Chapter 364 Quarrel

In addition to Buzhuang, Gu Jingyun also owns a grocery store and a bookstore, and the grocery store is the least profitable of the three stores. At the corner of the alley, there is a lot of traffic, but the strange thing is that everyone habitually ignores it. I would rather go down a section and enter other shops than enter their shop.

Li Baolu once observed it, and found that it was not the responsibility of the shop stewards and shop assistants, but people subconsciously ignored the shop at the corner. Except for a few people who habitually shop here, no one else seemed to find any groceries here. shop like.

Bai Yitang just stood at the street corner for half an hour before he understood. He looked at his apprentice sympathetically, "It's a great effort for the Gu family to find out such a piece of property for you among the many properties."

Li Baolu looked at it very openly, "We didn't think they would treat us too well, how about it, can Master think of a way?"

Bai Yitang turned around and glanced at the street, then at the busy alley, and said, "Change it to a restaurant, as long as it's lively, you won't be ignored anymore. Your position doesn't look good right now, it's at the corner It will be subconsciously ignored by people, but at the same time, as long as it is lively, it can attract the attention of passers-by. It is facing the streets and alleys, and there is a lot of traffic.”

"Then what is the positioning of the restaurant?"

"What position can you make in the outer city in the east of the city? There are white people here, the taste is not bad, and the food is enough. But it will definitely be difficult at the beginning, after all, you are a new restaurant."

Li Baolu stroked her chin and said, "Everyone likes to take advantage and join in the fun. In fact, it shouldn't be particularly difficult to attract people."

There are so many marketing methods in modern times, as long as they can attract customers to eat for three days, and know the taste and their benefits, they can keep customers. It doesn’t need much, as long as people come to the door every day, it will not lose money.

The master and apprentice got together to discuss, and walked home while talking. Although the two of them didn't fly high in the air, they did practice lightness kung fu. They seemed to be leisurely but quickly passed through the crowd. Soon they arrived at Lingsheng Street, and the master and apprentice began to slow down.

"Since we are going to be a restaurant, then we have to see how other people's restaurants are doing. We won't go back to eat at noon today, so we can just find a restaurant nearby." Bai Yitang pointed forward firmly after finishing speaking. Go to Zhuangyuan Building.

Li Baolu: ...Master, if you want to go to a restaurant, just say it, what we are doing is a public restaurant, a plate of fried pork slices costs fifty yuan, not a high-end restaurant that costs more than one hundred yuan for a plate of vegetables, do you dare? To be more obvious, you, who run a small restaurant, actually ran to the first floor of the capital—the Zhuangyuan Building to learn from your experience?

Li Baolu only dared to complain in her heart, seeing that the master was about to walk in, she could only catch up quickly.

She has been to the Zhuangyuan Building a few times, either Gu Jingyun brought her here, or Wei Cong or the prince invited Gu Jingyun to bring her up. To be honest, the wine and food in the Zhuangyuan Building are really good, the key is that the atmosphere inside is very suitable for it The name is really a person who communicates with readers.

As soon as the master and apprentice stepped into the restaurant, they were stunned by the commotion inside. There was a "pop", and a middle-aged scribe excitedly patted the table and the scholars in Confucian shirts on the opposite side shouted: "The words of the sage are all true!" The wise words summed up by the sages who comprehend the world have been annotated by many sages and wise men for thousands of years, and now the famous words of the sages have been interpreted and annotated. Can you make better annotations than the sages? It’s fine for Gu Qing and a yellow-mouthed child to abandon the annotations of the sages, and even misinterpret the words of the sages, and you follow behind without distinguishing right from wrong, it’s a waste of reading the sages’ books for so many years.”

The Confucian shirt scholars on the opposite side looked dissatisfied, "Mr. Gu just has his own different understanding and encourages everyone to interpret the words of the sage with their own understanding. How can he misinterpret the words of the sage? Mr. Huang said that he was filled with righteous indignation, but it was just an argument. But Mr. Gu."

"That is, if you are really reasonable, why didn't you refute him in front of Mr. Gu in the academy just now?"

The middle-aged scribe said with a dignified face: "People who study are not cautious in their words and deeds, but are good at speaking. Huang thinks he can't compare with him in his sharp words."

Li Baolu laughed angrily, and sneered unceremoniously: "You can't argue in front of people, but behind your back you gossip about others and slander your opponents. Your sharp tongue may not be as good as Gu Qinghe, but your ability to talk tongues is far superior to him. From this point of view, this gentleman is not without merit."

The people who were blushing and thick-necked from the quarrel couldn't help being slightly stunned when they heard the clear female voice, and followed the sound to look over, only to see a little girl standing not far from them glaring at them.

The Confucian scholars who were arguing with the middle-aged scribes were still a little bit stunned, because most of the people eating in the Zhuangyuan building were men, not to mention the women who interrupted other people's conversations like this rashly, even ordinary women's voices were rarely heard arrive.

They were in a daze, but the middle-aged scribe had already cast a contemptuous glance at Li Baolu, swung his sleeves and turned his head away, and said with a haughty look: "It's really a declining world these days, not only the teacher who taught me misinterpreted the words of the sage, but even a mere woman They dare to interject indiscriminately in the debates of scribes."

All the scholars looked at Li Baolu sympathetically. This little girl looked so young, and wondered if she would be too angry by Mr. Huang.

Who knew that the little girl on the opposite side didn't cry bitterly, but looked at Mr. Huang critically with raised eyebrows and said, "So your literati's debate is to slander others behind their backs and say people are right and wrong? I have learned a lot today!"

"You," Mr. Huang got angry instead, turned his head to stare at Li Baolu and said, "You just interrupted without knowing something? A woman should keep her own law and keep her own life, and be reticent..."

Li Baolu reached out and took down a vase on the high shelf next to her, and threw it away, looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I don't like talking too much. It just so happens that I don't like talking too much. What do you want me to do? Hit your foot!" Go up, or hit your head?"

The onlookers in the lobby were stunned, and even the people on the second floor poked their heads out to watch.

Mr. Huang may have never seen such a bold, cruel and thick-faced woman, he was speechless for a moment, pointed at her with a trembling finger for a long time, and then scolded Wen Shui: "It's really difficult to raise a woman and a villain. "

"You look down on women so much, why do you still let your mother give birth to you, why do you still marry a wife and have children?" Li Baolu looked at him mockingly and said, "Open your eyes and see that your mother is a woman, don't you? Do you really want to die and be born again?"

Many people in the restaurant burst into laughter, but some felt that Li Baolu's move was too vulgar, and couldn't help frowning.

Mr. Huang's face immediately flushed red when he heard loud laughter one after another. He has never been a good talker, otherwise he would not be refuted by Gu Jingyun and could only complain in the Zhuangyuan building, not daring to regroup. Ask him to argue again.

Gu Jingyun was still reasonable when he argued with him, how could he be as clumsy and vulgar as Li Baolu?

It's not that he can't talk anymore, but he is a teacher of the academy, if he really wants to argue with Li Baolu, he will lose his status.

Because Li Baolu was not reasoning with him, but arguing with him.

How can there be a good word in a quarrel?

He didn't know her identity, but when he saw Bai Yitang standing behind Li Baolu calmly with his arms folded, he immediately asked, "Whose family are you a child? You are so vulgar and unreasonable, don't your parents know how to teach you?"

This means that Li Baolu no longer has a tutor.

Li Baolu sneered and said, "It's easy for this gentleman to meet my parents. Well, just hit the wall and you'll be able to see them when you get to the ground. But I don't think my parents will think I'm uneducated, but rather I want to talk to Mr.’s parents about Mr.’s tutoring.”

Li Baolu raised her hand to stop what he was about to say, and said with a cold light in her eyes: "After talking so much, the little girl seems to have forgotten to introduce herself to your husband. In Xia Li's family, the husband is Gu Qinghe who you just insulted and slandered. "

The whole room was stunned, and Mr. Huang almost fell to the ground, blushing and speechless for a moment.

Since he dared to say these words in the Zhuangyuan building, he was not afraid of spreading them to Gu Jingyun's ears, but it was another matter to be confronted by the person concerned and the person's family members face to face.

The people in the lobby and the second floor suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the girl was so angry, she would be angry when she met anyone who talked behind her back and slandered her husband.

It was only then that everyone realized that although Li Baolu was young, she was wearing a woman's bun, and they blamed her for being too tender, so everyone ignored this point.

Most of the people who thought she was too much in their hearts responded with a tolerant smile, because her age is too deceptive.

Seeing his bluish and red face, Li Baolu was obviously very annoyed and ashamed, and she had no intention of forcing him any further, she just sneered and dragged Master to go to the second floor for dinner, but who knew that Mr. Huang finally found his way out of the predicament after being silent for a long time Looking at Li Baolu's unscrupulous words, she said: "Women should be chaste and behave. The dispute between me and Gu Qinghe is between me and him. You are just a mere woman, how can you intervene?"

He became angry from embarrassment: "Gu Lishi, you'd better apologize to me, otherwise I'll go to Gu Qinghe to ask for an explanation. He indulged his wife to humiliate me, what's the deal?"

Li Baolu was amazed, "I insulted you? Then you insulted my husband? When I met you scolding my husband, not only would I not be able to resist, but I would also have to clap my hands to support you?"

"This is a matter between me and your husband, it is a matter between scholars, why do you need a woman to intervene?" Mr. Huang glanced at Li Baolu with contempt, as if she was some dirty thing.

Bai Yitang looked up at him, then turned to his apprentice and said, "This man is sick, he looks down on women."

Li Baolu also found out that according to his logic, because she was a woman, she couldn't intervene.

She sneered and asked, "This gentleman looks down on women?"

"Girl, Cong Ye, you just need to be at ease and obey your father, brother, and master. How can you interrupt the outside affairs? Besides, what I'm talking about is still about studying," Mr. Huang looked at her with disdain and said, "Have you ever read a book?" ?"

Li Baolu sneered again and again, "Are you the teacher of Qingxi Academy?"

Mr. Huang raised his head high and said, "That's right, I am a gentlemen of Qingxi Academy."

Wenxiu level is the level of the group of scholars who want to test for scholar.