man laughed loudly, patted Zhang Yue on the shoulder and said, "Your name is Zhang Yue! I heard Daddy say your name. Daddy once said that his seal art would not be passed down, so don't disappoint him. "

Zhang Yue said: "It's the gentleman who looks down on the boy."

"Don't be humble. Your modesty means that my father can't see people correctly." The other party picked up the three-person gift list and looked at it again.

The other party shook his head and said: "Zhang Cai, Seventeen, you guys are just sending gifts. Why did Saburo bring such a heavy gift to the door? It's impossible. Saburo, I don't mean it. You are working in the academy to make up for your family. We How can I accept you a heavy gift? If I accept it, Daddy will blame me at that time, I'm sorry."

Zhang Cai was stunned, but the good intentions this time were a disservice.

Zhang Yue didn't know what to say at the moment.

Soon the three were led to the professor's meeting place.The three stood outside the hall for a while.Looking at the professor and several old people in the hall, talking about calligraphy, painting and calligraphy.

When the professor finished talking about a pair of calligraphy and painting, he saw the three of them and immediately smiled: "Wait for a long time, come in!"

The three hurriedly entered to worship.

Zhang Youzhi smiled and said, "All three of you have intentions."

Speaking of which, Zhang Youzhi said to several people: "Several, I will introduce three disciples to you."

Zhang Yue was taken aback for a while, he had not yet apprenticed.Why did Zhang Youzhi say that he was his disciple?

All these people said without doubt.

"Brother Boyi's height must be extraordinary."

"You're all young and talented, a great talent!"

The three of them salute together.

Zhang Youzhi smiled smugly and said, "You usually say that I can't get started with seal art, and the old man's words are not true, but this Saburo has done it."

"Oh? Is this true? That's to be seen."

"I've never known the true face of Mount Lu, but today I'm going to open my eyes."

Zhang Youzhi smiled and said, "I'm still deceiving people? Although my family is poor, but I study with books, but I can work hard, it's really commendable!"

"Oh, I don't know which of the three?" Several people asked with a smile.

Zhang Youzhi smiled and nodded and said to Zhang Yue: "Sanlang, these are all local sages. You should write everything I teach you on weekdays here, don't show your timidity, and let people laugh as a teacher."

Zhang You's words were full of closeness, and he changed his usual indifferent and solemn attitude towards him.

Zhang Yue was stunned at the moment, but heard Zhang Cai reminding in a low voice: "The teacher has already ordered, what are you doing? Hurry up!"

Zhang Yue came back to his senses and said, "Yes sir, then the students are ugly!"

Zhang Yue bowed his head and asked Zhang Youzhi to nod his head with a few old men.

Zhang Yue immediately walked to the front of the case, but when he saw that the paper was laid out on it, the moment he picked up the pen, he calmed down the turbulent mood in his chest.

Immediately, Zhang Yue concentrated on writing, and the pen followed the dragon and snake, as usual in the study building, learning words in a dream, and completely forgetful about himself.

Zhang Yue was unaware of the words of the other side, and only heard a few words intermittently...

"How long has this son studied with Brother Boyi?"

"Brother Boyi, this method is really true..."

"This period of time can always be like this... rare, rare."

"The strokes are exactly the same, it's a lot of hard work."

"Yeah, the humble family can have a noble son!"

(End of this chapter)