What do you want me to do? Don’t you know this is an uncle?
...Lin Ping'an was a little annoyed and said to Sylvia Lin: "Prepare a private room for this uncle, uh no, this distinguished guest."
Sylvia Lin smiled and walked out of the hall with Xiu'er and Wan'er, but Qisha automatically stood behind Lin Ping'an.
"I said Brother Qisha, this is at home, you don't have to follow me at any time."
Lin Pingan was not used to someone standing behind him at any time, so he said to Qisha.
"I want to protect you, so I must follow you wherever and whenever there is no way."
Qisha said expressionlessly, but his body remained motionless.
"Then what should I do when I sleep? Do you want to sleep with me too?"
Lin Ping'an shouted very unhappy.
"That's not necessary."
Qisha still has a zombie face. He said expressionlessly: "I sleep next door to you, and no movement within ten feet can escape my ears."
so smart? Do you think you are a radar?
...Lin Ping'an was a little curious and asked: "Are you the kind of person with high martial arts skills who can fly over walls and fly over walls?"
Qisha glanced at Lin Ping'an strangely and replied, "That's the simplest."
Let me go, is this the simplest?
...Lin Ping'an looked at Qisha up and down, and suddenly felt awe-inspiring. He had been a martial arts fan in his previous life, and he admired and yearned for the flying over the walls in those novels. He originally thought that it was just a fabrication in the novel, but he didn't expect it. I actually saw a real person today.
At this moment, he was so curious that he pulled Qisha and ran towards the yard. Then he pointed at the high roof and said, "I don't believe it, can you perform it for me?"
Qisha didn't say anything. He tiptoed a little, and his body immediately rose into the air, landing lightly on the roof.
"Oh my God, it looks like this is real!"
Lin Ping'an shouted in his heart, his eyes almost popping out of his head.
He looked at Qisha standing on the roof facing the wind, and couldn't help but be curious: "I'm just a nobody, why would Huang Taiji take photos of such a powerful person next to me?"
This question puzzled Baisi.
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Within a few days, Shen Laicai found a place to open a restaurant. Lin Ping'an left all the preliminary affairs to Sylvia Yunshu, while he stayed at home and prepared to make wine.
There is no way, the alcohol content in this era is too low, and the drink tastes a bit bland. Hu people have always liked spirits the most. If you want to open a restaurant, in addition to hot pot, spirits must also be prepared.
Due to tight time constraints, it is impossible to brew from scratch. Purification technology can only be used to increase the alcohol content through distillation.
So Lin Ping'an asked Zhao Sheng and Liu Cheng to go to the market and buy several large jars of wine. They spent another day condensing these large jars of wine into one jar of wine. This was considered done.
Wang Youheng also likes to drink. He smelled an alluring aroma of wine from a distance. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel itchy. He asked Lin Ping'an: "Master, what kind of wine is this? Why does it smell so good?"
Lin Ping'an scooped out a ladle of wine from the wine jar and said with a smile, "This wine is called Shaodaozi. Uncle Wang might as well try it and see how it tastes."
Wang Youheng nodded repeatedly, took the gourd of wine and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, with a hint of intoxication on his face. He couldn't wait to take a sip and taste it slowly in his mouth.
After a moment, he let out a sigh of satisfaction, raised his hand and poured the whole ladle of wine into his mouth.
"Uncle Wang, don't just drink it. Tell me how this wine is."
Lin Pingan looked at Wang Youheng and asked anxiously.
Wang Youheng exhaled a long breath from his mouth, then patted his chest and said: "Good wine, it is indeed good wine!"
Seeing this scene, Lin Ping'an couldn't help but take a sip, and suddenly felt a burning sensation in his throat, burning directly into his stomach like a ball of fire, and his whole body suddenly felt warm.
"It's not bad. Although the taste is not as good as those of later generations of liquor, the alcohol content is definitely strong enough!"
He was thinking in his heart and said to Wang Youheng:
"Uncle Wang, ask Zhao Sheng and Liu Cheng to buy a large amount of wine. I want to brew all the wine again so that it can be sold in our restaurant."
Wang Youheng nodded and went out to instruct Zhao Shenghe on the process, but he felt a little strange in his heart. He had watched Lin Pingan grow up. He knew very well what Lin Pingan was like in the past. How could he now know how to make wine? ?
In this way, seven or eight days have passed. Lin Ping'an has brewed dozens of jars of Shaodaozi wine and prepared the hot pot base ingredients. Sylvia Lin has also prepared the work before the restaurant opens.
That night, Sylvia Lin excitedly said to Lin Pingan:
"Master, I looked at the days and found that the day after tomorrow is the best time to open our restaurant. We might as well open our restaurant the day after tomorrow."
Lin Ping'an nodded and asked, "Have you found the song and dance troupes I asked you to find?"
Speaking of this, Sylvia Lin stroked his forehead and then said:
"Although there are brothels opened by Han people in Shengjing City, they are all singers of small songs. The style of music is graceful and cannot meet the requirements of the young master. So according to the young master's instructions, I and Shen Laicai have been running around these days and finally put together a song. The young master might as well take a look at the prairie girls who are good at singing and dancing."
Lin Ping'an nodded and said with a smile: "Not only must you be good at singing and dancing, but you must also be able to drink!"
Sylvia Lin didn't know why and asked in surprise: "Are they required to drink with the guests?"
Lin Ping'an smiled and said: "That's right. The Tatars are happy when they drink. They like to sing and dance. When the time comes, these girls will accompany them, so the atmosphere can be uplifted."
Where does this crooked truth come from?
...Sylvan Lin looked at Lin Pingan and asked with some confusion: "Master, you have never been here before, why are you so familiar with the Tatars?"
Of course I saw it on TV... Lin Pingan said seriously: "Master, I have read poetry and books since I was a child, so I naturally know the habits of the Tatars."
Hearing this, Sylvia Lin immediately covered his mouth and said with a smile: "I heard from Uncle Wang that the young master doesn't seem to have studied for a few years, right?"
"How can this be?"
Lin Pingan said shamelessly: "I just didn't go to private school. In fact, I started studying when I was three years old. Uncle Wang didn't know."
"I just know how to brag!"
Sylvia Lin rolled her eyes at Lin Ping'an and said in her heart that I, a famous talented woman in Guangning City, didn't say anything, but you started to boast.
Seeing Sylvia Lin saying that he was bragging, Lin Ping'an was immediately unhappy. After all, he also graduated from 1985 University in his previous life. When it comes to knowledge, he is no worse than Sylvia Yunshu.
So he said with a smile: "How about we compare and see if I am bragging."
"Competition is a competition."
Sylvia Lin's interest increased greatly, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and she looked eager to try.
"Okay then, you come up with the questions first."
Lin Ping'an stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.
Why don't we give him something simpler first... Sylvia Lin said casually: "Li Liyuan grows grass, one year old and one withered.
Wild fire, in spring. "
After he finished reading, he stared at Lin Pingan with a half-smile,
"So simple?"
Lin Ping'an smiled and recited the poem that followed casually: "The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also send the king and grandson away, and the love is full of farewell."
Sylvia Lin was stunned. This question is easy to say because it is a popular poem. It is also difficult to say that it is difficult because most people only remember the first four sentences, but Lin Pingan answered it without thinking. Out.
Seeing Ye Yunshu's surprised look, Lin Pingan said with a smile: "It's my turn, you have to listen carefully."
Sylvia Lin suddenly opened his eyes wide and listened attentively, but heard Lin Ping'an say:
“If you put five pieces of wood together, what would they become?”
Upon hearing this, Sylvia Lin replied without thinking: "A pile of firewood."
Lin Pingan shook his head.
"That's a wooden stool."
Lin Pingan still shook his head.
Sylvia was a little dizzy now, and murmured, "If you put five pieces of wood together, isn't it still wood?"
Lin Pingan laughed loudly, patted Sylvia Lin on the head, and said with a smile: "Forest, why are you so stupid?"
Sylvia Lin was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized, and said coquettishly: "It's obviously an anagram of yours, it doesn't count."
"Okay, I'll give you another question."
Lin Ping'an started to say again: "You can eat winter melon, pumpkin, and watermelon, but what kind of melon can't be eaten?"
Sylvia Lin was confused. She originally thought that Lin Pingan would teach her poetry and poetry, but she didn't expect that Lin Pingan's questions would be like this.
"Winter melon, pumpkin, watermelon..."
She started mumbling again, and after a long while, she blushed and said, "I don't know about this. What kind of melon do you think it could be?"
"You fool!"
Lin Ping'an laughed so hard that his mouth almost cramped, and then reached out and patted the other party's head.
Sylvia Lin looked at Lin Pingan blankly, and suddenly felt that she was really a little stupid. It took her a long time before she murmured again:
"Yeah, why didn't I think of it? I'm obviously a fool!"
Seeing her cute look, Lin Ping'an was very happy, and smiled in his heart: "Young man, compared with me, you are still far behind!"
Sylvia Lin was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. She looked at Lin Pingan and shouted unconvinced:
"Master, what kind of nonsense questions are you asking? What we are competing for is knowledge!"
Lin Ping'an held back his laughter and nodded: "Okay, let's compare knowledge."
"Okay, listen carefully."
Sylvia suddenly gained confidence again. She thought for a moment and then spoke again: "This time I will say the following two sentences, and you will say the top two sentences."
Lin Ping'an smiled and nodded. Although he was a doctor in his previous life, he was particularly interested in ancient Chinese poetry. Sylvia took many exams and couldn't get beyond the scope of four poems at most, so he didn't panic at all.
But I heard Ye Yunshu read: "But the scattered vegetation is afraid of the beauty's twilight."
These two sentences come from "Li Sao" and are very famous. Lin Ping'an nodded and read:
"The sun and the moon are suddenly not flooded, and spring and autumn are the order of the times."
After the words fell, Sylvia Lin was in a daze. She felt that Lin Pingan did not look like a person who had not studied for a few years.
Lin Pingan stood up and said lightly:
"There's nothing new in just memorizing it. Let's do this. I made a poem and you don't want to listen to it."
After saying this, he casually said:
"If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?
It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. "
After reading, he patted Sylvia Lin on the shoulder and walked out without saying a word.
In the room, Sylvia Yunshu frowned tightly, a pair of jade hands unconsciously caressing her chest, motionless as if someone had cast a immobilization spell.
