Imperial Exam Daily

Yang Ye was busy with affairs in the court, Ah Xi had nothing to do on a daily basis, and he liked to go to Fuxi Zhai very much, and occasionally asked Lu Yuan to bring up the account books and count them.

He didn't pay much attention to the family's business affairs, but looking at the account books can pass the time, and secondly, it can make the shopkeepers be more diligent and honest.

It was already afternoon when I arrived at Fuxizhai today. He came here after taking a nap at home. The first floor of Fuxizhai was almost filled up with customers, and there were still several people standing at the front desk. I don’t know if they have to pay. Or buy pastries to take away.

In the crowd, Ah Xi caught sight of Young Fu Jiang Jian, he strolled up, Jiang Jian also saw him, was about to salute, but was interrupted by Jiang Jian: "There is no need to be formal outside."

"My lord is really humble."

Jiang Jian smiled and said: "It's not modest. If you salute, the common people recognize me and have to salute accordingly. Wouldn't it be disturbing to the people?"

Ah Xi frowned and smiled, "Your Excellency also came to buy Fuxizhai's pastries?"

Jiang Jian flicked his beard: "I heard from my wife earlier that there is a new pastry shop in Wenjie, and the pastries are very delicious. No, I will buy some with her when I assign the old man to go down."

Seeing the soft smile on Jiang Jian's face, Ah Xi must have thought that Mr. Shao Fu is also a family-loving and wife-loving person.

"The relationship between Mr. Jiang and his wife is really admirable."

Jiang Jian laughed loudly: "The old man was thinking about the stall selling cold skewers on the side street. It would be perfect to have some wine on this day, but unfortunately there are more people at the cold skewers stall than Fuxizhai. You have to queue up, come here and then go there to specify that it’s sold out.”

A Xi glanced at Lu Yuan, who was still busy paying the bill, and he was afraid that there would be some waiting for Jiang Jian, so he said, "It's better for Mr. Jiang to sit in the private room upstairs, and let the servants buy cold for you." string?"

"No, you don't know how many people there are there, and then let the servants bask in the sun for nothing."

"It's okay, just wait for a while, sir."

The hospitality was hard to come by, so Jiang Jian had no choice but to follow Axi to the private room on the third floor.

But half a quarter of an hour later, Xiaoer brought in cakes and drinks, which were rose cakes that Axi had always liked, and sour plum juice that he loved to drink recently.

Jiang Jian lamented that the efficiency of this private room was higher, and there was food as soon as he sat in. Fortunately, he was still waiting in line for a long time.

Axi handed Jiang Jian the pastry list of Fuxizhai, and asked him to choose: "Are there any rose cakes and egg yolk pastries?"

Xiao Er said respectfully: "There are still, but the quantity is not much, I wonder if the guest officer wants to give you a private room or take it away?"

Jiang Jian was puzzled: "Can you take it away? Then take away ten of them, and take two or three of each of the other signature pastries."

There were enough drinks on it, Jiang Jian guessed that Ah Xi would not be able to finish it, it would be a pity to waste it, so he drank his red bayberry juice cheekily, the boiled red bayberry juice was filled with honey, and it was chilled, one mouthful would be enough to dry it down for half a day A cup is a great way to quench your thirst.

He said with emotion that the conditions in this private room are good, not only do you not need to queue up, but you can buy as much as you want.

"The old man heard that the private room in Fuxizhai is extremely difficult to book. Members are required on the third floor. How did you book the private room?"

Axi added another glass of bayberry juice to Jiang Jian, and said, "It was ordered by my husband. If Mr. Jiang wants to entertain friends at Fuxi Zhai in the future, I can ask my husband to book a private room for you."

Jiang Jian smiled softly: "Yang Ye has some skills, and he treats you well."

At this moment, the servant girl who went to buy cold skewers came back with a food box.

Jiang Jian didn't hide his love for cold skewers. When he saw the food box, he couldn't wait to open it. When he saw two plates of cold skewers inside, one plate of meat and one plate of vegetarian food, he stroked his beard cheerfully: "That's it!"

"I can also let the old guy come and have a drink or two at night."

"If Master Taifu likes it, just send me a few calls and let my husband give it to you."

Jiang Jian withdrew from the joy: "How did you buy this?"

Ah Xi didn't hide anything from Jiang Jian: "This is a small stall at home. My eldest brother has a shop in Wenyang County. Not long ago, he sent his family's merchants to the capital. Because of the high real estate prices of the shop in Kyoto, we had to pay for it first." Small stalls for sale."

Jiang Jian was very surprised, but felt that it made sense. If it wasn't for his own small stall, how could he be able to buy it so quickly? Now he is lucky.

"The stall's products are good. Now that the business is so hot, it won't take long for the shop to be sold."

"Borrowing the auspicious words from the adults."

After Jiang Jian happily left with two food boxes, Axi stayed in the private room for a while, watching the sun get low before going back. When he returned to the mansion, Yang Ye happened to be back, so he told Yang Ye Today's matter.

Yang Ye didn't show much surprise. Today, he has dealt with the affairs of Shang Shang. Just now when he came back from Xia Chao, he made a special trip to the side street. There were two rows of queues for cold skewers, and the business was booming. It's not surprising that Jiang Jian heard the wind and went back to buy it. After all, he saw that there were two eunuchs mixed in the line to buy cold skewers.

On the contrary, Ah Xi knows how to do things, and he knows how to do it without his prompting.

Later, when Qi Fu came back from collecting the stall, Yang Ye wanted to ask for the account when he had free time. The stall was set up for nearly half a month, and excluding the cost of materials, he actually made nearly a hundred taels in just ten days. silver!

Although Yang Ye knew how to make money, he never imagined that the consumption power of the capital was so high.

A Xi said: "Most of the diners in Wenyang County buy cold skewers in dozens of sticks, the quantity is scattered and small, and they are sold cheaply in the county. Now the diners in the capital buy one food box and one food box. , naturally want to earn more."

Yang Ye embraced Ah Xi, feeling good: "In this way, we will be able to open another shop within three months, and we can also hire two more people at that time."

Qifu was also very happy when he heard the words, he would not have to be exposed to wind and rain when the market was out of the shop, and he would not be so tired if the manpower was increased, and there would be people at his disposal.

Axi gave Qifu some reward money, which should be the reward for working hard these days.

Holding the bounty money, Qi Fu repeatedly thanked Axi and Yang Ye.

"Okay, let's go down."

Qi Fu took the money, but never went out: "Master, husband, I have something to report."

"When closing the stall today, someone stopped me, intending to buy the secret recipe for cold skewers at a high price."

Yang Ye frowned: "Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know, I just said that the secret recipe is not for sale. The man told me to think about it carefully. He will come again at the same time tomorrow, and I will give him an answer then."

Yang Ye narrowed his eyes and said, "Understood, I will go there in person tomorrow."

After Qi Fu went out, A Xicai said: "People in the capital are too quick to make up their minds. It has only been open for a few days now, and they can't hold back."

"Everyone wants to get a piece of the coveted things. Cold skewers are a small stall. Others think they are easy to handle, so naturally they want to get them quickly." Yang Ye said: "Don't worry, I will go to find out tomorrow I have a bottom in my heart."

The next day, Yang Ye returned home, changed into casual clothes, and went to the side street. When cold skewers were sold, he looked at several familiar servants, who seemed to belong to officials, and asked him to order them one by one. He couldn't tell the difference, and he was afraid of being recognized by the servants, so he went into a small mutton noodle shop and ordered a bowl of haggis noodle.

There are only five or six tables in the small shop, and there are only a few customers in it at the moment. The waiter brought up a bowl of mutton soup sprinkled with chopped green onions, and said: "Guest officer, wait a moment, the customer in front also ordered haggis. Rice noodles, wait a while."

Yang Ye is also easy to talk: "It's not in the way."

But he was a little strange. Haggis rice noodles were obviously not popular in the past. I remember that there was a mutton rice noodle shop in Wenyang County back then. Every time he went to eat, most people ordered mutton. Rarely I saw some haggis. The haggis in the shop was not processed very well, and the taste was a bit strong, but every time he ate it, he ordered spicy peppers, and he didn't feel the taste when he stewed it.

Xiaoer explained this: "In the past, there were really not many customers ordering haggis, but since the stall selling cold skewers at the bottom opened, the haggis noodle in our shop has become easier to sell."

"I didn't buy cold skewers when I came in line, and I've thought about my appetite, so I came to our shop and ordered a haggis rice noodle. I asked for some spicy stew to eat, just like what you ordered."

Yang Ye smiled, but didn't answer. After talking for a long time, it was still cold to drive the business of the surrounding stalls. This kind of thing happened before when they set up stalls in Wenyang County.

It's just that the cold skewers in Wenyang County are not like the ones in the capital where you can't buy them while queuing up.

He paid the money first, and then ate the rice noodles slowly, looking at the cold skewer stall, where the hot rice noodles were served with mutton soup. Seeing that the people in the shop were lonely, they just sat there and didn't leave. The sun was hot outside and it was even hotter.

At about four o'clock, he saw a sedan chair parked in the side street near the alley, and no one came out until the cold string shop was sold out and the diners dispersed, Qi Fu packed up his things and pushed When the car was about to leave, someone came out of the sedan chair.

It's not that enemies don't get together, Yang Ye got up and saw Song Yiyu.

"Seller, have you considered what I asked you yesterday? This is our young master. Considering your hard work in setting up a stall every day, our young master can give you another 50 taels of silver on top of the price we said yesterday." The servant of the Song family threatened He lured and said: "More than 200 taels of silver is enough for you to buy a small shop in the capital and marry a wife. Compared with being exposed to the scorching sun, it will be much more comfortable."

Even Qi Fu knew that it was a little contemptuous of him to get rid of him for more than 200 taels of silver. He could earn a hundred taels in half a month. You can earn the price given by this man in a month, not to mention that the master is unwilling, even a servant with narrow vision like him will not be willing.

"Young master, this prescription is not mine, but our master's. I am a helper who is not qualified to buy and sell prescriptions. Even if I want to sell, I don't know what the prescription is."

Song Yiyu sneered: "What a cunning street vendor."

No wonder I called my servant yesterday and couldn't get it done, so I asked him to do it myself: "I'll give you another 50 taels!"

"Even if you add another 500 taels, I can't make the decision."

After saying that, Qi Fu was about to push the cart away, when suddenly several servants of the Song family who carried the sedan chair stood in a row and blocked his way.

"Since you are doing things for the master, then who is your master?"

Before Qi Fu could answer, Yang Ye came down from the rice noodle shop: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Song? What's the matter? Did you lose your temper when you couldn't buy anything and wouldn't let the peddler go home?"

"It seems that Mr. Song really likes to be domineering on the streets of Beijing."

Song Yiyu saw who was coming, and he was furious. If it wasn't for him, Yang Ye, he wouldn't have been sued by Jiang Jian, causing him to be confined at home by his father for a long time. Now that his father took a fancy to this small stall, he was thinking about it. Behave well, never want to meet Yang Ye again.

At present, Yang Ye is a sixth-rank official, and he has no official position, so he has to salute him with a smile, which really annoys him: "Master Yang laughed, but I heard that the food here is delicious. I love to eat, so I just came to see it this morning, but unfortunately it was sold out, I just wanted to stop the hawker and ask if I can buy it, and when will it open tomorrow."

Yang Ye dragged his tone: "So that's how it is~ But since Mr. Song is out to buy food, why bother to put up such a big battle to scare the hawkers? Not to mention the damage to Mr. Song's reputation, but Mr. Song has to run around to avoid rumors."

Song Yiyu's face turned blue: "Master Yang is really warm-hearted. He even asked about our Song family. It seems that he is at leisure."

"I'm a small official of the sixth rank, just do my job well, I can't make the decision if I don't have a leisurely life in the court." After speaking, Yang Ye said: "Then I will take my leave first."

Hearing that Yang Ye was about to leave, Song Yiyu felt a little more at ease. He would naturally be able to do things easily without anyone being an eyesore, but before he could be happy in the future, he heard Yang Ye say to the peddler: "Qi Fu, hurry up and leave."

Yang Ye took two steps and seemed to think of something again, turned his head to Song Yiyu who was about to stop Qifu and said, "By the way, our family's recipes are really not for sale, Mr. Song is generous, our little Tan'er can't bear it."

Song Yiyu's back stiffened, and he said something was wrong. Why did Yang Ye know the name of the peddler? It turned out to be his Yang family's property, and his face turned blue and red immediately. Sour and poisonous: "Master Yang really has a leisurely mood, and he is willing to lower his body to set up a stall."

"Mr. Song is serious. You are willing to put yourself down to buy it. Why am I ashamed to sell it?"

Song Yiyu felt ashamed, and yelled at his servant with a cold face: "What are you doing, don't leave!"

Seeing the sedan chair swaying away from the side street, Qi Fu said cheerfully: "Your Excellency is still amazing, and he dismissed this young master with a few words."

Yang Ye said: "This is Song Yiyu, the son of the University of Song's family. I kicked the iron plate here this time, and I will have to go back. Be vigilant when you set up a stall. Don't let them take advantage of it to make a fuss."

Qi Fu responded sternly......

Inside the Song Mansion.

Song Tingyou just heard from the housekeeper that the young master went out to run about the stall, and he felt relieved, then saw Song Yiyu come back with a face on his face, and Song Tingyou immediately knew that the matter had not been completed.

"The peddler won't sell it?"

Song Yiyu sighed and shook his head.

"I didn't feel envious when I drove it to 300 taels. There must be someone behind me."

"Father predicts things like a god, but who is behind the hawker?"

Song Tingyou's old face was unpredictable: "Could it be that he belongs to the son of the world?"

In the capital city, Shizi's property is large, and most of the tea in the capital is supplied by him. It is not surprising that some surprises come out from time to time, but Yiyu went to buy Fangzi, wondering if he would offend Shizi.

But Song Yiyu replied angrily: "That's not the case, that stall was actually opened by Yang Ye!"

Song Tingyou breathed a sigh of relief, but his face collapsed: "Yang Ye? Are you serious?"

"How could it be a lie? I went to stop the peddler today and happened to bump into Yang Ye. He admitted it himself."

"It's him again!" Song Tingyou pressed his palm on the corner of the table.

He had complicated emotions in his heart. There was resentment that he had blocked the back road too much and missed a talented person, and he was annoyed at that girl Sun Liaoran who didn't know what to do. Now he can't recruit people. These resentments The anger can only be thrown on Yang Ye.

"Since he doesn't want to sell it, it's fine. It's just an unremarkable stall selling some shabby goods, just for the sake of ordinary people. Anyone who is decent will not buy it. It won't make a lot of money." Said. After finishing, he felt puzzled again: "You ask Miao Miaoshao to associate with that Sun Liaoran more, so as not to acquire bad temper."

Song Yiyu glanced at his father leisurely, but he didn't dare to intervene.

A few days later, on the seventh day of July, Qifu reported to Yang Ye that he had received a big order. A senior official wanted to order cold skewers for a birthday celebration at home. He wanted [-] catties of cold skewers at one time. Ye want to take it.

Yang Ye heard from the people in the Imperial Academy that it seemed that the envoys were enlisted to celebrate their fiftieth birthday, and the emperor deliberately gave gifts to congratulate them. Nowadays, those who order cold skewers are the Canlings.

"Pick it up, why don't you pick it up." It's much more convenient if you don't need to wear strings for [-] catties at a time.

On the second day, when he came back from court, Axi handed him an invitation card. Unexpectedly, the ginseng leader, who had never been sociable, would think highly of him as a sixth-rank official, and even he was included in the invitation.

Since the invitation was sent and there was no enmity between the two, Yang Ye planned to prepare a generous gift tomorrow and go to the banquet.

Originally, he wanted to take Axi along with him, but he was afraid that there would be something wrong with the crowd, so he had no choice but to go alone.

The banquet was held in the evening, and the invited officials changed into their normal clothes after the court, and all went to the mansion of the leader.

When Yang Ye came down from the sedan chair, he saw many sedan chairs parked outside the Canling mansion, big or small or luxurious, and it was very lively. Outside the mansion, just a few or three chatted.

Although the Martial Officer is over fifty years old, the spirit of a martial arts practitioner is always better than that of a literati. Today, he is overjoyed, and his face is even more rosy, and he warmly welcomes the guests in at the door.

After reviewing the invitations and presenting the gifts, Yang Ye, an official who had been in office for less than two months, had no friends to chat with, so he went into the mansion with a short body. Everyone was taken aback for a moment, then as if they had nothing to do with each other, the younger generation saluted the older generation, and each walked away.

But how much I don’t want to see each other, I will be pulled together, the location of the dinner is arranged, the military officer knows that the civil servants and the military officials have always been at odds, so they don’t let the civil servants and the military officials sit at the same table, and the two sides are separated, Yang Ye and the high-ranking and powerful Mr. Song sat at a table.

Due to the face of the people at the table, although the two of them are in conflict with each other, they still maintain a state of discord between face and heart, but they have not escaped the confrontation after all.

The incident started with a plate of dishes. The dish with orchid background was placed on the table by the maid, and it happened to contain cold skewers bought from Yang Ye's stall. Cold skewers came out.

On weekdays, you might not be able to buy food when queuing up, but just like this, being bought by the leader for a table and a plate, the adults naturally have to politely praise the leader for his great skills and connections, who knows that these words have touched Song Tingyou's displeasure scale.

Originally, seeing Yang Ye was invited to the banquet was not happy, but now the people at the table are still praising how delicious the cold skewers are, and how capable the attendants are, and they are even more unhappy, and Dang even said coldly: "It's just some Commonly seen food, things sold by small stalls, Wu Canling actually put them on the dinner party, it is really simple."

The people at the table fell into silence when they heard the words. At this time, the Minister of Rites laughed and said: "Your official sees that this dish is very suitable for drinking. I think Wu Shenling also wants to prepare a banquet for the military officers. I heard that Mr. Shenling The family treasures good wine, and good wine naturally needs to be accompanied by delicious appetizers."

Song Tingyou didn't go down the ladder: "Only those rough-skinned military officers don't care about anything, and these things can be eaten."

When Yang Ye saw Song Tingyou say this, the grown man who was putting a piece of hairy belly in his mouth gave a noticeable meal.

"As the saying goes, stir-fried radishes have their own preferences. If Mr. Song doesn't like it, just leave the chopsticks alone."

Song Tingyou glanced at Yang Ye: "Of course, this old man doesn't know how to use chopsticks. The imperial court orders the officials to eat these foods. If the common people look at it, they may think that the imperial court will not issue monthly silver."

"Master Song said this, as if the cold skewers were so difficult to eat, the old man went to line up to buy them two days ago, but seeing that the second lady of the Song Mansion also asked the maid to go, I don't know that the Song Mansion bought food to reward the servants food?"

"What's wrong with this cold skewer? Although the ingredients are a bit disdainful, but the street vendors make it this way, the taste is really good, and the price is also affordable. People and wealthy businessmen can buy it. The emperor advocates not to treat things with outdated ideas. How can Mr. Song How can Sheng be so strict with a hawker's food?"

Originally, he wanted to insult Yang Ye, but in the end he was angered by the public and caused a commotion. Song Tingyou couldn't express his anger, so he glared at Yang Ye and closed his mouth.

Yang Ye took a sip of the soup, and was so happy that he almost couldn't hold back the spout. The anger of being dumb a few days ago and being dealt with ten days of official duties disappeared in an instant when he saw Song Tingyou's face.Thinking about coming to Song Tingyou, he was so angry that he couldn't help but want to secretly tease him at other people's banquet, but in the end he offended a whole table of people.

He was thinking that if this word reached the ears of the officers again, he really wondered if the civil servants and military officials would fight.Watching the excitement is the most enjoyable.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-2618:18:52~2020-06-2721:03:56期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Muzhi, one of the mountains and rivers is safe today;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of silence; 2 bottles of Jiang Cheng who can't learn; 1 bottle of the tenth year of the rabbit waiting for the tree, poke poke, and orange;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!