In order to avoid being chased, Pan Xiaoxian had no choice but to go to Zhang Xifeng to inquire about the situation and the name and background of the spanked female student.
It is impossible to find Zhang Fengyi, and she will definitely not help him.
In order to make Zhang Xifeng open his mouth, Pan Xiaoxian could only cook another delicious Dongpo Pork.
When Zhang Xifeng ate meat, she didn't like to use chopsticks, so she used two sharp knives.
She cut off a piece, stuck it with a sharp knife and put it in her mouth.
Pan Xiaoxian watched from the side and seemed to see Zhang Xifeng cutting up the corpse, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Zhang Xifeng was very satisfied with the meal and told the background of the female student: "The female student's name is Shang Jinglan."
Pan Xiaoxian said: "The name is quite nice."
Zhang Xifeng looked at Pan Xiaoxian who still looked relaxed, with strange eyes: "You don't know that Shang Jinglan is the eldest daughter of the merchant."
Pan Xiaoxian was also very surprised: "What's wrong with the eldest daughter? Basically, the girls' school is full of eldest daughters."
Zhang Xifeng told Shang Jinglan's background: "Shang Jinglan's family only has eighteen voting numbers in Jinling. All the fifteen prefectures in South Zhili and four Zhili prefectures have her family's voting numbers."
The ticket number is the bank.
Zhili Prefecture is equivalent to a county-level city.
Pan Xiaoxian was stunned after hearing Zhang Xifeng's introduction.
Jinling's political status and economic prosperity are equivalent to those of Shanghai, which means that Shang Jinglan's family has eighteen banks in Shanghai.
In addition, bank branches have been set up in 19 cities in the south.
Pan Xiaoxian's mouth trembled: "I'm really mean."
Zhang Xifeng's cold face showed a rare expression, and she rolled her eyes at him: "You also know that you are mean. The backgrounds of the female students in the female school are not simple. You should be careful in the future and don't provoke them."
Pan Xiaoxian quickly shook his head: "I won't provoke you anymore. I won't dare to provoke you anymore."
Pan Xiaoxian said hurriedly: "How can we repair the relationship between me and Shang Jinglan."
Zhang Xifeng stopped talking, holding two sharp knives, and slowly ate Dongpo meat.
Pan Xiaoxian was anxious: "Three meals! As long as you help me repair the relationship, I will make three more Dongpo Pork meals."
Zhang Xifeng still didn't speak.
Pan Xiaoxian was so anxious that he stamped his feet: "Five meals of Dongpo meat, no more. If you don't want to, I will go find Zhang Fengyi."
Sisters Zhang Fengyi and Zhang Xifeng have not dealt with each other since they were young.
Zhang Xifeng spoke: "Deal."
Pan Xiaoxian left home and returned to the girls' school. He carefully came to the back door of the school and observed the situation inside.
He didn't know if the method Zhang Xifeng said was useful.
It's better to be careful.
When the female students had a break, they still gathered together and chatted.
"Yesterday I saw a young man taking his cousin to dinner, and it was not shark fin."
"Yes, I also saw it. They were eating cheap beef. I don't know how my cousin agreed to go out to eat together."
"I know that cousin. She really embarrasses our daughter. I won't call her at gatherings in the future."
When Pan Xiaoxian heard the female students chatting, his mouth felt bitter, and he was full of worries about the method Zhang Xifeng gave.
The government does not allow the slaughter of cattle. Only cattle that have died of old age or are injured and cannot plow the land are allowed to be slaughtered and sold for meat.
Beef is a rare item.
As a result, it became a cheap thing in the mouth of the female student.
It is understandable, since the female students are all wealthy ladies with rich backgrounds.
However, Zhang Xifeng gave him the idea to take Shang Jinglan to the Confucius Temple to eat at a roadside stall.
Pan Xiaoxian thought it was a bad idea, but thinking of Zhang Xifeng's firm eyes, he could only take the risk and give it a try.
Pan Xiaoxian gritted his teeth and said, "Shang Jinglan! Well... come out for a moment."
Shang Jinglan's eyes widened when his name was called, and he wanted to chase Pan Xiaoxian with the book again.
Pan Xiaoxian spoke quite loudly at first, but when he saw Shang Jinglan running out again with a book, his voice dropped.
Pan Xiaoxian said hurriedly: "I heard that you love to eat, so I came here today to accompany you and take you to eat delicious food."
Shang Jinglan's eyes lit up when he heard the delicious food: "If it's not delicious, I still won't let you go."
The female students were all paying attention to Pan Xiaoxian and Shang Jinglan. When they heard that Pan Xiaoxian was going to take her to eat delicious food, they all started to speculate.
"The teacher is going to bleed profusely this time, and he might even have to eat my wife."
"Teacher is just an eighth-grade official, or a temporary substitute. He still receives the same salary as the ninth-grade official. Maybe he will have to pay for the coffin."
"Tell me what good things the teacher will bring Shang Jinglan to eat. Shark's fins and bird's nests are definitely indispensable. These are relatively common for us. In order for Shang Jinglan to let him go, we must eat better things."
Pan Xiaoxian left with Shang Jinglan, and the two went to the bustling Confucius Temple Night Market in Jinling, which is one of the few places in Jinling that does not have a curfew.
Shang Jinglan had never been to Confucius Temple, and she had never even gone out at night. Her family did not allow her daughter to go out at night.
It's out of control now. Shang Jinglan lives in a girls' school and goes out with her teacher Pan Xiaoxian. No one will stop her.
Pan Xiaoxian has been observing Shang Jinglan's expression and found something very interesting.
Shang Jinglan had just walked into Confucius Temple Street, her eyes were brighter, shining like stars, and like precious cat's eye stones.
Shang Jinglan rushed directly to the nearest stall, and Qiong sniffed: "Teacher, what is this?"
Pan Xiaoxian walked over, took a look, and replied: "Stinky tofu."
Stinky tofu?
Shang Jinglan had more questions: "What is stinky tofu?"
Pan Xiaoxian was stunned by this question. He couldn't find the right words to answer for a while, so he could only say: "Soured tofu."
Shang Jinglan didn't know stinky tofu and knew that you shouldn't eat rancid food. His eyes widened: "The tofu is already rancid, so why is it still so fragrant?"
Pan Xiaoxian did not explain, but directly took out a few copper coins: "Shopkeeper, here are two bunches of stinky tofu."
The hawker had already noticed Pan Xiaoxian and Shang Jinglan. It could be seen from their clothes that they were not ordinary people, especially the girl, who must be the daughter of a wealthy family.
The hawker couldn't understand how a rich girl could eat stinky tofu.
The vendor took the copper coins with both hands and said, "Okay, I'll pack it for you."
Pan Xiaoxian led Shang Jinglan not far away. Her hands were already full, holding various roadside snacks.
Logically speaking, a wealthy lady like her would not eat from a roadside stall.
Shang Jinglan held stinky tofu in his left hand and fried tiger skin quail eggs in his right hand. He opened his mouth and bit off the stinky tofu at the tip of the bamboo stick.
Shang Jinglan bit into another tiger-skinned quail egg that was full of soup, and ate it into his mouth along with the stinky tofu.
Cheeks bulging.
Shang Jinglan chewed a few mouthfuls, swallowed part of the snack, and found space in her mouth.
Shang Jinglan took a sip of the soup and stamped her feet excitedly.
