Chapter 14 Where Not to Meet
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Aunt Fang sat down and generously drank a cup of gratitude; Song Nan drank one cup after another of these plates of beef dishes, and the strong wine gradually appeared on her face.
Aunt Fang helped to drink wine and drank Song Nan fiercely. She wanted to persuade her a few words, but she felt that she did not match her identity. After all, she was not too familiar with it, and Song Nan was a guest. How could the guests not let others enjoy themselves if they wanted to get drunk?
Yili Qujiu is a kind of barley-brewed spirits produced by Ga Gandusi in the southwest. It is famous for its strong. There are no markets in the southeast of Daming, but it is very popular in the cold border towns in the north. Because of the extremely cold weather, the spirits can dispel the cold and warm the stomach, and it is also in line with the tastes of the people in the north; but for Song Nan This kind of wine is too strong, and the weak body can't withstand the attack of strong wine. In addition, it is more likely to get drunk when you are in a bad mood, and soon your eyes will be drunk.
"Come on... let's have a can of wine." Song Nan raised her tongue and said to Fang Gu sitting opposite.
Aunt Fang frowned slightly, took the wine can and whispered, "Mr. Song, this wine is strong, and it hurts your stomach when drinking too much. It's better to drink less. Why don't I give you a few bowls of rice wine to taste?"
Song Nan sped and took out a dollar of silver from her arms and put it on the table and said, "rice wine is tasteless. Today is to get drunk. Are you worried that I don't have money to pay for the wine?"
The girl Qingli spat and said, "Bah, the dog bites Lv Dongbin. My cousin is afraid that you will get drunk and hurt yourself and don't know good or bad people."
Song Nan waved his hand and said, "No... you don't care, but drink."
Qingli looked at Auntie and asked her to give her an instruction; Auntie Fang could see that Mr. Song seemed to be worried, and if he drank like this, he would be as drunk as mud. Although the guests were drunk and had nothing to do with her, Aunt Fang couldn't bear to see this beautiful little father-in-law drunk like a dead dog. After thinking about it, she whispered a few words in Qingli's ear. Qingli was stunned and puzzled. He said, "Cousin, is this okay?"
Fanggu whispered, "Do as I said and go."
Qing Li took the wine jar and turned around to drink wine. In a short time, she brought the wine jar. Aunt Fang took a big bowl and poured a bowl full of Song Nan and said, "Mr. Song wants to get drunk, why not drink a bowl of wine? A small cup of drink spoils this strong wine."
Song Nan was half drunk and half awake. He stretched out his hand and said, "Take it here. The big bowl will be a big bowl. I'm afraid of where it will come."
Aunt Fang smiled and handed over the wine bowl. Song Nan picked up the bowl and sent it to her mouth, but she smelled a sour smell. Although she was half drunk, she also understood that the bowl was not wine at all. Just as she was about to speak, Aunt Fang reached out to the bottom of the bowl. Song Nan was caught off guard and drank a few times. Suddenly, her whole body trembled with acid and her mouth was full of saliva. , more than half of the wine suddenly disappeared.
"What are you doing? What did you give me to drink? Song Nan threw away the wine bowl and stood up in panic.
Aunt Fang got up and apologized and said, "If you offend Mr. Song, don't panic. It's just white vinegar for sobering up. Qingli, bring a bowl of soup to let Mr. Song rinse his mouth."
Song Nan said unhappily, "What does this mean? I volunteered to get drunk. What's the matter with you?
Aunt Fang smiled and said, "The slave family is abrupt, but the shop has a rule that never let guests get drunk and hurt their bodies. Ordinary people only drink three or five cups of such spirits and get drunk. Mr. Song has already drunk a can, and drinking it again is not good for his body, so the slave family got a bowl of vinegar to help the young man relieve the wine."
Song Nan sighed, "Well, you are also for my own good. Forgive me for my gaffe. If I can't get drunk, I should go home."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of his seat, but the wine did not disappear completely. She stammered and almost fell down. Fanggu's eyes were quick and reached out to hold one of Song Nan's arm. Song Nan grabbed Fang's other palm and grabbed Fang's slippery shoulder, which held her body. In this way, the two became face to face to face, like It was like hugging each other; the two sensed something different, and at the same time, they let go of their hands and separated, and both became big red faces.
"I lost... it's rude." Song Nan whispered.
Aunt Fang collected her hair and whispered, "That day, when she saw Mr. Song's brilliance, why did she look sad today? Life is not satisfactory*, why does the prince have to drink and get drunk?"
Song Nan slowly sat down, sighed, and did not hide it. She told her that she had failed in the exam and made her mother sad and angry.
Aunt Fang smiled and said, "What's the matter? It turns out that it's just this. Isn't the way to the imperial examination be smooth? Some people describe it as thousands of troops and horses crossing the single wooden bridge. They not only need to learn, but also need luck. Thousands of children are as decadent as you. The restaurant that day's business will get better.
Song Nan shook her head and said, "The girl is wrong. I'm not worried because I fell off the list. I know that I'm not the material for reading, so I have been psychologically prepared for a long time. I just feel sorry for the expectations of my mother and family. My own idea is to open a business, as long as the family lives a beautiful life, so why Do you have to be an official in the imperial examination? But my mother didn't think so. They insisted on studying for another three years before taking the exam. I don't want to study, and I don't want to make my mother sad. I'm so worried.
Aunt Fang covered her mouth and giggled, "Mr. Song is a filial son, but he doesn't like reading, which is difficult. As a scholar, you don't study and run a business, you will naturally not be able to stand it. Besides, it may not be easy to be a business. Take my small shop as an example, there are fewer customers, and some people who come don't pay. Most of them owe money on credit. Fortunately, the slave family doesn't expect this small shop to make money, otherwise I'm afraid it would have been closed long ago.
Song Nan said in astonishment, "Do you owe on credit?"
"Yes, the people who come and go are all regular customers. How can you talk too much? The officials of Weizhou government alone have already owed hundreds of taels of silver, and they don't give it. They basically settle the bill by the end of the year, but how can a small business withstand such a toss, unless your family has a big business, a turnover of capital and can withstand consumption.
As soon as Song Nan was about to speak, he only heard the footsteps outside, and a loud voice sounded like thunder: "Fang, I, Jiang Bin, can pay back the cash, but I don't owe you a penny for wine. Don't overturn a boatman."
Song Nan and Fang looked at the door in astonishment and felt that the light at the door was dim. Jiang Bin's tall body appeared at the door. His black charcoal face was full of smiles and he strode over.
The two quickly got up, and Aunt Fang said anxiously, "Thousands of households came in secretly like thieves, which scared the slave family."
Jiang Bin's eyes greedily glanced at Aunt Fang, but he said sourly, "I walked in openly, like Aunt Fang and Mr. Song talking about happiness. It's too selfless."
Aunt Fang's face turned red and she didn't want to argue more about this matter. Song Nan bowed her hand and said, "Jianhu, what a coincidence, are you also coming to drink?"
Jiang Bin bowed his hand and laughed and said, "What time has it been? It's been a long time to drink. How can we wait for a miserable person to be as idle as Mr. Song? I'm not here to drink. I'm here to find someone."
Song Nan squinted at Aunt Fang and saw that Fang's face was quite pale. Jiang Bin naturally came to find Aunt Fang. Is there any need to ask?
Jiang Bin sat on the stool and almost sat on the stool: "I'm here to find Brother Song."
"Look for me?" Song Nan pointed to his nose and was surprised.
Aunt Fang was also a little strange. Originally, she thought that Jiang Bin would come to find herself, and she planned not to look good to him immediately when he said crazy, but she didn't expect Jiang Bin to come to find Song Nan.
Jiang Bin waved his hand, grabbed a large piece of beef with chopsticks and chewed it on his cheeks. He said vaguely, "Sit down, what are you doing standing? Aunt Lao Fang, give me another pot of wine. Let's talk while eating.
Aunt Fang added two hot dishes and a small pot of wine and brought them up. She went to the yard to sort out the fence weeds. Jiang Binmei took a sip of wine, put down the glass and looked at Song Nan and said, "Brother Song, I heard that you just came back from the autumn exam, but you are in high school?"
Song Nan blushed and shook her head and said, "I said earlier that it's not the material for reading. I'm extremely ashamed."
Jiang Bin laughed and said, "The imperial examination is like we are fighting a war. Winning or losing is a common thing for soldiers. What's the shame? I remember that when I was a centurion, I went back to Weizhou to patrol the North Huaishu Fort and met more than a dozen Tart cavalry. I ordered my men to fight with them as soon as I was hot-minded, but I found that something was wrong with the fight. The Tart was a little ghostly, one by one like a monkey. Finally, the forty people I took were half knocked down. Ten people lost a battle against more than a dozen old men. Damn it! After I came back, the turtle grandchildren all laughed at me. I still drank and ate meat. A month later, I met the group of Tarans when I was patrolling. Guess what?
Song Nan smiled and said, "It must have made them fall into play."
Jiang Bin patted his thigh and said, "Smart, that's exactly what happened. This time, I brought more than 100 people, directly made dumplings, cut off more than a dozen hot heads and hung them on the saddle and came back. Those turtle grandchildren no longer dared to laugh at me from now on. It doesn't matter if they lose once. The most important thing is to find an opportunity to get them back. It's righteousness."
Song Nan laughed and said, "I have been taught. Thank you for your teaching."
Jiang Bin took a sip of wine and waved his hand and said, "Don't say anything about teaching. I, Jiang Bin, am very accurate. Brother Song is a person of ability. I guess you don't mean to fail, but just feel sorry for the command hall."
Song Nan was a little surprised. Jiang Bin seemed to be rude, but his mind was meticulous. Even this can be seen? Is it so easy for you to be seen through? That's strange.