Chapter 9: Joy to the Origin

After drinking, he stopped until he was over. Ma Zhizhong did something shocking. He really told the shop to pack up the food he had not finished, but didn't eat much at all. Some of them were just moving their chopsticks to taste it.

He was so stingy, a big shopkeeper, and the waiter who helped pack the bag was very disdainful and secretly curled his lips to him. But Ma Zhizhong didn't take it seriously, laughed constantly, and said something that made Chen Wanrong admire: "People can be extravagant, not waste! I have been hard before, I have no food to eat, and I am so hungry that I can still remember the taste clearly. I really want someone to give me a bite of steamed bun."

It turns out that he is still the kind of person who starts a hard business, Chen Wanrong's respect for him has increased a little.

Farmers cherish food the most, Chen Zhongshida agreed with Ma Zhizhong's approach from the bottom of his heart: "Ma Zhanguin, you cherish food more than me, the farmer, you know how to cherish it, it's better!" He didn't know many words, and although his words were plain, they were sincere.

Ma Zhizhong laughed: "Uncle Chen has been awarded. I only know one thing: I will be sent to God by wasting food! Brother Chen, please don't laugh."

Chen Wanrong was born in poverty in another time and space. He knew that food was not easy to get. He admired him, the shopkeeper, who had such a thought, and was not afraid of making jokes: "Brother Ma is so serious, I can only admire him!"

Once many "nova" become rich, they forget the hard days of the past and start to waste and become extravagant. There are not many people who can remember the hard days of the past like Ma Zhizhong. Chen Wanrong's admiration for him is definitely out of sincerity, without any false words.

Ma Zhizhong's feelings were also good, and he laughed: "Brother Chen, let's go to Xingyuan first, then to Furongyuan, and then to Leyouyuan in the evening, okay?"

"I am here in Chang'an for the first time and I don't know much about Chang'an, but I followed Brother Ma's instructions." Chen Wanrong agreed without permission.

The Tang Dynasty was strong and the people lived a comfortable life, so entertainment became a trend. Not only did scholars like Li Bai like to play, but they also like ordinary people. Officials can get subsidies for holiday travel, which also plays a role in fueling the fire. Therefore, every holiday, cars and horses compete for the road, pedestrians and crowds, and tourists are invincible.

Xingyuan is located in the west of Qujiang. As the name suggests, there are many apricot trees. It is one of the famous tourist attractions in Chang'an. Every holiday, the Tang people are in groups of three or five, and all the women come here to enjoy the scenery.

Before we arrived in Xingyuan, we saw countless tourists. The grand occasion was no worse than that of modern tourist attractions. I saw the grand occasion of Ci'en Temple yesterday, but there were no more lively people than today. This March 3rd is a good time!

A strong fragrance of apricot blossoms came to my face, and Chen Wanrong took a few breaths. It was so fragrant! The apricot blossoms day in February and the peach blossom rain in March. This is the season, but the weather in Guanzhong is colder than in Jiangnan, and the season comes a little later. Therefore, although it is early March, the apricot blossoms are still blooming, like snow and clouds, and the fragrance spreads for ten miles. Chen Wanrong seems to be in a white plain snow.

Chen and his wife were so surprised that they opened their mouths wide. They didn't know how to speak, but their eyes were wandering around the apricot blossoms, full of surprise.

After Liu Yuxi was demoted, he returned to Chang'an and gathered in Xingyuan with Yuan Zhen, Zhang Ji, Bai Juyi and others. He was filled with emotion and wrote, "I have been exiled for more than 20 years. When I returned, I saw Qu Jiangchun. Don't laugh at the old man who was drunk. How many people are there among the old drunk flowers?"

"Flower" is the apricot blossom here. Its unique charm attracts literati and poets. Many scholars wander among the flowers, singing poems and leisurely.

Chen Zairong is a scholar, and when he is in this situation, he can't help but be excited about poetry, frowning slightly, and he turns his heart and thoughts to recite a poem. Chen Laoshi has high hopes for Chen Zairong and is eager to recite a poem that reveals his face, so he wants to express his words and encourage him. Chen Wang hurriedly pulled him and whispered in his ear: "Don't disturb Zairong, you have to think about it carefully when writing poetry."

Chen Houshi agreed with this, and kept silent, his eyes full of encouragement.

However, the result disappointed Chen Laoshi. Chen Zairong thought for a while and shook his head and sighed: "I originally wanted to recite a poem with the apricot blossoms, but I couldn't recite it." Seeing Chen Wanrong and Ma Zhizhong standing side by side, pointing at the apricot blossoms, they were very happy to speak, and after a change of thought, they came over: "Brother, can you recite a poem, okay?"

"Recite a poem?" Chen Wanrong and Ma Zhizhong spoke very vigorously. When they heard his words, they were stunned.

"We should use apricot blossoms as the topic." Chen Zairong asked to encourage him again: "Brother, you are sure to do it."

Ma Zhizhong also came to make fun of it: "Brother Chen's wonderful ideas and soap, and poetry is definitely extraordinary. Can I hear good sentences?

Although Chen Wanrong was not a liberal arts student, he still covered a lot of poetry. After a moment of thought, he thought of a poem related to apricot blossoms. "The clouds were dark and dark, and it moistened the eight acres of fields in the farmer's house. The two embankments in Hebei are fragrant grasslands, and the apricot blossom sky in February of Jiangnan."

"The apricot blossom sky in February of Jiangnan is so powerful!" Although Ma Zhizhong is a businessman, he can still appreciate the artistic conception in the poem, and it is good to praise it with high-fives.

Chen Zairong was very surprised and praised: "Brother, you really have it. It's a beautiful sentence for apricot blossoms in February of Jiangnan!"

Several scholars next to him were full of surprise when they heard this poem and looked admiring to Chen Wanrong. Chen and his wife saw it and thought that Chen Wanrong had shown their faces, but they still showed their faces in front of the scholars. They were so happy that they smiled and were so happy that they even forgot about saying a few words of praise.

"Hmph, the Apricot Blossom Heaven in February of Jiangnan is a good sentence, but the artistic conception is not consistent. This is Chang'an, Guanzhong, not Jiangnan, so how can the theory of Apricot Blossom Heaven in February of Jiangnan come from?" A scholar waved the folding fan in his hand, looking like a romantic and famous man, and his mouth was cracked to his ears.

The artistic conception of the poem is very important, and he made a dilemma with this. Several scholars around him agreed and threw contemptuous eyes at Chen Wanrong.

Before Chen Zairong could refute, he saw a scholar wearing white clothes rushing towards him, and the folding fan in his hand gently hit the right palm, making a crisp sound: "This brother is really unaware of it. You are so embarrassed to talk about artistic conception, the apricot blossoms in February of Jiangnan, what a good artistic conception, but you are blind people talking lies."

He ridiculed Chen Wanrong, the scholar who was very dissatisfied and wanted to refute it when he opened his mouth, but heard the scholar remind him: "Mr. Wuliu has a poem 'Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain'. Did Mr. Wuliu really see the southern mountain when he was picking chrysanthemums? This is the artistic conception. The sentence on the stage of this brother is 'The fragrant grasslands of the two dikes in Hebei', and the next is 'The Apricot Blossom Sky in February of Jiangnan'. Such an excellent artistic conception is turned a blind eye. You are still a scholar!" Tao Yuanming called himself Mr. Wuliu.

"Well said!" Chen Zairong and Ma Zhizhong high-fives and praised.

There were so many tourists in the garden. There was a dispute here, which immediately attracted people to watch. There were many knowledgeable people among them who agreed in unison. They ridiculed Chen Wanrong, who was so embarrassed that he blushed and surpassed Guan's second brother. He glared at Chen Wanrong with anger and turned around and ran away. His friends felt bored and followed him.

Even though the person has left, the sneering behind him is enough to make them urge to jump into Qujiang.

This scholar explains the poem very well. You don’t have to think that he is a well-educated scholar. Chen Wanrong clasped his fists and said, “I’ve seen Mr. Chen Wanrong next to me.”

"So it's Brother Chen. I've seen it. What a great sentence!" The scholar put his fists back and said, and was about to introduce himself, but a thunderous voice came: "Go home, go home! The emperor is going to give a banquet in Xingyuan, and wait for the idle people to return home immediately!"

A team of imperial guards with bright armor rushed in, shouting loudly, and driving away tourists. The apricot garden is a good place to enjoy the scenery. If the emperor wants to give a banquet, he will not reveal this good place.

Chen Wanrong also wanted to ask the name of the scholar, but he had already pushed the soldiers far away. Chen Zairong was very strong and wanted to chase him and ask clearly. He saw a team of imperial guards blocking him and shouting, "It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone! If you don't leave, you'll take the people!"

Looking at the shaking weapons, Chen Laoshi was frightened and hurriedly grabbed Chen Zairong: "Zairong, don't go, let's go."

The scholar had already gone far away and could not catch up even if he wanted to chase him. Chen Wanrong held his fists and said goodbye to him from afar. The scholar was also looking at Chen Wanrong, holding his fists and returning the gift, which was very hard to give up.

Chen Wanrong and Ma Zhizhong left Xingyuan, and saw soldiers everywhere on the street, three steps and five steps, with a whistle, and a tight guard. Ma Zhizhong looked up at the sky and smiled and said, "No wonder, it's getting late. On March 3rd in previous years, the army was about an hour earlier. Furong Garden could not be visited."

He was already in high spirits, but after the army drove him away, Chen Wanrong lost interest and said, "Brother Ma, don't worry, let's go back." Look at this situation, the scholar didn't know where he was going, and he couldn't find it if he wanted to find it.

Ma Zhizhong was also indifferent and nodded, "Okay." He jumped into the carriage, and the guy rushed back to the Majia store.

When I returned to the Majiadian, I just jumped out of the car and saw Feng Chan's room in Gaojiadian quickly approaching him and saluting Chen Wanrong and saying, "I've seen Mr. Chen."

Before Chen Wanrong could speak, Ma Zhizhong took over the conversation and sneered: "Oh, it's Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng, what wind blows you? Master Feng, my great god, my Majiadian, can't tolerate it. You are embarrassing me!" He said very respectfully, and he used the word "you", but anyone could hear the ridicule in the words.

He is a mortal enemy of Gaoqingtai. Today, Gaojia Store is difficult for him, so he naturally wants to get some verbal cheapness. Chen Wanrong understands his mood and said politely: "Mr. Feng doesn't have to be too polite. I wonder why Mr. Feng will go back?"

It was just a serious matter to ask for his purpose. Ma Zhizhong no longer asked for verbal benefits. Jing listened to his answer. Feng Guanfang said respectfully: "There are so many collisions today. Please forgive me. Feng Shicai apologized for you!" He knelt in front of him with a loud voice.

Chen Wanrong hurriedly pulled up: "Mr. Feng, please get up quickly, I dare not be your big gift."

Ma Zhizhong still sneered: "Master Feng, your Gaojia store is first villain and then gentleman. This face has become too fast. If I go to your Gaojia store to make trouble first and then kowtow, is there such a cheap thing?"

Feng Shicai was about to stand up, but after hearing what he said, he knelt on the ground and touched the ground with his forehead: "If Ma Jun doesn't forgive me, just punish me." He took out a shaky dagger from his arms and raised his hands on his head: "Ma Jun wants fingers, but still needs arms and legs. Please give me some advice, Feng Zicai let Ma Jun deal with it."

"A bitter plan!" Ma Zhizhong curled his lips disdainfully: "I open a store and do business, not a gangster. What do you want your arm to do? If I punish you, it would be like giving people a sarcasm. I would still cherish my reputation."

That being said, the expression on his face became a little kinder, and his eyes showed expectations.

Chen Wanrong helped Feng Shicai up: "Mr. Feng doesn't have to do this, it's so bad."

"Reply to Mr. Chen, this is what the shopkeeper gave. The shopkeeper said that if Mr. Chen and Mr. Ma do not forgive me, you will let you deal with it." Feng Zicai admired Chen Wanrong's generosity very much: "Mr. Chen is so arrogant and has no concern. It is too vilified for us to do this."

Chen Wanrong smiled slightly: "Mr. Feng has been too rewarded, and I'm very angry and annoyed, but it's not helpful. It's just that I'm sorry to be hurt. It's better not to remember it."

Feng Shicai clasped his fists at Chen Wanrong: "Mr. Chen is such a master! Feng Shicai admires it, admires it!"

"Tell me, what do Manager Gao wants you to do? It won't be just to apologize, right?" Ma Zhizhong's anger was almost gone.

Feng Zicai took out two posts from his arms: "Ma Ye Mingjian, Manager Gao invited Ma Ye, Mr. Chen, Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, and Brother Chen to meet on the Leyouyuan." He handed one post to Chen Wanrong and one to Ma Zhizhong.

Chen Wanrong took it and found that it was a big red invitation: "Mr. Chen is a friend of mine: High-definition Tai kowtows to greet him! Today's events are often reckless, and it is hard to rest in the heart. Prepare a little wine in Liyou to apologize for Mr. Chen. Leyou originally lies in the southeast corner of Chang'an, the highest point of Chang'an. Climbing up to it, the scenery of Chang'an is fully visible, and it is the best place to visit Chang'an. Roses grow on the ground, with a lot of alfalfa under the trees. The wind blows in the long wind, and the sun shines on its flowers, and the brightness is brilliant. The Qin Dynasty is called Yichun Garden, and the Han Xuanle Youyuan Garden! Drinking in the Chang'an at the Chang'an, watching the lights at night is a joyful thing in life! We are waiting for Mr. Chen at the Chang'an at the evening of Qingtai! Let's pay a visit again!"

Chen Wanrong, who only knew that it was the highest place in Chang'an and a beautiful place to enjoy the scenery, did not expect that it was a royal garden from the Qin and Han dynasties, or a place with excellent scenery.

It is not a problem to attend the banquet, but I have a cooperative relationship with Ma Zhizhong now, so I have to take care of his face. Chen Wanrong looked at Ma Zhizhong and saw Ma Zhizhong looking at him and nodded slightly: "Master Feng, please come back. Tell Manager Gao that we will go to the meeting on time. By the way, ask him to prepare less food and drinks. I still have a lot of food here, and it would be a waste not to eat it."

After hearing his words, Chen Wanrong had both shocking ideas and admired them. No one could understand this when the shopkeeper of the second largest shop in Chang'an said this. However, after thinking about it, he was also frugal to him and was not afraid of being moved by his style of making jokes.

Feng Shicai knew his character. He heard that he would definitely go when he heard that he would go. His mission was completed. He bowed and said, "Mr. Ma, please rest assured, Feng Shicai will tell the shopkeeper."

"Go." Ma Zhizhong waved his left hand, and Feng Shicai responded, leaving only after saying goodbye to Chen Wanrong.

Looking at Feng Shicai's back, Ma Zhizhong was very happy: "Brother Chen, you don't know that the high-definition and others called me 'Ma Kuo' behind my back, which means I was stingy and ordered a lot of dishes. It seemed generous, but in fact I was stingy and couldn't finish the next meal and continued to eat."

For those who like to waste, the nickname Ma Xiaoxiao couldn't be better. Chen Wanrong, a person who has experienced poverty, did not have this idea. He shook his head and said, "Brother Ma, you are not Kuai, you are saving, and I admire you very much."

Chen Laoshi also came to express a praise: "What you eat is not wasted! I can't finish this meal, and there is still another meal!"

"Uncle Chen, thank you!" Ma Zhizhong clasped his fists at Chen Chen and laughed: "Those who know me are Uncle Chen! Brother, it is really my luck to meet you. Please come to the store!" He led the way, Chen Wanrong and his family followed him into the store.

Wu Jing made great contributions to being able to come to Chang'an to sell soap and sell so well. Chen Wanrong originally wanted to visit him, but now the whole city is martial law and the army is patrolling everywhere, which is inconvenient. Besides, it is getting late. According to Ma Zhizhong, you have to set off after a rest, otherwise you will not be able to find a good place if you go too late.

People have the same heart and the same principles. So many people go to Leyouyuan. Chen Wanrong knew that he was telling the truth, so he had to give up this idea. After a brief rest, Ma Zhizhong asked his friend to drive the car to Leyouyuan.

Leyou was originally southeast of Chang'an, with the highest point of nearly 500 meters. The plateau was about four kilometers long. It was built to restore the road and the horses were passing through. When we arrived at the bottom of the land, Ma Zhizhong asked the guy to stop the car, jump out of the car, and carried the food box himself and asked the guy to drive the car to the side to guard it.
Chapter completed!