Jie Chi was so angry after hearing what Zhao Wu said that he slapped him on the head and cursed, "Stupid, the walnut shell is so hard, but the shell of the thing I'm talking about is brittle and will break if you hit it."
Zhao Wu suddenly realized, "I know, it's a watermelon." Seeing Jie Chi's hand raised again, he quickly hugged his head and said, "It's an egg."
Jie Chi clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, that thing was not said by me."
Xu Lanyin covered her mouth and laughed when she heard this. The monk was trying to deceive himself by covering his ears and stealing the bell.
Jie Chi continued, "If we add something else to the golden silk cake, will it be more fragrant?"
Zhao Wujian saw that Jie Chi was unwilling to say the name of that thing, and knowing that it was another meat dish, he said, "Could it be lard?" He saw Xu Lanyin sometimes use lard when making snacks.
Jie Chi patted his head again and scolded him, "Fool, I was punished for breaking the precept of eating, and you still want to lead me to break the precept. You deserve a beating!" He then tried to persuade him, "Silly boy, the cow eats grass, what does it squeeze out?"
Zhao Wu thought for a moment and said, "Is it Khan?"
Jie Chi was so angry that he slapped him again and said, "Stupid, think again."
"Is it strength?" Zhao Wu was slapped on the head just as he finished speaking.
"Stupid, think again."
"Is that snot, or tears?"
Jie Chi was so angry that he slapped him several times and cursed, "How stupid! That thing is so disgusting, how can you eat it?"
Seeing that Zhao Wu really couldn't think of anything, Jie Chi said, "Go back and tell your sister that the female donor, Lan Xin Hui Zhi, is much smarter than a fool like you. She will definitely figure it out." He added, "If she figures it out and makes it for me, I'll give you something good to drink. It will make your three-legged kung fu more effective."
Xu Lanyin's eyes widened. They even knew that famous saying. Could they really be from the same hometown?
Zhao Wu asked, "Sister, do you know what my master said? I've been thinking about it all night and can't figure it out."
Xu Lanyin looked at the unfortunate fellow. In that era, there were no dairy cows, and no such famous saying. Of course, a young man like him wouldn't have thought of that. He smiled and said, "I guess your master meant that what you eat is grass, and what comes out is milk. That stuff should be milk." Then he said angrily, "Silly, I added milk to some of my snacks. You've seen it."
Zhao Wu's mouth remained open for a long time before he angrily said, "My master is so unreliable. Bulls eat grass, calves eat grass, and cows without calves eat grass. They can produce sweat and strength, snot and tears, but they can't produce milk. My master's explanation of cause and effect doesn't necessarily indicate the final result. He was wrong, and I got beaten so many times for nothing."
Xu Lanyin laughed. That monk was indeed unreliable. Not only did he drink and eat meat, he was also completely unreasonable. No wonder he was so skilled in martial arts and Buddhism, and so old, but in the end he only became a monk.
She continued to teach him positively, "There are all kinds of people in this world, and many don't play by the rules, like your master. You should consider the individual and not be too picky. You're a detective, and many criminals are different from ordinary people. You need to be good at analyzing problems from multiple perspectives..."
Zhao Wu thought it made sense and nodded continuously, no longer bothered by his master's irrationality.
Xu Lanyin really couldn't figure it out. If Jie Chi was a time traveler, and was greedy and didn't want to abide by the temple's strict rules, even if the original owner of the time traveler was a monk, he could have just returned to secular life. Why would he continue to be a monk?
If he is not a time traveler and his witty remarks are just coincidences, then his ideas are quite avant-garde.
I thought, regardless of whether he was a time traveler or not, it would be best if I didn't meet him for the time being. That monk was too unpredictable, who knew if he would be good for me or bad for me...
The next time Zhao Wu goes to see Jie Chi, he will add some eggs and milk to the golden silk cake as he requested, and will no longer make him any obviously modern pastries.
The weather was bad today, with a gloomy sky and a light snowfall. At 9:00 PM, the Hu family's carriage arrived, and Xu Lanyin, along with Xu Lanzhou and Zhao Wu, who were attending a banquet at the Hong family's, rode in the carriage to the county town.
The carriage took a detour and first sent them to the entrance of the alley where the Hong family lived, and then went to the Hu family.
Xu Lanyin arrived at Hu Yi's courtyard and saw a young man there. He looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, of medium build, with fair skin and unremarkable features, but he had a gentle temperament and was very approachable.
His temperament didn't seem like a child from a merchant family at all, but rather like someone from a scholarly family. Actually, Hu Yi didn't look like a child from a merchant family either. I wondered how Mrs. Hu raised these two children.
Xu Lanyin had met Hu Shaogeng once. He had a shrewd face and a goatee, and it was obvious that he was a scheming businessman.
Hu Yi saw Xu Lanyin coming and introduced her with a smile, "This is Sister Xu, and this is my eldest brother."
Hu Wan bowed deeply to Xu Lanyin and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Xu. My sister has been simple and kind since she was a child, and she is also timid, so she doesn't have many close friends. It is my sister's blessing that she has a close friend like you."
He was grateful to Xu Lanyin for her special treatment of Hu Yi, but he couldn't say it in front of Hu Yi.
Xu Lanyin knelt and smiled, "Mr. Hu, you're too polite. Miss Hu and I have similar interests. I'm lucky to have her as a good friend."
Hu Yi was happy to see that they were so happy.
After a few pleasantries, Xu Lanyin asked, "Mr. Hu is also in the tea business?" She had heard Hu Yi and Mrs. Hu say this before.
Hu Wan smiled and said, "Yes. My Yue family is a tea merchant. We have thousands of acres of tea plantations in Fujian... Is Miss Xu also interested in tea?"
Xu Lanyin smiled and said, "I want to open a teahouse, but I don't know much about tea." Then she smiled again, "This is just an idea. It's not certain whether it will succeed."
Hu Wan smiled and said, "If Miss Xu opens a teahouse, I will definitely provide the best goods..." He then introduced the series of teas, what kind of tea people in different places like to drink and the approximate price range.
Xu Lanyin listened with great interest, thinking this person might be her future supplier. She then asked about the characteristics of teahouses in this era.
She had heard from Zhao Wu before that teahouses were quite prosperous during this era. They were not only places where scholars and literati could drink tea and socialize, but also places where ordinary people could play and socialize. To attract customers, large teahouses would invite storytellers or girls who could play drums or sing folk songs. A few elegant teahouses would also open dedicated chess rooms and even host chess competitions to attract scholars and literati...
There are several teahouses in Nanping County, but they are limited in scale. Xu Lanyin wants to know what the best teahouse is like.
The Hu family also opened a teahouse. Hu Wan talked about it in more detail, describing the big teahouses in the capital and provincial capitals, and even gave a brief account of how to run them.
After they chatted and laughed for a while, Hu Wancai stood up and said goodbye.
After he left, Hu Yi asked with a smile, "Sister Xu, isn't my eldest brother very good and capable?"
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