Before dawn the next day, the lights were already brightly lit in the Zhao family courtyard.

Qiaoqiao came here to work hard on the fourth day. After Zhao Jin got up early and had breakfast, he washed and dressed up with Fang Wen's help, put on his official boots and robe, and tied his long-lost leather belt.

When he walked out of the east wing with a black hat in his hand, Zhao Hao and his son had already been waiting in the yard.

"Haha, it's different, it's completely different." Zhao Shouzheng smiled and said, "My nephew looks like he's ten years younger."

Zhao Hao pointed to a four-carrying sedan chair outside the door and smiled, "Brother, please get into the sedan chair."

"I'm a good brother." Zhao Jin shook Zhao Hao's hand gratefully. He was worried about how to go to Yingmao in the yamen? He was a seventh-rank official and was too undecent to walk.

At least there must be a donkey to ride... In fact, most of the censors and the seventh-rank officials in the Qingshui yamen of the two capitals cannot get a sedan chair or even have no money to raise a horse. They can only ride a donkey and let an old servant take an umbrella and lead the donkey to make do with it.

But if you pass through the streets and the city so shabby, you will be laughed at all the way.

Zhao Jin was worried for a long time, but unexpectedly, Zhao Hao was silent and made arrangements for him.

And there are four sedan chairmen wearing red, an umbrella maker with umbrellas, and Yu Peng who pioneered the way with the lantern of "Feng Xian".

"Time is in a hurry, so I can only rent a sedan chair and make do with it." Zhao Hao smiled and called Yu Peng over and said, "I will discuss with Lao Jia, so I will ask Yu Peng to recharge the old brother for a few days first. In the future, my brother will find something that I like, so he will return to the store."

Now, there is no shortage of decency that a seventh-rank official should have!

"My brother is really good at loving others, and my foolish brother is really lucky." Zhao Jin was moved and burst into tears, feeling that this brother is the best person in the world to him.

"Brother, let's see you when you say this." Zhao Hao smiled and sent him into the sedan chair, saying, "Brother, go quickly, don't miss the time."

"Okay, see you tonight." Zhao Jin waved to him, and then slowly lowered the curtain.

"Getting up the sedan chair..." Yu Peng sang loudly: "The Censor is on the street!"

The sedan chairman steadily lifted the sedan chair and slowly left Caijia Lane under the guidance of a pair of lanterns.

Seeing Zhao Jin's sedan chair go away, Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

He was actually a little worried that Zhao Jin was the kind of snob who could share hardships and not wealth. If this guy got up and refused to recognize his little brother, wouldn’t this cold stove be wasted?

Fortunately, Zhao Jin not only did not get married, but became more intimate.

Zhao Hao rubbed the back of his hand that was painful to his grip and put his heart back on his stomach.

When he turned his head, he found that Zhao Shouzheng had stretched his neck and was watching Zhao Jin's sedan chair go away.

"Did my father have such a deep relationship with his brother?" Zhao Hao couldn't help but say wonderingly.

"I envy his sedan chair." Zhao Shouzheng swallowed his saliva and said, "I have been sitting in your father for more than ten years, but suddenly I didn't have to sit there, and my heart was empty."

"It depends on my father himself." Zhao Hao said earnestly: "You are just a student in the prison now. Even if I bought you a sedan chair, can you sit and go to school?"

"That's not. If Gou Xuezheng sees me, he will scold me to death." Zhao Shouzheng smiled bitterly and said sly: "At the beginning, I always let someone fall into a sedan chair outside the archway and then walk in by myself."

"What does it feel like to be a thief?" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and said in a muffled voice: "When you are a juren, I will buy you a brand new sedan chair immediately, and then match the sedan chair and umbrella husband!"

"Oh..." Zhao Shouzheng suddenly looked gloomy when he heard this. Just as he was about to say something, he immediately remembered that today was a good day for his son, so he stopped talking, put his arms around Zhao Hao's shoulder and smiled: "You just wait and spend money!"

The father and son returned to the yard as they spoke, and Qiaoqiao brought the breakfast.

Today we have to prepare two sets of breakfast. Qiao Qiao then made a small wonton, and used bones to make soup base, a little bit of super fresh powder, and green green chopped green onion, which made the father and son feel very comfortable.

"Qiaoqiao's cooking is getting better and better, so I have to add more money." Zhao Shouzheng praised while drinking the soup without any trouble: "You have only been here for a few days, and I have gained several pounds."

"It's good if you don't dislike me." Qiaoqiao covered her mouth and laughed, looking at Zhao Hao proudly, looking forward to his praise.

Zhao Hao, however, looked at the restaurant that was already on, and began to worry about whether Xuelang could invite the glutinous people from Nanjing...

As long as people come, he will have confidence to shock them. But if people don’t come, he will use all his strength and no one will buy it?

Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Qiaoqiao pouted in depression and held the tray down.

"Hey, it smells so good..." At this time, Fan Datong came in from outside and happened to meet Qiaoqiao. He picked up the big sea bowl on the tray.

In that bowl was Qiaoqiao prepared to add wontons for the father and son. The father and son still had half a bowl left after they had eaten.

Fan Datong held the big sea bowl and ate it with the spoon.

Seeing that he had a rare dressing up, Zhao Shouzheng even wore a new Tang scarf on his head, he couldn't help but say strangely: "Brother, are you going to go on a blind date?"

"Puff..." Fan Datong almost squirted out and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, so that he did not waste the wontons in his mouth.

After a while, he tried hard to swallow his food and smiled at Zhao Shouzheng, "Are you here to welcome the restaurant after being ordered by the noble prince?"

"Oh." Zhao Shouzheng suddenly realized, looked at Fan Datong for a while, and nodded and said, "You are good at making trouble, and it's just right to do this."

"Brother, don't this seem to be praising people? I'm a prison student at least." Fan Datong protested while drinking the soup.

"Student? How many times have you been to the prison?" Zhao Shouzheng glared at him and said, "I think you want to give up the exam this year."

Fan Datong first accompanied Zhao Shouzheng to the prison for a few days, and soon couldn't stand the restraint. Anyway, he and Zhao Hao were familiar with each other, so he could come to the door to eat without Zhao Shouzheng's lead, so he simply stopped showing up at the Imperial College. If he was hungry, he would come to eat directly. If he was not hungry, he would not see anyone for a few days.

However, Zhao Hao's restaurant has been employed recently, so he still runs here quite diligently.

After the three of them finished their meal, it was dawn outside, so they came to Qiantou Weijixian Restaurant together.

In the morning light, a girl with slender eyebrows and thin eyes and thin eyes stopped outside the restaurant gate with a qiyi zither.

“The store hasn’t opened yet.”

Wu Yu, who was guarding the door, stopped her from entering. She only heard her voice sound like a oriole singing, and said very beautifully:

"My family, Ma Xianglan, is the piano master invited by your boss."

In the distance, Zhao Shouzheng opened his mouth wide in surprise. "What is Ma?"

"Ma Xianglan." Fan Datong's mouth was wider than Zhao Shouzheng. "Is she really here?"

The two looked at Zhao Hao at the same time, but saw Mr. Zhao change into a mysterious expression, walked to the door of the store with his hands behind his back, and said to Wu Yu: "Yes, it's the one I invited."

Wu Yu hurriedly made way, and Ma Xianglan looked surprised when she heard this. Obviously, she didn't expect that Zhao Hao was just a half-baby...

But that surprise passed in a flash, and Ma Xianglan quickly adjusted her emotions and blessed Zhao Hao's graceful and graceful blessings.

Zhao Hao nodded, took her into the store, pointed to the wooden platform in the corner, and smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work today."

After saying that, Zhao Hao went upstairs and said nothing more.

Ma Xianglan was stunned for a moment, and then walked to the wooden platform, straightened the seven-stringed lyre, and sat on the stern.

After trying the sound and adjusting the strings, she gathered her hands and played a brisk piano piece.
Chapter completed!