"Come a hundred skewers, four pounds of braised lamb, six plates of green vegetables, a jar of pear blossoms, serve quickly!"

After entering the private room of the "Yangyang Deyi" hotel, Chen Jitai sat down in the seat of the host and began to shout at the waiter who was serving the side.

"Customer wait a moment, and you'll go in as soon as you're done." The waiter poured tea for the four of them and retreated.

Chen Jitai sat in the main seat, and the main seat had to be given to Qian Qianyi. Dai Rufeng became the deputy main guest, and He Wuzuo sat opposite Chen Jitai, and was considered to be the deputy main accompanying him.

Qian Qianyi sat down and saw that the private room was very luxurious. The tables and chairs were all good yellow rosewood, with fine workmanship, and the chairs were circle chairs, which were very comfortable to sit on. The teacups and bowls and plates were all good Jingdezhen porcelain, as thin as cicada wings and bright as white paper. Looking further, the window was wide and white gauze curtains were hung, making the interior light sufficient and not dazzling. The four walls were painted as white as paper, and there was a framed painting hanging on the wall facing the main seat, which was painted with orchids. There were also several banners on the wall next to it, all of which were verses of orchids. After careful reading, some of them were good and the poems were also good. When I looked at the signature, there were no one.

What's even more strange is that under the painting, there is a desk with four treasures on the desk. It is obviously for guests to visit and leave behind the ink treasures.

"No, not bad, the owner of this store is very creative, elegant in the environment and luxurious in decoration. This is the place where literati and poets gather together." Qian Qianyi praised.

Chen Jitai glanced at Dai Rufeng, saw a smile on his gloomy face, and said to Qian Qianyi: "Isn't it? The owner of the shop is the one who earns money from you guys, who told you all rich people?"

"I also have four treasures in the study. Isn't I afraid that the drinkers will pour ink on them and cause trouble if they drink too much?" He Wuzuo asked.

"Who dares?" Dai Rufeng said with a calm face.

"Yes, that's right, under your rule, there are no illegal people." He Wuzui smiled.

"Wrong! Lao He, this store was run by the second lady of the Dai family." Chen Jitai explained with a smile.

"Ah, Miss Second?" Qian Qianyi and He Wuzuo opened their eyes wide and looked at Dai Rufeng.

"The little girl is naughty. I have no choice but to do this. But now it seems that she makes a lot of money." Dai Rufeng's face seemed to have a chrysanthemum blooming on her face, and she smiled so hard that her mouth was full of distractions, and she said pretentiously.

Qian Qianyi, He Wuzuo was stunned for a moment. He Wuzuo came back to his senses first and said to Qian Qianyi: "Mr. Muzhai, since he is his niece's shop, don't you keep a piece of ink treasure?"

"Yes, Lao Qian, since you are here, it's not interesting to write a piece of characters, so write it quickly." Chen Jitai reacted and urged him quickly.

"Ah? Ah, yes, yes! I should do this, I should do this. I just didn't bring a seal, so I could only do it." Qian Qianyi answered quickly.

His words and poems will not be given to others easily, they are very valuable. If Dai Yihua's handwriting is left in his shop, literati and poets will definitely appreciate it, and the business in the shop will definitely become more prosperous because of this.

"Come on, Lao Qian, Lao Dai grind the ink for you personally." Dai Rufeng also reacted and walked to the desk happily, unfolded a piece of rice paper, and grinded the ink.

Qian Qianyi walked to the desk, thought for a while, and took a pen to write four quatrains:

"It is easy to share the head and it is difficult to share the heart, and vanilla really should be the eyes of orchid.

It is not like the plants and trees in Xiling, but it is full of tears to attract the man to see."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Dai Rufeng saw that he finished writing, his eyes lit up and said three good words in a row.

He Wuzuo looked at him strangely and thought to himself: "You know well, too? It seems that this security chief is really not simple, both civil and military."

"Old Dai, where is the best place? Is the handwriting or the poetry?" Chen Jitai asked with his face turned sideways.

"The word "is good!" Dai Rufeng replied without hesitation.

Qian Qianyi was very proud when he heard this: "I have both Ou Zhao, and I can be called the best in the world. Unexpectedly, a martial artist like Dai Rufeng is actually a person who knows the goods."

"The word "good"? Where is it better?" Chen Jitai looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't tell it was better, so he couldn't help asking.

"So dark!" Dai Rufeng replied with a crisp voice.

When Qian Qianyi heard this, he almost vomited blood! Damn, it turns out that you have been a soulmate, but you didn’t expect that you just saw the color, but you didn’t see the vitality between the lines?!

"Hahaha...! Old Dai, I thought you were better than me, but I didn't expect that you were also a merchandise without ink!" Chen Jitai was not familiar with literature and ink, and he wouldn't know nothing. When he heard Dai Rufeng's comments, he realized that this guy was just a burning piano and cooking cranes, which was a great devil. He couldn't help but laugh to the sky.

He Wuzuo wanted to laugh with him, but when he saw Qian Qianyi's face turned red, he thought he was extremely embarrassed, so he had to hold back his laughter and opened the scene: "Director Dai was joking. This poem by Mr. Muzhai used the lyrics of things to express emotions, which is a masterpiece of subtle and profound poetry. This word is vigorous and powerful, as if it were clumsy and clever, and it is straight for Ou Zhao. No calligrapher in the world can surpass him. One word is a good poem and a good word!"

"Old He, you are also a person who is not good at writing. Are there four words in 'Good poems and good words'?" Chen Jitai said contemptuously.

"That's right, I don't even know how you became the governor?" Dai Rufeng agreed with Chen Jitai's point of view very much.

"Who are these people? I'm really shameful to be with them! However, He Wuzuo is also a wonderful person, and his evaluation is accurate." Qian Qianyi's face was a little better after hearing He Wuzuo's comments.

...

After a while, Dai Rufeng called in to the waiter and told the lady to frame it properly, and then hang it in this private room.

Then the kebabs, braised lamb pot, and six vegetables were served. The four of them started drinking and eating.

Chen Jitai and Dai Rufeng saw the skewers and pots, shook their cheeks and ate and chewed them all, and they didn't care about the money. They both did.

Qian Qianyi and He Wuzuo are much more elegant than the two of them. They drink lightly and chew carefully, and they chat while eating.

Qian Qianyi consciously fetched Jiangxi's intelligence and asked in a caring tone while eating: "Mr. He, Jiangxi is the first to be hit this time. I wonder how the troops are arranged in Jiujiang and Nanchang?"

"Jiujiang is Wang Zamao, and he has 10,000 soldiers under his command. Zhang Shuai, Nanchang and Deputy Shuai Jin, are 40,000 soldiers." He Wuzuo didn't think elsewhere, thinking that it was normal for Qian Qianyi to learn about the allocation of troops as an advisor.

"There is really not a lot of troops, but if there are too many grenades, I will not be afraid of the Qing soldiers." Qian Qianyi said.

"Oh, the emperor has been giving priority to the grenades to Li Ningyu a while ago, and the central army has very little stock. However, this time Zhang Shuai came to Sui, he will definitely bring more back." He Wuzuo replied.
Chapter completed!