Chapter 101: Let’s go to a restaurant to live a petty bourgeois life in the Song Dynasty

"Oh, fortunately, the Yang family generals have not disappeared." Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "That Gong... I mean where Yang Zuren has lived in the past few years? You said he came to Beijing to take the imperial examination. Could he live in another place!"

"Of course, Yang Longtu (Yang Ting) was a former official in the criminal prison in Hedian, Jingxi, and Huainan. He was appointed as the chief of the army to accumulate some money and bought a small house in Yangzhou. Fortunately, he had this house and Gong's place to leave. After Yang Longtu passed away, Gong's family lived in Yangzhou with his children, and raised the children with his aunt and uncle Zhang Jingru."

It turns out that the real Yang family Tianbo Mansion... no, the Yang family mansion is in Yangzhou.

So, how did the Yang Family Generals come out? Could it be that the Yang Mansion in Tianbo of the Song Dynasty was built by people in the Ming Dynasty? Is the storytelling "The Yang Family Generals" an ancient fantasy novel, where all the characters come down from Mars?

History is so humorous!

"Forget it, I'm just curious for a moment. Don't bother Meicheng brother," Zhao Xing said awkwardly.

After knowing that Su Dongpo was going to stay in the palace tonight, the Zhou brothers chatted for a few more words and stood up to say goodbye. At this time, there was no male host in Su Shi's family, and Mrs. Wang did not keep him. The two were about to leave, but Qin Guan stopped each other and asked intimately: "Micheng (Zhou Bangyan), Nanbo (Zhou Bangshi), what activities do you two have tonight?"

After receiving the negative answer, Qin Guan turned around and picked up a bunch of handwritten books from the table and handed them to the confused two brothers: "My brother Meicheng (Zhou Bangyan) has been living in the capital for a long time, please help me see if there is a place worth visiting in these posts?"

Zhou Bangyan was very serious about comparing famous posts, with an attitude that was no less than the caution that modern people showed when buying a house. Zhao Xing was confused and picked up a post that Zhou Bangyan abandoned and looked at it from the side.

This is a post by a student who invited him to dinner. Qin Guan had already made a big cross with his pen. It seems that Zhou Bangyan's view is similar to his, but why? Is it because the invitation is too small?

Zhao Xing curiously picked up several posts in a row, with forks on them. At this time, Zhou Bangyan was comparing three posts back and forth, with a look of regret on his face. It seemed that the three posts were not very satisfied with him, so he could not choose. Qin Guan was also thinking, as if he was measuring the importance of the three posts.

The knock on the door sounded, and Mrs. Wang appeared beside the door with hot tea again. She wanted to make sure the arrangements of these people tonight. The footsteps alarmed Qin Guan. He looked up and found that Zhao Xing was looking at the post he threw down, and sighed and said, "There is no good place to go!... Liren Brother, I advise you not to look at those abandoned items. If you are interested, why don't you help me become a consultant in these three posts. Well, where should I go?"

Zhao Xing was very curious. He looked through the famous posts in Qin Guan's hand and was immediately disappointed: "Who are they? All the names are unknown, I thought you were worried about why. It turned out that they were invited by some unknown people."

Qin Guan saw that Zhao Xing didn't understand the mystery here. He curled his lips first, but when he saw Mrs. Wang looking very caring for Zhao Xing, he breathed heavily and explained: "It seems that Li Ren rarely goes to Gou Lan to play, so he doesn't know the ways in it..."

Mrs. Wang scolded: "Don't teach people the deceased!"

"It's okay. I'll know these official social events sooner or later, and listen to me..."

Qin Guan was a prodigal son. At the banquet yesterday, Huang Tingjian and Su Shi criticized Qin Guan's promiscuous behavior. Qin Guan wrote countless lyrics, and each lyric contains a riddle, and the answer is the name of a singer. During the time he wrote that lyrics, Qin Guan did fall in love with the singer for a short time. Then, he turned around and wrote lyrics for other lyrics, so Qin Guan was praised as the "second lucky man in brothel" after Liu Yong.

People in the world read Qin Guan's poems and are very young for this prodigal son, but in fact, Qin Guan is a child who never grew up. He is now 38 years old and is still full of impulsiveness towards the tiles. Perhaps, twenty years of life in the grass-roots people have accumulated too much "love". Once he succeeds, his passion is vigorous.

When it comes to wandering at Goulan Banquet, the old prodigal son Qin Guan was the most familiar with the way. He patiently explained to Zhao Xing: "A scholar who travels to the world and first arrives in a certain place, he is the first to be invited by someone in a hotel, which means that you are accepted by someone.

You should know that official singing is a daily event, and the restaurant has limited seats, and cooking a table of dishes takes a long time, so the restaurant receives so many guests every day..."

Needless to say, Zhao Xing already understood. He remembered that he was in modern times, sometimes in a hot restaurant, and it took him a long time to wait for the dishes. In ancient times, when there was no gas or electrification, it was conceivable that the time it took to cook a table of dishes was cooked.

In ancient times, hotel reception capacity was limited. Over time, competition automatically led them to make reservations. With more customers booking, the reception capacity of restaurants was saturated, and others naturally "not to receive". Therefore, each restaurant has its own fixed customer base, and they have been booking seats in a restaurant for many years to receive unexpected guests.

This is the only way for hotel competition, and perhaps the reason for the origin of ancient clubs.

Because of competition, hotels are automatically divided into three or six grades, and the level of hotels to entertain guests is clearly distinguished. Since people don’t treat guests every day, you can’t book a hotel seat that suits your identity when you want to treat them temporarily. This is why Su Shi was booking a seat at home.

Then, the hotel guests also automatically choose the club-based social mode: not booking a seat at home, go to the hotel to eat, wait for others to schedule and invite you to visit, I don’t know when it is, so most of the time, people of the same identity will be fixed in a restaurant, and they will tell each other: they will appear in a hotel one day, and then you will come to find a seat by yourself. At that time, although the friend and I are not at the same banquet, they are still in the same restaurant, and they will meet naturally.

This phenomenon of temporary seat search is also common. Some guest posts may not necessarily invite guests to the door. These vacant seats left by those who are absent have become the target of everyone's activities, or they may also become the motor seats for the owner to temporarily attract guests.

Such posts are social opportunities, and your choice represents your future social status. If you choose a hotel where "upper society" is present, you will make friends with this type of people, otherwise, you will wait.

Qin Guan wanted to go to a big shop like Panlou Yanglou. At least he had to go to a newly emerging famous shop like Helelou to make friends with some senior officials in the court with Su Shi's identity. However, there was no one in these posts about Panlou Yanglou, and there was not even a Helelou place. Why didn't Qin Guan hesitate?"

The ancients spoke in trouble, and they could explain things clearly in a few sentences in modern language. Qin Guan explained for a while. If Zhao Xing had not had the first-class understanding ability, he would not know what the other party said for a long time.

Isn’t this a modern club? In the Song Dynasty, restaurants had adopted a similar membership system? This is interesting.

After thinking a little more deeply, Zhao Xing immediately understood: In ancient China, all restaurants naturally moved towards membership, because of the level of productivity, they would definitely be like this. And being able to eat as soon as they sit down in the TV series is a fool, thinking that ancient restaurants were the same as state-owned restaurants after the company's joint venture.

"Did you say it earlier?" Zhao Xing looked down on Qin Guan's troubles: "Do you want to go to Panlou? Yanglou? Or Helelou? Beg me!"

Qin Guan widened his eyes and retorted with a little disdain: "Come on, judging from your performance just now, you have never visited a restaurant, and you just arrived in Bianliang City yesterday. Even if you didn't enter the city gate, you made an appointment for a hotel ten days later. I want to go to Panlou tonight, can you?"

Mrs. Wang, who was still packing the tea set, wanted to laugh when she heard this, and Zhao Xing winked her frequently. Qin Guan did not see the little movements here, so she said it very fiercely. After Zhao Xing finished speaking, he asked slowly: "How about making a bet? Which hotel do you want to go to tonight, I will lead you to break in directly, and I will be a guest of honor, not a guest of honor."

Qin Guan glanced at Mrs. Wang who couldn't help laughing and asked suspiciously: "This is your first time in Bianliang? Have you never been here before?"

Mrs. Wang testified: "Of course, it is definitely the first time Li Ren came to Bianliang. He used to be in Huangzhou and then went overseas for three years, but..."

"Have you been overseas for three years?" Qin Guan heard this, and before Mrs. Wang finished speaking, he immediately said first: "I bet. I bet on the good Tang Mo, what are you bet?"

Zhao Xing shook his head: "I don't care about Tang Mo. How about betting on something that you can afford, what's harmless?"

"What?" Qin Guan asked confidently.

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "Just bet on articles. If you lose, please help me write a few articles on time, that's all."

"Shi Wen, this is too simple." Qin Guan felt that both eyes were full of golden flowers. Did the other party want to give him money? He asked excitedly: "What are you betting on?"

Zhao Xing replied shamelessly: "I don't bet anything, because I must be the one who wins, so I don't need to pay the bet... Of course, if you feel unbalanced, I will pay your expenses in the hotel!"

Isn't this bullying? Qin Guanwang looked at Mrs. Wang for the support of the other party, but Mrs. Wang was already laughing. She nodded frequently: "Shaoyou, Liren's bet really does not need to pay the bet, and you don't even have the chance to make a comeback - you forgot the delicacies of Huangzhou? This thing is their property. Which hotels in Bianliang City in Tokyo don't order from him? The hotel has no pine mushrooms, bamboo shoots, Linzhi, and wild game. How dare you continue to drive it?

Ask him which hotel in Tokyo does not owe him any debts. If Dong Xiaoliang hadn't gotten seafood from him and learned how to cook, he would yell to take over the restaurant from me."

Qin Guan was absolutely in amazement.

Zhao Xing immediately smiled and hugged the other party, whispering: "Senior brother, let's discuss the bet issue now, come on."

Mrs. Wang immediately interrupted Zhao Xing: "Don't, Uncle Liren, a sumo wrestler named Putian Diao came to the door just now and said he was looking for you. I was still thinking: How did he find this place? Now I've been leaving him for a while. Uncle Liren, go and send him away!"

As soon as the name Putian Diao came out, Jin Buer shouted "very courageous" and rushed out before Zhao Xing could give him the order. Then he twisted a strong man to the living room.

This man's majesty is only opposite. He is about 1.7 meters tall, which is considered majestic in the eyes of ordinary people, but when he walked to Zhao Xing, he was still only at the tip of Zhao Xing's nose.

The person who came was respectful, Jin Buer let go. He first glanced at Su Shi's study room and fell to the books full of the house. Then he really fell to him and knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully: "The grass people pounced on the sky and eagle Li Ying met the great official. Today, the great official took action to win back the grass people's family to eat. The young man bowed here."

The Heaven-Pu Tian Diao Li Ying?!

Zhao Xing shook and was almost knocked down by this name.

Could it be that this person finally got on the Water Margin Liang? However, seeing the other party in his thirties, did he think of him going to Liangshan again twenty years later, and he would be so thrilling?

Mrs. Wang had just said a few words and told them the news that she had inquired from Chaoyun, brothers Qin Guan and Zhou Bangyan, so everyone did not go to inquire about the relationship between Putian Diao and Zhao Xing, and Zhao Xing was unwilling to reveal the scars of each other. After their simple conversation, Zhao Xing immediately turned the topic to their travel plan.

"I have lived in Tokyo for a long time. What fun is there in Bianliang City? Let's talk about it one by one," Zhao Xing asked.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it." Li Ying, the phutian eagle, hurriedly gave in humility.

There are several types of honorary titles in ancient times: the most expensive title is "Your Majesty", which means that I dare not look at your face, but only look at the steps under your feet. "Your Majesty" is followed by "Your Majesty", and then "Your Majesty".

"Zuxia" is a relatively equal honorific title, but Li Ying is just a juggling artist. Zhao Xing called him Zuxia, and he thought he could not afford this title. However, Zhao Xing didn't care. He raised his hand and signaled the other party to continue talking.

"When it comes to the night view of Bianliang City, I don't know where the great officials want to go. If they go to buy something, then go to Maxing Street. If they want to watch juggling, they should go to Daxiangguo Temple. If they want to go to the tile house, there are two good places, one is Yanglou Street and the other is Dutingyi..."

Qin Guan was very anxious. He interrupted the other party and asked: "What are the characteristics of Tokyo Fengyue?"

Li Ying understood the meaning of this group of people, and he quickly introduced: "If you talk about the romantic and romantic things in Bianliang City in Tokyo, the great officials have heard of the 'Ten Womans of Bianliang' - the legend of the folk: Aunt Shen's chess, Chen Yiniang's drums, Liao Xiaoxiao's singing, Song Xiaoniang's hundreds of tongues, Shi Huiying's picking, wife Xu's singing, Xiao Jinlian's overturning shooting, Wen Baniang's zaju, Wang Shuanglian's palace tunes, and black mother's movies. The above people are all the wonderful things in Tokyo City. I don't know what officials want to see, elegant or vulgar?"

Liao Xiaoxiao was actually among them, and the ranking was very high, which surprised Zhao Xing a little: "Then go to the place where Liao Xiaoxiao appears - I think the place where she is active should be considered the 'elegance' in your mouth. Tell us where Liao Xiaoxiao always loves, and the rest...whether those elegant people like to move the most?"

Li Ying was still lying on the ground, and he quickly kowtowed again and replied: "The young man has free time these days, so he can just accompany the high-ranking official to stroll around. The young man comes to lead the way... Then he has to go to Yanglou."

Li Yinggang was defeated in the ring and was about to take a break for a few days to avoid the limelight. He changed his job and worked as a helping partner for a few days. He just made his sumo wrestle a little cold and reduced others' impression of him failure. So he recommended himself.

Zhao Xing replied lazily: "Well, get up, everyone, pack up and walk."

Xiao Feng and Xiao Qi jumped out immediately. They were carrying a backpack on their shoulders. If there were modern people there, they would see that the backpack was shaped like a modern "military shoulder (bag). The "military shoulder" was stuffed with bulging. Xiao Feng and Xiao Qi each held a wooden stick in their hands. They also handed an extra red and very smooth wooden stick to Zhao Xing. The wooden sticks were a little curved in shape and were about the same size.

Zhao Xing took the wooden stick and weighed it in his hand. Before he could express his feelings, Chen Gongchuan rushed out and shouted repeatedly: "How can I not have such a good thing?"

Zhao Xing shouted, and the group swayed into the leisure world of Tokyo Bianliang City.

At that time, the time was equivalent to the modern time of get off work. Time seemed to have suddenly slowed down on the streets of Tokyo. Groups of citizens, holding gum, whistling, strolling and watching, savoring carefully, and leisurely passing this idle time. There are endless wonders and endless elegance on the street.

Following the bustling crowd to the gate of Yanglou, a street divided the street into two halves. The opposite side of the street was a tile house. The crowds passing through it were even more grinding. Three or five teams of musicians held one or two girls dancing, singing small lyrics and passing by Zhao Xing. Zhao Xing looked at their team in a daze. Li Ying saw it and quickly explained: "Grand official, this is called "Hurry up" and it is also a scene in Bianliang City."

Isn’t this a common social drama content in the modern southern countryside? In the parade of the social drama, artists often hold a high rod. A child who was wearing Peking Opera costumes and played the role of a character in Peking Opera, wearing heavy makeup and painting his face, churning on the rod... Zhao Xing didn’t know what modern society called this, but now he knew that the Song Dynasty called it “driving”.

Seeing Zhao Xing showing an admiring expression, one of them immediately surrounded Zhao Xing and performed various actions to Zhao Xing. The music was melodious, reflecting the lights all over the street. The four brothers Zhao Xing, Qin Guan and Zhou Bangyan were wearing gorgeous clothes. Except for Zhao Xing, the other three were all considered beautiful boys of this era. This scene seemed to be a realistic "Ukiyo-e".
Chapter completed!