Imperial Exam Daily

"Brother Yang? Why are you here?"

Yang Ye looked at Mr. Li who came forward, and laughed: "Of course, money is tight when we come here. But I never thought that Baofeng Bank is the property of Young Master Li's family."

Li Cheng shook his folding fan and sat down next to Yang Ye: "Okay, don't embarrass me. It's hard for the county school to have a day off, so you don't have to listen to Mr. Xu's nagging, but when you go back, you are driven to the bank again."

"The family is big and the business is big, so it is necessary for Brother Li to put in some thought."

As he spoke, Yang Ye pointed to Yang Cheng: "This is my elder brother, Yang Cheng."

He tilted his head and said again: "Brother, this is Li Cheng, a friend who went to school with me in the county."

After the two parties met face to face, Li Cheng and Yang Ye chatted for a few words, and then called the manager of the bank: "This is my friend, so I will take care of it."

Li Cheng stood up: "Brother Yang, I have other things to do, so I have to go first."

Yang Ye also got up and bowed, watching Li Cheng walk a few steps and then back, said: "If you want to thank me, then ask your husband to bring me a dumpling when delivering meals. But don’t give it to me, give it to you.”

After saying that, he left quickly, Yang Ye had no choice but to laugh.

The manager of the bank took a look at Yang Ye, and said respectfully, "Mr. Yang, this way please."

The two brothers were led to the private room alone, so they didn't have to wait in line.

Yang Ye borrowed 150 taels from the bank and expected to pay it back in three months. When he was calculating how much he would have to replace it with, he was told by the manager of the bank that the money was borrowed for free.

"Young Master seldom introduces friends, and he has never specifically explained who to take care of. Since Young Master has opened his mouth, it must be this arrangement. Mr. Yang must accept the bank note."

Yang Ye took the silver ticket and thanked him politely. He didn't expect Li Cheng to arrange it like this. It's no wonder that he just said something like that. It's not in vain for the two of them to spend so much time in the county school. Brothers and sisters.

He was in a very good mood.

After leaving Baofeng Bank, Yang Cheng said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be so generous. Thanks to the fact that you have made some friends in the county town, it is much more convenient for you to do things."

"In the past, I only knew that Li Cheng's family background was good, but I didn't know that he was in the business of a bank." The silver bills were swirling in his hands every day, so it's no wonder that this man is always generous with his hands, and he also has some hobbies that ordinary sons don't have: " If we knew about it earlier, we wouldn’t have to bother to inquire about the bank.”

"Then we have to thank him well. You can see how to thank Mr. Li."

"Brother, don't take this matter to heart, Li Cheng is a casual person, I will go to the county school and bring him some pastries from Fuxizhai, and if the shop comes out with new pastries, I'll just send them to him first. "

Yang Cheng nodded: "Then do as you say."

After getting the money, the matter of Yipinxiang can be regarded as a thing of the past, but Yang Ye is still busy. This time, Yipinxiang has to be reorganized and opened, and the sign over there is replaced by Fuxizhai. Those who are diligent have to be diligent, taking advantage of the next taste of incense this time, he decided to launch a new pastry to make the atmosphere more noisy, and the business will be better in the future.

Although there are many merchants now that Fuxizhai bought the next Pinxiang, but after all, the public diners don’t know, they only know that Yipinxiang is closed, and they have to act fast, otherwise diners will subconsciously feel that Yipinxiang has closed down in the future If you don't open the door, you will lose the advantage of a time-honored brand.

Seeing Yang Ye returning to the shop, Ah Xi said, "Wen Xiucai came here before, and left with a basket of salted duck eggs."

"Did he come to see me for something?"

"It's, it doesn't seem like something's going on. It's like coming to the county to buy something. Come by."

Yang Ye nodded. This month, the imperial court distributed silver and rice grains to Lin Sheng. He has a tael of silver, and Wen Han needs a little more. It's normal to come to the county to buy some things during the holidays. He has a heart. When he was in school, he saw him serving salted duck eggs for dinner. He praised the deliciousness, and he took it to heart before thinking about it, and even sent a basket.

Axi went to the house to wash the clothes that Yang Ye had changed two days ago, and led him to have a look at them. The duck eggs were all plump and cleaned. It was very pleasing to look at: "It's good to cook some at night." good."

Yang Ye saw that Ah Xi was holding the clothes, and wanted to take them by himself: "I just wash it myself, and I didn't see what time you were free all day."

Ah Xi, however, held onto the clothes and did not let go: "Washing and cooking are, originally, what I should do."

"The water is too cold. I have nothing to do right now. You can cook and I'll wash it." Yang Ye was taken care of by Axi in daily life, and he hadn't done these chores for many days. Ah Xi had done so much, he always felt guilty in his heart, and reached out to get the clothes, but Ah Xi was not happy, and a piece of paper slipped out of the clothes during the stalemate between the two.

A Xi glanced at it hesitantly, then knelt down to pick it up: "This, what is this?"

Yang Ye's brows tightened, and he remembered that it was a poem he wrote down in class a few days ago, and felt a little embarrassed: "It's nothing, it's just a poem copied in the school."

He wanted to take it back, but Axi lost his temper and hid the folded paper behind his back: "Yes, is there anything I can't read?"

Yang Ye smiled helplessly: "There's nothing you can't see."

It's just a bit like writing a love letter for the first time and being bumped into by your sweetheart before handing it out, so it's hard to avoid opening your mouth.

The two had been together for a long time, and Ah Xi rarely saw Yang Ye in a hurry, so he was naturally curious about the content in the paper industry, but he didn't dare to disobey Yang Ye's intentions, so he slowly opened the paper when he saw that he really agreed.

There are only two lines in it: Yiyan drinks, grows old together with the son, and the piano is in the royal court, so it is good to be quiet.

He urged Yang Ye to read and write every day, and he recognized his handwriting at a glance, and his long eyebrows moved in an unreadable way: "Aye, who is this writing for?"

Yang Ye touched Axi's head, slightly surprised: "Do you know what these two lines of poetry mean?"

"Could it be that Ah Ye thinks that I don't know what it means, so he can just put it in his sleeve openly and give it to the lady who knows poetry?"

"Why, I wrote to you."

But Ah Xi refused: "Since Ah Ye knew me early and I don't understand the meaning of this poem, why did you write it to me?"

Yang Ye was speechless, one head and two big ones, it was hard for this little brother to fight, he hurriedly coaxed: "I just thought of our family's Axi when I was reading poems, and thought of our peaceful life. Shun Shun, I felt that this poem was very suitable for the occasion, so I wrote it down on a whim, I didn't think so much to make you unhappy."

Ah Xi was in a better mood, he folded the manuscript again, and said in a low voice, "Ah Ye thinks that I, I am too ignorant."

Yang Ye hugged him up: "It's nothing, I like children who are sensible or not."

Ah Xi buried him on his neck and didn't speak any more, but he still had to think a little more in his heart. After all, he was a scholar. After he broadened his horizons, he always wanted to be able to rival him. The scholar is so elegant, and there are people in the county who can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting There are so many young ladies, Yang Ye must be somewhat moved when others in the school talk about it.

With his current state, there was really no place for Yang Ye to take action. Thinking about it this way, he was a little discouraged after all.

At night, I cooked a pot of porridge at home and ate salted eggs from Wenhan. The eggshells were pried open, and the egg whites tasted moderately salty, but nothing special. It's sandy, just like the little finger's egg faints in the mouth, and the strong smell fills the whole mouth.

The quality of salted eggs often depends on the yolk. Without that kind of craftsmanship, you really can't make this taste.

Originally, I saw Wen Han carrying a salted egg every now and then, the days were too cold, but I enjoyed eating the salted egg very much, I tasted it carefully today, it was really worth enjoying.

Yang Ye ate two salted eggs in a row and drank three bowls of porridge before resting. When he was full, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He didn't know what new cakes to put on the shop. Now eating this salted egg yolk is so delicious, Why not have an egg yolk cake?

As soon as the idea came out, he felt that it was very suitable, so he handed over Yipinxiang's follow-up work to Yang Cheng, and he ran for the new pastry.

When he returned to the county school, Wen Han was very happy to hear that the Yang family liked the salted eggs made by his mother. His mother knew this craft, and she would be very pleased if she could get other people's appreciation.

Yang Ye said: "I want to discuss a business with Brother Wen."

"Talk about business with me?" Wen Han was a little amused, their Wen family was poor, and they really didn't know what business they could talk to Yang Ye about.

"Yes, Fuxizhai is preparing new cakes. I have tasted that Lingtang's salted duck eggs are really good. Let's see if I can get goods from you to make cakes on a regular basis."

It's good to have business to do, but Wen Han is still puzzled: "The salted duck eggs and pastries don't go together at all, how can we make pastries?"

"Fuxizhai makes pastries, and has its own way to turn salted duck eggs into pastries, so I asked Brother Wen if he would like to cooperate with me." Yang Ye said in a persuasive way: "If Brother Wen is willing, I can use ten pieces of salted duck eggs for fifteen fen Buy at the price of duck eggs."

Wen’s family has ducks, and they raised these ducks to sell them so that Wen Han can save some money for his studies. There are more than a dozen ducks that can lay eggs, but it’s a pity that duck eggs are not as easy to sell as eggs, so they can’t be sold. Most of the duck eggs were collected by Mrs. Wen and made into salted duck eggs, because he was going to study in the county town and eat his lunch in the county town. Over the years, there were no good things at home, so he had to bring salted duck eggs or ordinary duck eggs instead. eat.

Mother Wen has been making salted duck eggs for a long time, but she has her own experience, so the salted duck eggs become better and better.

Now, if he could sell the salted duck eggs to Yang Ye, it would not only relieve the family's plight, but his mother would be happy if she could find something to do, but Wen Han didn't believe that salted duck eggs could be made into pastries to exchange value. Take care of their home and help around the corner.

"Brother Wen, if you are afraid that Lingtang will be too tired, you can ask him to do less. I will just take less salted duck eggs at a time. If more people are not allowed to taste such a good craftsmanship, it will be a waste of money. Besides, the provincial examination is too late. , I have to prepare some money, Brother Wen, can't you still trust me?"

Wen Han hurriedly said: "Brother Yang is serious, how can I not trust you, I'm just afraid that Brother Yang will spend money."

Yang Ye understood Wen Han's meaning, and said with a smile: "It's a waste of money, it's a matter of mutual benefit, Brother Wen, go and discuss it with Ling Tang, when the new pastry is ready, you will be the first to try it, see See if I get paid."

Wen Han cupped his hands: "Then the younger brother would be more respectful than obedient."

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