Chapter 26 Reward

"I'm not a businessman!" Yuan Xiucai seemed to appreciate the straightforwardness of the shopkeeper Wang, but did not drive him away. The shopkeeper Wang was secretly relieved and said, "The owner of the east is not a businessman. The owner of the east said that Mr. stubborn stone has a good temper and talent and is reluctantly eye-catching, so he wants to give this business to Mr.

Yuan Xiucai's face was blue, and the shopkeeper Wang did not allow him to speak, and then said, "Mr. Yu's miscellaneous drama is one of the best in the world. The master wants to ask him to write a small miscellaneous play according to the meaning of the owner. The owner of the east said that if someone in the world can write her meaning, that is, sir."

Yuan Xiucai's white eyes couldn't turn up for a while, and then listened to it very usefully. He actually said one after another by Mr. Wang: "As for the reward, sir, if you talk about ordinary things such as gold and silver, it's really humiliating to your ears. Please move to the wooden soup at the mouth of the wheat corner of the Gongyuan. The noodle shop, the reward of the owner, has now been placed in the shop. Such a wise man can be seen when he enters. I won't accompany you. Tomorrow morning, I will wait for you here to talk about the details.

After saying that, Yuan Xiucai, who stood up and had a crooked nose, arched his hand and turned to the counter. While paying the bill, he quietly pulled out a piece of silver from his sleeve and pushed it in the big money and smiled, "Thank you for your guidance."

"No thanks, officials, take your time." The shopkeeper received the money with a smile. Yuan Xiucai was really lucky. In order to inquire about his strange temper, some people were willing to spend money!

Yuan Xiucai only gasped and pounded the table heavily. The shopkeeper hurried to the front and beat the tea bowl and advised, "There are many crazy people who don't know the world. What do you care about him?" Yuan Xiucai turned his dead fish eyes and slanted at the shopkeeper. Suddenly, he hit the table, stood up, grabbed the ring tea bowl from the shopkeeper's hand, took half a few sips of the bowl of tea, looked at the shopkeeper and stared, "I'm a worldless madman, how about it?! I just want to go and have a look!" With that, he stuffed the bowl into the shopkeeper's arms and went away angrily. The shopkeeper looked at him with a smile and reached out to touch the silver in his purse. He was a businessman and paid attention to fair business. He gave enough money, so we had to help him.

Yuan Xiucai held his breath and ran to the mouth of Maikou Lane. Standing in the front and back of the alley, he saw the bright wooden signboard. Yuan Xiucai rushed into the shop angrily. He was in his thirties, greeted him with a clean and neat smile and said, "Please, officials." Yuan Xiili ignored her and stood in the store two or three times in a row, but did not see where the so-called reward was. This is the most ordinary soup noodle shop!

"Why don't you come back to the shop?" He had a bad temper and neatly served the guests next to him. Looking at Yuan Xiucai standing in the middle of the store and looking around, he still greeted him with a smile, "This place is bright. Let's sit here. Have a cup of tea from the small shop first and then go down, or will it now?" Yuan Xiucai shook his sleeves and turned around again, but still didn't see anything. In the way, Yuan Xiucai faintly felt a little embarrassed, but he had no idea of being deceived by the Wang shopkeeper. Wang looked too loyal and reliable.

Yuan Xiucai looked at it again and couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and ignored the guidance. He sat down at the table near the door. With a good temper, he took a cup of tea, politely and enthusiastically put it in front of Yuan Xiucai, and went straight around to greet guests, deliver tea, deliver noodles, and collect bowls. Go.

Yuan Xiucai looked at all over the store inch by inch, and didn't even see a trace of reward. He was gradually suspicious, wondering if he had been cheated. The sulking in his chest surged up little by little. He saw a thin, yellow and cold-shirt man coming in. Yuan Xiucai recognized at a glance that this was the gate of Daxiangguo Temple. Kong Xiucai, who sold words at the stall before, knew almost all the poor and sour literati who sold words and sour articles in the area of Gongyuan and Daxiangguo Temple.

He greeted Kong Xiucai enthusiastically, led him to sit near the warm place near the tea stove, handed him a cup of tea, Kong Xiucai held the cup to warm his hands, and rushed to a row of water drop-shaped wooden signs hanging on the east wall and said, "A bowl of water, heavy face is full of red."

"Good! Yellow rice wine or ginger? Today's dish has fresh shredded bamboo shoots. Would you like to try it, sir?

"If the wine is hot for a while, you will mix the shredded bamboo shoots."

"With a plate of peanuts?"

Kong Xiucai nodded with a smile. He reached out and took a water drop card from the wall and sent it in. First, he held a bowl of hot yellow wine, a plate of shredded bamboo shoots and a plate of peanuts. At first, he held a bowl of steaming shredded meat noodles. Kong Xiucai leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, slowly drank yellow wine and ate peanuts. After drinking, he picked up his chopsticks to bury his head and eat noodles. Except for the surprisingly warm and easy-going, Yuan Xiucai really didn't see anything unusual, but Kong Xiucai was so distracted, which dispelled the anger in his heart. Yuan Xiucai looked at Kong Xiucai eating noodles for a while, looked away boringly and looked at Xin. Two men in thick silk gowns came in. They picked up a table and sat down. They said with a gentle smile, "Four bowls of noodles, a bowl of fried eel noodles, a bowl of wide soup, a bowl of big meat noodles, a bowl of wide soup with heavy green, and two bowls of spring water."

"It's good for the two officials to sit a little more." He enthusiastically sent two cups of clear tea, received the noodle money, and hung two water drop cards on the wall. At that time, he sent two bowls of noodles.

Yuan Xiucai looked at the wall to take the next one and hung two dripping wooden cards. He vaguely felt something was wrong. He quickly turned his head and looked at Kong Xiucai, who had finished eating noodles and was holding a bowl of noodle soup. Kong Xiucai finished the noodles and drank clean soup, and slowly asked for a cup of tea to drink. He stood up and was in a bad enthusiasm. When he came out of the shop, he didn't pay for the noodles! Yuan Xiucai opened his mouth slightly and stayed for a moment. He stood up and rushed to the wall in two steps to look up.

Four rows of hooks are neatly nailed on the wall, with about a dozen hooks in a row. On the top row of hooks, there are several black words that are only the size of walnuts written: "Drip, spring report". Yongquan News! Yongquan is your own word! Yuan Xiucai's heart suddenly jumped. Is this the reward? But this drop of water repays the kindness of Yongquan too much as a saying...

"Is the official the first to come back?" He came forward and greeted enthusiastically. Yuan Xiucai nodded quickly and replied, "It's the first time. What does this mean? I think the scholar didn't pay for the noodles just now.

"The official sits wide. Isn't it interesting to look at the sign on the wall? The little woman also thinks it's strange and interesting. Our shopkeeper said that this is a guest official who often comes to the shop to eat noodles and asked the shopkeeper to do it. The guest officer pays 20 bowls of noodles and wine every day. How much, a bowl counts as a bowl, and 20 signs are hung on the wall, which is called water. However, whenever there is money in a dilemma, as long as there is a water plate on the wall, you can ask for a bowl of yellow wine on the surface of the water. If a guest officer is willing to add water to the wall, it is more or less called adding spring water. The guest said that this is one of his friends. Wish, he did this good thing for his friend, isn't it strange? It doesn't matter if you send noodles, but you still need to send wine. How can the poor eat this wine? Alas, it's all about rich people. We little women don't understand! The noodles in the shop are famous for their good taste. What kind of noodles do officials want to eat? You see, there are five kinds of noodles today, and the shredded pork and sour bamboo shoot noodles are just on the market!" The words were crisp, and he talked about the mystery of the sign on the wall in a few words, and recommended soup noodles. Yuan Xiucai stayed for a long time before he hurriedly said, "Two bowls of shredded pork and sour bamboo shoot noodles, a bowl of spring water!"

After eating noodles, Yuan Xiucai sat for a long time before he came out with his hands behind his back, took more than a dozen steps, stopped his steps, turned around and looked at the clean and refreshing small soup noodle restaurant. He narrowed his eyes to see who was this? It's easy to know that his name is Yongquan, but how did he know that he had made this wish? If he has the ability and money, how can he know that the poor men who live in this Daxiangguo Temple and Gongyuan can drink a glass of water and a bowl of hot soup at any time? The steward and the owner are not ordinary people...

Yuan Xiucai looked at it for a long time before turning around and shaking the Sang family tiles with his hands behind his back.

The next morning, Yuan Xiucai still swayed into the soup shop near the Sang family, washed his face, wiped his teeth and drank Babao ring tea. This time, when Mr. Wang finished drinking a bowl of ring tea, he stood up and sat opposite Yuan Xiucai. He looked at Yuan Xiucai with a smile and said, "Sir, are you satisfied with what you saw yesterday?"

"Your boss does good deeds, it's none of my business!" Yuan Xiucai said with slanting eyes. Shopkeeper Wang smiled and didn't answer. Yuan Xiucai waited for a long time but didn't see Shopkeeper Wang speak. He couldn't help saying, "I said, your boss's good deeds is none of my business!"

"Alas," Mr. Wang sighed gently: "Unfortunately, sir is not satisfied with the remuneration, so I have to say goodbye for the host." Manager Wang said, stood up and left.

"Come back!" Yuan Xiucai's neck was thickened: "Is that how you work for your boss? If you don't agree, just leave?"

"Sir doesn't know that the owner has told him that he is not a layman. He must not treat him with the humble courtesy of the secular world. If you think it's okay, it's natural. If you say it's impossible, that's no. If you tell him not to treat him like a layman and make a lie. That's laugh at him. It's over." Manager Wang explained politely.

Yuan Xiucai rolled his eyes several times, slanted at the shopkeeper Wang, and grinned with a toothache, "Your owner... is so elegant. Let me ask you, how does your owner know my wish?"

"To tell you the truth," the shopkeeper Wang sat down and laughed again and said, "I don't know. My husband and our owner are both elegant people. What did our owner say when he heard the strings and knew the meaning of elegance? In the next layman, how can he understand this?"