Royal Gold Magistrate

"I didn't expect the atmosphere of Banshanfang to be better than that of the inner city."

A Hanlin beside Yang Yingcai couldn't help admiring.

But he quickly realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and quickly lowered his head.

Isn't this amplifying the ambitions of others and destroying one's prestige?

Yang Yingcai also sighed helplessly, it is true...but can anyone really achieve such perfection?

Yang Yingcai naturally didn't believe in evil, and the group continued to move forward.

I didn't take two steps before I felt my legs hurt. There was a tea stall next to me, and there were some scholars sitting in twos and threes.

The tea stall obviously cannot seat too many people.

Yang Yingcai and the others divided into several groups and went to search separately.

After being seated, Xiao Er warmly served a pot of tea soup.

Yang Yingcai stared at the hot tea in a daze, wondering what was going on in her mind.

Suddenly Xiaoer appeared again, and put a plate of melon seeds on the table.

Yang Yingcai said in surprise, "This is not what we want."

Xiaoer smiled slightly: "This is for you, don't worry about eating without money."

"Uh...why do you want to give it away! Could it be that you know me!"

Yang Yingcai is in good spirits!

Wow, let me find a flaw!

Come here to show your hospitality, and a plate of melon seeds will reveal your true colors!

Xiaoer looked at Yang Yingcai's attitude with some doubts, and explained: "Guest officer, you misunderstood, how could I know you."

"Every table will give a plate of melon seeds, if you don't believe me, take a look."

Yang Yingcai and the others looked at the other tables one after another, and it turned out that this was indeed the case. There was a small plate of melon seeds on each table.

In an instant, he was shaken again, and asked, "Why do you want to give it away for nothing! Don't you have any money for melon seeds?"

Xiaoer said: "You don't know about this guest officer, you must have just come to our Banshanfang."

"The competition among the tea stalls in the square is too fierce now, so this is a special service we launched to attract customers."

"Not only that, but our tea is a few pennies cheaper than Waifang's."

"A pot of tea at an ordinary tea stand should cost around fifteen Wen, but we only need twelve Wen and give away melon seeds for free."

"Although it seems that we are earning less, Banshanfang is different from other places. We have good security and no one comes to ask for money. In addition to the large number of customers, we earn more than before."

"So, what we pay attention to is word-of-mouth and long-term success. After you eat well, you will come again next time, won't you?"

Yang Yingcai pointed at Xiaoer and said in surprise, "Oh! You know a lot, Xiaoer."

Xiao Er smiled triumphantly: "It's nothing, everyone in the workshop does business like this. You are eating, so I won't bother you, and you can greet me whenever you need it."

After speaking, Xiao Er left.

All Hanlin stared at each other, no one spoke, just picked up the teacup and sipped it silently, each with their own thoughts for a while.

After drinking a cup of tea, behind Yang Yingcai came the voices of several scholars reciting poems.

Curiously, he turned around and listened carefully.

"This poem is full of obsequiousness. It is not done deliberately, nor can it be done deliberately. Brother Shen, I haven't seen the speed of entry in a few days. We are far behind..."

"Hehe, you're welcome, you're welcome, let's drink tea."

Yang Yingcai couldn't help but patted the shoulder of the person behind him: "You..."

Shen Yi turned around, looked at the half-grown old man in front of him, and asked curiously: "Old man, what can I teach you?"

Yang Yingcai said: "Old man Yang Yingcai, I didn't ask for advice..."

"Oh, Shen Yi is sinking."

"I want to ask you guys why you study at the tea stand. Isn't there a study in Banshanfang?"

Shen Yi smiled: "Where did you say that? Why do you need to choose a place to talk about poetry and lyrics? It's very interesting to watch passers-by in this tea stall."

"And the people passing by along the way can listen to me talking about books and speeches, and maybe they can learn something."

"There is a saying that beauty is contagious. It's a wonderful saying...but I forgot who said it..."

"The atmosphere in the workshop has always been like this, the old man must have come from outside the workshop."

Yang Yingcai felt a little disappointed: "Come from Dengjin Fang."

Shen Yi showed disdain upon hearing this.

Yang Yingcai saw the clue, and asked anxiously, "Why? Don't you have some opinions on Dengjinfang?"

Shen Yi said indignantly: "Opinion! Opinion is too big. They are all thieves, especially Yan Guoan. I am blind and use this person as an example."

Yang Yingcai pointed at Shen Yi tremblingly: "You...how can you say such a thing, Yan Guoan is the number one scholar, and he should be a lecturer at the imperial court."

"So what! He stood in front of me, and Shen can still scold me!" Shen Yi was not afraid at all.

The scene of being forked out at the beginning is still engraved in his mind.

He has been hanging around in Banshanfang for a long time, he has become more courageous, and he has become wild.

I probably didn't have the guts to do it before.

"Although he is the number one scholar, in my opinion, he didn't read the book. What's the use of memorizing some sage's words in vain! No matter how gorgeous the words are, they can't save the people from poverty."

"If you ask me, it's nothing compared to Mr. Sai and Mr. Li!"

Yang Yingcai was dumbfounded: "Who are Mr. Sai and Mr. Li?"

"I don't know what these two real names are, but everyone calls them that. These two are the real managers of Banshanfang."

Yang Yingcai knew it instantly, and then asked, "Are you from Banshanfang?"

Shen Yi shook his head: "No, I am from Dengjinfang, but... I will move here soon."

Then he suddenly smiled: "Old man, it is fate to meet each other. Let me tell you that if you live in Dengjinfang, you should move here early."

"As far as I can see, the price of the house in Banshanfang will increase in a few months, and you may not be able to buy it if you want to, hahaha."

Yang Yingcai said unwillingly: "Could it be that Dengjinfang is so unbearable in your eyes?"

"Correct."

"........."

Hearing Shen Yi's crisp answer was like giving everyone a critical blow.

The people beside Yang Yingcai still wanted to work harder: "Then, is there anything in Banshanfang that makes you dissatisfied?"

"Dissatisfied?" Shen Yi frowned, thinking hard.

"I'm dissatisfied... I don't seem to have any dissatisfaction, but yesterday's first bonfire party after the rain made me feel uncomfortable. It's just... an insult to gentleness!"

Speaking of this, Shen Yi began to contort his face, as if that scene had brought him a great psychological shadow.

Yang Yingcai and the others' eyes lit up, and they hurriedly asked, "What play, what is it about?"

"Legend of the White Snake! It's about a snake demon falling in love with a monk... I get a headache when I think of this scene! What kind of thing is being played, it's a mess"

"The first half of the show was clearly a poignant love story, why did the plot change suddenly after the monk raped Bai Suzhen...The screenwriter simply has no common sense."

Shen Yi's tablemate laughed: "Oh, brother Shen! You don't understand this, my ancestors were snake catchers!"

"Did you know that the mating time of snakes can reach five hours! That's two snakes! If it were ten Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen, they would have to run away. Fahai's magic power is definitely no problem!"

When Shen Yi heard this, he slapped his forehead and suddenly realized!

"It turned out to be like this! That's reasonable. It seems that I am the one who has no common sense."

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