"The southeast is beautiful, the three Wu capitals, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times."

At this time, there were 200,000 to 300,000 households in Hangzhou, with a population of one million. The handicrafts and commerce were very developed. They were praised as the number one state in the southeast in the poem "Give Plums Out to Guard Hangzhou" by Emperor Renzong of Song. This shows the scenic spots of Hangzhou at this time. (It was changed to Lin'an Prefecture, which happened after the Southern Song Dynasty)

Chen Yue walked in this street market of the ancient city with his maid, looking around as if Liu Laolao, who had just entered the Grand View Garden, was amazed.

Although he was used to seeing forests made of cold steel and concrete in his previous life, the bustling and prosperous years ago still made him feel deeply moved.

The little maid next to her couldn't help but feel a little strange when she saw her young master who had never seen the world. Although she was very surprised when she first entered Hangzhou City, she had done some shopping chores in the Chen family these days. After getting familiar with it, she no longer made a fuss. The young master lived in the city for so many days, and was considered a child of a rich family, so why did she still look like this?

But she didn't dare to ask these words again. If she was "punished" in public, she would really not dare to see anyone in the future.

Chen Yue didn't care about the maid's little thoughts behind him, but after walking for a while, he felt a little out of control. "A good young man, a young man in the turbid world" is Chen Yue's recent goal. After traveling through time, there will be many things that surprise me in various customs and cultures in ancient times. This image of a country bumpkin cannot be revealed, not to mention that it is a long way to go to reverse the image of "Chen Yue" in the past...

Clearing his throat was to relieve his embarrassment, so he showed off the demeanor of a family of a former family and walked into a hotel with Xian'er. After visiting for so long, he was really tired. Secondly, he sat down and carefully reviewed the original memory of "Chen Yue" to avoid being ugly in formal occasions.

Although this hotel is not as old-fashioned as the 72 main stores in Tokyo, it is also a time-honored brand in Hangzhou, with three floors in total.

In ancient times, the shopkeepers in hotels and restaurants were naturally the head of the store, and the one who came and sent him to the store was the second brother, and the name of the waiter came from this.

The waiter is usually accustomed to observing his expressions. As soon as Chen Yue entered the store, he was dressed in brocade and judged it. When Xianer Chuo saw Chen Yue again, he was obviously a maid. Without waiting for hello, he immediately raised a smile and greeted him.

"This official is good. I wonder if the little official is here to find some food and food, or to put a table of tables waiting for other young masters to drink and have fun?" The rich young master in Hangzhou City always likes to drop off his bags of books and show off. The waiter's words are a bit inconsistent, but doing so is just a matter of the preferences of the young masters. Only by seeing the vulgarity of this article at a glance can they reflect their superiority, right? If you learn to behave like a waiter, you can be like yourself when you meet him. Who would be willing to come to find a brothel that is not a brothel that likes to talk about talented men and beautiful women. In addition, Xian'er is not allowed to attend the table as a maid, so naturally she is not counted on the number of people.

Chen Yue didn't think there was any problem, so he directly greeted the waiter: "No one else, just find a place on the second floor of Linjiang."

The waiter was stunned when he heard this, and immediately reacted and smiled again and said, "Do you want the second floor window? That location is very good. It is just like a talented man like an official to recite poems and essays. If you recite a good poem, you can give me a consistent amount of money in the store. However, the price of a good location is also a little more expensive. I believe the little official will not care." This sentence is a bit wise. While holding Chen Yue, he also reminded the keyword "more expensive" at the end, so as not to get the customers who think that the store bullies customers and make trouble and ruin the reputation of the store.

Chen Yue understood the waiter's point as soon as he heard this, and said impatiently: "I'm like the one waiting for the tyrant meal? Lead the way!"

The waiter was stunned again, but although he didn't understand what "Bawang Meal" was, he could still understand the general meaning. While busy apologizing, he quickly led the two of them upstairs.

Originally, most of the second floors of ordinary hotels were divided into private rooms, but this store is relatively large and has a third floor as a place for VIPs. Most of the second floor was opened to serve as a gathering for crowded parties.

Chen Yue found a good seat to sit down, ordered a few dishes recommended by the store, and ordered a pot of wine. When everything was finished, he looked up and saw Xian'er standing next to him, so he waved to let Xian'er sit down.

Xian'er had just entered the Chen family, but the old woman had already trained her maid's rules. She would never dare to serve in the table in front of everyone. She refused to take the seat if she refused.

Chen Yue was a little amused. If he had been traveling normally, he would have been a slack man with a man, but today he came out in a hurry, but now he has no one to eat and chat with.

Seeing Xian'er insisting on refusing, he stopped forcing and ordered the store to prepare another simple meal, and began to taste the deliciousness of Song Dynasty. Who knew that after drinking a sip of wine, he almost let him spit it into the river. After a closer look, it was not wine. Not only did the wine beer have turbid and residue, but the wine tasted similar to the "pineapple beer" in later generations, and the drink called alcohol was almost the same.

Looking around, the others were drinking the same wine and drinking with relish. It was not because the store owner bullied him, so he had to shake his head and pour the wine, eat the cold cuts that had already been served, and waited depressedly for the store to serve.

Xian'er saw Chen Yue's little movements and couldn't help asking, "Young Master, do you think the wine is broken? Just ask the store to change it. Why waste it so much?" Without waiting for Chen Yue to give the order, he turned around and called the waiter at the station hall on the second floor.

Chen Yue was about to raise his hand to stop him, but he didn't expect that the little Erji had a wink. Xian'er turned his head and said nothing, before the waiter could finish his words, he ran over there.

"This little official, why are we not taking good care of this store? Hou San apologized here, and asked the official to forgive me. If you have any dissatisfaction, just give me instructions." The waiter's sharp-mouthed cheeks matched his name. This apology does not really accept the next accusation, but just give a look at the customer. Usually, the waiter is mostly ordered to add food and wine, but even if there is anything dissatisfaction, it will not be too harsh to consider it with the previous attitude.

Xian'er turned her head and pointed to the white porcelain wine pot on the table and said, "My young master poured it in one sip. It must be that there is something wrong with your wine, so I won't change it."

It should be noted that during the Song Dynasty, from emperors, scholars and officials to ordinary people, the life of the word "Wine" was inseparable from the word "Wine". Later, the famous prime minister Wang Anshi once said to poems according to the order of Emperor Shenzong of Song: "Wine cannot be ritual, and the road without color is broken, and people are not angry. Without wealth, the country will not be vital. "Song Shenzong also said: "Wine helps rituals and music, and the country is healthy, and the color breeds and the country is prosperous. The energy condenses the Tai Chi to stabilize yin and yang." Both combine wine with national economy and people's livelihood, which shows the status of wine.

When the waiter heard this, he said that the dish was salty and light. Everyone had a personal taste. At worst, they could take it back and cook it for the chef before making it. But he said that the wine was "bad". Isn't this a sign that smashed people? He immediately shouted, "Oh, the little lady said this. I know what my wine is. Who in this city knows that the 'Huang Jiao wine' in Futai Tower is the most authentic. Although I dare not compare with Meishou, I am a fairy wine like that, but I am a famous wine in Hangzhou. How could I smash the sign that I have for decades?" After that, he turned around and looked at Chen Yue, not paying attention to this somewhat stingy maid.

Chen Yue said "hissing", with a little tooth pain. It seems that this little girl has just started and hasn't figured out how to deal with it. She just felt that her family was well trained, but now she has revealed her prototype. If she said that she was just thinking about her serious illness and persuaded her to drink two less glasses, she was eager to protect her at this time. There is no reason why the master didn't say to the maid to deal with it first. It seems that she must be "punished" again when she goes back.

Glazed Xian'er, Chen Yue turned his head and thought about the words. After all, the little girl was also for his own good. She was not a big deal, and she would not have given her face in public for this.

In fact, this is also Chen Yue's later generations' thinking. Although the so-called gentleman, benevolent people are blooming like flowers, and emerged from every corner of the Song Dynasty like bamboo shoots after a rain, the status of maids and concubines is still the same as the goods. No gentleman or kind person can care about the feelings of a maid. Even Bao Zheng and Bao Xiaosu, who have been famous for hundreds of years, have the legend that he has retired from his pregnant concubine in his later years, let alone just for the sake of the little maid's face.

After shaking the wine pot, the light yellow wine rose a little turbid in the white porcelain wine pot. Chen Yue pointed to the wine in the pot and acted as an unreasonable playboy and said, "Watching the tide in the river, it should be a golden cup of clear wine bowl, and the jade bowl contains amber light. It's better not to mention the pot. The wine is like turbid, the taste is like sugar water and there is no smell of wine. The pickled food on it makes me lose my poetry. Do you think this wine should not be poured?"

In fact, these two lines of poetry use a bull's head that is not right in line with the horse's mouth, which is not in line with the allusion, nor is it a sentence in a poem. But he really can't think of anything that suits the situation to deal with. Fortunately, the other party is just a word and may not recognize much, so he can't refute it. Then he will just do a few perfunctory sentences to open it.

Unexpectedly, before the waiter Hou San answered, a burst of laughter rang out at a banquet not far away. One of them whispered: "I didn't expect that the fifth brother of the Chen family would be 'poetic' and he also wanted to 'a thousand golden cups of wine and amber light from the jade bowl'. Could it be that Li Taibai was smashed by the incense burner a few days ago?" After saying that, there was another burst of laughter around him.

Chen Yue knew from his memory that although the predecessor of this body was born in a family of officials and was considered a scholarly family, he was usually a playboy who fought with cocks and dogs. The few wrong poems he had written were really terrible. He probably met someone he knew before, and most of them were his opponents.

Turning his head, he saw the person who had just spoken sarcastically sitting on the right head of the table, as if it was the higher-ranking group of people, wearing brocade jade ornaments. When the perspective was moved to his face, Chen Yue's eyes suddenly condensed, "Zheng An!"
Chapter completed!