After returning from the naval camp of Linhuai Hou, Zhu Ping'an brought Liu Mu and Liu Dadao to Pichai Street again. He ordered twenty Shaoxing specialties and two large jars of Shaoxing rice wine from Kuaiji Restaurant, paid a penny of silver for the errands, and asked the restaurant waiter to help him pack the food in a food box and bring it to the greasy fat man's residence.
On the way, Liu Dadao asked in confusion, "Master, why are you treating this fat guy so well? You normally wouldn't be willing to enjoy so much wine and food, it's too cheap for this fat guy."
"Because he deserves it." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly.
"Is he worth it?" Liu Dadao opened his mouth in disbelief and shook his head repeatedly. "Don't blame me, sir. Apart from his fat body, I really don't see why the fat guy is worth it."
In Liu Dadao's eyes, the greasy fat man was just a salted fish by the river, no, a toad lying on its belly in the muddy pond basking in the sun...
"He is the Xu Wei, Xu Wenchang, whom I am looking for." Zhu Ping'an did not beat around the bush and revealed the answer directly.
"Huh? He is the Xu Wenchang that the young master has been working so hard to find?!" Liu Dadao opened his mouth even wider, "Isn't the Xu Wenchang that the young master is looking for a genius?! The fat guy is shameless and a scoundrel, and his brain is a little abnormal. How could he be the Xu Wenchang that the young master has been working so hard to find..."
Xu Wenchang was praised by the young master as a genius! He must be not much different from Zhuge Liang in the opera. The fat guy is not a genius, he is more like a psychopath.
When Liu Dadao thought of the image of the unkempt, sloppy, shameless fat man who picked his nose all the time, he couldn't help shaking his head. He could not accept the reality that the greasy fat man was Xu Wenchang.
"Haha, Dadao, you can't just look at the appearance of things." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly and said to Liu Dadao, "For example, there was a famous prime minister in the Song Dynasty named Wang Anshi. He was a man who was unkempt and lived a sloppy life. He was a famous sloppy king in the Song Dynasty. How sloppy was he? Historical records show that Wang Anshi: 'He didn't like luxury, he lived frugally, and sometimes he didn't wash his clothes or face.' Once, Wang Anshi's family found that Wang Anshi's forehead was black and his face was pale. Worried that Wang Anshi was sick, they invited a famous doctor to see him. The famous doctor looked at him, smelled, asked, and sliced him for a while, and smiled, saying that Wang Xianggong's forehead was black not because he was sick, but because he hadn't washed his face for a long time, and thick oil and dirt had accumulated. He just needed to wash his face with soap beans. When Wang Anshi heard this, he felt insulted and said angrily? I was born black, and no soap beans would work? Don't bother. But? His family still found a way to ask him to wash his face with soap beans, and the water in the basin was all black... ... In addition, when he met the emperor once, the emperor found fleas on his beard and was amused. However, although Wang Anshi was unkempt, he managed the impoverished and weak Song Dynasty in an orderly manner, enriched the country and strengthened the army. "
"Sir, this Wang Anshi you mentioned is very powerful? But no matter how I look at the fat guy, I don't think he is that powerful. He looks shameless and scoundrel? Compared with the hooligans on the street, he is not much better."
Liu Dadao still didn't believe that the greasy fat man was so powerful. He always felt that the greasy fat man was an incompetent scoundrel.
"Sir? To be honest? I am just like Da Dao. I don't see what's so great about that fat guy."
Liu Mu also said this.
"You will know how powerful he is in the future. If we can ask him to come out and help us, he can be as powerful as 100,000 soldiers and horses."
Zhu Pingan smiled slightly.
"He can defeat 100,000 soldiers. I don't believe it. Any soldier can beat him to tears."
Liu Dadao pursed his lips.
"He's not good at hand-to-hand combat, but he's good at planning and winning battles from afar."
Zhu Pingan explained.
Liu Mu and Liu Dadao still didn't believe it. They just couldn't believe that the greasy fat man could be so powerful.
"You will know in the future." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly. When Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang to his thatched cottage three times, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were very dissatisfied. But later, Zhuge Liang burned them to death at Bowangpo. Facts speak louder than words. After Xu Wenchang made several moves, Liu Mu and Liu Dadao naturally knew his ability. However, after thinking about it, Zhu Ping'an reminded them again, "Later, you should respect him more. This time I hope to ask him to come out and help me fight against the Japanese."
"Don't worry, sir. We won't ruin your plans." Liu Mu and Liu Dadao nodded vigorously to express their opinions.
Zhu Ping'an nodded with relief, then walked forward and gently knocked on the greasy fat man's door.
As usual, he knocked lightly once, but there was no response in the courtyard. Zhu Ping'an knocked again as usual.
After the three deductions, the familiar and magnetic voice of a crane rang out in the yard, "Who is it, who is it, making such a bang in the afternoon, disturbing people's sweet dreams, do you still have any sense of public morality..."
The door creaked open.
The greasy fat man, with disheveled hair and unkempt appearance as usual, appeared at the door with a thin quilt and a bad face. After not seeing him for a few days, the fat man looked pale, and it was estimated that the food had not been good in the past few days.
After opening the door and seeing that it was Zhu Ping'an and his group who had fulfilled his dream, the unfriendly expression on the greasy fat man's face suddenly turned into excitement, especially when he saw the waiter from Kuaiji Restaurant following Zhu Ping'an carrying three huge double-layer food boxes and two large jars of Shaoxing old wine, he couldn't hide his joy and his saliva was about to flow out.
If it were any other time, Liu Dadao would have definitely mocked him, but thinking of the young master's instructions, Liu Dadao held back.
"Haha, it turns out it's you. Really, you always come and interrupt my sweet dreams when I'm dreaming of a feast..." The greasy fat man said with a smile while slurping his saliva.
"Yes, so we all took the initiative to bring the compensation." Zhu Ping'an smiled and bowed to the greasy fat man, "Aren't you going to invite us in?"
"Haha, how can that be, how can that be? We Chinese are a country of etiquette. How can we refuse food and wine, no no, we can turn away guests?" The greasy fat man said while slurping his saliva. He blurted out the truth in his heart when he was excited, and then he shamelessly changed it after realizing it.
Liu Dadao lowered his head and couldn't help rolling his eyes twice.
"Come in, come in, come in quickly." The greasy fat man waved and invited him in again and again, as enthusiastic as if he had met a close friend who had not seen him for a hundred years.
Zhu Ping'an, Liu Dadao and Liu Mu entered the door first, followed by the waiter of Kuaiji Restaurant.
"Hey, be careful, be careful, watch your step, there is a mud pit here, and a bowl of water was just poured in front of you, it's a bit slippery, you must be careful, don't slip and fall, and ruin these delicious food and wine..."
The greasy fat man's true form was revealed in an instant. His fat body passed by Zhu Ping'an and the other two, and he attentively directed the waiters of Kuaiji Restaurant, showing how cautious he was.