Soon the servant bought the clothes back, and Zhao Fuxiang saw that what he bought was a dark blue cotton robe. The winter in Hainan has been very cold in recent years, and sometimes it even snows, so the locals wear cotton robes.

In addition to robes, there are other clothes such as underwear, shoes and socks, but Zhao Fuxiang did not change out of his thermal underwear. It was not that he was reluctant to part with the things he brought, but the fabric of the underwear he bought was too rough, and the hand-spun cotton thread was naturally incomparable.

It is really uncomfortable to wear something that is a fine imitation of the past.

They all put on local clothes, and Zhao Fuxiang put on a Liuhe hat, which is the kind of melon-skin hat worn by Qing Dynasty landlords in later TV shows. It looks like a rich country man.

When Zhao Fuxiang came out after changing his clothes, Li Zhengdao held back his laughter and said, "Brother Zhao, it seems that the clothes I bought don't fit very well, but the tailor shops are not open during the Chinese New Year, so I can only buy some ready-made clothes!"

Zhao Fuxiang lowered his head and saw that he was pretty good. He didn't know how such a loose robe could fit him properly. Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said, "That's good. Thank you very much, brother!"

After changing clothes, Li Zhengdao took Zhao Fuxiang to the street for dinner. Because of the Chinese New Year, there were very few pedestrians on the street. Most of the shops on the street were closed. A group of children ran wildly on the street. From time to time, bursts of noise could be heard in the distance.

The sound of firecrackers indicates that it is still the Spring Festival.

The street where Furui No. is located is Fuqian Street, which is probably located at the Qiongshan Middle School in later generations. Not only was it a prosperous neighborhood in later generations, but it was also a first-class bustling city in the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Fuxiang and Zhao Fuxiang were not far away from Furui No.

The restaurants that are open have four banners hanging at the door, with the name Guangdong Tower written on them.

Cantonese cuisine has a long history, and it was one of the eight major cuisines in later generations. Hainan is under the administration of the Chief Secretary of Guangdong, so naturally it has the most Cantonese restaurants. The Guangdong Restaurant has a total of two floors. The first and second floors are all private rooms. There are no scattered tables. It looks like

It is a high-end restaurant that only accepts VIP guests.

Li Zhengdao seemed to be a frequent visitor to Guangdong Tower. When the waiter at the door saw Li Zhengdao coming, he quickly walked down the steps and saluted: "I wish you a happy New Year, Master Li. You haven't returned to Guangzhou yet?"

Li Zhengdao took out a few pennies from his pocket and gave it to the waiter as a reward, and then said: "There happened to be a batch of goods coming on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so I didn't go home to celebrate the New Year!"

The clerk was very happy to receive the reward and quickly opened the door curtain to let Li Zhengdao and Zhao Fuxiang in.

The charcoal stove inside the Yuehai Building was heated, which was much warmer than outside. Zhao Fuxiang felt the heat hit his face as soon as he entered the room. Zhao Fuxiang let out a sigh of satisfaction and said: "It's so warm!"

Li Zhengdao turned back and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, Guangdong Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Fucheng, and it is also the only restaurant with a stove for heating. You can eat here without getting hurt."

Zhao Fuxiang nodded and looked around. Because it was the Chinese New Year, there was no one in the private room on the first floor and the room doors were all open.

The waiter smiled and said: "Master Li, there are few guests today, you two please go upstairs and take a seat in the box as you like!"

Li Zhengdao nodded, ordered the waiter to make some delicious meals, and then took Zhao Fuxiang up to the second floor.

When we got to the second floor, we found that not all tables were empty. The door to the best private room in the back was closed, and there were people talking inside. It looked like someone was eating.

Since the best room was occupied, Li Zhengdao had no choice but to take Zhao Fuxiang to the second box next door. Here are the inner and outer compartments, the outside is the living room, and the inside is the dining room. Once the door is closed, it is very private.

You can hardly hear what is said inside.

As soon as Zhao Fuxiang sat down, he heard a male voice in the next room yelling: "Zhang is really embarrassed to be in the company of you!"

The sound was so loud that it reached Zhao Fuxiang's ears across the box. Zhao Fuxiang wondered why he had drunk too much and had a quarrel. Just as he was about to go out to watch the fun, he heard the door of the next door open and a man walked out quickly.

Zhao Fuxiang was walking to the door at this time, and happened to see the man coming out. He was about 1.7 meters tall, which was considered a tall man in the Ming Dynasty. He was about forty years old, with a thin and fair face, and a half-foot-long beard on his chin.

, his eyes are bright and bright, but he is probably angry now, and his eyes are full of anger.

Zhao Fuxiang happened to be walking across from the man. The man was very polite. Although he was angry, when he saw Zhao Fuxiang standing aside, he slightly raised his hand and went downstairs.

Then a man was chased out of the box. This man was about thirty years old, wearing a lake blue robe. He stood at the door and shouted: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang! Didn't we agree to express our opinions? Why are you angry again?"

Already?"

Brother Zhang in the front snorted, said nothing, opened the door curtain and left. The man behind saw Brother Zhang leaving, sighed, closed the door and went back.

Zhao Fuxiang didn't know what happened, so he returned to the room and asked, "Brother, who was that person just now? He looked angry."

There were 70,000 to 80,000 people in the city, and Li Zhengdao didn't know everyone. But at this time, the waiter came in to deliver tea, and Li Zhengdao asked: "Brother, who was that person just now? Why are you so angry?"

The waiter closed the door first, and then whispered: "The guy who went out just now is a big shot. Mr. Li knows Zhang Juren in Gaopo Village outside the city, that's him! I heard that Zhang Juren just came back from Nanzhili at the end of the year, and several prefectural cities

A friend of mine invited him to dinner, and I don’t know why a few people got into a quarrel. I don’t know why these big shots were quarreling with the little guys!”

When Li Zhengdao heard that it was Zhang Juren, he knew who it was. After the waiter finished serving tea and went out, Li Zhengdao explained: "Brother Zhao, this Zhang Juren is not simple. His great-grandfather was once the magistrate of Qiongshan County.

It’s nothing, but what’s amazing is that his teacher was Mr. Shi Zhai. Zhang Juren was elected in the 12th year of Chongzhen’s reign. Even the prefect had to greet him when he saw him. You think he is amazing or not!”

After Li Zhengdao finished speaking, he sighed: "It's just that Zhang Juren is stupid because of his reading. In the eighth year of Chongzhen's reign, bandits burned down the imperial mausoleum. Zhang Juren actually led a group of people to find the prefect and asked him to organize the King Qin's Rebel Army. He wanted to take him with him."

The rogue bandits were wiped out in the north, but the magistrate persuaded him to give up the idea!"

Mr. Shi Zhai? Who is this? Zhao Fuxiang really can't understand the various titles in the Ming Dynasty. If there is a name, it must be called what font size.

"Brother, who is this Mr. Shi Zhai?"

Only then did Li Zhengdao realize that the guy in front of him had just returned from Nanyang, where he knew who Mr. Shi Zhai was.

"Brother Zhao, this Mr. Shi Zhai is Huang Daozhou, a master of Confucianism in Fujian!"

Zhao Fuxiang heard what Li Zhengdao said and knew who it was. This Zodiac Zhou was not simple. It can be said that in the late Ming Dynasty, he was a Confucian master named after Qian Qianyi. However, unlike Qian Qianyi, who was of low moral character, Zodiac Zhou was an absolute

Huang Ming faction. After the Manchu Qing occupied the south, Huang Daozhou sold his property to organize a rebel army, but failed and was captured. Huang Daozhou refused the Qing court's solicitation and died heroically. Later Emperor Qianlong pursued his posthumous title of "Zhongduan".

Hearing that Zhang Juren was a disciple of Huang Daozhou, Zhao Fuxiang understood why this guy wanted to lead troops north to King Qin. How could a tough student of Huang Daozhou be a softie?

Zhao Fuxiang listened thoughtfully after Li Zhengdao finished speaking. It seemed that Zhang Juren had a high status in Qiongzhou Prefecture. His family had just arrived. Although they had initially established a firm foothold, the old guy Zhang Guozheng obviously did not trust him. It seemed that he should give himself

Looking for a thicker thigh, this Zhang Juren is such an angry young man and has no brains. He will definitely be able to deceive him with his sharp tongue.

Li Zhengdao didn't know Zhao Fuxiang's dirty thoughts. Just then the food came, and Li Zhengdao said: "Brother Zhao, are you hungry? Let's chat while eating!"

Zhao Fuxiang saw that the dishes were being served like water. He had been living on instant noodles these days, and his mouth had already faded. After listening to Li Zhengdao's words, he honestly picked up a piece of crispy suckling pig and chewed it.

The dishes of the Ming Dynasty are eighty-nine times similar to those of later generations. Except for the absence of the important seasoning of chili, the other spices are similar to those of later generations, so the dishes in Guangdong Hailou still taste good. However, in order to show wealth, the dishes of Ming Dynasty put a lot of pepper, but

This kind of spiciness has no flaws, the raw materials of the dishes are very good, and the chef's skills are good, so the food he makes is not inferior to those of later generations.

Zhao Fuxiang did not come from a wealthy family in later generations and had never tasted the highest quality Cantonese food. Now looking at such a rich table of dishes, he chewed with his cheeks regardless of his image. In addition, he was wearing a cotton robe and a hat on his head.

The melon-skin hat made the waiter serving food and drinks nearby think that Zhao Fuxiang was the rich man from the ravine.

Although Li Zhengdao was the son of a businessman, he had an excellent upbringing. Although he despised Zhao Fuxiang in his heart, he didn't show it on his face at all. He smiled and watched Zhao Fuxiang eat and drink without saying anything.

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Fuxiang finished half of the food on the table before he stopped using his chopsticks. Seeing that Li Zhengdao hadn't eaten anything, Zhao Fuxiang smiled and said: "Hey, my brother and his family have been drifting at sea for half a month.

I looked a little ugly when I was eating just now, which made me laugh!"

Li Zhengdao poured a glass of wine for Zhao Fuxiang to quench his thirst, and then said with a smile: "Brother Zhao is a gentle man if he is not pretentious. Wait for Brother Zhao to finish eating later, and I will take you to a good place!"

The adult man understood what he was thinking. After hearing this, Zhao Fuxiang's eyes lit up, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "But are you going to get a massage?"

Massage? Li Zhengdao was stunned. Zhao Fuxiang saw Li Zhengdao like this and realized that this was not the future generation. How could these people in the Ming Dynasty know the meaning of massage? He quickly changed the way of saying it and asked: "But going to a brothel?"

Li Zhengdao smiled slightly: "It seems that Brother Zhao is also a member of this group. There is Cuiyun Tower in Qiongzhou Mansion, but it is not a brothel, but an ordinary brothel. Cuiyun Tower was opened by Mother Wu from Nandu. The girls inside are gentle and affectionate.

Brother Zhao, open your eyes!"

Zhao Fuxiang was interested as soon as he heard this. He wanted to ask his wife Sun Jing for sex last night. He was scolded by Sun Jing and felt bad. There was no place to distribute the evil fire. Now when he heard what Li Zhengdao said, he could still take care of eating, so he quickly put down his chopsticks.

Said: "Brother, I'm full, let's move on to the next show!"

Seeing how anxious Zhao Fuxiang was, Li Zhengdao smiled slightly. It seemed that Zhao Fuxiang was a drunken and impatient idiot, so he said that he could monopolize the shares through various means in the future.
Chapter completed!