Zhuangyuan Restaurant is the best restaurant in their neighborhood. It was opened after the name Zhuangyuan was born. Rumor has it that the person who opened this restaurant was not the current boss, but a very powerful person.

However, Manbao and the others had only heard of him in the market and didn't know who he was.

Anyway, this restaurant is very large and luxurious, and the people who come in and out are very wealthy and seem to be very well-educated.

After all, the Sixth School is here, and the name is so good. Basically, most of the people who come here to eat and drink are students, as well as their elders and family members.

Manbao and the others were dressed in ordinary clothes. Although they were not shabby, they were definitely not luxurious. As soon as they entered the Zhuangyuan Building, they were first attracted by the calligraphy and paintings painted on the two walls inside.

Bai Dalang had been to Zhuangyuan Building before, so he was quite calm, but the other three looked like country bumpkins entering the city for the first time, their eyes shining brightly. Although their faces were calm, they looked like they were coming in for the first time.

Someone turned to look at them, but Bai Shan and the others didn't pay attention. They walked straight to the wall and raised their heads to read the poems inscribed on the wall.

These were all reserved by the literati who came here to eat. Most of them had poems, but some people left only a word or a line of words. When Bai Shan saw those words, he couldn't walk, and his feet were glued to the ground.

move.

Mr. Zhuang had already raised his feet to go up to the second floor. Bai Erlang dragged Bai Shan to go up, but he didn't move.

He looked back and said, "Let's come down and take a look when you're full."

Man Bao also looked at those words and exclaimed, "These words are so well written."

Bai Erlang asked: "Are you still going to eat?"

Bai Shan said: "You go up and order the food first. There are many people anyway, and it will take time to serve the food. We will see later."

Man Bao nodded. She thought the poems on the wall were good and wanted to read them again.

Bai Erlang scratched his head and left them to chase his husband and his eldest brother, "Then you can see for yourselves, I'll go up first."

The clerk in the store led them to find a seat on the second floor. Most of the good seats were occupied. It was impossible to look out the window, but they could look at the first floor from the second floor.

Mr. Zhuang sat down, glanced downstairs at the two disciples, then turned to look at Bai Erlang who had already run up, and shook his head slightly.

Bai Dalang sat down for Mr. Zhuang and said to Bai Erlang, "Why don't you read the poems below?"

He said: "Those poems and writings were all left by talented people. They are worth reading."

"Hey, I looked at the announcement below. It seems that anyone can write poems and inscriptions on the wall."

"Anyone can do it, but your poems and calligraphy are not good. Do you have the nerve to write higher?" Bai Dalang said: "Those who dare to write higher are people who are very confident in themselves. There is no poem, no poem."

A word is extraordinary. The reason why many people in the school come here to eat and drink is to read the words and poems on the wall. This is a rare opportunity, how can you not read it? "

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

"Then big brother, why don't you go?"

"I have copied all the poems on the wall and read all the words. You can go and read them. I am here to serve you, sir."

When the waiter came up to order, Bai Erlang said: "I'll just copy my brother's calligraphy later. I won't read the calligraphy for now. I'm not good at handwriting, so I'll just copy sir's calligraphy."

Mr. Zhuang:……

Bai Dalang:......

Bai Dalang looked at Mr. Zhuang suspiciously, wondering how he could accept him as his disciple.

Mr. Zhuang shook his head, nodded to the seat next to him and asked him to sit down, without forcing him to go down.

Man Bao read the poems one by one, while Bai Shan stood there and looked at the words on the wall, making several gestures with his hands.

When Feng Zongping and his classmates entered the door, he looked up and saw Man Bao standing under the wall. He was deeply impressed by her.

He waved to his classmates, indicating that they should go upstairs first, and then walked up with Yi Ziyang.

Man Bao was reciting these poems silently, and decided to recite the poems on the wall silently when she went back to learn how other people write poems. She was lost in thought when a person coughed lightly behind her.

Man Bao didn't even turn his head, he just moved around to make room for the person behind him, and then continued to stare at the wall.

When Feng Zongping saw this, he couldn't help but cough slightly and said, "Miss Zhou, what a coincidence."

Man Bao turned around, recognized Feng Zongping, smiled and said, "It's Mr. Feng, it's quite a coincidence."

Bai Shan on the side came back to his senses when he heard their voices. He turned around and walked to Man Bao, looked at Feng Zongping and asked, "Who is this..."

Man Bao introduced them to each other, then looked at Yi Ziyang beside Feng Zongping but smiled without saying a word, she didn't know his name yet.

Yi Ziyang smiled and introduced: "I'm Yi Ziyang."

Man Bao and Bai Shan saluted the two of them, and they returned the salute. Feng Zongping looked at Bai Shan and smiled, "Is this Miss Zhou's senior disciple? He is indeed a talented person."

Bai Shan was never polite and humble to others, so he just smiled politely, and Man Bao answered on his behalf, "It's better than Feng Gongzi."

The two boasted to each other for a while, and then Feng Zongping introduced them to the calligraphy and poems on the wall.

For example, who wrote this poem and who inscribed this word, Feng Zongping knew all about it. Not to mention Manbao, even Bai Shan listened with gusto. The two of them kept all these in their hearts and decided to ask about it when they went back.

these people.

It sounds awesome. I wonder if they would like to be friends with them.

Just as they were talking lively, Bai Erlang popped his head down from the second floor and shouted to them: "Come up and eat."

There was a lot of talk in the restaurant. Bai Erlang's voice was not loud, but the content of what he shouted was very prominent. The people here were talking about "The clothes are suitable for Xi, and I changed them to Xi."; the people talking there were talking.

The most important thing is "the way of a saint, to work without fighting".

Then there was silence in the restaurant. People on the second floor turned to look at Bai Erlang, and people on the first floor also looked up at Bai Erlang.

Bai Erlang faced them with an innocent face and blinked, wondering why they all suddenly became quiet and looked at him.

Bai Dalang covered his face, wishing he could find a crack to stuff himself in.

Mr. Zhuang poured himself a glass of wine with a normal expression, and took the time to signal Bai Erlang to sit down. What does it look like to kneel on a stool like this?

Feng Zongping and Yi Ziyang downstairs also withdrew their gazes and then looked at Man Bao and the others.

Man Bao and Bai Shan rushed to the two of them and said, "Let's go up to eat first and take our leave."

Feng Zongping smiled and nodded, but he followed them up. He smiled and said: "We just want to go upstairs too."

As he walked, he asked curiously, "The one who taught you just now was your junior brother Mr. Bai?"

Man Bao saw that he had even inquired about Bai Er's ranking, and he had obviously found out their origins.

She nodded and said, "Yes."

At the same time, Man Bao was also very curious, "Do your Imperial College students often come to this restaurant to eat?"

Feng Zongping smiled and said: "It's not that often, it's just the occasional gathering between classmates. As for eating, naturally we have to go home to eat."
Chapter completed!