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Chapter 510: Hangzhou is mistaken for Bianzhou

As water begins to grow in West Lake in June, new lotus leaves appear close to the water.

After the rain, I come here alone with nothing to do, so I just listen to the birds singing and talk about the peace and prosperity.

In June, Ou Zanghua was half-lying in a small boat on the West Lake, holding a wine jug, with his collar slightly open, looking leisurely.

Opposite him was an old friend, Zhejiang Provincial Surveillance Commissioner Li Chengxun.

Ou Zanghua stayed in Wuchang until early May and finally completed the work of surveying the land in Huguang. During this period, he naturally had to bring down some officials who did not cooperate with his work.

This time, Ou Zanghua wrote a letter to Emperor Zhengde and directly transferred more than 30 students from the Imperial College to serve as temporary county officials. These students had all been tested by Ou Zanghua before, and as long as they passed the one-year probation, they could be converted to regular officials.

These people had wasted a long time in the Imperial College. Now what they had learned over the years finally had a place to be put to good use, so they naturally cooperated with all their strength. This made the final work of measuring the land much smoother and also allowed Ou Zanghua to have a half day off.

Listening to his junior brother casually revising Yang Wanli's poem, Li Chengxun asked with a smile while cooking fish soup: "Junior brother, aren't you anxious about measuring the land?"

"Why should I be in a hurry when my senior brother is here? Hey, you have to put ginger in the fish soup! And perilla, the soup will taste better. Wait, why did you add vinegar?" Ou Zanghua looked at Li Chengxun's actions and immediately reminded him.

"This is Song Sao's fish soup, a delicacy from Hangzhou. Emperor Gaozong of Song Dynasty tasted the fish soup when he was riding a dragon boat on the West Lake and praised it highly. As a result, the soup became famous and was regarded as the ancestor of sashimi fish."

Li Chengxun checked the heat and said cheerfully, "Brother, I have eaten it several times. It is delicious. I will wait for you to try it!"

Ou Zanghua frowned slightly. How could he not know whether there were any delicious foods in Hangzhou?
Then, Li Chengxun was seen adding some sugar into the pot.

It's vinegar and sugar.
Ou Zanghua was startled and asked subconsciously, "Brother, are you making West Lake Vinegar Fish?"

"Eh? West Lake Vinegar Fish? What a great name!"

Li Chengxun's eyes lit up, and he looked at Ou Zanghua with admiration and said, "As expected of a third place winner, he speaks golden sentences every time he opens his mouth. This fish was caught in West Lake, and the water was taken from West Lake. West Lake vinegar fish is delicious!"

The more Li Chengxun read, the more he liked it. He shook his head and chanted the poem: "There are green mountains beyond the mountains, and buildings beyond the buildings. When will the singing and dancing in West Lake stop? The warm wind makes the tourists drunk, and they mistake Hangzhou for Bianzhou!"

Ou Zanghua tried to refuse several times, but was interrupted by the enthusiastic Li Chengxun.

After a while, the fish soup was ready. Li Chengxun took a sip first, then threw the pot out of the cabin with an expressionless face.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"The sage said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. I didn't listen to the sage's words, which is why I have the lesson I learned today."

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Li Chengxun really left Ou Zanghua speechless this time. After they looked at each other, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Junior brother, after we get ashore, I will treat you to a meal at the West Lake restaurant. Their Song Sao fish soup is delicious!"

"Brother, what do you want in exchange for letting me go?"

In the end, Ou Zanghua still couldn't escape. Li Chengxun actually drove the boat directly into someone else's restaurant, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

With no other options, Ou Zanghua had to tidy up his clothes and follow Li Chengxun into the restaurant with elegant decoration.

After ordering the dishes, the first thing that came into view was a few graceful girls, who moved lightly and elegantly behind the half-hidden hazy curtain. As their slender hands were raised, a melodious music flowed like a stream, filling the entire space.

One of the girls started to sing: "Bai Suzhen, who lives at the foot of Mount Qingcheng, has been cultivating her body in the cave for a thousand years. Ah~~Ah~~She has gained enlightenment through hard practice and has been reborn as a human being."

The voice was gentle and delicate, like the breeze blowing through a glass cup, extremely pleasant to the ears. "When I first arrived in Hangzhou, I heard that my junior brother had composed the tanci "The Legend of White Snake" here, so I went to appreciate it, and then I fell in love with this piece of music." Li Chengxun said with satisfaction while listening to the music.

Ou Zanghua also listened carefully, especially when he closed his eyes and lay down, he felt like he was back in his previous life, lying alone in bed listening to music.

When the song was finished, delicious dishes were served.

"This is 30-year-old Shaoxing girl's red wine. Junior brother, please try it." Li Chengxun said as he personally poured a glass for Ou Zanghua.

A stream of wine flowed down, and the color of the wine was bright orange-yellow, and the aroma of the wine was rich and fragrant.

Ou Zanghua picked up the wine and took a sip. His eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that the wine was sweet and mellow, with a mild nature and a faint scent of plum.

"Good wine! Do you have any more, brother? Give me a few jars!"

"How many jars? What are you dreaming about?" Li Chengxun took a bite himself and savored it for a while before saying, "At most two jars!"

"Thank you very much, senior brother!" Ou Zanghua smiled and bowed, saying happily.

As they drank and chatted, the two were already half drunk. Li Chengxun then slowly spoke: "Junior brother, Hangzhou is now a city full of merchants and business leaders. You have to be careful."

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"What? They want to assassinate me?" Ou Zanghua smiled and asked disdainfully.

"If it was really an assassination, I wouldn't be so worried about you." Li Chengxun shook his head slightly, his tone full of trust, "Junior brother's skills may not be known by others, but as your senior brother, how can I not know? Are you satisfied with my hospitality today?"

"Delicious food, beautiful women by the side, lingering music, and beautiful words. Even though I know you so well, I can't help but think too much." Ou Zanghua looked at Li Chengxun and said calmly.

Li Chengxun stood up with a glass of wine in hand and said with a smile: "However, what we are seeing now is just a small test. The truly magnificent scene will be witnessed by you in the near future. By then, I hope you can keep your mind calm."

Ou Zanghua nodded and said with a smile: "Then just watch!"

"it is good!"

A few days later, an invitation was delivered to Ou Zanghua's residence.

When he opened it, he was immediately surprised because the signature on it was Cheng Zhirou.

Then he frowned. Who in the world doesn't know that Cheng Zhirou is Ou Zanghua's white glove?
These people actually dared to touch Cheng Zhirou, they are simply courting death!

At three quarters after 3 p.m., Ou Zanghua changed into casual clothes and took a carriage to the address on the invitation.

This is a manor with pleasant scenery. At this moment, many servants are already waiting at the door to receive guests.

Most of these people are prestigious gentry in Hangzhou. Not only do they own vast tracts of land and enjoy the rich income brought by the land, they are also very powerful in the business field. Many so-called big businessmen are just people they put forward to cover up their identities.

Among the four classes of people, scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are always at the bottom.

They are scholars who have passed down poetry and literature from generation to generation, or at the very least, farmers who have passed down farming and reading from generation to generation. They would never lower their status to become businessmen.

When Ou Zanghua's carriage appeared, many guests in the manor stood up. The owner of the manor, Shen Guangda, and a group of close friends stepped to the threshold. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, and their behavior revealed an extraordinary demeanor.

Shen Guangda raised his hands, his posture was humble and sincere, and his voice was as gentle as jade. He said: "Student Shen Guangda, along with all my friends, have been waiting here for a long time. Welcome to Lord Ou to visit my house. It is a great honor!"

(End of this chapter)