Chapter 208 The Fake Daughter of the Imperial Palace 14
Li Fu is a waiter at Shunqing Inn. Although he is not very old, he has been here for nearly ten years.
Because of her complicated relationship with the shopkeeper, she was sent here by her parents when she was eight or nine years old. She first worked as a maid in the kitchen and could not do anything else but washing vegetables and dishes.
That period was so tiring. My hands were soaked in ice water almost every moment of the day, and the frostbite I got didn't heal until summer.
Li Fu worked like that for several years, until he was kicked out because he embezzled the tips from customers and did not report them. The shopkeeper saw that Li Fu was sweet-talking, smart and capable, so he transferred him to the front.
From then on, I stayed away from the kitchen that was as cold as an igloo in winter and as hot as a furnace in summer.
Compared to the days before, being a waiter is really easy. Even though my feet don't rest all day and my butt can't touch the stool, I have to soak my legs in hot water for a while every night when I get home, and then I feel like my legs are alive again.
But at least he was not exposed to the wind or rain, and all he had to do was move his mouth and legs, and Li Fu was very satisfied.
But there is only one thing, he never dares to show his hands easily.
His hands, wrinkled and bumpy, red here and black there, would only pollute the eyes of guests if they saw them.
It doesn't matter if he gets a good scolding, but if he feels disgusted and doesn't want to stay, affecting the business, the shopkeeper will not only deduct his wages, but he may even lose his cherished job as a waiter.
This was really an ordinary day. Li Fu welcomed the guests with a smile as usual, and saw them off with an even bigger smile.
But this day was also an unusual day, because a young man who could almost rival the sun and the moon came to the store.
As soon as he entered the inn, the whole room seemed to be bright, as if this was not an ordinary inn, but a magnificent fairy palace.
And he is the master of the fairy palace, an immortal who is destined to be high above and look down on the world.
The customers in the store, who were either eating, resting, drinking tea, or chatting, all stopped what they were doing and stared at the young man in a daze.
Behind him, many people came in one after another, filling up the lobby. Even so, there were still many passers-by outside the door looking in.
While the other two young men were busy, Li Fu focused his attention and tried to lead the young man upstairs without distraction.
There are private rooms upstairs. There is no need to ask such guests, they will definitely not choose to dine in the lobby.
Only after he ordered his food and reached the corner of the stairs did Li Fu let out a long sigh of relief.
He finally experienced what it meant to be as handsome as Pan An.
There was a storyteller in the inn before, who once told a story about Pan An. Li Fu couldn't remember what the idiom was called.
But the content is basically about a man driving down the street and elderly women are fascinated by him. They throw fruits into his car until it is full of them.
At the time, Li Fu just thought it was a joke, and thought it was made up by a storyteller to amuse people.
Is it reasonable for a grown man to be that beautiful if he is not strong and muscular? It would be more appropriate for a woman to be like that.
However, he finally understood today that some beauty knows no gender. Even if he is a man, he can still attract the attention of everyone, including his peers.
No matter men, women, young or old, no one can resist his charm.
"If Ran'er goes out for a walk, he will probably win a lot of hearts."
In the private room, Su Jingxi was also teasing Su Youran, his tone revealing a hint of pride and sourness.
Ranran's charm was too great, which always made him feel insecure. If anyone stared at her for a long time, he would want to dig out the other person's eyes.
At this moment, Su Jingxi began to regret letting her out. There were still so many wolves in the academy...
"Did Third Brother say that four people must share a room in the academy?"
"Yes, and you can't bring any servants. You have to do everything yourself."
Su Youran took the teacup and sniffed it first, then raised her eyebrows slightly. She didn’t expect that although the inn was inconspicuous, the tea was top-notch.
She couldn't help but look around at the furnishings, simple and rustic tables and chairs, and a landscape painting hanging on the wall. The brushstrokes were natural and fresh. It was not a masterpiece, but the level was also top-notch.
Overall, the layout is quite elegant. Perhaps in case guests suddenly need it, there are even pens, inkstones, and paper in the corners.
Su Youran walked over, picked up a piece of paper, twisted it, dipped it in ink, and casually wrote the word "费".
The strokes are graceful and smooth, completed in one go, with a flowing and majestic style, revealing a sense of dominance and willfulness, and there is no way to tell that it was written by a woman.
"good!"
Su Jingxi couldn't help but applaud, holding up the paper with both hands, and couldn't help but exclaim:
"Ran'er, when did you learn to write like this? It's totally different from the usual hairpin-shaped small calligraphy."
Su Youran put the pen back into the pen holder and smiled when she heard this:
"I have learned it for a long time, but I don't write much. Now I am a man, so small regular script is not suitable for me."
In fact, this is not what she is concerned about.
Her eyes flickered over the four treasures of the study on the table, and her eyes slightly raised: Xuan brush, Hui ink, She inkstone, and Chengxintang paper...
They are all top-quality items.
Looking at the tea on the table again, Su Youran understood that the owner of this inn must have a very deep financial background, otherwise he wouldn't be able to afford to provide these to his guests.
And he is also an elegant scholar.
Su Youran stood in front of the painting and examined it carefully, perhaps with the intention of making friends through literature.
Li Fu was as energetic as a chicken that day, as if he had endless energy. The handsome young man was going to stay in the inn for another night, so he had to take good care of him.
The shopkeeper must have seen that the young man was either rich or noble, so he specifically told him to just look after him and not to worry about anything else.
For this reason, Li Fu would sleep at the stairs at night, for fear that if the boy needed help, he would not be able to hear him downstairs.
Fortunately, nothing happened that night. The next morning, when Li Fu went downstairs yawning, almost half of the people were already sitting downstairs.
My goodness, when did these people come? They didn’t come before dawn, did they?
It turns out that young man is a god of wealth. Look, the guest rooms that usually could only accommodate three or two rooms were fully occupied soon after he arrived.
The income from tea and snacks from yesterday and today alone is estimated to be enough to equal the total income of nearly a month.
Li Fu thought mischievously: If he was willing to stay for a few more days, I'm afraid the shopkeeper would worship him as a Buddha.
Su Jingxi and Su Youran were not surprised by such scenes. They had basically been like this all the way and the strangeness had long passed.
However, when Li Fu respectfully escorted them out, Su Youran gave him two extra things.
A closed scroll and a porcelain vase.
"Thank you for your hospitality these past two days, little brother. I hope the things in the porcelain bottle can be useful to you."
Su Youran smiled warmly and nodded to the dazed Li Fu. She then pointed at the scroll:
"The paintings in the private room are very good. If there is a chance, I hope that Xiao Er can give this scroll to the owner of the painting. I will be very grateful."
Su Jingxi threw a silver ingot at Li Fu expressionlessly: "Take it. I've already told your shopkeeper that this belongs to you."
This kid is so lucky to meet Ran'er.
Li Fu held the porcelain bottle and silver in one hand and the scroll in the other. He stood there in a daze, watching the carriage going farther and farther away, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
"Little Second Brother, do you mind letting me take a look at what you have in your hand?"
Li Fu was startled by the sudden voice. Turning around, he saw another handsome man supporting an old man, standing two steps away from him with a smile on his face.
"ah……"
Li Fu lowered his head to take a look, then handed the item over with some hesitation. The two men seemed quite friendly, so they shouldn't snatch his item away, right?
Shao Xin took the porcelain bottle, opened it, fanned it with his hands, and half-closed his eyes, as if he was carefully examining it.
After a while, he opened his eyes in surprise, and his sight fell on Li Fu's covered hands. Then he showed some understanding, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.
This style of behavior seems to be really her...
"teacher."
Shao Xin handed the porcelain bottle to Gong Zuling. Few people in the world know that Gong Zuling is not only the dean of Qiushan Academy and a highly respected teacher, but he also possesses superb medical skills.
He learned medical skills from him.
Gong Zuling only needed to get close to it and take a sniff to know what it was used for. His expression became more relaxed, and he motioned for Shao Xin to return the porcelain bottle to Li Fu:
"Brother Xiao Er, this is the best medicine for regenerating skin and removing scars. Just apply a thin layer every morning and evening, and even old scars can be removed. This small bottle is worth a fortune, so I hope you will use it and cherish it."
Li Fu's hands were shaking as he held the porcelain bottle. How could he, a waiter or a handyman, be so worthy of such precious medicine...
"Since she gave it to you, you should use it well and don't mention it to anyone else. Be careful not to attract other people's attention."
Shao Xin fulfilled his duty of reminding and then unfolded the scroll. Just when he had unfolded halfway, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. Gong Zuling had already snatched the scroll and couldn't wait to open it all.
The above is a poem praising the scenery of mountains and rivers. When you read it carefully, you will find that it is purely natural and has extraordinary literary talent. It is a rare masterpiece.
But what is most attractive is not the poem itself, but the strokes of the characters.
From time to time, I see dragons and snakes moving, twisting left and right, and the sun is shining like lightning. What does it mean to move like a dragon and snake? This is it!
At first glance, those words seem like unbridled horses and flying dragons, moving and leaping, coming into the air and disappearing into the dust.
It is vigorous, powerful and majestic, and a rich aura is vividly displayed on the paper.
"Great handwriting! Great handwriting! It's so good!"
Gong Zu Ling could not stop admiring the scroll and could not let it go. For the first time in his life, he wanted to snatch it away for his own private collection.
Shao Xin also looked surprised. Is this her handwriting, or that of the Fourth Prince?
The two glimpses were both of her profile, one in men's clothing and the other in women's clothing, which made him unsure whether it was the same person.
According to the information I got, she should be recuperating in the Royal Villa at this moment, instead of appearing in Philadelphia thousands of miles away.
But he hoped it was her.
The Fourth Prince is going to Qiushan Academy. If it is really her, can he contact her and get along with her openly?
His initial wish of walking in front of her and letting her know him could finally come true...
However, the teacher didn't seem to notice.
Shao Xin looked at Gong Zuling who was very happy beside him, lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, teacher, I was selfish."
If it is really her, I think I have to hide it from you because she is the only person I want to be with day and night.
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