Great Imperial Merchant

When the visitor saw him staring at him in a daze, he couldn't help being a little surprised. When he looked carefully at Yang Zhongyuan's face, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face: "Xiao Yuan...is that you?"

His voice was much lower than when he was young, and the low and shallow voice came out of his throat, bringing bursts of warmth.

Yang Zhongyuan stood in the same place watching him, thinking in his heart that the children in Zongjiao had also grown into handsome and promising young people. Mature and firm, but still will not take away the friendship they once met when they were young.

Just like Yang Zhongyuan recognized Cheng Weizhe at a glance, and Cheng Weizhe also thought of him at the first sight.

That "Xiao Yuan" shout is the best reward for childhood.

After 14 years, Yang Zhongyuan returned home. His father had passed away, his father had not seen him, his elder brother didn't want to see him, and he didn't even let him into the house. Although he didn't care on the surface, he was very sad in his heart.

However, there is still such a person who can call him by his childhood nickname just by looking at him.

Yang Zhongyuan felt that his eyes were a little wet. He grew up noisy and awkward with him when he was young, and he hadn't seen him for more than ten years. Cheng Weizhe was still the son of Cheng's parents, but he had become a passerby that his relatives didn't recognize.

Yang Zhongyuan wanted to smile at Cheng Weizhe, but he also knew how ugly his expression would be if he smiled.

"It's me, Ah Zhe, it's me."

Cheng Weizhe took two quick steps and came to Yang Zhongyuan. He carefully looked at his childhood playmate in front of him, trying to find out from his face the past of his disappearance over the years, but Yang Zhongyuan looked too calm, and the years only added maturity to his face. The lines, so that he could not see the slightest clue.

"Xiao Yuan, where have you been all these years?" Cheng Weizhe wanted to reach out to touch his head, but he didn't raise his hand in the end.

Yang Zhongyuan was born in the same year as him, and his birthday was early, so he took the name of his elder brother.Yang Zhongyuan was very short when he was a child, so in Cheng Weizhe's mind, he disappeared for more than ten years. During Cheng Weizhe's long growth process, his thin and small figure was always recalled.

Time seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye, two people met on the street full of people, one grew up to be a tall and handsome son, and the other became a handsome and stable young man, the 14 years that disappeared seemed so light, but so cruel.

Yang Zhongyuan was in a daze, and he asked, "What did my father say back then?"

"Uncle said that you were seriously ill and went to Qingtan Academy for recuperation. Are you well now?" When Yang Zhongyuan disappeared inexplicably, this childhood playmate who had to fight with him every day was the most uncomfortable, so The reason Yang's father said back then was deeply rooted in his heart, and he couldn't forget it for more than ten years.

Yang Zhongyuan laughed in a low voice, lowered his eyes, and replied steadily: "It's better now. I was not in good health back then, and the scenery of Qingtan was beautiful and pleasant, and the doctors in the academy were also famous, so I went there."

This matter is actually very flawed. Although Qingtan Academy is famous for its beautiful scenery and medical science, it will not allow a student to spend more than ten years in the academy for medical treatment. I don't go home to visit during the holidays, and there is no one at home to take care of me.

For this reason, the young Cheng Weizhe believed it.Later, when he grew up, he knew a lot of things and understood a lot of truths, and he realized that this was just an excuse from the Yang family.

And where Yang Zhongyuan really went at that time, no one still remembers.

except him.

Seeing that Yang Zhongyuan didn't want to say anything, Cheng Weizhe didn't ask any more, just followed his words and said with a smile: "Xiao Yuan, do you want to leave this time?"

Yang Zhongyuan raised his head, stared at his smile and remained silent.

He knew that his current reaction was too strange, but he still couldn't help but look at Cheng Weizhe's extremely cheerful smile.In all fairness, although Cheng Weizhe is tall and handsome, with a bookish air about him, he is not that peerless handsome man.

But the way he smiles makes people happy for no reason. No matter when he was a child or now, Yang Zhongyuan likes his smile very much.

Seeing that he just stared at him without speaking, Cheng Weizhe kept the smile on his face, but couldn't help asking him: "Xiao Yuan?"

Yang Zhongyuan was brought back to his senses by his deep voice, and hurriedly turned his face to answer: "I'll settle here first, and I'll leave when Dad recovers."

What he said was very vague, Cheng Weizhe suppressed his smile, frowned and asked: "Is Uncle Quan sick? I'm really sorry, I have been busy with the business of the shop these years, and I really don't know that Uncle Quan is not in good health. If I know , I will definitely go see him."

Yang Zhongyuan shook his head, and only said: "My son is not by his side, so don't say such things."

Cheng Weizhe wanted to say something more, but was reminded by the servant behind: "Boss, the sun is shining, let's go to the shop..."

"Hey, I haven't seen Xiao Yuan for a long time, and I forgot that we were standing on the street talking, let's go, Brother Zhe treats you to a cup of tea." Cheng Weizhe looked up at the sky, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to lead Yang Zhongyuan to the tea shop.

Cheng Weizhe grabbed his wrist suddenly, Yang Zhongyuan felt awkward, but he didn't break free from the hot temperature on his wrist, but followed him into the teahouse without saying a word.

Perhaps because of the 14-year estrangement, now that Yang Zhongyuan looks so silent and stable, although Cheng Weizhe is a little uncomfortable, he feels sad and distressed for him in his heart.

He was used to being his younger brother to fight with him when he was young, and he knew better than anyone how naughty and arrogant he was when he was a child.

What happened to him all these years to make him like this?Cheng Weizhe's heart was overwhelmed, and the words came to his lips several times, but he didn't say anything.

Cheng Weizhe dragged Yang Zhongyuan into the tea shop like this, and several guests sitting in the tea shop drinking tea and listening to books greeted him with smiles: "Boss, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"You're here again. Recently, new tea has been served in the shop. If you don't mind, I invite everyone to have a cup." Cheng Weizhe greeted the guests with a smile while pulling Yang Zhongyuan to the backyard.

The guests who saw them saw them holding hands, and Yang Zhongyuan looked awkward again, so he teased and said: "Oh, little boss, are you going to invite us to a wedding wine? You really don't have to pick your appearance."

It's no wonder the guest said that, Yang Zhongyuan was half a head shorter than Cheng Weizhe, and he was more handsome than him, and now he was walking behind him with a muffled sound, but it seemed to be the same thing.

But these words seemed to have touched some vague thoughts of Cheng Weizhe, he glanced at Yang Zhongyuan cautiously, seeing that he didn't seem to respond, he quickly explained to the guest: "Don't talk nonsense, big brother, this is my younger brother, he came to play. "

After he finished speaking, he seemed afraid of hearing the guests continue to make fun of him, so he hurriedly dragged Yang Zhongyuan to the backyard.

His tea shop is not too big. Apart from two brick houses in the backyard, there is only a small middle courtyard. Because of the tea shop business, a lot of tea leaves are drying at the moment, and it looks full.

Cheng Weizhe was familiar with the road, and led Yang Zhongyuan into one of the rooms, and the servant behind him brought in a pot of hot tea quickly, and then quickly backed out.

"Taste it, this year's new snow buds are very sweet." Cheng Weizhe's hands are slender and white, and his gestures of pouring tea are elegant, as if he is very skilled.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't pick up the teacup, he just asked: "Azhe, I remember that your family is a rice shop, why did you start a tea shop? Or..."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't continue to speak, but Cheng Weizhe understood it.

Their Cheng family is the largest rice shop in Los Angeles County, and they have branches in various places. Cheng Weizhe, a serious and serious son, should inherit the rice shop's business no matter what, instead of being in a civilian area like the north of the city. Open a tea shop.

Cheng Weizhe laughed, but replied lightly: "It's hard to explain it in words, don't you think it would be good to open a tea shop?"

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Yang Zhongyuan didn't force it. His heart moved, he thought about it and said frankly: "I sold the shop next to yours, and I will take my father to move out after a while. The big boss will help you a lot."

Cheng Weizhe was a little surprised for a moment, but he quickly came back to his senses, nodded with a smile and said, "I told you that you are my younger brother, so it's only natural to help you when the time comes. The doctor at the hospital at the end of this alley is very skilled. Well, when the time comes, you and I will accompany Uncle Quan to check the pulse, maybe we will be fine after taking some medicine."

brother?The corner of Yang Zhongyuan's mouth raised a smile, he took a sip from the purple sand teacup, and the new tea was indeed very sweet and delicious, so he said: "Okay, Ah Zhe, I will trouble you then."

Seeing him smiling, Cheng Weizhe felt quite happy, and finally couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile: "Why are you being polite to me, don't you remember when you were a child and chased after me with a runny nose and called Brother Zhe? "

"I didn't! Don't talk nonsense." Yang Zhongyuan heard that he seemed to be going to tell all the scandals of his childhood, so he quickly stood up to scare him, then turned and walked out of the room.

Cheng Weizhe didn't know why he was so upset all of a sudden, so he had to stand up and follow behind him: "Okay, Xiao Yuan, I'm just kidding you."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't turn his head back, but only replied in a low voice: "Azhe, I still have something to do at home, and I will be busy with things in the shop in a few days."

"Xiao Yuan...are you in such a hurry?"

"Well, I'll go first, thank you for your tea," Yang Zhongyuan paused, then turned his head and said, "I'm very happy to meet you when I come back."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Cheng Weizhe's urgency, and went straight out of the tea shop, and walked to the vacant shop next to him.

Maybe because he was familiar with Yang Zhongyuan's character, Cheng Weizhe didn't chase him out, but Yang Zhongyuan was relieved.

He stood at the door of the shop and looked in. He saw that it was empty and there was nothing left, but he was thinking about other things.

He was probably five years old that year. Cheng Weizhe led him on the first day of school. They were about the same age. Cheng Weizhe was enlightened early, so he was always tolerant and caring for him in school, unless he was so angry that he was absolutely unacceptable. will fight him.

He was still young at that time, and once was tricked by his classmates to chase after Cheng Weizhe and call him brother Zhe, saying that in the future the two of them would take the exam together and become a high-ranking official.

He doesn't really remember the past of those years, but he only remembers what happened that day. He remembers Cheng Weizhe flirting with him at that time, saying that he should study hard and study hard.

Yes, Cheng Weizhe was good at learning since he was a child. He studied harder than anyone in the school. During these years, every time Yang Zhongyuan thought of him, he always thought that he had become an official somewhere to benefit the people.

But now, Cheng Weizhe is making a living in such a small shop, and he has never read a book. In other words, he knows almost nothing about Zhe Ye Jing Shi Zi Ji, and he is a thoroughly rude person.

Yang Zhongyuan laughed in a low voice, the oath he made when he was young was just a joke when he was ignorant.

It can't be true, and reality doesn't allow them to call the shots.