The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 5
[Chapter 5 Wonderful scene in the restaurant]
. The entrance of Zuihua Pavilion.
A dozen beautiful girls in skirts lined up in a row carrying plates.
Beside, the boy in green clothes asked loudly: “Did you understand what Mr. Fang just said?”
The girls responded in unison: “I understand!”
The girls were at the age when their voices were the clearest and sharpest, and more than a dozen people spoke loudly. The shouts were superimposed together, and they were extremely penetrating.
Passers-by are instantly attracted.
As more and more people came to watch the excitement, the entire Zuihua Pavilion was surrounded layer by layer.
“Get ready!”
The young man in Tsing Yi raised his hands and shouted loudly: “Throw it!”
Bang –
bang –
bang –
more than a dozen porcelain plates fell to the ground at the same time, making a crisp sound.
All kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas are scattered on the ground, exuding the unique aroma of the food.
The passers-by watching the excitement in the front row opened their mouths and seemed stunned when they witnessed this scene.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
People on the outer level can’t actually see inside. They gather here just to join in the fun.
At this moment, everyone stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to look inside, trying to figure out what was going on.
Before they could understand what was going on, they heard a “pop, pop, pop, pop” sound, and they became even more curious.
“What’s going on in front? I seem to hear a strange noise…”
“I heard that the young master of Uncle Anping’s family was spanking a woman.”
A tall man heard this and cursed: “What nonsense!”
“That’s right. ! Could that voice be that of a woman? At least five or six…”
“A person can have at most two hands. Could it be that Mr. An Ping has three heads and six arms?”
“…”
As the conversation continued, More and more came, and the tall man opened his mouth, then slowly closed it.
This situation was beyond his ability to explain, so he could only let it go.
What’s more, he is just a passerby watching the excitement.
“Get ready!”
The voice of the boy in green came again: “Throw it!”
There
was another crisp sound of the porcelain plate falling to the ground.
“Wow–“
The people in the front finally recovered from the shock and broke out into more noisy discussions than those in the back.
“Why is Zuihua Pavilion so crazy? They threw away all the good food. They don’t want it. It’s better to give it to me than to waste it!”
“A gentleman doesn’t eat what he comes to you with. You…”
“Xu——”
A poor scholar Before he could finish his words, he was covered by a burst of boos.
“I heard that it was the young master of the Fang family who ordered two dishes. He ate one and threw the other away. This is the one that was thrown away…”
“This… the young master of the Fang family has any hidden disease?”
“What hidden disease? I think I’m going crazy because of depression!”
A woman was angry at first, and then looked regretful, sighing: “Why did you just throw away the good food…”
The poor scholar who just spoke had tears in his eyes, 45° Looking up at the sky, he shouted in a pitiful tone: “The wine and meat in the Zhumen stink, and there are people freezing to death on the road!”
……
Inside the Zuihua Pavilion.
While Fang Xiu was drinking Hou’er wine, which was said to be eighty-seven years old, he listened to the comments coming from downstairs, such as “losing his mind and going crazy”.
I was in a good mood and couldn’t help but grin.
The other four people looked at him with worried eyes, and they didn’t even want to eat the food.
Fang Xiu was in a good mood. He remembered a joke from his previous life and was going to tell it to the four of them.
When he raised his head, he saw four pairs of eyes staring straight at him. He was stunned and asked: “You don’t eat vegetables, what do you think I will do?”
Wu Yi hesitated for a moment and said: “Fang Xiu, my father is here There is a family friend in Taiyuan Hospital named Bian. I heard that he is a descendant of the miracle doctor Bian Que. I will ask him to show it to you another day.”
Another person continued: “My father also knows a miracle doctor…”
Four people spoke seven words. There was a lot of discussion, and it was obvious that Fang Xiu had gone insane.
Fang Xiu’s face showed a depressed look, and then he felt relieved.
Doesn’t their reaction at this moment mean that he used this trick well?
With these people adding fuel to the flames, it won’t take long for the news that Young Master Fang is suffering from mental illness to spread throughout the city of Kyoto.
It was only a matter of time before it reached the emperor’s ears…
No matter how hard-hearted the emperor was, he wouldn’t push his daughter into a pit of fire!
At that time, the emperor changed his mind.
There is no need for me to marry an unruly princess, and there is no need for Her Royal Highness to marry a dandy from an aristocratic family.
It’s just a beautiful thing where everyone is happy and everyone is happy!
In order to accomplish this beautiful thing, what does it mean to sacrifice a little reputation?
As for which unlucky guy will be happy to welcome the princess in the end, that’s not something he should worry about.
“Young master…my young master…”
On the side, Bai Xiaochun, who had just calmed down, heard the words ‘Tai Hospital’ and ‘Miracle Doctor’, and thought that his young master had some incurable disease.
Suddenly he burst into tears, as if crying in mourning.
Those who didn’t know really thought that his biological father was dead.
Fang Xiu’s face instantly darkened. He kicked him and cursed, “I’m not dead yet! Go away and cry!”
Bai Xiaochun received this kick and knew that Fang Xiu was really angry, so he immediately became more honest.
However, his nose and shoulders were still twitching, indicating his ‘loyalty’ to his young master.
After eating and drinking enough, just wave your hand.
“Boy, pay the bill!”
The young man in Tsing Yi who was waiting at the side immediately ran over. He smiled as if he was seeing his own father. He bent down and said respectfully: “The meal plus tea and wine total 1011 taels of silver. You pay with the banknote.” Or cash?”
After saying this, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
Whoever can carry a thousand taels of cash with him must use banknotes!
If Mr. Fang is offended by his garrulous words, he cannot bear the blame.
You need to know what the concept of one thousand taels of silver is.
One hundred taels of silver is enough to build a courtyard in the suburbs.
Fang Xiu had eaten this meal in ten separate courtyards.
Even Prince Ning, who is now proud of the spring breeze, may not be indifferent to this meal.
“How much?”
Fang Xiu asked, stunned.
The boy in Tsing Yi thought that Fang Xiu hadn’t heard clearly, so he repeated in a higher voice: “A total of 1,011 taels of silver.”
“Damn, why don’t you go and grab it!”
Fang Xiu slapped the table and stood up.
When the boy in green clothes heard what Fang Xiu said, his heart started to beat again after he had calmed down.
“You, you…”
At this time, a middle-aged man wearing silk and satin, who was obviously the owner of the restaurant, came over, pointed at the young man in green and cursed: “Why did you make Mr. Fang angry again? You are so clumsy and embarrassing. Come down quickly!”
The young man in Tsing Yi nodded quickly as if he was being pardoned. “Yes, get out of here.”
After the restaurant owner drove away the young man in Tsing Yi, he said to Fang Xiu with a smile on his face. But you have any objections to the accounts?”
Fang Xiu thought for a while.
Zuihua Pavilion is a famous restaurant in Kyoto. It is said that there is the shadow of Mr. Yang, the Minister of Rites, behind it. Of course, it is not without purpose.
In addition to today’s food, abalone, lobster, bird’s nest and shark’s fin are all available.
I drank two bottles of the 1987 Hou’er Brew alone.
One thousand taels of silver is not just talk.
Just himself…
Fang Xiu touched his pocket.
Money is tight!
(End of chapter)
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