Let's say that Song Qingshu returned to his house, seeing that it was almost noon and Li Qingluo and Xiaolongnv hadn't come back yet, he couldn't help feeling very depressed, so he had to go out again.
Originally, the servants in the mansion wanted to prepare lunch for him, but Song Qingshu refused. This house was given to him by the Southern Song Dynasty court, and the servants inside were mixed. Who knows if there are spies from Wan Qixie, Zhang Jun and others in it? , put some medicine in the food, although he is not afraid of poison now, but he doesn't have the habit of taking poison when he is tortured.
What's more, he also wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about the customs of Lin'an, so he found a relatively large restaurant.
"It's said that restaurants are the place where incidents happen most often in martial arts. I don't know if we will encounter anything today?" When entering the restaurant, a thought suddenly came to Song Qingshu's mind, but he laughed dumbfounded. Although many things happened in restaurants and inns so many times, there were more times when nothing happened. It was just a selective memory.
It was still relatively early, and there were not many people in the restaurant. Song Qingshu found a seat by the window on the second floor, ordered wine and dishes, and poured himself a drink, while thinking about how to deal with the Taiwan remonstrance next.
Before Li Qingluo's proposal was subconsciously rejected by him, what a joke, how could he be a handsome man of seven feet! What's more, Shi Miyuan, a well-known treacherous minister in history, would not influence his thinking because of his daughter.
It's a pity that after much deliberation, he couldn't think of how to persuade Shi Miyuan. The only good thing is that Jianshan Academy still needs time to build momentum, and he still has a few days to think about this issue.
At this moment, the number of people in the Kung Fu restaurant has gradually increased, looking around, there are not many empty seats, but Song Qingshu doesn't care much about these, and continues to pour and drink by himself.
Suddenly smelling a scent of fragrance, Song Qingshu raised his head subconsciously, and saw a girl in a red cloak standing aside and glaring at him.
Even though the girl was angry, her delicate and beautiful attitude was still intact.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Girl, do we know each other?" Although he lingers in the flowers, he is not like Duan Zhengchun who can't even remember his lovers. On Shaoshi Mountain, he thought Ye Erniang was one of his former lovers lover.
He was very sure that he had never seen this girl before, so he naturally didn't know where her anger came from.
"You're taking my place." The girl pointed to where he was sitting, puffed her cheeks and said.
"Strange, this is a restaurant, and the location is naturally first come, first served. How can there be a fixed reason?" Song Qingshu smiled while pouring wine.
"My girl always sits here every time I come here. If I don't sit here, I won't be in a good mood. Once this girl is in a bad mood, someone will be unlucky." The girl's words were threatening.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Miss, are you threatening me?"
The girl snorted, took out an ingot of silver and patted it in front of him: "This is for you, find another place to do it yourself."
After finishing speaking, he ignored him, turned around and greeted Xiao Er and said, "Xiao Er, come here and take this table away."
The waiter came over to see the situation, and immediately looked embarrassed: "Miss, there are already people here, why don't you find another table for you..."
The girl said angrily, "I'm going to sit here today and not go anywhere."
"Coincidentally, I also happen to think that this place has a good view, and plan to stay here for an afternoon." Song Qingshu's voice sounded.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to stay." The girl snorted coldly, and suddenly kicked the stool he was sitting on, causing the leg of the stool to snap off.
However, the imaginary scene of the other party falling in embarrassment did not appear, and Song Qingshu still sat on the stool calmly and poured himself a drink.
The girl kicked out again in disbelief, and now there were only two legs left on the stool, but Song Qingshu didn't even spill a drop of the wine in the glass, let alone fall.
"Huh?" The girl looked suspicious, and suddenly snorted coldly, "Playing like a ghost." In an instant, she kicked again, breaking the remaining two stool legs, and wanted to see how you are still pissed off.
But soon her smug smile froze on her face, her eyes almost popped out, the stool the man in front of her was sitting on had lost a leg, and it was still as stable as Mount Tai. His buttocks seemed to be supported by several invisible stool legs.
The girl couldn't help but leaned over and reached out to touch under his stool, making sure there was nothing there, she couldn't help admiring: "What kind of kung fu are you doing, can you teach me?"
"Uh~" Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He was thinking about how to teach this savage girl a lesson, but he didn't expect her attitude to change so quickly.
"It was just a little girl who couldn't see Mount Tai, so I hope senior won't be offended." The girl in red moved a new chair to replace the kicked one under Song Qingshu while talking, "Senior, please sit down."
As the saying goes, don't hit smiling people, Song Qingshu couldn't say anything, but he was a little depressed: "Senior? Do I look very old?"
"Of course he's not old, he looks just like my brother." The girl in red sat down on the other side of the table familiarly, glanced at the food and wine on the table, and said with a smile, "How can this be enough to eat?"
After finishing speaking, he took a piece of silver and stuffed it into the small second hand next to him, and ordered: "Ask the kitchen to cook us some new dishes: quail cooked with flowers, fried duck feet, chicken tongue soup, deer belly stuffed with Jiangyao, mandarin ducks Fried beef tendon, chrysanthemum rabbit shreds, fried roe deer legs, ginger and vinegar gold and silver hooves... the ingredients are all selected from the freshest, don't think we are Kaizi, this girl can tell the difference with her tongue."
"Don't dare dare~" Seeing that a conflict was invisible, and there was an extra big customer, the little girl left with a smile on her face.
"This girl should come from a wealthy family." Song Qingshu was a former emperor. Although these dishes were expensive, he would not be moved. Instead, he was more curious about the identity of the girl in front of him. Girls from ordinary families do not have this knowledge. Except for Huang Rong, a woman with a family background like Huang Rong, they are not so particular about eating.
As for the previous conflict with her... Song Qingshu is not so narrow-minded, not to mention that it is a bit useless to drink by himself, so he simply acquiesced in everything in front of him, and see what medicine is sold in this girl's gourd.
"Brother, what kind of martial arts did you do just now, can you teach me?" The girl refilled a glass of wine for him as if she was offering a treasure while talking.
"She really knows how to mount a big snake with a stick." Song Qingshu was speechless, and replied: "Your martial arts are already considered good among the younger generation, why should a daughter learn so much kung fu?" How good his eyesight is now, From the speed of her legs and her mastery of strength just now, it can be seen that she has been taught by a famous teacher since she was a child, and the only thing she lacks is the heat.
"Who said my daughter's family can't learn more kung fu?" The girl in red pursed her mouth, and immediately acted like a baby, "Big brother, teach me~" The voice was so sweet that the men at the tables around me couldn't help but feel their bodies trembling. Tremble.
Song Qingshu was unmoved: "My martial arts are not suitable for you."—
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