At this time, a lot of people came into the restaurant hall. They were eager to watch the excitement and some even started to make a fuss.
Zhao Xian quickly came out to check. The speaker was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was very tall with long legs, and was half a head taller than Xiao Er. Xiao Er had to look up when he looked at her. Her voice was obviously not very strong.
Standing next to the girl was an elderly man, over seventy years old, tall and robust, but sadly missing an arm.
The old man didn't try to stop the girl from arguing with the waiter; it seemed he really wanted to eat at the restaurant.
Isn't this General Lin Feiyang? Although the old general was dressed in civilian clothes today, Zhao Xian still recognized him at a glance.
Manager Lu just went out on business and can't come over for the time being, so it seems I'll have to go and handle this matter myself.
Zhao Xian quickly stepped forward, approached General Lin, and bowed deeply.
"Greetings, General Lin. Please forgive my rudeness earlier."
General Lin was taken aback, looked up and sized up Zhao Xian, and quickly recognized him.
"So it's Young Master Zhao. What are you doing here?" The old general was very pleased to see Zhao Xian here.
The last time I attended a poetry gathering, the old general knew that he was a scholar who wrote very good poems. It was also at that poetry gathering that General Lin tasted Qinghe wine, but he did not know that the wine was produced by Zhao Xian.
Some time ago, Zhao Xian entrusted Manager Lu to deliver two jars of wine to Prefect Shen. After receiving the wine, Prefect Shen gave it to some friends and colleagues, and General Lin also received two jars of wine.
Although the old general hoped to receive a jar of wine, it was impossible in reality; receiving two jugs would be quite good.
On the very day that General Lin received the Qinghe wine, several friends happened to visit his home. They drank both jugs of wine in just one meal, which made General Lin very distressed.
Since this wine was not yet available on the market, and he was too embarrassed to ask Prefect Shen for some, he remained sullen all day.
Yesterday, he heard that a restaurant had opened where he could drink Qinghe wine, so he secretly came alone without telling his family. Unexpectedly, there were too many customers and he couldn't get a meal at all.
He asked his granddaughter to come with him to order food today, but he still didn't get to eat, which made him very upset.
"Qinghe Restaurant is jointly run by Manager Lu and me. I didn't expect General Lin to grace our restaurant with his presence. I apologize for any offense I may have caused earlier. Please forgive me."
"You own shares in the restaurant, that's wonderful! It looks like we'll be able to enjoy fine wine today." General Lin immediately became happy.
"Since the old general is here, Qinghe wine is a must. Please drink as much as you like," Zhao Xian said with a smile.
As long as he could drink fine wine, nothing else mattered. The old general's mood instantly improved, and he pointed to the girl beside him and said:
"This is my granddaughter, Lin Xi. She has practiced martial arts since childhood. She has a carefree and generous personality. I hope you will not take offense at her words just now."
"General, you flatter us. It is an honor for us that you have graced our restaurant with your presence."
"So you are Young Master Zhao. My grandfather said that your poetry is excellent. The poem you wrote at the poetry gathering last time was copied by a calligraphy master and framed and hung in the study. My grandfather said that this poem is a reflection of his military career," Lin Xi said with a smile.
Zhao Xian was taken aback. This wasn't a poem he had written. Lin Xi's words made him feel a little guilty.
"Ms. Lin, you flatter me. I just wrote this haphazardly at the poetry gathering that day. This poem is nowhere near that good."
"Young Master Zhao, please don't be modest. At first, I thought you were a soldier like my grandfather. I didn't expect that you had never been in the military camp, let alone been to the battlefield where you risked your life."
But this doesn't diminish the fact that Young Master Zhao could write such profound poems; it's truly remarkable.
“Miss Lin, you may not know this, but I have more than a dozen family soldiers. They are all retired veterans who have experienced real combat on the battlefield and have faced life and death. So it shouldn’t be surprising that I can write poems with this kind of sentiment,” Zhao Xian said with a smile.
"I see. I'll definitely visit your home sometime when I have time, to meet the veterans who have retired from the battlefield." Lin Xi was clearly excited at this moment.
"Okay, it's a deal. General Lin and Miss Lin must visit Narcissus Village when the time comes."
"I won't go. This general is old and no longer able to travel far. I only hope to have wine to drink every day," General Lin sighed.
"We've been talking for so long, Young Master Zhao, you should at least find us a room to sit in. You can't just leave us standing in the hall like this," Lin Xi urged.
"The restaurant is indeed full, so dining here is definitely not an option."
Zhao Xian's words stunned the two of them. Didn't he just say there would be wine? Why did he change his mind again?
Seeing their expressions, Zhao Xian smiled and said:
"Although there are no seats available in the restaurant, we can go somewhere else. The same food and drinks that you find in the restaurant are available there as well."
"If such a place really exists, please take us there quickly." Lin Xi breathed a sigh of relief.
“That’s one of my residences in Qing’an Prefecture. Let’s go there.”
The two were surprised to find that Zhao Xian owned a residence in Qing'an Prefecture. It seemed that this young master Zhao was indeed quite extraordinary.
After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he gave the waiter some instructions and then left the restaurant with the two of them.
The three of them boarded a carriage and soon arrived at the residence.
Inside the courtyard, Liu Xuan and several helpers were making preserved eggs and pickled vegetables. Yang Ruotong was also helping out. When she saw Zhao Xian leading an old man and a girl into the courtyard, she went to greet them.
"My husband is back. And who are these two...?"
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