Manager Ding suddenly became excited, and he said anxiously: "I would like to ask my husband for advice."

At this time, Qiao Wen had just brought a mouthful of food into his mouth and was chewing it, but he didn't answer for a moment.

Seeing this, Shopkeeper Ding thought Qiao Wen refused to say it. After all, this is someone else's business secret, so how can he easily reveal it to outsiders?

Shopkeeper Ding is middle-aged and has rich social experience and a skillful relationship. He feels a little abrupt.

However, he had his own necessity, so he got up to avoid the seat, stood aside, bowed and bowed to Qiao Wen.

Seeing that he had misunderstood, Qiao Wen hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper Ding doesn't have to do this, please sit down."

Qiao Wen said: "There are some recipes and some business methods below that can be discussed with you, but it is difficult to explain clearly in just a few words.

I'm sweating all over now, and I really want to take a shower, take a nap, and talk to you in detail at night?"

Manager Ding was delighted and said, "Okay, okay, please follow me!"

The people of the Tang Dynasty liked wide no matter what. Chang'an City had 14 streets from east to west and 11 streets from north to south. The roads were very wide. The narrowest one was 150 meters wide. The solid rammed earth pavement was enough to take off and land Boeing 747.

At this moment, on Guangchang Street in the southwest of the West City, a gray tarpaulin carriage was driving slowly. As the wheels rotated, the axle made a rhythmic sound.

On the carriage, Qiao Wen, who was full of wine and food, was already asleep in the carriage as the carriage swayed rhythmically.

Shopkeeper Ding, sitting opposite him, looked at the young man sleeping soundly in front of him, and silently thought about his thoughts.

Until now, Shopkeeper Ding did not know Qiao Wen's origin, but knew that his name was Qiao Wen and he was a student from another place. Although he wanted to know more about Qiao Wen, it was a taboo to meet by chance and have a simple and profound conversation. Since he didn't say it, he couldn't find out more about it.

Although the young man in front of him was young, he exuded a calm and confident, calm and sophisticated temperament, which made Manager Ding feel very down-to-earth in his heart.

The carriage drove into Yong'anfang and soon stopped in front of a courtyard.

Qiao Wen got off the carriage and followed Manager Ding into the yard, looking at the building layout inside as he walked.

Unlike the square courtyards in Beijing, the courtyards in the Tang Dynasty were rectangular, usually arranged by the central axis extending the courtyard door. From the front to the back, it was composed of the courtyard door, pavilion, front hall, atrium, atrium, garden rockery, and back sleeper. There were corridors on both sides.

The front hall is where guests wait for the host, and the atrium is where the host meets the guest. It is the most important face and the decoration is also the most gorgeous.

The back courtyard is the place to receive private relatives and make friends, and the back bedroom is the family bedroom. The left side of the corridor is the room for staying rooms, and the right side of the corridor is the room where servants live, warehouses and stables.

This architectural structure is the most basic architectural form of residential buildings in the Tang Dynasty. It changes differently with the different identities of the owner. The overall layout of the imperial palace is basically the same.

Ding Defu's house covers an area of ​​about two acres, with all kinds of buildings, pavilions, gardens and rockery. It is not luxurious, but it is also elegant.

Qiao Wen said casually: "Shopkeeper Ding, your house is good!"

Ding Defu smiled bitterly and did not respond.

At this time, Qiao Wen also noticed that the yard was deserted and seemed to be lacking in some anger.

Qiao Wen followed Ding Defu directly to the atrium and saw a girl wearing a light green long-sleeved skirt greeting him.

The girl is about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a slim figure and a beautiful face. She is not very beautiful, but she is also pretty and attractive.

"Dad, why are you back at this time?" She said with a little curious and a crisp voice. Ding Defu runs a restaurant and usually doesn't come back at this time.

Ding Defu said with great enthusiasm: "Oh, Dad has a distinguished guest today, so he came back early. Qing'er, come and see the bridge husband."

After saying that, he turned around and introduced to Qiao Wen: "Mr. Qiao, this is the little girl Zhiqing."

Ding Zhiqing looked at Qiao Wen and was a little curious. The boy in front of him looked pretty and dressed ordinary, and there was nothing special about it. He didn't understand why his father called him a distinguished guest.

When Ding Defu saw her stunned, he said dissatisfiedly: "Qing'er, hurry up and salute the guests!"

Ding Zhiqing then stepped forward and bowed and said, "I have met Mr. Bridge."

"Little lady." Qiao Wen smiled and bowed back.

There is nothing wrong with the name of Qiaowen, but Ding Zhiqing seemed to feel a little uncomfortable when she was called "Little Lady" by this young man who looked similar to her.

Ding Defu didn't notice this and said excitedly: "Qing'er, Qiao Lang is very talented, you should ask him for advice."

Ding Zhiqing curled her lips and said nothing.

Ding Defu said to her: "Go and give me some instructions and prepare a bath for the Qiao Langjun."

After saying that, he and Qiao Wen entered the atrium.

In the corridor, Qiao Wen was lying in a huge wooden bucket, soaking hot water, smelling the fragrance of soap beans, and closing his eyes and resting comfortably.

Speaking of which, Qiao Wen felt that he was lucky. At least the problems of food and accommodation were temporarily solved. He was not worried about solving the problems of household registration and livelihood next.

Qiao Wen decided to help Shopkeeper Ding. As for how much he helped, it depends on how much he knew him. If he was reliable, perhaps his career would start from here.

...

The curfew bell rang, at the entrance of Dinger Lane, Yonghefang

The chief Huang Erniang looked hard at the direction of the gate in the market, and stood beside her a little girl in a lake blue silk dress.

The girl is about five or six years old, with her hair bun, a small melon-shaped face, a plump forehead, two thick black and tall eyebrows, and a pair of big black and round eyes, looking delicate and cute. Her skin is fair, but she looks a little pale, and her face looks a little pale.

She raised her little face and asked anxiously, "Second Aunt, have you seen my brother?"

The girl's name is Qiao Yu, and she has an older brother named Qiao Wen.

Huang Erniang is the chief insurance manager of Yibao where Qiao Wen is. She is slightly fat, has a round face and double chin. She is enthusiastic and quick-talking. No matter what family has something to do, she will help enthusiastically.

Today, Qiaowen said that he would go to Xishi to buy medicine for Qiaoyu, where the medicinal materials are cheaper. Before leaving, he asked Huang Erniang to help take care of Qiaoyu.

It is only a few places to go here from Xishi. It is said that it should have been back an hour ago, but I have not seen Qiao Wen until now.

After waiting for a while, I saw that the time to close the door was over, but I still couldn't see Qiao Wen.

"Brother, I want my brother."

Qiao Yu couldn't help crying.

Qiao Wen and Qiao Yu both died, and the brother and sister depended on each other for life. It was rare for them to be separated for such a long time.

"Xiaoyu doesn't cry, your brother will be back in a while." Huang Erniang continued to look around while coaxing Qiao Yu.

In Ding's house, after Qiao Wen left, Ding Zhiqing was about to ask his father why he respected such a young man so much, but Ding Defu was called away by the butler who rushed over.

She returned to the back court helplessly and continued to calculate the accounts.

Not long afterwards, a servant came over and said, "My wife, the minister has gone out. Before leaving, he ordered her to wait in the middle hall and help receive the master's guests."

Ding Zhiqing responded: "I know!" Continue to keep keeping the accounts.

When she guessed that the time was almost over, she came to the atrium with her account book in her arms, waiting while keeping the accounts.

After taking a shower, Qiao Wen felt very energetic and returned to the atrium under the guidance of his servant.

At this moment, the sky gradually became dark, and it was time to light up, and a candlelight had already lit up in the atrium.

After Qiao Wen entered the door, she saw that Ding Zhiqing was the only one in the hall. She knelt behind a few cases, holding a pen in one hand and flipping the thick account book with the other, looking very focused.

Qiao Wen coughed and asked, "Where is your father?"

Ding Zhiqing raised her head and saw that it was Qiao Wen, and said, "My father has gone out."

Then she raised her delicate jaw towards a few cases and said, "Sit down and wait first, he will be back in a while."

After saying that, I continued to be busy.

Hashimoto sat cross-legged behind several tables, chewing on the raisins while looking around.

In the wide living room, only on the walls on both sides were burning, two candles as thick as children's arms were burning, flashing with light and dark light, and their vision was a little blurred.

Qiao Wen had nothing to appreciate, so he turned his attention to Ding Zhiqing.

In order to see the accounts clearly, Ding Zhiqing lit a tiny candle on several tables, illuminating her figure clearly.

At this moment, Ding Zhiqing was facing Qiao Wen with her side face. The candlelight reflected her fair face, her upright nose, and her soft lips, outlining a hazy picture, beautiful and warm. Qiao Wen was quietly admiring.

Perhaps feeling Qiao Wen was watching him, Ding Zhiqing felt that he was a little rude and raised his head and glared at him fiercely.

Qiao Wen turned his gaze to the side, but he was really bored and soon turned his gaze back and continued to appreciate the candlelight beauty in front of him.
Chapter completed!