Let’s talk about Song Qingshu returning to his house. Seeing that it was almost noon, Li Qingluo and Xiaolongnu had not come back yet, he couldn’t help but feel depressed and had to go out again.
Originally, the servants in the mansion wanted to prepare lunch for him, but Song Qingshu refused. As soon as the house was given to him by the Southern Song Dynasty court, there were mixed servants inside. Who knew if there were spies from Wanqi Cheng, Zhang Jun and others who put some medicine in the food? Although he is not afraid of poison, he has no habit of being abused and taking poison.
What's more, he wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about the customs and customs of Lin'an, so he found a larger restaurant.
Speaking of martial arts novels, restaurants are the places where events are triggered most frequently. I wonder if they will encounter something today?
When he entered the restaurant, a thought suddenly arose in Song Qingshu's mind, but he immediately laughed. He had been to the restaurant and inn so many times over the years. Although there were many things happening, there were no more things happening, and it was just a selective memory.
It's still early now, and there are not many people in the restaurant. Song Qingshu found a window on the second floor, ordering wine and food while drinking, while thinking about how to deal with the censorship next.
Li Qingluo's proposal was subconsciously rejected by him. What a joke? How could a man with a dignified seven-foot man use a handsome trick!
What's more, how could a famous treacherous minister like Shi Miyuan control his thinking because of his daughter?
Unfortunately, after thinking about it, I couldn't think of how to convince Shi Miyuan. The only thing that is thankful is that it will take time for the Jianshan Academy to build momentum, and he still has a few days to think about this issue.
At this moment, there were more and more people in the restaurant. Looking around, there were not many empty seats, but Song Qingshu didn't care much about these and continued to drink and drink on his own.
Suddenly, a fragrant wind was smelled from his nose. Song Qingshu subconsciously raised his head and saw a girl in a big red cloak standing aside and glaring at him.
Although the girl was angry, she still did not damage her cute and beautiful appearance.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Do we know girls?
Although he lingers in the flowers, he doesn’t even remember what his lover is like Duan Zhengchun. On Shaoshi Mountain, he thought Ye Erniang was one of his former lovers.
He was sure that he had never seen this girl before, so he naturally didn't know where her anger came from.
You take my place.The girl pointed to where he was sitting and said with her cheeks puffed.
It’s amazing, this is a restaurant, and the location is naturally first come first served, so how can there be a fixed reason?Song Qingshu smiled while pouring wine.
Every time I come here, I sit in this position. If I don’t sit here, I feel unhappy. If I am in a bad mood, someone will be in trouble.
The threatening meaning of the girl in her speech is beyond words.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Girl is threatening me?
The girl snorted, took out a ingot of silver and slapped it in front of him: This is for you, I will find another place to do it myself.
After saying that, he ignored him and turned around to greet the waiter and said, "Waiter, come and put the table in hand."
The waiter came over and looked embarrassed when he saw the situation: This lady, there are already people here, so I'll find another table for you...
The girl said angrily: I will sit here today and I won’t go anywhere.
By chance, I just happened to think the view of this place is good and planned to stay here for an afternoon.Song Qingshu's voice sounded.
I'm afraid you won't be able to stay there.The girl snorted coldly, and suddenly kicked the stool where he was sitting, and the legs of the stool were broken.
However, the scene of the other party falling in a mess did not appear. Song Qingshu was still sitting on the stool and drinking by himself.
The girl didn't believe it and kicked it out again. Only two legs were left on the stool, but Song Qingshu didn't even spill a drop of wine in the cup.
Huh?The girl looked surprised and suspicious, and suddenly snorted coldly, pretending to be a ghost.In an instant, he kicked the remaining two stool legs and thought to see how you can show off.
But soon her smug smile stiffened on her face, and her eyes almost popped out. The man sitting in front of her had lost one leg and was still as stable as a mountain. That's fine, the stool surface was still firmly attached to his butt, as if there were several invisible stool legs supporting it.
The girl couldn't help but leaned over and reached out to touch his stool. She was sure there was nothing, and couldn't help but admire: What kind of kung fu are you doing? Can you teach me?
Uh~ Song Qingshu looked strange. He was thinking about how to teach this unruly girl a lesson. He didn't know that her attitude changed so quickly, which was really unexpected.
Just now, the little girl didn't recognize Mount Tai, so I hope you don't mistreat me.The girl in red said as she brought a new chair to replace Song Qingshu's kicked under her body. Senior, please sit down.
As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone with a smile, Song Qingshu doesn’t know what to say, but he’s a little depressed: Senior? I look youngest?
Of course I'm not old, I look like my brother.
The girl in red sat down on the other side of the table, looked at the wine and food on the table, and couldn't help but smile, "How can these be eaten enough?"
After saying that, he took a ingot of silver and stuffed it into Xiao Er's hand next to him, and ordered: Ask the kitchen to make some more wine and dishes for us: flower cooked quails, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, fried deer legs, ginger vinegar and gold and silver hooves... All the ingredients are picked up freshest, don't think we are Kaizi, this girl can tell the difference.
I dare not dare~ Seeing that a conflict became invisible and there was a big customer, the waiter left with a smile.
This girl should be from a wealthy family.
Song Qingshu was all the emperors. Although these dishes were expensive, they would not move him. Instead, he was more curious about the identity of the girl in front of him. Women from ordinary families do not have this knowledge. Women in the world, except for Huang Rong, who have a family background, are not so particular about eating.
As for the previous conflict with her... Song Qingshu is not that tiny, not to mention that it is a bit boring to drink by himself alone, so he simply acquiesced to everything in front of him and see what this girl is selling.
Big brother, what kind of martial arts are you doing just now? How about teaching me?The girl said while filling him with a glass of wine as if she was offering treasures.
She really knows how to use the big snake with the stick.
Song Qingshu was silently ineffective and replied: Your martial arts are already good in the younger generation. Why do a daughter learns so much kung fu?
His eyesight is so great now. From her speed of legs and her mastery of strength just now, it can be seen that she has received guidance from famous teachers since she was a child, and the only thing she lacks is the heat.
Who said that my daughter couldn't learn more kung fu at home? The girl in red pursed her mouth and then started acting coquettishly. Big brother, please teach me~ The voice was so sweet that the men around her couldn't help but tremble all over.
Song Qingshu was unmoved: My martial arts are not suitable for you.
Originally, the servants in the mansion wanted to prepare lunch for him, but Song Qingshu refused. As soon as the house was given to him by the Southern Song Dynasty court, there were mixed servants inside. Who knew if there were spies from Wanqi Cheng, Zhang Jun and others who put some medicine in the food? Although he is not afraid of poison, he has no habit of being abused and taking poison.
What's more, he wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about the customs and customs of Lin'an, so he found a larger restaurant.
Speaking of martial arts novels, restaurants are the places where events are triggered most frequently. I wonder if they will encounter something today?
When he entered the restaurant, a thought suddenly arose in Song Qingshu's mind, but he immediately laughed. He had been to the restaurant and inn so many times over the years. Although there were many things happening, there were no more things happening, and it was just a selective memory.
It's still early now, and there are not many people in the restaurant. Song Qingshu found a window on the second floor, ordering wine and food while drinking, while thinking about how to deal with the censorship next.
Li Qingluo's proposal was subconsciously rejected by him. What a joke? How could a man with a dignified seven-foot man use a handsome trick!
What's more, how could a famous treacherous minister like Shi Miyuan control his thinking because of his daughter?
Unfortunately, after thinking about it, I couldn't think of how to convince Shi Miyuan. The only thing that is thankful is that it will take time for the Jianshan Academy to build momentum, and he still has a few days to think about this issue.
At this moment, there were more and more people in the restaurant. Looking around, there were not many empty seats, but Song Qingshu didn't care much about these and continued to drink and drink on his own.
Suddenly, a fragrant wind was smelled from his nose. Song Qingshu subconsciously raised his head and saw a girl in a big red cloak standing aside and glaring at him.
Although the girl was angry, she still did not damage her cute and beautiful appearance.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Do we know girls?
Although he lingers in the flowers, he doesn’t even remember what his lover is like Duan Zhengchun. On Shaoshi Mountain, he thought Ye Erniang was one of his former lovers.
He was sure that he had never seen this girl before, so he naturally didn't know where her anger came from.
You take my place.The girl pointed to where he was sitting and said with her cheeks puffed.
It’s amazing, this is a restaurant, and the location is naturally first come first served, so how can there be a fixed reason?Song Qingshu smiled while pouring wine.
Every time I come here, I sit in this position. If I don’t sit here, I feel unhappy. If I am in a bad mood, someone will be in trouble.
The threatening meaning of the girl in her speech is beyond words.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: Girl is threatening me?
The girl snorted, took out a ingot of silver and slapped it in front of him: This is for you, I will find another place to do it myself.
After saying that, he ignored him and turned around to greet the waiter and said, "Waiter, come and put the table in hand."
The waiter came over and looked embarrassed when he saw the situation: This lady, there are already people here, so I'll find another table for you...
The girl said angrily: I will sit here today and I won’t go anywhere.
By chance, I just happened to think the view of this place is good and planned to stay here for an afternoon.Song Qingshu's voice sounded.
I'm afraid you won't be able to stay there.The girl snorted coldly, and suddenly kicked the stool where he was sitting, and the legs of the stool were broken.
However, the scene of the other party falling in a mess did not appear. Song Qingshu was still sitting on the stool and drinking by himself.
The girl didn't believe it and kicked it out again. Only two legs were left on the stool, but Song Qingshu didn't even spill a drop of wine in the cup.
Huh?The girl looked surprised and suspicious, and suddenly snorted coldly, pretending to be a ghost.In an instant, he kicked the remaining two stool legs and thought to see how you can show off.
But soon her smug smile stiffened on her face, and her eyes almost popped out. The man sitting in front of her had lost one leg and was still as stable as a mountain. That's fine, the stool surface was still firmly attached to his butt, as if there were several invisible stool legs supporting it.
The girl couldn't help but leaned over and reached out to touch his stool. She was sure there was nothing, and couldn't help but admire: What kind of kung fu are you doing? Can you teach me?
Uh~ Song Qingshu looked strange. He was thinking about how to teach this unruly girl a lesson. He didn't know that her attitude changed so quickly, which was really unexpected.
Just now, the little girl didn't recognize Mount Tai, so I hope you don't mistreat me.The girl in red said as she brought a new chair to replace Song Qingshu's kicked under her body. Senior, please sit down.
As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone with a smile, Song Qingshu doesn’t know what to say, but he’s a little depressed: Senior? I look youngest?
Of course I'm not old, I look like my brother.
The girl in red sat down on the other side of the table, looked at the wine and food on the table, and couldn't help but smile, "How can these be eaten enough?"
After saying that, he took a ingot of silver and stuffed it into Xiao Er's hand next to him, and ordered: Ask the kitchen to make some more wine and dishes for us: flower cooked quails, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed Jiang Yao, mandarin duck fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, fried deer legs, ginger vinegar and gold and silver hooves... All the ingredients are picked up freshest, don't think we are Kaizi, this girl can tell the difference.
I dare not dare~ Seeing that a conflict became invisible and there was a big customer, the waiter left with a smile.
This girl should be from a wealthy family.
Song Qingshu was all the emperors. Although these dishes were expensive, they would not move him. Instead, he was more curious about the identity of the girl in front of him. Women from ordinary families do not have this knowledge. Women in the world, except for Huang Rong, who have a family background, are not so particular about eating.
As for the previous conflict with her... Song Qingshu is not that tiny, not to mention that it is a bit boring to drink by himself alone, so he simply acquiesced to everything in front of him and see what this girl is selling.
Big brother, what kind of martial arts are you doing just now? How about teaching me?The girl said while filling him with a glass of wine as if she was offering treasures.
She really knows how to use the big snake with the stick.
Song Qingshu was silently ineffective and replied: Your martial arts are already good in the younger generation. Why do a daughter learns so much kung fu?
His eyesight is so great now. From her speed of legs and her mastery of strength just now, it can be seen that she has received guidance from famous teachers since she was a child, and the only thing she lacks is the heat.
Who said that my daughter couldn't learn more kung fu at home? The girl in red pursed her mouth and then started acting coquettishly. Big brother, please teach me~ The voice was so sweet that the men around her couldn't help but tremble all over.
Song Qingshu was unmoved: My martial arts are not suitable for you.