In the Peony Hall, the food is exquisite and exquisite, and the decoration is extravagant.
Mr. Songtao stood at the door and said slowly after a long time: "This is what Mr. Zhao said about simple meals and simple drinks!"
After all, he turned his hands behind his back and turned to leave.
"This..." Zhao Jingyi didn't know how to speak, so he could only wipe off his cold sweat and hurriedly followed.
"Good job, give me a stutter!"
An old beggar leaning on a walking stick, holding a rotten bowl, was limping begging for passers-by at the gate of Zuixian Tower.
"Go away! Go away!" In the guard team outside, the first officer rushed up and kicked the old beggar away.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the old beggar fell to the ground, and the broken bowl fell to the ground with a "slap", and the broken pieces fell to the ground.
The old beggar didn't dare to make a sound, but struggled to get up from the ground.
"Grandpa, grandpa!" A childish voice sounded.
A disheveled, disheveled six-year-old beggar ran over, threw himself on the old beggar's side, gently took the old beggar's arm, and blew carefully.
At this moment, the palm of the old beggar was bleeding from the broken bowl.
The little beggar turned his head away, his dirty and thin face, a pair of clean big eyes, spouting anger!
"What are you looking at! Hurry up and get out! Didn't you see the nobleman coming! If you dare to show up again, I will kill you!" The officers and soldiers raised the sticks in their hands, and kicked them with their legs.
The little beggar hurriedly used his body to protect the old beggar, with an expression of extreme pain on his immature face!
"Is Mr. Zhao always loving the people like a child like this?" Mr. Song Tao just came out at this moment, glanced coldly at Zhao Jingyi, walked over, gently picked up the old beggar on the ground, Ren Yue hurriedly followed, and pulled up the old beggar on the ground. little beggar.
"Mr. Songtao, this... this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Zhao Jingyi's face was pale, and he was angry in his heart. Damn beggars, it's time to get rid of these dirty guys!
"Since Mr. Zhao said it was a misunderstanding, Yue gave Mr. Zhao a chance to have fun with the people! You see, it is inappropriate for this huge restaurant in Zuixianlou to be idle. Mr. Zhao just carefully prepared a feast. I don’t think I can eat it even if I’m an old man, why not invite all the poor people present to have a meal together? Firstly, it will show Mr. Zhao’s love for the people, and secondly, let more people taste the signature and fame of Zuixianlou , wouldn’t it be both?” Mr. Songtao said, intending to help the old beggar into the door.
The old beggar struggled and dared not go in.
Ren Yue also pulled the little beggar to join him. The little beggar saw that his grandfather was not moving, and he stood still and did not dare to move. His face showed a look of wanting to enter but not daring to enter.
"What are you all still doing in a daze? This is Mr. Songtao from the capital! Mr. Songtao is going to live in Xianyang now, and he invites everyone to have a feast at Zuixianlou. Don't you thank you?" Seeing that the beggars did not move, Sheng Yaoshan quickly He walked up, stood on the steps of Zuixian Tower, and started yelling loudly.
"Mr. Songtao?"
"From the capital?"
"It must be bigger than Lord Zhao's official!"
"Sir, that's great! Since the senior official asked us to go, can we not show face to others? Let's go!"
"Oh!"
The beggars were as excited as if they had picked up a big steamed bun for nothing. They held up dog-beating sticks and beat all kinds of tattered bowls and chopsticks, and they poured into Zuixian Tower in mighty force!
Master Zhao's face turned green.
"Ren Yue, let's go, let's go with Mr. Zhao and the people!" Mr. Songtao showed a smile on his face, he pulled Ren Yue, took Sheng Yaoshan, and together with Zhao Jingyi, strode into Zuixian Tower again.
"Yes, yes... Mister Songtao!" Zhao Jingyi didn't dare to say no at this moment, he made a mistake at the gate of the city, and just now made his husband unhappy, if he fails to fulfill his noble wish, he will end his official career! Now with a dry smile, bowing his head and smiling face, he glanced at the beggars in the hall from the corner of his eye.
"Boss, let's serve!" A leading beggar stood up and yelled.
"Dinner! Serve!" All the beggars shouted in unison.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" All the beggars turned to booing in unison.
In an instant, the voices of the beggars, together with the knocking on tables, chairs, and dishes, merged into a messy melody with a clear rhythm that made people unable to refuse.
Taking advantage of the chaotic moment, Mr. Songtao approached Zhao Jingyi, and deliberately asked: "Dare to ask Mr. Zhao, this meal of sharing the joy with the people, I don't know if it is for the public or private!"
Mr. Zhao turned around in his mind for a moment, and said with a flattering smile: "Mr. Songtao was joking, I have always loved the people like my son, this meal is of course for my own sake, and it will be recorded in the name of I!"
"Thinking about it, Mr. Zhao, who loves the people like a son, will definitely not use Xianyang's official salary because of the mere food money, let alone increase the tax revenue of the people because of the mere food money. Yue was too worried just now, so, Yue is on behalf of Xianyang The common people thank Mr. Zhao first, Mr. Zhao for your trouble!" Mr. Songtao gave a slight salute to Mr. Zhao in front of everyone.
"Don't you dare! Mr. Songtao, isn't this a disgraceful job? It is my long-cherished wish and honor to be able to enjoy the people with Mr. Songtao. I will do my best to be a good parent of Xianyang!" Mr. Zhao dare not Accepting the gift, he hurriedly moved away, vowing firmly.
"Fathers and elders, Mr. Zhao paid for the meal today and used his own salary to invite everyone. You must have a good time later, and you must not disappoint Mr. Zhao's painstaking efforts!" Mr. Songtao At this moment, the sound was like a torrent of bells, standing in the middle of the front hall with great shaking, shouting loudly.
"Thank you Master Zhao!" All the beggars said in unison.
"Lord Zhao is such a good official!" several leading beggars shouted.
"Senior officer of the capital, Mr. Zhao invited us to dinner as soon as you came! Hehe, are you not leaving?" A few old beggars stood tremblingly in front of Mr. Songtao, and asked cautiously, it seemed that they were afraid that the autumn queen would settle accounts.
"Everyone, don't worry, Mr. Songtao will live in Xianyang from now on, so you can just relax and eat!" Sheng Yaoshan understood the sign in Mr. Songtao's eyes at this moment, and stepped forward to appease the beggars.
"Yes, everyone, feel free to eat, and I will take care of you. Mr. Songtao, please!" Mr. Zhao nodded repeatedly, and stretched out his hand to invite Mr. Songtao!
"Just serve good food!" The beggar felt relieved when he heard the words, when a bold beggar shouted first.
Immediately there was a sound of echoing around.
"Eat meat, eat meat!"
"Second brother, everyone who can go up!"
"Yes, serve more, pick the meaty ones!"
"If you can't finish eating, take it away, save it for dinner!"
Zhao Jingyi, who was leading Mr. Song Tao to the private room on the second floor, almost staggered and fell down when he heard the words. Although his expression was normal, he secretly gritted his teeth and felt blood dripping from his heart. This is all my money! These poor and hungry ghosts are cheap for nothing.
046 Soil Vegetables