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- Chapter 89
Before opening the next day, Zhao Hao summoned all employees of the restaurant to conduct monthly training.
It¡¯s just that you performed well last month and keep working hard next month. If anyone dares to slack off, don¡¯t blame shopkeeper Fang for being rude
"The ice cubes in the lobby and private rooms should be changed frequently, and don't wait for customers to remind you. If you do this three times and two times, people will inevitably say that our store is bullying customers"
While he was boasting and talking to the boss, he suddenly saw Ma Xianglan holding the lyre and entering the restaurant with a smile on her face.
"Uh" Zhao Hao was at a loss for words at that time and looked at Ma Xianglan speechless for a long time.
Didn¡¯t you speak clearly yesterday? He seemed to have said something like 'as a souvenir', a tactful way of saying he was done helping, right?
Ma Xianglan smiled brightly at him, then walked to the corner with her qin in her arms, set up the qin skillfully, sat down, and played the song "Meeting a Friend in the High Mountains and Flowing Waters".
The sound of the piano is elegant in melody and timeless in flavor, vividly displaying the majestic mountains and the ocean of flowing water.
It also contains an inexplicable joy like when Boya meets his son
When Zhao Hao listened to Ma Xianglan's piano, four lines of poetry suddenly popped into his mind.
¡®Broken Yaoqin¡¯ s Phoenix Tail Cold, who do n¡¯t you play with your childhood? The spring breeze is full of friends, but it is difficult to find a close friend. ¡¯
He couldn¡¯t help but shudder, thinking that he had underestimated Nalan Ci¡¯s lethality
Are you afraid that Ma Xianglan is relying on you now?
Thinking of this, how could Zhao Hao be in the mood to act like a boss? After finishing it hastily, he ran home in despair.
Seeing his embarrassment of running away, Ma Xianglan not only did not feel as depressed as usual, but the sound of the piano she played became more cheerful.
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Who would have thought that there would be unrest at home.
I saw a man in his twenties, wearing a Tang scarf and a blue t-shirt, looking outside his yard.
In the yard, Qiaoqiao held a kitchen knife in his hand and looked at the strange man with a wary expression: "Who are you looking for?"
"This girl is so polite. My student Wang Wuyang is here to pay homage to my teacher." The scribe straightened his clothes and cupped his hands towards Qiaoqiao.
"My master has gone to jail, you should come back at night." Qiaoqiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but was determined not to let him in.
"The person in prison is the master, and the student is looking for the master." The scribe shook his head and explained seriously.
But the more he explained, the more confused Qiaoqiao became. It wasn't until she saw Zhao Hao's figure turning into the alley that she cried and said, "You're back. This man has been wandering around outside for a long time and can't understand what he said."
"Oh?" Gao Wu stood behind Zhao Hao, so he was naturally not afraid. Smiling, he asked the scribe, "What does this scholar do for you?"
The scribe dressed as a scholar turned around, looked at Zhao Hao and said, "May I ask your name?"
Zhao Hao also looked at the scholar and saw that he was only in his early twenties, with a handsome face and a bookish look on his face, which made it difficult for people to feel hostile.
He replied politely: "I, Zhao Hao, haven't asked Ren yet"
"Ah, Master!" Then I saw the scribe who looked normal, with a look of ecstasy on his face, and then with a plop, he knelt in front of him and shouted: "Disciple Wang Wuyang, pay homage to Master!"
Gao Wu quickly stood in front of Zhao Hao, fearing that the lunatic would hurt his son.
Zhao Hao pulled Gao Wu away and asked Wang Wuyang with a puzzled expression: "Excuse me, do I know you?"
"Master naturally does not know the disciple, but the disciple has known the master for a long time." Wang Wuyang said firmly: "Ever since I read the six masterpieces of the master, I have made up my mind to worship you as my teacher. I work hard for my master, and I am willing to be his lackey!"
Hearing him say "You are old", Zhao Hao rolled his eyes, turned around and wanted to go back to the restaurant, but then he thought that there was Ma Xianglan there.
"There is really a wolf in front and a tiger in the back. The man on the bridge is worried to death."
Suddenly he remembered something, turned around and looked at Wang Wuyang and said, "Where did you see those six poems?"
He clearly remembered that Xuelang said that none of the six poems had been published yet, and others only knew two of them at most.
"That's it." Wang Wuyang knelt on the ground and explained clearly: "The student is Wang Yanzhou's nephew. His uncle came to Beijing the previous time and ordered me to read the letters on his behalf. Last month, I received a letter from Master Xuelang to my uncle. Attached are six poems written by Master."
At this point, he became incoherent again: "After the student watched it, he couldn't sleep for several days and nights. He suddenly realized that what he had learned in the past was useless and was just garbage. After learning from the painful experience, he made up his mind to worship the master. Be a teacher and imitate Zi Lu,??Master learns from scratch and serves Master day and night, then this life will not be wasted¡±
"Oh" Zhao Hao suddenly realized that this guy was Wang Shizhen's nephew. He also knew that Xuelang asked for help from the leader of the literary world, but he did not expect that the help did not come, but Wang Shizhen's nephew
No need to ask, my address was also leaked by Xuelang. No wonder he has been afraid to show up recently. It turns out that he is afraid of settling a score with him.
"Since he is the nephew of Alliance Leader Wang, please invite him quickly." Zhao Hao put on a gentle face.
The person holding the pen cannot afford to offend, not to mention Wang Shizhen is still the leader of the literary world. Don¡¯t you see, Yan Song, his son, Zhang Juzheng and others have been tricked by him into something bad?
"So, master has accepted a disciple?" Wang Wuyang looked at Zhao Hao excitedly.
"There is no way." Zhao Hao said flatly: "Don't even think about it!"
"If Master doesn't accept it, I won't be able to kneel down for a long time, and I won't be able to afford to die!" Wang Wuyang was not discouraged and issued a declaration of "kneeling down for a long time."
"Then just kneel down." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said coldly: "You want to play tricks on me? Just dream!"
After saying that, he walked into the courtyard.
Gao Wu tilted his head and looked at Wang Wuyang for a while, and judged that this guy was incapable of restraining a chicken, so he let him go.
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That boy named Wang was really kneeling outside and couldn¡¯t get up
Zhao Hao originally wanted to stay in the house, out of sight, but it was already plummeting in Nanjing at this time, and the air was humid and hot, making him feel uncomfortable staying in the house.
He had no choice but to come out of the courtyard, ask Gao Wujiang to change the direction of the deck chair, and sit with his back to the door to enjoy the shade of the trees.
At noon, the weather became even hotter. Seeing Zhao Hao complaining about the heat, Gao Wu got a banana fan and fanned him from the side.
Zhao Hao felt less irritable now.
At this time, Qiaoqiao came out with lunch, and Zhao Hao started using it under the shade of the tree.
Afraid that he would lose his appetite due to the hot weather, Qiaoqiao made cold noodles. Served with fresh peppers soaked in soy sauce, garlic juice and candied garlic, plus a few cold dishes delivered earlier, Zhao Hao and Gao Wu were full of praise for their food.
"Have another bowl, put more garlic juice" Zhao Hao wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth and handed the bowl to Qiaoqiao.
Qiao Qiao then took a shot of noodles that had been simmered with cold water, put them into Zhao Hao's bowl, and then poured the sauce and garlic juice over them. While handing him the noodles, he reminded in a low voice: "That man is still kneeling outside. I think he is about to suffer from heat stroke"
"I know." Zhao Hao actually glanced at Wang Wuyang from the corner of his eye from time to time, otherwise he wouldn't be so agitated.
"Isn't it just to become a disciple? Just accept him, and you are indispensable." Qiaoqiao was soft-hearted after all, and Wang Wuyang had already knelt down to him.
"Nonsense." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes at her and whispered: "How old am I? Now I want to be someone's master? I will be called old"
"Ahem" Gao Wu coughed at the side. He didn't expect that the young master would have such a weird reason for not accepting disciples.
This is of course not the real reason.
The real reason is, why should I accept you as my disciple?
Once a teacher, always a father! Is this father that good? Especially for a master like me, who has a strong sense of responsibility and is rich, will he suffer a huge loss if he accepts a disciple without knowing it?
??Have Mr. Zhao ever made a loss-making business?
?Apparently not.
Therefore, he obviously will not accept this apprentice.
????????????????????????????????????????????? Otherwise, if you accept one person today and another tomorrow, won¡¯t Mr. Zhao¡¯s house become a charity?
Therefore, this hole must be pierced tightly, and there is no room for negotiation!
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