"Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know how to do!" Fang Yun said as he shouted downstairs, "Waiter, give me another set."
The waiter of the braised meat shop ran to the second floor, bent down slightly, and asked, "Sir, what do you mean by another set?"
"Just give me another copy of whatever was served before. The money will be deducted from here." Fang Yun said, throwing out a small silver ingot.
The waiter caught it hastily, and when he gently squeezed it, he felt that it was real gold and silver. His face was full of joy, and he hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment, gentlemen. I'll serve the dishes right away!" As he went downstairs, he thought that this young man was really extraordinary. He could see that he suspected that he had no money to pay the bill, but he just threw the silver to him without asking.
Ao Huang looked at Fang Yun, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and smiled. He licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes shining, and he was ready to eat again.
At this time, some people downstairs were discussing the disaster caused by the barbarians, and Fang Yun listened carefully.
After several incognito visits, Fang Yun found that the people of Ning'an County generally had no hope for the future. However, their ancestors had lived here for generations, and if they went to other places, there would be no land. If they could not find a suitable livelihood, they might live worse than now. It would be better to take it one step at a time and escape when they could not defeat the barbarians.
There are also some people who do not have hope for Jingguo, but have hope for the Holy Academy, and believe that in the end the Holy Academy will definitely send people to save Jingguo.
While Fang Yun was understanding the people's sentiments, he was also thinking about how to deal with the barbarian invasion from the south.
The Northern Barbarians are powerful and can be eliminated with the strength of the entire human race, but it is impossible to solve the problem with the strength of the Jing Kingdom.
As Fang Yun was thinking, he heard the sound of a pipa and a guzheng ensemble coming from the teahouse, followed by the singing of a singing girl, which was melodious, clear, crisp and very pleasant to the ear.
The tune sung by the singer was "Liangzhou Ci", and the lyrics were exactly the famous war poem "Yumen Pass".
"The Yellow River flows far away among the white clouds, and there is a lonely city on the ten thousand feet mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass..."
Fang Yun listened for a moment and thought that it was even better than the singing of many famous singers at the literary gathering. It is true that there are top talents in every profession.
Fang Yun continued to think in the beautiful singing. Before he knew it, it was almost noon. More people were coming downstairs, but there was still only one table upstairs.
Fang Yun looked at Ao Huang who was still eating and drinking, and wanted to wait for him to finish before leaving. However, after Ao Huang finished eating, he wiped his mouth and smiled and whispered: "I forgot something just now. Can I have another set? This time it's not just for eating."
"Then what's it for?" Fang Yun asked.
"This time, I am obviously enjoying the food more than the previous times. I want to use the Xulou Pearl to record these dishes. When I return to the Dragon Palace, I will make the dragon descendants envious. The Dragon Palace has many delicious dishes, but these kinds of market items are rare."
Fang Yun stared at Ao Huang for a long time before saying, "Your vision is thousands of years ahead of others."
"Really? Hehehe, I think so too... Fang Yun, can I use the Xulouzhu to record every time before I eat? But I feel a little embarrassed. Will anyone laugh at me?"
Fang Yun was silent for a while, then said, "You can say you are disinfecting and warding off evil spirits, and no one will laugh."
"As expected of a Void Saint, it's settled!" Ao Huang shouted. "Waiter, another one!"
"Sir, please wait a moment!"
Fang Yun smiled and said that he could order people to draw pictures of Ning'an County's delicacies, and then use the official seal to record and post them on the discussion list. Perhaps it would attract some foodies and scholars and develop the tourism industry...
The official seal shook slightly, and Fang Yun took a look. It was a letter from the Dianshi Yu Ba Chi.
"Sir, I have a difficult case and would like to discuss it with you in detail. I heard this morning that you were going to visit incognito today and had not been at the government office, so I wanted to ask where you were and I will rush over immediately."
"Are you closer to the county government office or Changbai Street now?"
"Closer to Changbai Street."
"Then come to Zhang's Braised Meat Shop on Changbai Street. I'll treat you to some braised pickles, and then we'll go back to the county government office to talk."
"Ah? Thank you for your expense, sir. I will be there right away."
"Well, come to the second floor, the table facing the stairs."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
Suddenly, the music and singing in the teahouse became chaotic, making Fang Yun, who was at the level of Qin Dao, feel a little uncomfortable.
Fang Yun listened carefully and understood what was going on. It turned out that some lechers were teasing the singing girl, using extremely vulgar language. However, those people were also very smart. Although they teased her, they did not take any action.
Fang Yun looked towards the teahouse. The thugs were blocked and he could not see clearly. However, he heard from other customers in the teahouse that those thugs were quite famous in the neighborhood and most people could not afford to offend them.
The noises became more and more chaotic. There was a scolding from the old man playing the guzheng, who didn't take it seriously. Then came the singing girl's voice with a crying tone.
Ao Huang frowned and said, "How about I go out and eat them? They messed up the nice little song!"
Fang Yun said in a clear voice: "Waiter, go and invite the grandfather and grandson who sing in the teahouse opposite and pay them first." After Fang Yun finished speaking, he threw two taels of silver to the first floor, and it flew accurately into the arms of the waiter.
"Okay!"
Soon, under the guidance of the waiter, two people, one old and one young, carrying musical instruments, came to the second floor. The girl was dressed in green, with a pretty face, fair and clean, and pitiful. The old man behind her was hunched over, with cloudy eyes and a gloomy look, and he forced a smile.
"Sing a song and then go to another store."
The girl looked confused, but the old man suddenly realized something. He bowed his head to Fang Yun in gratitude and said, "Thank you, kind sir. I will definitely pass the imperial examination next year and will be the top scholar in the future."
Ao Huang, who had already finished recording the food, nodded and said in a conscientious manner, "Old sir, you have a good eye, but it's only half good."
The old man smiled, not understanding what Ao Huang said, and hurriedly said, "Why don't you thank this young master?"
The girl knelt down and said, "Thank you, sir."
"Well, I heard you sang "Liangzhou Ci" very well just now." Fang Yun said.
The two immediately began to play and sing "Liangzhou Ci".
After singing a few lines, I heard the messy sound of someone coming upstairs from downstairs. A drunken voice said, "Have you found a new benefactor and forgotten your old lover? Come, let me see whose young man in the city this is. Come and meet him."
Fang Yun looked in the direction of the voice and saw a sturdy man in brown clothes slowly rising up the stairs. The man looked drunk but had a smile on his face. After seeing Fang Yun, he looked carefully at Fang Yun's clothes. He was wearing a linen blue shirt, had no official title, and had no jade pendants on his body. He didn't look like a wealthy family.
“Hahaha… Which family does this young man belong to in Ning’an County? I’m a rough guy. Don’t offend the wealthy and powerful. I can’t afford to offend them.” The burly man in brown went upstairs, followed by three men with unfriendly faces, all of whom were a little drunk.
Fang Yun said calmly, "I have only been in Ning'an for a few months. Ning'an is not my hometown."
"So you've come to Ning'an to look for your relatives?" The sturdy man in brown walked to the table with a smile.
"I don't have any relatives in Ning'an, so I was forced to come here." Fang Yun answered truthfully.
The burly man in brown laughed, stretched out his hand and used two fingers to pick up the braised meat, and Ao Huang's eyes were full of ferocity.
Fang Yun said: "I advise you not to touch the food on the table. No one in the world can snatch food from the mouth of this little brother next to me. Besides, I have guests later."
Ao Huang nodded seriously, raised his head, and said with a haughty look on his face: "You'd better listen to him."
(To be continued…)