It can be seen with the naked eye that the eyes of the people passing by are bright. Anyway, there is no loss in tasting it casually. They call their friends, they gather in small groups, and they pour into the pastry shop.
By the time Zhu Sihuan walked over from the street, Jiuzhenfang had changed from a deserted place to a bustling one. Even the owner, Zheng Ruqian, had to go in to help.
He clicked his tongue and said in surprise, "If I had known that your store's business was so booming, I wouldn't have come here to grab cakes from the people."
"Where is it?" Xu Mo cupped his hands and smiled, "It's an honor for Master Sihuan to come. With you here, many talented people from Wenchang Pavilion will come here in the future."
Celebrity effect works everywhere.
But the most important thing is that Xu Mo's two flattery words hit the mark, and Zhu Sihuan felt comfortable coming to support him.
"Brother Xu is still very eloquent." The two of them joked as they entered the shop.
Liu Changyan and Jiang Sheng stood at the door, filled with emotions.
The eldest brother has grown up in several cities, and now he can even flatter him, and he has his own circle of friends, which is very similar to the people they once needed to look up to.
This was something to be happy about, but it also made them slightly disappointed, with some inexplicable emotions.
Until the servant behind Zhu Sihuan came out carrying more than a dozen bags wrapped in oil paper and said goodbye to Xu Mo.
"I will divide these things among the Zhu family. If they like it, they will come to Jiuzhenfang to choose." Zhu Sihuan cupped his hand, "Brother Xu is talented, and my younger brother is shrewd and wise. In time, you brothers will definitely have a place in Fengjing. "
"Brother Zhu is joking, it's just a small fight." Xu Mo smiled lightly, "The shop is busy, so I won't send him away."
Zhu Sihuan nodded and fanned himself, his back looking cool and uninhibited.
Xu Mo turned around and did not immediately go into the store to help. Instead, he took out three warm pastries from his sleeves.
One piece for Jiang Sheng, one piece for Chang Yan, and one piece for Xiao Si, he said, "The store has sold out. Fortunately, I had quick eyesight and quick hands to hide it."
After saying that, he got up and entered the store. He was obviously a gentle and elegant gentleman, but he was still willing to roll up his sleeves and work on his brother's new shop. He was crowded around by a lot of aunts and ladies.
The inexplicable emotion in Jiang Sheng's heart suddenly disappeared.
No matter how the eldest brother grows up or how smooth he is, he is still the eldest brother in the family. He has a straight spine, he is upright, he loves his younger brothers and sisters, and he is as delicate as hair.
Jiang Sheng opened the oil paper package and filled his mouth with jujubes that were rich in flavor, soft and delicious.
Chang Yan risked his life and rushed into the hospital. After a push and pull, he stuffed the jujube cake into Wen Zhiyun's sleeve, and then fought his way back to the entrance of Jiuzhenfang.
"Fifth brother, your clothes are in a mess." Jiang Sheng exclaimed, stuffing the jujube cake into his mouth, biting it tightly while straightening his clothes and smoothing his sleeves for the long feast.
Her movements were extremely natural, just like she had done countless times in daily life, and she looked at Jiang Chengyuan who was not far away, stunned again.
Speaking of which, although Jiang Chenghuan was clingy and considerate, he abided by the great defense between men and women. He had never tidied his clothes, let alone such intimate contact.
In other words, in the Jiang family's education, siblings should abide by etiquette and keep their distance.
Just like this moment, Jiang Chenghuan also saw the two brothers and sisters at the door of the pastry shop, and immediately frowned in displeasure, "In the Book of Rites, the ancients said that men and women do not sit together, have different 椸, shackles, different towels, combs, and do not kiss. "Teach me, my uncles and sisters-in-law don't know how to ask questions, my concubines don't know how to dress, men and women sit on different seats at the age of seven, and we must abide by the etiquette and guard the defense."
"Only people from such a small family can disregard etiquette and have physical contact in public, filching people's ears and eyes."
The disdain in her tone came to my ears, but there was nothing wrong with what she said. On the contrary, it proved that this person read books and was knowledgeable.
Is this really the case?
Jiang Chengyuan felt strange in his heart. Reason told him that his sister's attitude was right, but his emotions made him feel a little disgusted.
Until Zhao Yuan, who was passing by, couldn't help scolding him, "I have a pair of red eyes, so I blame the world for being red. As the ancients said, everything the ancients said was right. Didn't the ancients make mistakes?"
The Jiang family brothers and sisters all turned around with shocked expressions.
"What are you looking at? I just can't stand hearing these words from you." Zhao Yuan said angrily, "Others are brother and sister who have a closer relationship. What does it have to do with outsiders like you? They comment every day. Crows don't talk as much as you do."
Jiang Chenghuan had lived in the Jiang family for eleven years and was considered pampered, dignified and wealthy. He had never been treated like this before, and his expression immediately changed.
Jiang Chengyuan hurriedly protected his sister, frowning and saying, "Young man from the Zhao family, what are you talking nonsense about?"
"Just think that I'm talking nonsense, and don't apply it to yourself." Zhao Yuan glanced sideways and strode to the door of Jiuzhenfang. He only glanced at Xu Mo inside and smiled brightly.
"Brother Zhao is here."
Xu Mo, who was busy, quickly put down the pastries and came out, "Brother Zhao is here, the shop is full of glory, there are not many pastries in it, but feel free to taste it, let's try two pieces."
Compared to Zhu Sihuan's gloomy character, Zhao Yuan is more innocent and has the simplest relationship with Xu Mo - purely appreciation of talent and admiration for Xu Mo.
"Brother Xu, I'm here to cheer you up." Zhao Yuan turned his head into the crowd with bright eyes, "I want this, this, this, that, and that..."
Xu Mo couldn't laugh or cry, and had to persuade him to buy less, for fear that the Zhao family would not be able to eat enough.
Jiang Sheng and Chang Yan were left alone at the door of the shop again.
They all tilted their little heads, observing Xu Mo's new friend while whispering to each other.
Jiang Chengyuan watched from a distance, and the strange feeling in his heart grew more and more, climbing up and up into the clouds.
"Brother, do you still want to go?" Jiang Chenghuan asked softly, "If you don't want to be crowded, send some maids and servants in to buy it. It will also satisfy your brother's wishes."
He sounded as gentle and considerate as ever, but it made Jiang Chengyuan feel more weird in his heart.
"No." He shook his head, "I'd better go in person."
He wanted to see Xiao Jiang Kuai happy and wanted to go there to support him in person.
Although Jiang Chenghuan was unwilling, he still lowered his head and said obediently, "I will listen to my brother in everything."
The brother and sister walked slowly to the door of Jiuzhenfang.
Jiang Sheng happened to be a little tired from standing, half leaning on Chang Yan's back, finishing the last bite of the jujube cake, smacking his lips with unfinished content, "Why is it sold out? The jujube cake is so delicious."
Chang Yan still had a small piece in his hand, so he stretched it out without hesitation after hearing this.
Jiang Sheng opened his mouth wide and ate it all in one bite.
During the miserable days of the ruined temple, they drank the same bowl of soup, ate the same piece of cake, and slept in the same bed. No one cared about the defense between men and women, and no one cared about whether they were dirty or not.
But in Jiang Chenghuan's eyes, he felt nothing but contempt.
"Brother." She stopped walking, "Chenghuan really doesn't want to go against his will, and Chenghuan doesn't want to enter this shop. Please forgive Chenghuan for being ignorant. He has to go back home first."
After saying this, she turned around and left, leaving Jiang Chengyuan standing there, in a dilemma.
