"You can eat, but forget about the wine."
Zhu Ping'an was still very interested in the fat man's suggestion to treat him, but there was no other way, he had not eaten enough at noon. It was not that Zhu Ping'an was picky about food, but the cakes in the examination room were too bad. If it were not for the tea, Zhu Ping'an could hardly finish a cake.
Of course, this is understandable. The imperial examinations are not important national examinations like the provincial examinations. The funds allocated to them are very small, so it is good enough to have something to eat.
"Don't regret it, it's top-notch Zhuangyuanhong." said the fat man with a grin.
However, it was useless. Zhu Ping'an had no interest at all.
Because the exam was handed in early, it was only around 3pm, so there weren't many people in the restaurant. Zhu Ping'an and Fatty sat down at a window seat under the guidance of the waiter. Fatty generously asked the restaurant to serve the signature dish, and Zhu Ping'an was happy to enjoy it, since Fatty's family was not short of money anyway.
While Zhu Ping'an and his friends were feasting in the restaurant, many students in blue robes came in one after another, filling up the hall. These students should have just finished the examination. There were many students who handed in their papers, and the school supervisor Zhao Wenhua did not have time to mark the papers on the spot, so he just collected them. These people did not know how they did in the exam, and they were either nervous or excited. They had different opinions on the questions, and they argued while drinking, and the restaurant began to become lively.
Listening to the voices of these poor students discussing the test questions, the fat guy rolled his eyes and snorted in disdain, but maybe because his voice was so soft, it didn't cause any commotion, which made the fat guy a little unhappy, because I'm waiting for it!
Damn, you are a person who gave gifts and got things through the back door, where do you get the sense of pride from? Zhu Pingan despised the fat man's behavior.
"This time the questions are easy. I think I can do it."
"Yeah, I also feel that I have a good chance of passing the science test this time."
Just as the scholars at a nearby table were encouraging each other, a melodious and loud fart was heard.
"No... ... "
Clear and melodious, with clear and melodious pronunciation.
For a moment, it was exceptionally loud.
The restaurant suddenly became quiet. All the encouraging voices disappeared. The scholar at the table looked in the direction of the voice and saw a fat man at the next table looking back at everyone with an innocent face.
"The gentleman is ruined!"
"How disgraceful!"
"How can you control the world if you can't even control your own fart?"
The student at the next table was accusing the fat guy. We were just saying that it was okay, but you farted and made a "no" sound. What the hell is that? It's bad luck! Of course, the student would not express it in such a vulgar way. The accusation was also very literary, but the indignant expression was still very appropriate.
Fatty responded to everyone's accusations without blushing or panting, "I'm not farting. My butt is breathing."
Breathe your sister!
Just now I saw this guy's face was red, and I thought he was doing something, but I didn't expect that he was actually squeezing his fart...
To be honest, Zhu Pingan had the urge to hit him at this time...
Although scholars are gentle and polite, after the fat man's words, many students at the next table couldn't help themselves and wanted to raise their arms.
"What? You control everything, and even people's shit and farts?"
“Ahh…what are you doing?”
"Don't be impulsive. We are all people of status. We can't do anything reckless."
The fat man stood up from the table, waved his fat hands to control the situation, and then shook his fat face provocatively and said: "How about this, we all came from the imperial examination hall, how about this, why don't we make a bet. There are four people at your table, and there are two at our table. Let's see which table has more people who passed the betting when the results are announced this time. If you win, I, Xue Chiren, will apologize to you in the best restaurant in Yingtian City; however. If we win, hehe, you can just treat us to a meal here. What, you don't dare?"
Damn, so this guy was planning this!
It was certain that he and the fat guy would pass the test. No matter how good the people at that table were, they would probably not be able to pass half of them. It was almost a sure win. Winning the meal was secondary, as the fat guy could stand out. On the other hand, even if they lost, the fat guy would still be in the spotlight.
Zhu Ping'an was speechless at the fat man's shameless behavior. He had no interest in being in the limelight. Of course, this kind of thing was not out of the ordinary, so he just let the fat man do what he wanted. When the time comes, the fat man can come if he wants, but he has no intention of coming.
"You said it yourself, don't regret it."
Several students at the table next to him couldn't wait to roar as soon as the fat man finished speaking. In their eyes, the fat man, who couldn't even control his fart, wanted to take the imperial examination. As for the young man sitting opposite the fat man, it was obvious that his hair hadn't even grown out yet. He must have been a student donated by his family. He was probably not even as good as the fat man.
Therefore, in their opinion, fat people are just looking for trouble, and of course they must greatly satisfy such behavior!
So, they found a few middlemen in the restaurant, took out their respective test certificates to prove their identities, and then wrote down the names and hometowns of the people at the two tables, waiting to use them as evidence for the bet when the results were announced.
Then, the whole restaurant became harmonious again.
At some point, a father and daughter came to the lobby of the restaurant to sing. They were dressed very simply, the father played a stringed instrument, and the daughter sang. The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a delicate face, not very beautiful, but she had a nice voice.
After singing two songs, my father put down his instrument, held the iron plate and walked around the lobby to listen to people's tips.
Zhu Ping'an also took out a dozen coins and put them on the old man's plate.
"Thank you, sir."
When someone gave a tip, the girl who was standing still put her hands on her waist, bent her legs and bowed.
Everything was fine, but suddenly the girl's scream for mercy broke the harmonious scene.
It turned out that a young man with greasy hair and powdered face appeared in the lobby at some point. He was pulling the girl in the lobby in a lewd manner, saying standard teasing words like "Enjoy the good life with brother" and "Brother will make you happy", with a few lackeys following him.
The hall was filled with scholars with an overwhelming sense of justice, who immediately stood up and prepared to perform a heroic act to save the damsel in distress.
"I'll see who dares to move. The Superintendent of Education, Lord Zhao, is my third uncle..." The slicked-back young man laughed smugly, pointed at everyone in the hall arrogantly, and threatened fearlessly.
These scholars had just left the examination room. Whether they could take the special provincial examination was all in the hands of their uncle, Lord Zhao Wenhua. So for a moment, no scholar dared to move. Even the fat man wanted to stand up but didn't dare to.
The girl's father wanted to rescue his daughter, but was stopped by the evil young man's lackeys.
"Hahaha, you'd better be my eighth concubine and give me a chubby boy, hahaha..."
The young man was very proud and continued to tease her. (To be continued)