Crazy Xiuxian, boundless magic power

Zi Yan was happier than anyone else when she saw that Chu Wen was unwilling to go to Beijing, and her brilliant smile filled the entire box.

She happily held the wine jug and kept pouring wine for Chu Wen, filling the cup full every time.

Zhao Yunting was puzzled and thought that Chu Wen was drunk and talking nonsense, so he did not mention the matter again and just clinked glasses with Chu Wen frequently.

Chu Wen was in high spirits, and Zhao Yunting valued talent. The more they talked, the more they got along. They quickly finished a pot of wine and took another one.

The elementary school textbooks that Chu Wen used in his previous life looked like incomprehensible books when he saw them here, not to mention that he was also a big fan of popular science videos. He knew half of the things in the sky and all the things on the earth. He could make people talk about anything. Not only did he have his own unique insights, but he also often said shocking things, saying many words that Zhao Yunting had never heard of before, but those words would make people suddenly enlightened after just a little thought.

Zhao Yunting became more and more frightened as he talked, and his momentum became weaker and weaker.

At the end of the conversation, the two of them actually treated each other as brothers.

Although Zhao Dezhu was impressed by Chu Wen's extraordinary talent, he was also very angry. In this way, this kid became his elder.

Not long after, the two brothers drank up the whole pot of wine. Zi Yan became the maid who poured the wine, and Zhao Dezhu became the one who accompanied them in drinking.

Zhao Yunting wanted more wine, but Zhao Dezhu tried hard to stop him.

He was worried about his father's health and refused to give in, so Zhao Yunting had no choice but to give up.

Chu Wen and Zi Yan each supported the old man on one side and escorted him out of the restaurant and onto the sedan chair.

Chu Wen vomited violently on the side of the road, then stood up shakily, holding onto the sedan chair and said:

"Brother, take care. We'll drink again next time."

"Today, that bastard got in the way and we couldn't drink to our heart's content. Next time, we two brothers will get drunk together!"

Zhao Yunting's face turned red and his tongue was tied.

Zhao Dezhu went to the counter with a gloomy face to pay the bill, but the shopkeeper told him that it would cost seven taels of silver. He was so angry that he cursed the shop inwardly.

After asking, I learned that the total price of the vegetables was one or two taels of silver, which was not expensive.

But a bottle of Shaodaozi costs two taels of silver.

He sighed that Chu Wen was cunning. He was most active when drinking, but ran to see people off when paying the bill.

But no one knew where Su Qiuting had hidden.

As a county magistrate, he still has to pay for his own meals.

Zhao Dezhu felt somewhat aggrieved.

……

Chu Wen was drunk and went home early to rest.

Su Qiutong was in a very good mood today and had a smile on her face all the time.

All the guests raved about the taste of Wen Xiang Lou’s dishes, and half of them packed up their lunch boxes before leaving.

Anyone who drinks will say that Shaodaozi is strong and addictive.

Out of the forty-six groups of guests today, forty of them had to hold on to the wall when leaving the house.

The remaining six batches were carried away by the household slaves.

After the last table of guests left Wenxianglou, the shopkeeper found Su Qiutong and reported today's revenue of 339 taels of silver.

Su Qiutong was overjoyed when she heard this. The shop was not open at noon, and this was only half a day's income.

She calculated in her mind that with a daily revenue of 700 taels, that would be 21,000 taels a month!

After deducting the costs, the profit would be at least 15,000 taels. Even if it was divided among several people, each person could still earn several thousand taels of silver.

Then I will open a branch in the county town. If the business is good, I will open a branch directly to the capital. Wouldn’t that be great?

From then on, he no longer had to rely on Sun Shangwu for support.

Thinking of Sun Shangwu's dejected look when he failed to reserve a seat today, Su Qiuting smiled with joy.

Hehe, I can live without you.

Because of the confidentiality principle established in advance, even the shopkeeper cannot enter and leave the kitchen at will.

Su Qiuting went to the kitchen personally to inform Widow Zhou and Widow Xu about today's revenue and customer response.

When Widow Zhou and Widow Xu heard that the restaurant collected more than three hundred taels of silver in one day, they could hardly believe their ears.

They happily told the cook to prepare a midnight snack, asking for enough rice and three taels of meat for each servant.

Then he ran back to Fengyinju like the wind and tormented Chu Wen all night.

Chu Wen’s hands were sore from the exercise.

......

The next morning, after Zhao Yunting sobered up, he remembered the two poems he had written last night and quickly got up to copy them down.

After writing, Minister Zhao sighed over the two poems and lamented that talented people are hard to come by.

"Come here, prepare the sedan chair and go to Fengyinju."

Zhao Yunting didn't even have breakfast and came to Fengyinju to visit in person.

After the personal guard knocked on the door, after a while, the door of Fengyinju opened with a creaky sound.

The person who opened the door was a woman in her forties.

The guard said, "Lord Zhao is here to visit. Go and inform Feng Yin Jushi immediately."

"My master is not here, please go back." The woman said and was about to close the door.

The guard was anxious and held the door with one hand.

"You are so rude, woman. Lord Zhao just drank with Feng Yin last night. How could he not be here? Lord Zhao is the Minister of Finance of the imperial court. Why don't you go and report it quickly?"

"You are such a rude person. I told you that the young master is not here, so he is not here."

The woman slammed the door shut as she spoke.

But the guard was extremely strong. He just put his hand on the door and it seemed as if he had the strength of a thousand pounds, so the door could not be closed.

Seeing that the woman was so unruly, the guard had no choice but to take out a tael of silver and hand it to the woman.

"Go and report immediately."

The woman was naturally He Xiangu. She didn't even look at the silver and just closed the door tightly.

The young master said that he only saw four people, so she only let four people in, and no matter who came, it would be useless.

This was the first time the guard had seen someone dare to turn the door away from the Shangshu. He was a little dazed. While holding the door, he turned back to look at the sedan chair.

"No rudeness."

Zhao Yunting stepped out of the sedan chair and said with a wry smile, "Please inform your master that Zhao Yunting is here to visit."

"The master is not at home. I will inform you where to go. Let go quickly. I am going to close the door."

He Xiangu refused to listen and just closed the door.

Master Chu finally got a few days of peace and quiet, and she didn't want to disturb him, especially since he hadn't gotten up yet.

Zhao Yunting smiled bitterly. He had never been treated like this since he entered the palace.

He was a modest gentleman and did not want to use his power to bully others, so he had no choice but to order the guards to retreat.

……

Chu Wen drank a lot of wine last night and was tormented by the two widows for half the night, so he didn't practice and slept in.

When he woke up, the sun was already mid-sky.

Shi Qing fetched some clean water, wet the towel, wrung it out, handed it to Chu Wen and said:

"Master, the old man who drank with you last night has been waiting for you outside the door all morning."

Wenxiang Tower is within the coverage of the poetic and picturesque tree roots, and they know everything that happened last night.

"Ah! Please ask him to come in!"

Chu Wen was surprised when he heard this, because he was a second-rank official in the imperial court.

He washed his face hurriedly, put on some clothes, and ran to the front hall.

Shi Qing had already opened the door and was talking to someone outside when Chu Wen hurried over.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao, why didn't you announce your arrival? Sorry for being so slow. Please come in, please come in..."

Zhao Yunting looked at Chu Wen's messy hair and his clothes with the wrong buttons, and saw that he had obviously just woken up. His depression was half relieved.

"It's really not easy to see you."

Zhao Yunting said this and walked into Fengyinju.

"Master Zhao, please take a seat. I was very drunk last night and have only just woken up. Please don't be offended, Master. Please don't be offended. Shiqing, serve some good tea!"

"Last night you were calling me brother, why is it Master Zhao today?"

Zhao Yunting really likes Chu Wen's casual personality. He is not hypocritical, does not cater to others, is proud and kind.

Chu Wen chuckled and said, "I was just worried that you might be drunk last night. What if you don't remember? I called you brother, but you said something daring. How can I reason with you? Hehe."

Zhao Yunting couldn't help but smile when he saw that this boy was a scoundrel.

"You're so slippery. What? Do you still remember what I said last night?"

Chu Wen knew what he was going to say, so he just said:

"Brother, I have my own reasons. I really can't go to the capital. If you miss me, come to Buffalo anytime. I will definitely drink with you."