Chapter 67 The intestines are green

  Jia Pingan first went to Dongshi for a walk, and received a warm welcome at the Huazhou Bamboo Ware Shop.

  He inspected it and asked about the current sales of bamboo wares, and he was very satisfied.

  Now there is a trend of researching bamboo wares all over Huazhou, and various novel bamboo wares are constantly on the market, which attracts businessmen.

   "Mr. Jia Lang, you said at the beginning that you should keep pace with the times and not be complacent. That's why the whole Huazhou is proud of new things."

  The shopkeeper showed him the new bamboo wares.

   "What is this?" Jia Pingan picked up a round and small piece of bamboo and asked.

"This is the latest treasure that our Huazhou has produced after listening to Jia Langjun's teachings." The shopkeeper said proudly: "This is the best seller in Chang'an City, and the supply is in short supply! Those rich and powerful families Everyone flocks to…”

  You **** get to the point!

  Jia Pingan felt that the shopkeeper was a chatterbox.

   "This thing..." The shopkeeper looked wretched, "It's a toilet chip."

I go.

   Jia Pingan looked at the little thing in his hand and couldn't help being speechless.

  The workmanship is really exquisite, there are chamfers in every place, just scrape, don't worry about scratching the chrysanthemum, it is simply a model of finishing.

   "At first it was only made for women, but later those nobles also liked it. No, the more it sells, the better it is."

   Sure enough, he is a talent.

  A guy next to him just finished his work, and jokingly said: "Actually, a piece of dirt is fine, and you can just grab a handful of weeds in the wild to wipe it off."

  The shopkeeper frowned: "What do you know? If the nobleman eats well, the things to wipe his **** should naturally be good too."

   These two ignorant guys!

   Disgusted, Jia Pingan dropped the thing and clapped his hands, "There is a country in the west, and there are no toilet tokens in the toilets in the palace."

   "Then what do they wipe their **** with?"

   "They get a rope and pull it directly. The emperor pulls the queen, and the queen pulls the minister..."

   Ouch!

  Jia Pingan would never admit that he was taking revenge. Seeing the shopkeeper and the buddy retching, he was satisfied.

   "The Broom God..."

  Jia Pingan was shocked...

   It’s been a long time since this title was called!

  Liu Jia stood right behind him, with a happy expression on his face.

   "God Broom, I finally found you."

   "Why are you looking for someone? Also, this is Chang'an, don't be a ghost, be careful of being caught."

"Yes, the Broom God." Liu Jia walked out with him, "A certain restaurant was about to open, so Han Jin invited a few people to dinner, saying that he was giving the restaurant a name. A certain person was uneasy, so he wanted to ask the Broom God to help him." ..."

   "Why are you upset?"

  Jia Ping'an asked knowingly.

   "Although a certain holds 50% of the shares, Han Jin knows many people who are still landlords. If a certain is suppressed by him, he will have to pack up and return to Huazhou in a short time."

  It’s like being a future generation. When you invest in a company, if you have no background and the other party has a strong background, you will be marginalized in a short time.

   "God broom, we are all from Huazhou, it doesn't matter if you go back in a desperate state... But we lost people from Huazhou!"

  It's none of my business that you're ashamed?

   Jia Pingan is not interested in this.

   Liu Jia's knees suddenly softened, and he knelt down.

   Damn it!

  This is Dongshi, does this guy want to make his old Jia famous?

  Jia Pingan grabbed him and scolded, "I want to die!"

   Liu Jia said with tears in his eyes: "God broom, they bully people!"

   Thinking of Liu Jia's admiration for him, Jia Pingan sighed: "Let's listen to it."

   "When a certain person was making stir-fried dishes, Hanjin's people watched from the sidelines. After watching for a while, he was able to cook them decently. A certain..."

   "He wants to cross the river and demolish the bridge?" Jia Pingan looked calm, such things are common in later generations.

  Liu Jia nodded, "Although he didn't say it clearly, he became more and more indifferent to XX."

  How does this look like a situation between the couple?

  But Han Jin is quite fat!

   "Go and see."

   Later, the two went to Pingkangfang. The newly built restaurant was almost completed, and there were still some cleaning tasks left.

  In the lobby, the burly Han Jin was drinking with two men.

   "You're here." His attitude towards Liu Jia was indeed a little cold.

  Liu Jia nodded, and ordered two table tables to come out and serve wine and food.

   Jia Ping'an is still somewhat interested in restaurants, and looks around from time to time.

   Here comes a redneck.

  Han Jin and the others continued to speak with smiles on their lips.

   "This restaurant..."

   "It's not yours alone." Jia Pingan picked up the wine glass, hoping in his heart that Han Jin would be violent, so that he would have a reason to make a move.

  Han Jin: "..."

   Jia Ping'an raised his glass and sniffed the wine, feeling that the taste was not good.

  Han Jin forced a smile, "This is Liu Jia, and he is also in this restaurant."

   Liu Jia was dumbfounded.

  Since Jia Pingan agreed to make a move, he decided to listen to the broom god, who told him to go east, but he would never go west.

  Han Jin pointed to the two men and said, "Huang Jing, Chang Shuo."

  Huang Jing looked at the gentle and elegant, and said hello with his hands.

  Chang Shuo has fat on his face, which glistens, and he looks like a greasy man.

   Jia Ping'an cupped his hands and began to eat.

  After tasting it, he put down his chopsticks.

  Han Jin over there is asking Huang Jing and Chang Shuo to name the restaurant.

   "I see that the smell is good." Huang Jing stroked his beard and smiled, "The fragrance is the fragrance of wine and vegetables. When you smell the fragrance, this is an excellent meaning."

  Han Jin praised: "Brother Huang is a great talent, just hearing this name makes me feel saliva and appetite."

  Huang Jing smiled and raised his glass to invite him to drink.

  Chang Shuo said hehe, "It smells good, there is a name here too."

   "Oh!" Han Jin put down his glass, "I'm all ears."

  Chang Shuo pondered for a while, his fat face gleaming with oil, "The golden crow rises from the east every day, the purple air comes from the east, how about the purple air building?"

   "Good name!" Han Jin's eyes were full of joy, "Ziqi Pavilion, this name is...how to say..."

  The high-end atmosphere is upscale!

   Jia Pingan smiled.

  The three discussed for a while, and finally felt that the name Ziqilou was very good.

  Liu Jia felt ignored.

"broom…"

  Sweep your sister!

   Jia Pingan glanced at him, thinking that sooner or later, he would be imprisoned by this guy.

   But Liu Jia put his posture extremely low, which means surrender.

  Han Jin knew some officials and dignitaries in Chang'an, so he prided himself on being extraordinary, and partnering with Liu Jia was just an expedient measure, the purpose was to set up a unique skill in cooking.

Too much.

  Jia Pingan threw away his chopsticks.

  The sound is very crisp.

  The three looked over, Han Jin cupped his hands, "I haven't asked the name of the guest yet."

   This person is indeed too loud.

  Liu Jia said: "This is a great talent invited by someone to come up with a name for our restaurant."

  Han Jin couldn't help laughing, thinking that a teenager would also come to pick up his name...playing house?

  Huang Jing smiled, but somewhat disapprovingly.

  Chang Shuo laughed loudly and said, "That so-and-so is all ears."

   "Bring a pen and paper." Jia Pingan has been practicing calligraphy recently, and feels that he has made great progress, at least he will not make a fool of himself.

  Paper is expensive these days. If you want to practice calligraphy, you must either play in the sand table or write on the table...

  Liu Jiajian responded abruptly, and went to get the Four Treasures of the Study in person.

   At this time, Han Jin asked curiously: "Why doesn't the boy want to say his name?"

   Jia Pingan looked at him with a smile, "Because you are not worthy!"

  Boom!

  Han Jin was furious, and slapped the table with his palm. Just as he was about to lose his temper, Liu Jia came back.

   Spread out the paper, grind the ink, and send the brush...

  Liu Jia's expression was almost pious, which made Han Jin who wanted to go crazy stop his impulse.

   Jia Pingan picked up a pen and wrote it with one stroke.

  Liu Jia picked up the paper, and his educational level was only literacy.

   "What's the name?" Han Jin sneered, "How about Ziqi Building?"

   "Why are you talking about this?" Chang Shuo smiled, maintaining a calm posture.

   Liu Jia's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Jia Pingan.

   The reverence in this look made Jia Pingan a little guilty.

   This guy won't go back and enshrine my tablet again, will he?

   Jia Ping'an's liver trembled at the thought of this.

   "A guest in a natural residence, unexpectedly a guest in heaven..."

  Huang Jing, who was gentle and refined, who was stroking his beard, blurted out: "Good poems! Good poems! Good poems!"

  Chang Shuo was drinking, and after hearing these two sentences, his expression froze.

"this…"

   And Han Jin was completely dumbfounded.

  Liu Jia only felt uncomfortable all over his body, and a feeling of counter attack made him tremble.

  A certain broom god!

   "The name is Tianranju!"

   Liu Jia's eyes were piercing, "How is it? How is it compared to Ziqi Tower?"

  Chang Shuo put down his wine glass, covered his face with his sleeve, "Someone is not as good as this, so is not as good!"

  Huang Jing murmured: "A guest on Tianranju, actually a guest from heaven... This is a palindrome, which is extremely wonderful. Adding the name of Tianranju, this is a wonderful palindrome."

  He stood up and cupped his hands, and said solemnly: "Huang Jing has met Mr. Lang, and I would like to be taught."

   He bows.

  Chang Shuo also got up, "Chang Shuo has met Mr. Lang, and I would like to be taught."

  The world of literati is like this. When you show that you can crush them, no matter if it is true or false, they will bow their heads and submit.

  Jia Pingan cupped his hands, stood up and said, "The wine is not good, and the food is not good, so I'm leaving."

  He walked away, and when he reached the door, Han Jin finally realized, "Dare to ask your name."

   "Jia Pingan."

  Han Jin stood up abruptly, "The broom star... the tiger of a hundred horses?"

  Recently, Jia Ping'an is very proud of Baiqi. After capturing those thieves yesterday, Baiqi was exempted from punishment. Some people inside were muttering that this is the tiger of Baiqi. Han Jin was well-informed and also learned of this matter.

   Liu Jia got up and saw him off.

   Han Jin also hurried to catch up and bowed to see him off.

  He regretted all his guts at this moment, and said in a low voice: "Jia Langjun is so talented, Liu Langjun, we need to get closer in the future."

  He was afraid.

  Liu Jia with someone behind him is not something he can just put aside if he wants to.

  Liu Jia was in a very happy mood, and said, "Jia Langjun made the stir-fry."

   "Han Langjun..."

   "Han Langjun?"

  Han Jin stood there sluggishly.

   Stir-frying is the restaurant's biggest reliance, and it is also the core of his future fortune. But now the inventor of cooking is not even willing to tell him his own name: You are not worthy!

   "A person who sees the true God and abandons it like a pair of shoes is so stupid..."

  He ran after him.

   "Jia Langjun!"

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  (end of this chapter)