I opened a bookstore in ancient times

In the afternoon of the next day, Su Yao made an appointment with Fu Ling and Xu Ze to meet in the flower hall in the backyard.

It was the time when the sun was brightest, so Su Yao simply opened the doors and windows wide, and the sunshine poured down on the ground, and the petals of apricot blossoms, begonias and magnolias fluttered and scattered all over the ground.

On the case, there are seven or eight dishes of snacks and fruits.

Su Yao specially chose celadon dishes with lotus leaf edges. The color is light and elegant, and the shape is small and exquisite, which is suitable for decorating and entertaining guests.

Tea cakes and chicken cakes are sweet and soft, cut into small cubes, you can eat one in two bites; peach blossom cakes are still wrapped with salted egg yolk, added with red yeast rice and kneaded into five-petal peach blossoms; , crispy and crispy, the filling uses sweet and glutinous honey red beans.

The pea yellow is crystal clear and is made of bean puree and rock sugar. It is extremely sweet, glutinous and soft, and melts in the mouth.Su Yao originally wanted to use a mold to cut flowers into shapes, but later felt that it was superfluous, so she cut them into small squares in accordance with the old Beijing tradition.

On the melons and fruits, Su Yao prepared sliced ​​apples, pears, a plate of peanuts, and a plate of melon seeds.

Soaked another pot of Longjing, and filled another pot of self-brewed plum blossom wine.When talking about business, you still have to prepare some drinks for the occasion.

After tidying up properly, Su Yao looked at the big table and breathed a sigh of relief.

Guochao has a tradition of hospitality since ancient times. It doesn't matter if you have more, but if you don't show off, you will be petty.

Last time, Mr. Wednesday brought someone here, but he passed by to say something. This time, Mr. Fu and Mr. Xu are negotiating the contract clearly.

Although it is not necessary to eat, it should be placed first.

Everyone had already tasted these pastries when they came out of the pan.Cheng An ate the food made by Su Yao for the first time, but was surprised.

As expected, the eldest son has always had a poisonous eye.

Boss Su's face is already rare, he didn't expect his cooking skills to be so good.

Go up to the hall, go down to the kitchen, a serious beauty with a beautiful appearance and a wise heart.

What's more rare is that his temperament is easy-going and elegant, neither arrogant nor hypocritical.Speak gentle and polite.

And make money.

It doesn't matter if you make money or not, the Fu family is rich anyway.

Cheng An first lamented the happy life of the next few decades for his eldest son, and then secretly hid a few pieces.

Leave it to the dark guard brothers to eat.

Su Yao sat in the flower hall and waited for a while, when the backyard door rang, and Xu Ze came first.

He is dressed very differently this time.

Usually it was just clean and tidy coarse linen clothes, but this time he wore a plain dress of excellent material with wide sleeves. Although his brows and eyes were still somewhat youthful, they finally brought out the nobility and nobility of a literati.

Perhaps he has come out of the misfortune.

Ken put his heart into food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Su Yao praised him a few words, but he lowered his head slightly, showing a little embarrassment.

He also explained: "It's an appointment to go to Boss Su. If you don't dress neatly, it's in front of outsiders, and Boss Su's face will be lost."

He bit down on the word "outsider" slightly, but Su Yao didn't recognize it, just looked at him nervously, and comforted him: "Don't worry too much. Although Mr. Fu has a cold face, he is very warm-hearted, and it's not difficult say."

Xu Ze's eyes dimmed: "Boss Su...does he have a deep friendship with him?"

"The friendship is not deep."

Su Yao thought about it carefully, and then smiled, "Probably a bit deeper than ordinary businessmen."

Then I am... an ordinary businessman?

Xu Ze thought about it, but didn't dare to ask.

The spring is bright and beautiful, he looked at Su Yao's warm eyes from the bright spring, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: "I really want to see this Mr. Fu."

"I'll see you later?"

Su Yao couldn't help smiling, "What's wrong with you today?"

Xu Ze suppressed his thoughts, unable to say anything, and finally just smiled: "It's nothing, it's probably the first time I'm Boss Su's guest, I..."

Why is this kid so cautious.

Su Yao smiled, and pushed the plate over again: "I'll come here often when I'm free in the future. Mr. Zuo Fu hasn't come yet, why don't you eat something first?"

"Boss Su made it himself..." Xu Ze picked up a piece of tea cake, and before he could finish speaking, he heard someone from the backyard.

Su Yao got up hurriedly, stepped forward to greet her: "Mr. Fu is here."

Xu Ze held a piece of tea cake and stood alone in the same place, and saw a very noble figure, holding a bamboo fan, stepping in from the backyard.

The tiny flowers fell all over the man, but the man did not avoid it, but reached out and gently brushed off the bright begonias on Su Yao's shoulder.

Xu Ze's heart sank when he saw the paired figures standing side by side.

Fu Ling walked into the flower hall, and first saw a table of pastries: "Boss Su is in good health, it must have taken a lot of effort to make pastries."

Su Yao is polite: "Ordinary dim sum, poor hospitality."

Fu Ling raised the corner of his mouth: "Boss Su's doing it is unusual."

"It's Mr. Fu who doesn't dislike it." Su Yao still remembered Fu Gezi's pickiness and dared not take it too seriously.

Fu Ling smiled slightly before turning to look at Xu Ze.

Su Yao hurriedly stepped forward to introduce: "Mr. Fu, this is the painter I mentioned to you, Mr. Xu Zexu."

Xu Ze paused for a moment, suppressing his unease: "Mr. Fu is polite."

Fu Ling glanced at him slightly and nodded.

Mr. Hetai is very arrogant, and his etiquette is casual, but he is famous in Jiujing and looks old, so Xu Ze endured it.

The three were seated.

The breeze stirred the flowers and leaves of a tree.

There was silence.

Su Yao couldn't help but paused.

Why...why does this feel a bit wrong?

Over the years, Su Yao has seen all kinds of guests, aside from other things, his intuition is quite accurate.

Although I don't know the reason, Fu Gezi and Mr. Xu obviously have a different aura.

shouldn't be...

Su Yao was puzzled, but he couldn't talk about it, so he suppressed it.

Since the aura is not compatible, it is best to be less polite and settle the matter quickly.

So Su Yao smiled first, and got straight to the point: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Xu, today I entrust the big business, and we mainly discuss the share of the embroidered books."

"I've already drawn up the deed in triplicate, you two should take a look first." Su Yao took out the deed, and ink pads, paper and pens were already placed on the table.

Fu Ling picked up the deed, but didn't read it, but looked at Su Yao: "This Mr. Xu looks quite young."

Su Yao smiled: "Although Mr. Xu is not as good as the weak crown, his painting skills are passed down in his family."

Xu Ze was silent, and his tone was not very good: "Grandpa Yuanshu, taught me to paint since childhood."

Yuan Shu is already a master of the previous generation, and because he is not afraid of the powerful and upright, he is well received among scholars.

"Flowers, birds, fish, insects, and pavilions are outstanding, but the characters are not bad." Fu Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, and picked a thorn in his mouth.

Grandfather is really not good at human appearance.

What Fu Ling said was true, but Xu Ze felt offended for no reason.

He paused for a moment, and said in a low tone: "I've also read Mr. Fu's "Yun Xian Meng Yi". There are not many characters, but the fairyland and monsters and monsters are the most attractive. Xu asks himself, and he can still draw it. "

Flington sat there for a long time, and only gave a faint "hmm".

Xu Ze bit his lip silently.

Su Yao looked around and smiled busyly to smooth things over.

First promise to Fu Ling: "Mr. Fu, I will definitely show you the picture after it is completed. You are the original work, and the book will only be published after you are satisfied."

He also said for Xu Ze: "Mr. Xu's painting was shown to you the day before yesterday, and you also know it. Although Mr. Xu is young, his standard is not bad."

He said this to both sides, but both sides frowned.

Fu Ling was silent, and said lightly: "Boss Su doesn't have to be so polite. I agreed for your sake, so naturally I won't go back on my word."

Su Yao was smiling, but Xu Ze raised his eyes quietly: "I also agreed to see Boss Su's face."

Fu Ling raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then Boss Su helped you so much, Mr. Xu must not let you down."

"Of course I won't let you down." Xu Ze looked at him and said calmly, "Boss Su has treated me with sincerity, and Xu has nothing to repay."

"That's fine." Fu Ling smiled leisurely, then raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Yao, "You owe Boss Su—then Boss Su owes me."

The ending of his words was slightly evoked, and Xu Ze got angry for no reason when he heard it, and felt anxious, and immediately wanted to drag Su Yao away.

However, Su Yao didn't notice, he was so careful on weekdays, but he was very serious about these small details, and still smiled at Fu Ling: "Thanks to Mr. Fu's care, my business can run smoothly."

Fu Ling smiled.

Xu Ze barely maintained his expression.

Another gust of wind blew by, and seeing that the scene was about to be cold again, Su Yao hurriedly smiled and said, "I have drawn up a contract for the share, the two gentlemen have a look, if there is no objection, we can sign it now."

Fu Ling and Xu Ze read the contract carefully, but frowned again.

Su Yao's [-]% of the embroidered book, Fu Ling and Xu Ze's [-]% each.

Xu Ze disagreed at first: "Boss Su already bears the cost of the production, and the [-]% bonus is really too little."

Su Yao also thought it over carefully: "If my prediction is right, the embroidered book will definitely sell well, and I can earn a lot after removing the cost of production."

He smiled again: "The bookstore originally only provided a platform for gentlemen. I didn't write a single word, and I didn't draw a single stroke. It's enough to account for [-]%. The two of you are just half of each other."

Fu Ling and Xu Ze looked at each other at the same time.

Who wants to be half with him.

Xu Ze said seriously: "It was Boss Su who helped me, so I and Boss Su deserve half of each person. You and I each have [-]%."

Su Yao hurriedly evaded: "Where is the reason..."

"Boss Su is right, what's the reason for this?" Fu Ling interjected, "I just need to show the embroidery book, [-]% for me, and [-]% for Boss Su."

This is even worse, Su Yao hurriedly said: "This is even more unreasonable..."

Fu Ling interrupted: "I have money, so I don't need Boss Su to take care of it. It's fine if I don't take [-]% of it."

Xu Ze couldn't help gritting his teeth.

He couldn't say such words, he could only watch Su Yao and Fu Ling arguing.

It's hard to see.

Su Yao really couldn't resist Fu Ling. After thinking for a while, he had to test out: "I really don't need that much. If Mr. Fu insists on this, why don't you give [-]% of the profit to Mr. Xu. You and I [-]%, and Mr. Xu [-]%."

Xu Ze raised his eyes suddenly: "No."

He paused, then lowered his eyes: "I know that Boss Su has good intentions. It's just Mr. Fu's affection, I can't stand it."

"Well, I don't want to give it either." Fu Ling didn't lift his eyelids.

Su Yao: ...

Why is it so difficult to talk about?

The three of them debated back and forth for a while, and finally it was Su Yao who made the decision.[-]% for him, and [-]% for Fu Ling and Xu Ze, the same as before.

Su Yao made a final decision: "It's still up to me. It's still the same as the two gentlemen, fair."

Fu Ling and Xu Ze looked at each other, then frowned and moved away.

Su Yao stamped it: "In the future, this embroidery book will rely on the cooperation of the two gentlemen."

Xu Ze reluctantly gave a "hmm".

Fu Ling didn't make a sound.

The petals fell rustlingly, Su Yao was silent for a while.

The signing is signed, and the talk is about to collapse.

He pushed tea and smiled, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Xu, use some refreshments."

Fu Ling was full of displeasure: "Thank you, Boss Su."

It's not just something for him.

Fu Ling didn't even want to see it.

Coincidentally, Xu Ze also had the same idea.

He paused, and only said to Su Yao: "I've had lunch today, and I can't eat anymore. Come to the door another day, and try Boss Su's craftsmanship."

"Anyway," Xu Ze smiled slightly, "I live close to Boss Su. We are both in Pingningfang, just two steps away."

Fu Ling's face darkened unrecognizably.

Su Yao held on to the scene, wanting to exchange pleasantries with the two of them, but seeing that they were not interested, he had no choice but to send them away.

There was a table of refreshments, without taking a sip.

Su Yao cleaned up the table, recalled the situation just now, and couldn't help sighing, worried: Why do you think that the embroidery book will not go well?