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Chapter 82 Bald Ci Daddy Miss Ma

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    The sound of the piano was like a mountain stream, cheerful and tinkling, and it permeated every corner of the restaurant in a blink of an eye.

    The chef and helper who were busy in the back kitchen, the waiter who was placing the dishes, the shopkeeper Fang who was checking the menu behind the counter, and even Wu Yu who was standing guard outside the door all felt very happy.  I couldn't help but relax from the nervousness of the first day of business.

    Shopkeeper Fang looked at the girl playing the piano and couldn't help but give Fan Datong a thumbs up and whispered: "My boss is my boss, and the piano player we invited has the level of the Qinhuai River!"

    "Aren't you talking nonsense?" Fan Datong curled his lips and said, "That's Ma Xianglan."

    "Huh?" Shopkeeper Fang couldn't help but open his mouth. Before the accident in his restaurant, he often invited Qinhuai singers to perform at his house.  At that time, Ma Xianglan was already a role that his family could not afford.

    More than a year has passed. With Miss Ma¡¯s talents and skills, I¡¯m afraid she will become even more popular, right?  How could they succumb to their small restaurant?

    "How much did the owner pay?" After being surprised, shopkeeper Fang began to feel distressed again, secretly thinking that he must have offered a sky-high price to impress Ma Xianglan.

    "I said I didn't pay a penny, do you believe it?" Fan Datong picked up the candied fruit on the counter and threw one into his mouth.

    "Don't be kidding." Shopkeeper Fang didn't believe it.

    "I'm really not kidding." Fan Datong curled his lips and said, "I invited the person, didn't I know it? Your boss wrote a letter to Miss Ma. After reading the letter, Miss Ma's eyes became red, and then  I just agreed, and here I am, right?"

    "Hey, my boss deserves to be my boss." Shopkeeper Fang was racking his brains, but he couldn't figure out what spell Zhao Hao cast to actually make Ma Xianglan come to play the piano like a man possessed.  Could it be that he was poisoned?

    ??~~

    In the elegant room on the second floor, Zhao Hao stood in front of the window, quietly listening to the beautiful and cheerful sound of the piano, and the trace of uneasiness in his heart disappeared.

    "Son, your hotel doesn't accept individual guests either." Zhao Shouzheng stood aside and said a little worried for him: "If the people you invited don't come, why don't you want to be blind today?"

    "Father is overly worried. Not coming is their loss, not my loss." Zhao Hao said with a confident smile.

    ¡°So what if Xuelang can¡¯t bring anyone today?¡±  As long as there are Ji Xian fans, Wei Ji Xian Restaurant will definitely be popular. It¡¯s just one day later and one day earlier. What¡¯s the big deal?

    "At worst, it's free for ten days, and I ask Fatty Tang to bring some colleagues over. I don't believe that those Anhui merchants who are tired of eating ordinary dishes will not buy into my account?"

    Thinking of this, he relaxed and turned around and shouted downstairs: "Guys, cheer up, we're open for business!"

    "Okay!" Everyone downstairs echoed in unison, their spirits lifted.

    "My boss, we haven't unveiled the plaque yet." Shopkeeper Fang reminded with a wry smile: "My boss, please unveil the plaque with my old boss!"

    "Okay." Upon hearing this, Zhao Shouzheng walked downstairs with square steps and his hands behind his back in a full posture.

    At the door of the store, the waiter fired the whip again.

    Amidst the crackling of firecrackers, Zhao Hao and Zhao Shouzheng and his son stood at the door of the restaurant, each holding a red ribbon and pulling it down, and then pulled off the red satin covering the plaque.

    On the ebony plaque, the three powerful gilded characters "Extremely Fresh" are particularly eye-catching!

    Shopkeeper Fang and Chief Yu took off the red silk covering the couplets.

    "Ouch!" Then an exclamation was heard, and someone read loudly:

    "It's famous three thousand miles north of the Great Wall, and its taste can be overwhelming on the twelfth floor of the south of the Yangtze River! What a great tone!"

    "The taste is extremely delicious! The name of this restaurant is so overbearing! Our country, Ming Dynasty, is rich in resources and delicacies. Who dares to use the word 'ji' so brazenly?"

    "We have to give it a try today. If he can't occupy his house, I have to put this word on him!"

    When everyone in the restaurant heard the voice, they went out and saw that the speakers were a few men dressed as scribes riding tall horses.

    Behind them, there was a large group of carriages and sedans slowly approaching from the big stone bridge.

    This situation immediately shocked Shopkeeper Fang and the others. How could there have been so many rich people in Caijia Alley?

    Zhao Hao felt relieved, knowing that Xuelang had lived up to his trust.

    Sure enough, a shiny bald head was seen poking out from a carriage ahead, smiling at the men and saying: "Everyone, this is it, let's go in!"

    "Huh." A man wearing a black satin round-neck robe and a Tang scarf, with an air of freedom and ease in his movements, asked Xuelang strangely: "Didn't the Master say there would be a poetry meeting? Why did you come to the restaurant?"  "

    ¡°And it¡¯s a newly opened small restaurant.¡± The other scribes were also puzzled.?Looking at Xuelang expectantly.  "The mage's actions are really unexpected, and people are looking forward to it every time."

    They would never set foot in a shabby place like Caijia Lane.

    Thanks to Xuelang's usual high-class behavior, everyone was not angry, but thought he was going to play some new tricks.

    "Haha, everyone, please take a look." Xuelang pointed at Zhao Shouzheng standing at the door of the restaurant and said with a smile, "Do you still recognize this gentleman?"

    "Oh, this is" When everyone saw Zhao Shouzheng, they were stunned for a moment, and then laughed in surprise and said, "It turns out that Father Ci is here, no wonder!"

    Everyone dismounted their horses and sedans one after another, and rushed to salute Zhao Shouzheng with fists in their hands.

    Zhao Shou was busy returning the courtesy, but he was inevitably proud of himself. When did I become so proud?

    He ran away after pretending to be cool at Da Baoen Temple that day, but he didn't know how much shock he caused - "Die Lian Hua" became a blockbuster, making his madman style deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.  In addition, Master Xuelang actually abandoned all the guests and chased him never to return, which made everyone even more impressed.

    But the main reason is the song "Die Lian Hua", which is so popular.  It has spread from Dabaoen Temple to the Qinhuai River, and then spread throughout Jinling City.

    It can be said that if there is a banquet place, "Die Lian Hua" must be sung That is to say, Caijiaxiang is full of big guys, so it has not spread.

    Nowadays, I don¡¯t know how many people are trying their best to meet the real author of this poem.  After meeting the poet, I naturally hope to see the fig leaf that has always been hidden in the Ming Dynasty's poetry world!

    If you want to see the fig leaf, of course you must first establish a good relationship with Ci Dad.

    Therefore, these celebrities, scholars, and successful scholars all surrendered and became brothers with Zhao Shouzheng.

    Xuelang looked at this scene with a smile and thought to himself, Donor Zhao, Donor Zhao, let¡¯s see how you can hide it now

    He was just about to go find Zhao Hao when he was suddenly grabbed by someone and dragged into the restaurant without any explanation.

    After the guests exchanged greetings with Zhao Shouzheng, they discovered that Master Xuelang was missing.

    "The Master has already gone upstairs." Fan Datong invited with a smile on his face: "Please come in and have tea. The Master will come down to talk later."

    The guests did not doubt his presence, so they entered the restaurant humbly.  Unexpectedly, the decoration in this store is quite elegant and exquisite, and the calligraphy and painting on the wall are also very high-quality, definitely not the work of ordinary literati.

    When everyone was about to see which master had written these calligraphy and paintings, they suddenly heard someone screaming.

    "Am I right? Isn't this Miss Ma!"

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