Great Blue Night Watchman

"The poetic talent of my third brother is really... It's like he is possessed by the Saint of Poetry. Whenever he makes a move, he will be colorful every time... The colorful realm that millions of people can hardly find in their lifetimes, in his writings, it seems as if it is a matter of course..."

"Read it to my mother, read it slowly, and my mother will write it down!"

"Xiling wine and tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light..."

Looking at the poem manuscript in front of her and reading the refreshing poem, Mother Lin's face glowed...

"Mom, my third brother has made an appointment to take part in the provincial examination this year."

"Okay..." Mother Lin's eyes were still on the poem, and she was distracted. Suddenly, she was shocked: "This year?"

"Yes!" Lin Jialiang said: "The third brother told me that he has already read the Four Books, Five Classics and the Historical Collections of various scholars. Let us not force him to study before the provincial examination this year. If he fails the provincial examination, he will follow mother's arrangements. Study with concentration.”

"Nonsense, he...has he ever read the Four Books and Five Classics?" Mother Lin scolded: "He is just playful. I also said that his Immortal Sect enlightenment has changed in a few months. When it comes to doing business, he returns to his old ways... "

"But mother, he has never written a poem before. Did you ever think that he could write three colorful poems in a row?"

Mother Lin was silent, her eyes slowly brightened...

"This year's provincial examination, neither mother nor child, originally had much hope, so let's just let it go. Even if it fails, it will only take two months. There are still three years for the next provincial examination. With the talent of the third brother, how can we not do it? Make a difference?"

Mother Lin was shaken.

People, it's always like this. Before yesterday, she would never force Sanlang to study, because in her mind, Sanlang was not that good at all, but Sanlang's two colorful poems gave her great hope, and her expectations were also high. That's a big deal. Yesterday, she prayed in front of her ancestors and her deceased husband. She promised to use all the strength of the Lin family to help her son embark on the path of literature...

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the back room, it was Xiao Tao.

There was a crash, and something spilled all over the floor. Xiao Tao rushed out, her face flushed: "Madam, second young master, third young master is right, he... he is right!"

"What?" Mother Lin and Lin Jialiang were both stunned.

Xiao Tao grabbed Madam's sleeve and shouted: "Mr. Zhang from the capital asked an extremely difficult arithmetic problem, and the Third Young Master answered it casually. You are right!"

"Ah?" Lin Jialiang remembered, a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage? The third brother's calculations are useless. Is the answer he gave casually correct?

yes! Xiao Tao firmly stated that she had verified that the Third Young Master was right...

When the whole story was told, the lady was stunned.

How can it be? How profound is arithmetic? Arithmetic, which is considered a difficult problem for students from the capital, is child's play for Saburo?

Where did you learn these skills?

Why is it so magical?

"Xiao Tao, let's go and see our third brother."

The two arrived at the west courtyard. Lin Su was sitting on the bed, looking at the moon alone. Xiaoyao carried the footbath out of the house and almost poured a basin of water on Xiaotao...

"Master, Master, your answer is correct... You answered the question about the chicken and the rabbit in the same cage correctly..." Xiao Tao was so excited again that she even jumped.

Lin Su was calm: "Of course it's right, what's wrong?"

"Sir, you don't even have the ability to calculate. How...how can you figure it out?"

"..." Lin Su was speechless.

Forget it, it’s a feudal society...

"Teach you a simple way to solve the problem of chicken and rabbit living in the same cage..."

How to solve it? Play a game...

Don’t they have 30 heads and 88 legs? Regardless of whether these 30 heads are rabbits or chickens, we call them animals anyway. 30 animals have 88 legs, right...

Let's shout "one, two, three", and all the animals will listen to my command and lift 2 legs each!

30 animals, each lifting 2 legs, how many were lifted in total?

There was silence, a terrible silence.

The calculation chip in Xiao Tao's hand clicked, and finally, three minutes later, the answer was given, 60!

"Okay, not bad! 60 of the 88 legs have been removed. How many are left?"

There was another snap, and the result was 28.

Are the remaining 28 chicken legs or rabbit legs?

Xiaoyao's mouth started to drool: "Chicken legs!"

Lin Su knocked on Xiao Yao's forehead: "Didn't I say it before? All animals lift up their two legs. Chickens only have two legs. What will happen with this lift?"

"Sit down on the ground..." Xiaoyao finally came back from the delicious food.

"That's right!" Lin Su said: "The chicken only has two legs. If you lift up two legs and sit on the ground, there will be no chicken legs on the ground. The remaining 28 are all rabbit legs. Each rabbit has been lifted up before. After getting rid of 2 legs, there are only 2 legs left, 28 legs, how many rabbits will there be?”

Xiaoyao thought about why the chicken legs were gone like this, and felt very sad.

Xiaotao started clicking with her arithmetic chips, and after ten minutes she came to the conclusion, 14!

That's right, 30 animals, minus 14 rabbits, how many chickens are there?

Another slap, 16!

Perfect!

Lin Jialiang pondered for a long time and cheered. Xiao Tao's eyes flashed with excitement. Xiao Yao drooled at the corner of her mouth and wanted to eat chicken drumsticks when she was hungry...

Xiao Tao Yingying stood up and bowed gracefully: "Young master has superb arithmetic skills and is a true god. Can you teach me the way of arithmetic..."

Lin Su grabbed her shoulders directly: "I can teach you, but you must promise me one thing."

"Master, please give me your instructions, slave..."

"Don't speak to me in such a formal tone."

ah? Xiao Tao's eyes were red. Why was she pretending to be a cultured person? Isn’t it just to be qualified to be your bed-warming girl? Don’t you know how miserable I pretend to be?

"You still do what you did before. You yell when you have something to say, you talk when you have something to say, you say whatever comes to your mind, and you speak in a normal tone. I like it better."

Xiao Tao's sad face disappeared, and the gloom in her heart turned into colorful neon lights, with lace still shining...

The second young master said that he could not warm the bed with the third young master without knowledge, but the third young master did not care about knowledge. The third young master had the final say on this matter...

There is no obstacle to the ultimate plan, but... the madam can't stay away from anyone, how can she warm the young master's bed?

Early the next morning, Xiaotao opened the courtyard door and her eyes suddenly lit up. A woman was kneeling outside the courtyard door, lying quietly on the ground...

"Xiao Xue!"

Xiaoxue came back and entered Madam's room. It took her a long time to come out. Her eyes were red, but her expression was filled with joy.

Xiaotao is the happiest. With the number of people in the house declining, she is more disappointed than anyone else. Now Xiaoxue is back, and this is her former best friend who talked about everything.

And it exactly corresponded to what she was thinking at the moment.

She wanted to get closer to the young master, but it turned out that the madam couldn't live without him. Now that Xiaoxue is here, she has more time.

Lin Su had just gotten up and welcomed a guest.

Ding Hai, owner of Haining House.

Ding Hai sent a bag. When he opened the bag, he found a large piece of white flowers and a bag of silver, a total of three hundred taels.

"Third Young Master, you are a noble and elegant person. I shouldn't have blasphemed you with this yellow and white thing. However, the Lin Mansion may need these common things at present. I hope you will not refuse."

Lin Su's eyes flickered: "Yellow and white things, why do I only see white ones and yellow ones?"

Ding Hai's face turned into a pig's liver...

Lin Su laughed loudly: "Just kidding! Boss Ding can make up for it after the matter is over, which shows that he has a pattern. For the conscience of the business world, how about I give you an opportunity?"

The pig liver color on Ding Hai's face suddenly turned oily: "What do you mean, Third Young Master?"

“A wonderful wine!”

Ding Hai's eyes widened: "But old Baoshan... what did Mr. Baoshan tell you about the origin of the wine?"

Mr. Baoshan, what is his status in the literary world? That is a matter of opinion. However, his status in the wine world is definitely at the level of a big shot. Think about it, this old man has drunk all over the world. In the Three Prefectures, he dared to enter the Holy Land of the Demon Clan and the Immortal Palace of the Yaochi just to drink...

This old man likes to drink but never likes to talk about wine. Ding Hai has been friends with him for twenty years and has tried many times to get business information about wine from him. However, the old man did not say a word and directly called Ding Hai vulgar. , blaspheming the beauty of wine, making Ding Hai hate him half to death.

Now the opportunity seems to have come. The boy in front of me has a special relationship with Baoshan. He is also a fellow "wanting yellow when he sees white", and he is also a monkey spirit...

Lin Su rolled his eyes: "What information can he provide? He is counting on my wine to help him break through the literary realm."

Ding Hai's breathing suddenly stopped...

Mr. Baoshan expects his wine to reach the extreme level of Wenxin?

Let’s not talk about whether such a fantasy thing can really be done.

The key is that the kid in front of me really knows the crux of the Baoshan Wenxin Realm, which in itself is no small matter.

The small door of the west courtyard opened, and Xiao Tao came in with a plate: "Master, are you hungry? The steamed buns just came out of the cage, and the side dishes made according to the instructions of the master. Please try the taste, master, is there anything wrong... Ah, are there guests?"

She saw another person in the west courtyard, of course it was Ding Hai, but she didn't know Ding Hai.

Lin Su said: "It's okay! Put it down and I'll try!"

On the plate were four fat white steamed buns, a bowl of white rice porridge, and five small plates, filled with fragrant home-cooked food.

Lin Su picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the same dish: "Yes, not bad! Is this the flavor? Did you give it to my mother?"

"No, I want to see if the taste is right first. Since the young master said it is right, I will send it to Madam!"

She withdrew.

Lin Su sat down and started eating breakfast, completely unaware of Ding Hai's gaze. He stared at the buns without blinking.

"Third Young Master, is this made from flour?"

"yes!"

"Can I have one?"

"Didn't Boss Ding have breakfast? If you don't mind that the Lin family's breakfast is simple, I'll ask them to get you one too?"

"Then thank you, Third Young Master..."

Lin Su called out, and Xiao Yao jumped in from outside, holding a bun in each hand, and her mouth was bulging like a hamster. I really don't know how she got the bun in her mouth, and she didn't have a third hand.

"Xiaoyao, bring me another breakfast."

"Hmm!" Xiaoyao snorted, turned around and ran away.

Soon, Xiaoyao sent a new one, which was exactly the same as Lin Su.

Ding Hai immediately grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly brightened up. He stretched out his chopsticks to several plates. His eyes were also brightened. He tasted them at first, then swallowed them. Soon, all the dishes were emptied. .

Ding Hai stared at Lin Su with bright eyes.

Lin Su's heart moved slightly, as if he saw something.

"Third Young Master, I own a restaurant!"

"Know!"

"Can you share the secret recipe for making these buns...and the secret recipe for making these side dishes with me? You and I will share the proceeds..."

Lin Su smiled: "There is no secret recipe for frying side dishes. I can tell you now. Just go back and try it. As for the technique of steamed buns...it's a bit technical, you won't be able to figure it out for a while. , otherwise, I will make the 'Famu' in the house, you can take it and add flour to make buns like this."

About half an hour later, Ding Hai returned to Haining Building happily.

This time he came to the Lin family, and the harvest was really great. For the first time, he knew that cooking in an iron pot would be more fragrant. For the first time, he knew that adding some kind of magical "fat mother" to the flour would make it fatter and thicker after being steamed. Big and refreshing...

Iron pot cooking is just a window paper. Once it is pierced, anyone can copy it.

But the "hair mother" is the secret recipe.

How to get this secret recipe into your own hands?

Haining Building is only a few steps away from Lin's Mansion. It is not impossible to get hair mother from Lin's Mansion every day, but the problem is that the headquarters in Beijing, Haizhou, and the branches in several other countries cannot use hair mother after all. Mother, and when the business gets bigger in the future, the core technology will be controlled by this kid for a long time, which always makes people feel uneasy. What if he gets stuck in the neck?

Ding Hai started scratching his head.

Suddenly, his hand stopped, and he thought of another thing.

This guy said that there is a kind of wine that is so magical that even Mr. Baoshan is looking forward to it, and it is even linked to his Wenxin state...

Naturally, he didn't believe such nonsense at first.

But now, his thoughts are starting to go astray. Could it be true?

If there really was such a wine, what would his Haining Building look like?

Ding Hai's blood began to burn...

In the following time, several major events happened in Haining.

First, a colorful wine poem was hung in Haining Building, and Da Cang students gathered in large numbers.

The second is that Haininglou has launched a delicacy called steamed buns, which instantly elevates flour from a low-level food to a high-end food.

Thirdly, the flavor of Haininglou suddenly changed and became extremely fragrant and delicious.

In Qiankun Academy, Mr. Baoshan sat on the top of the mountain for seven days and nights, observing a colorful poem day and night. After all, the ultimate literary state he wanted did not come, but he looked in the direction of Haining, his eyes still full of expectation. This boy promised him , to make a unique wine, ten days have passed, has the wine been successful?

The jug he carried with him was finally empty. Even a drunkard without wine would have a hard time. He was determined to embark on the road to the Holy Land of the Demon Clan, but it was this boy who made him hesitate again and again.

He wanted to soar into the sky and go straight to Haininglin's house, but he was worried that as soon as he stepped in, he would see this kid's embarrassed face and a meaningless apology...

Let's wait a few days. If this kid dares not to send him a message, strangle him to death!

The ancient country of Nanyang, Baijiyuan!

Deng Xianchu and the Wuyue Mountain people descended like gods and landed in front of an empty hut. The two old men looked at each other and stepped into the hut at the same time. There was a loud earthquake, the air flow floated, and an old man with black hair and white beard appeared in front of the hut. Shadow, this is the hermit’s shadow of heaven and earth.

The mysterious hermit faced the void and chanted slowly:

"The flowers have faded to red and green, and the apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. There are few willows blowing on the branches. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world..."

Deng Xianchu and the people from Wuyue Mountain looked at each other and sighed for a moment: "It is indeed him! The ancient country of Nanyang has a profound cultural base after all, I admire you!"

The two of them bowed to the ground at the same time and rose through the air.

They left, and Xuying continued to sigh: "Why wasn't I the author of such a masterpiece? I have already touched this level, I have touched it, but there is a little mystery missing. Who was the one who pioneered it before me? I am very surprised. Years of hard work, all in vain? Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood spurted into the sky, and the old man's shadow slowly disappeared.

In the Lin family, Lin Su thanked guests behind closed doors. Of course, there were not many guests in fact.

Although he is well-known in Haining, he has also offended the Minister of War and countless outstanding figures in the literary world. There are taboos in making friends in the literary world. If you make friends with someone you shouldn't make friends with, you will be in trouble in the future and you don't know why.

Therefore, the local literary circles in Haining kept a respectful distance from Mr. Lin.

Lin Su also happened to handle some things quietly.

What things?

Here at Haining House, he had his first stable income. Xiaotao, Xiaoxue, and Xiaoyao made a pot of old noodles every night. The next morning, a carriage quietly came in and transported the old noodles away. This pot of old noodles Noodles, worth thirty taels of silver.

How much does it cost? Half a pound!

The net profit of thirty taels a day is higher than the normal salary of Dingnan Marquis Mansion.

The Lin family was so excited that they forgot all about it. Mother Lin once again carried forward her nature of "doing good and benefiting the world" and sent money, rice and supplies to the neighbors and those who left the Lin family at that time, causing people to kowtow in front of the Lin family every day.

A few people came back.

Lao He, Mei Niang, Lao Zhou, Xiao Wu...

Fortunately, I have a bottom line. Not all the garbage is picked up at home. The ones she re-collects are those that did not do any evil when she left that day, and there are unavoidable reasons. As for those pure villains, even if you kowtow outside, she Also determined not to stay.

That's good.

Once there are more people in the air, things will be easier to handle.

Lin Su made a division of labor.

Lao He and Xiao Wu were responsible for security and odd jobs.

Mei Niang is in charge of cooking.

Xiaotao is in charge of accounting.

Xiaoxue is responsible for taking care of Madam.

Yulou is responsible for taking care of Lin Jialiang.

Xiaoyao is in charge...acting cute.