Great Imperial Merchant
Chapter 037 Farce
Probably because he was not in the shop all the time, Yang Zhongyuan didn't answer him for a while.
Seeing that the store owner was knocked down by his one-word question, the big man was quite proud and said: "I said, you young man, if you open the store, you should open it well, and it doesn't matter if the things are not clean."
Hearing his words, and because the meat worms on his chopsticks were as solid as a mountain, all the diners turned pale, and even the guests outside who were about to come in stopped to watch.
For a moment, the noise in this small noodle shop seemed to be silenced by something, and no one spoke.
Although Yang Zhongyuan was a little absent-minded just now, he is not stupid. At this moment, he still can't see that he is being framed.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become serious, and asked reflexively: "Guest officer, although my small noodle shop has only been open for a few days, do I do business with conscience? Everyone has experienced it. How many times I wash the dishes and vegetables, everyone can see it. What you said just now, do you mean that my money is not clean?"
The big man is also eloquent, but it doesn't match his simple and honest face: "Little boss, you are not very old, but you can speak very well. Yes, you wash your hands, everyone can see it, but I really like it." I ate meat worms, what do you think of this?"
Fortunately, Zhou Quanxu's health is not very good today, and he has been lying in the house and has not come out. If this happens to him, he must not quarrel with others in person.
Yang Zhongyuan knew that he was deliberately finding fault, but he really didn't pay attention to the situation in the shop at the time, and he didn't know if it was the man who did it himself, but no matter how bad he was, he could still pat his chest to ensure that his face was absolutely fine. .
"Guest officer, both of you and I know what's going on. I can swear to God that there will be no problem with my face. Can you?" In front of so many guests, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't speak directly. He came to make trouble, so he could only say such a sentence after holding back for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the big man didn't like him at all, and said with a sneer, "The shopkeeper is so harsh. In fact, everyone in the neighborhood knows that your food is very good, but my bowl of noodles is the only one that has a problem. We It's understandable to compare your heart with your heart, and I can understand when people make mistakes."
After he finished speaking, he did not give Yang Zhongyuan a chance to retort: "Also, I can swear on my conscience that I am absolutely not telling lies. This bug was eaten from your face."
Seeing that his attitude was very determined, Yang Zhongyuan knew that he had encountered a problem. He saw that the diners both inside and outside the house were looking at him with strange eyes, and he screamed inwardly.
This is because someone is trying to punish him. At this time, no matter how much he quibbles and how nicely he speaks, it is useless.
All he can do now is to let things go quickly and figure out what's going on.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhongyuan tried his best to put a smile on his face: "Guest officer, we don't say who is right or wrong, but my house is open for business, and all the rice and noodles are picked by myself. I believe that some customers The official has seen it before, and I served the chicken soup in this cauldron to my father, do I even cheat my father?"
When the diners heard what he said, they all remembered the scene where he cooked for his family in the front.
If the kitchen is not clean, which store will let the family eat dirty things?
Yang Zhongyuan's words were on point, he already had a clear conscience, and he spoke loudly, some diners saw that the man was strange, and they thought about it.
Seeing that many diners picked up chopsticks one after another, the man became anxious immediately.
Who is Yang Zhongyuan? He has been in Yong'an Palace for 14 years, from the lowest rank of a small palace man to the highest rank of chief steward.In the years when he was in charge of the imperial dining room, there were thirty or forty palace people in the entire imperial dining room, and none of them was disobedient.
Seeing that the man hesitated at this moment, Yang Zhongyuan added a bit of anger: "Guest officer, you don't look like our neighbor in Xueta Lane, you just came from the outer city?"
The big man heard him directly explain his background, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Why, you Danluo city people still want to bully the country people?"
When he said this, he was tacitly acquiescing to Yang Zhongyuan's words. A smile slowly emerged on Yang Zhongyuan's face. He squinted his eyes and looked cunning and wise: "It's summer, you must choose to walk under the shade of a tree." , It is not impossible for one or two small meat worms that only exist in trees to fall on the shoulder."
This sentence is completely his bold guess.
When he just reacted, he guessed that this person was hired by other people in Xueta Lane to make trouble, because it was a disturbance, and he would definitely not use the familiar faces that are common in Xueta Lane, so the rest are only people from outside the city .
There are many villages and counties around Xueta Lane, and it is not tiring to walk into the city. It is hot in summer, but everyone will go to the shade of the trees.
Sure enough, when he said these words, the big man froze immediately.Originally, he seized the opportunity by taking advantage of Yang Zhongyuan's dazed effort, but he really didn't expect that Yang Zhongyuan was so capable that he guessed the matter very closely.
After all, this big man is an ordinary farmer in the outer city village. He used people's money to do things. He seemed a bit tough at first, but he softened his tone after being forced back by Yang Zhongyuan's few words.
"Eh, I really didn't notice this, shopkeeper, I'm sorry, this is the noodle money, I won't eat the rest." Seeing that Yang Zhongyuan's attitude was very firm, and the other diners looked at him suspiciously, The big man finally couldn't bear it any longer, and even spoke back to the country dialect, dropped a dozen copper coins and walked away in desperation.
Seeing that he was gone, Yang Zhongyuan felt relieved. He reluctantly smiled at the diners who looked at him sympathetically, turned around and started to work again.
He was in a turmoil right now, one was because Cheng Weizhe hadn't returned yet, and the other was because he felt that this matter was not that simple.
Although he only sells one kind of chicken soup silver noodles, the store has been open for more than ten days, and the business has always been booming. Basically, the chicken soup can be sold out every day, and the noodles bought before the store opened have long been used up. Yesterday he Just went back to buy another batch.
If there are more people eating noodles here, the number of diners at other food stalls on this street will inevitably decrease.Ever since he came up with the idea of opening a shop, he had thought that there would be a day when no one knew better than himself whether his own craftsmanship was good or not.
But he really didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
When he only had one kind of main noodle and no other meals, he was being watched, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
With such shallow eyelids, you still want to do big business to squeeze others?It's ridiculous.
Yang Zhongyuan laughed in his heart at the person who was looking for someone to find fault with him, but his eyes were watching the diners who were eating from time to time.He saw that their eyes were somewhat uncomfortable, and a small number of people also accelerated the speed of eating noodles, so he couldn't help but sighed.
Even if he had blocked the man back with words, the diners should eat dirty food after all.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhongyuan had an idea, and while no one came to the door, he cooked a bowl of noodles for himself.
The bowl of noodles he made for himself is no different from other people's. The ingredients are the same and the pots and stoves are the same. After the pot, he quickly started to eat.
Seeing him eating happily, a few customers asked him: "Little boss, how do you feel about eating the noodles you made yourself?"
Yang Zhongyuan smiled and said: "I got up early in the morning, and I'm already starving to death. If I say that I eat what I make, I probably don't feel as satisfied as seeing my family eat happily. But the food is my own. I made it, and while I was eating it, I would think 'Oh, I'm so good', haha, I laughed at it."
He is young and has a handsome face. Every time he smiles, his pair of phoenix eyes look like crescents at the end of his eyes. He is a very good-looking young man.
While saying witty words like this, the whole person looked more cheerful than usual, and the atmosphere in the store eased up again for a while, and the diners were no longer so quiet, and they began to talk to Yang Zhongyuan out of nothing.
Some asked him what kind of dishes he could cook, and some asked him where he learned this skill. Yang Zhongyuan said the words he made up earlier with a smile, and immediately won the sympathy of more people.
A young man lost his father and couldn't live in his hometown. He left his hometown and brought his father who was seriously ill to beg for a living. This experience sounds very touching, and he looks very honest, so the diners praised him one after another. Below money left.
When everyone was gone, Yang Zhongyuan also put down the bowl of noodles in his hand. He suppressed all his expressions, and finished washing the bowls and cleaning the table by himself.There is only so much he can do today. I just hope that people who didn't know the situation in the store at that time would not hear the rumors, and the business in the store will not plummet.
But the wish is beautiful, but the reality is always very cruel.
When it was noon, Yang Zhongyuan looked at the few diners in the store, and still felt that he underestimated the speed of spreading rumors among the common people.
Sometimes, the truth of the facts is not important, what matters is what people want to hear.
The situation at that time was indeed that person finding fault, and many diners also saw it, but they couldn’t help the outsiders to be confused about the situation. For a small matter, A told B, and B added embellishments to C and D. What happened in the first place was covered up in all kinds of rumors.
At noon that day, Yang Zhongyuan only sold ten bowls of noodles, because there were not many bowls, so he quickly finished the follow-up work, and then wandered alone to the medical center to get the next stage of medicine for his father.
During this short journey, he heard five or six different stories from various shops about the difference between himself and the worm.The most bizarre thing is that some people said that the big man was the eldest brother in his hometown, and he came here specially to ask his father for the precious inheritance left by the elders, and then he was not angry, so he poisoned that man...
Poison?This story was made up a bit too much. Although Yang Zhongyuan thought that some people would believe it, he saw a ghost, but the cold business at noon was true.
It is unbelievable that such false rumors are believed.Yang Zhongyuan sighed in his heart, and finally realized that the real purpose of the person behind the scenes was actually based on these rumors.
It was because he underestimated the enemy, the people in the palace demanded to be cautious in their words and deeds, they only dared to say a few words in secret about many things in private, he had been away from the outside world for too long, after all he underestimated the strength of the common people.
Yang Zhongyuan turned his head to look at the shop blankly, but he happened to see Meng Tiao smiling comfortably in his overcrowded shop.
He turned his head away, a glint of ice flashed in his eyes, and he was thinking about how to solve this matter.
Isn't it just rumors?You can do it, so can I.
Seeing that the store owner was knocked down by his one-word question, the big man was quite proud and said: "I said, you young man, if you open the store, you should open it well, and it doesn't matter if the things are not clean."
Hearing his words, and because the meat worms on his chopsticks were as solid as a mountain, all the diners turned pale, and even the guests outside who were about to come in stopped to watch.
For a moment, the noise in this small noodle shop seemed to be silenced by something, and no one spoke.
Although Yang Zhongyuan was a little absent-minded just now, he is not stupid. At this moment, he still can't see that he is being framed.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but become serious, and asked reflexively: "Guest officer, although my small noodle shop has only been open for a few days, do I do business with conscience? Everyone has experienced it. How many times I wash the dishes and vegetables, everyone can see it. What you said just now, do you mean that my money is not clean?"
The big man is also eloquent, but it doesn't match his simple and honest face: "Little boss, you are not very old, but you can speak very well. Yes, you wash your hands, everyone can see it, but I really like it." I ate meat worms, what do you think of this?"
Fortunately, Zhou Quanxu's health is not very good today, and he has been lying in the house and has not come out. If this happens to him, he must not quarrel with others in person.
Yang Zhongyuan knew that he was deliberately finding fault, but he really didn't pay attention to the situation in the shop at the time, and he didn't know if it was the man who did it himself, but no matter how bad he was, he could still pat his chest to ensure that his face was absolutely fine. .
"Guest officer, both of you and I know what's going on. I can swear to God that there will be no problem with my face. Can you?" In front of so many guests, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't speak directly. He came to make trouble, so he could only say such a sentence after holding back for a long time.
Unexpectedly, the big man didn't like him at all, and said with a sneer, "The shopkeeper is so harsh. In fact, everyone in the neighborhood knows that your food is very good, but my bowl of noodles is the only one that has a problem. We It's understandable to compare your heart with your heart, and I can understand when people make mistakes."
After he finished speaking, he did not give Yang Zhongyuan a chance to retort: "Also, I can swear on my conscience that I am absolutely not telling lies. This bug was eaten from your face."
Seeing that his attitude was very determined, Yang Zhongyuan knew that he had encountered a problem. He saw that the diners both inside and outside the house were looking at him with strange eyes, and he screamed inwardly.
This is because someone is trying to punish him. At this time, no matter how much he quibbles and how nicely he speaks, it is useless.
All he can do now is to let things go quickly and figure out what's going on.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhongyuan tried his best to put a smile on his face: "Guest officer, we don't say who is right or wrong, but my house is open for business, and all the rice and noodles are picked by myself. I believe that some customers The official has seen it before, and I served the chicken soup in this cauldron to my father, do I even cheat my father?"
When the diners heard what he said, they all remembered the scene where he cooked for his family in the front.
If the kitchen is not clean, which store will let the family eat dirty things?
Yang Zhongyuan's words were on point, he already had a clear conscience, and he spoke loudly, some diners saw that the man was strange, and they thought about it.
Seeing that many diners picked up chopsticks one after another, the man became anxious immediately.
Who is Yang Zhongyuan? He has been in Yong'an Palace for 14 years, from the lowest rank of a small palace man to the highest rank of chief steward.In the years when he was in charge of the imperial dining room, there were thirty or forty palace people in the entire imperial dining room, and none of them was disobedient.
Seeing that the man hesitated at this moment, Yang Zhongyuan added a bit of anger: "Guest officer, you don't look like our neighbor in Xueta Lane, you just came from the outer city?"
The big man heard him directly explain his background, rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Why, you Danluo city people still want to bully the country people?"
When he said this, he was tacitly acquiescing to Yang Zhongyuan's words. A smile slowly emerged on Yang Zhongyuan's face. He squinted his eyes and looked cunning and wise: "It's summer, you must choose to walk under the shade of a tree." , It is not impossible for one or two small meat worms that only exist in trees to fall on the shoulder."
This sentence is completely his bold guess.
When he just reacted, he guessed that this person was hired by other people in Xueta Lane to make trouble, because it was a disturbance, and he would definitely not use the familiar faces that are common in Xueta Lane, so the rest are only people from outside the city .
There are many villages and counties around Xueta Lane, and it is not tiring to walk into the city. It is hot in summer, but everyone will go to the shade of the trees.
Sure enough, when he said these words, the big man froze immediately.Originally, he seized the opportunity by taking advantage of Yang Zhongyuan's dazed effort, but he really didn't expect that Yang Zhongyuan was so capable that he guessed the matter very closely.
After all, this big man is an ordinary farmer in the outer city village. He used people's money to do things. He seemed a bit tough at first, but he softened his tone after being forced back by Yang Zhongyuan's few words.
"Eh, I really didn't notice this, shopkeeper, I'm sorry, this is the noodle money, I won't eat the rest." Seeing that Yang Zhongyuan's attitude was very firm, and the other diners looked at him suspiciously, The big man finally couldn't bear it any longer, and even spoke back to the country dialect, dropped a dozen copper coins and walked away in desperation.
Seeing that he was gone, Yang Zhongyuan felt relieved. He reluctantly smiled at the diners who looked at him sympathetically, turned around and started to work again.
He was in a turmoil right now, one was because Cheng Weizhe hadn't returned yet, and the other was because he felt that this matter was not that simple.
Although he only sells one kind of chicken soup silver noodles, the store has been open for more than ten days, and the business has always been booming. Basically, the chicken soup can be sold out every day, and the noodles bought before the store opened have long been used up. Yesterday he Just went back to buy another batch.
If there are more people eating noodles here, the number of diners at other food stalls on this street will inevitably decrease.Ever since he came up with the idea of opening a shop, he had thought that there would be a day when no one knew better than himself whether his own craftsmanship was good or not.
But he really didn't expect this day to come so quickly.
When he only had one kind of main noodle and no other meals, he was being watched, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
With such shallow eyelids, you still want to do big business to squeeze others?It's ridiculous.
Yang Zhongyuan laughed in his heart at the person who was looking for someone to find fault with him, but his eyes were watching the diners who were eating from time to time.He saw that their eyes were somewhat uncomfortable, and a small number of people also accelerated the speed of eating noodles, so he couldn't help but sighed.
Even if he had blocked the man back with words, the diners should eat dirty food after all.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhongyuan had an idea, and while no one came to the door, he cooked a bowl of noodles for himself.
The bowl of noodles he made for himself is no different from other people's. The ingredients are the same and the pots and stoves are the same. After the pot, he quickly started to eat.
Seeing him eating happily, a few customers asked him: "Little boss, how do you feel about eating the noodles you made yourself?"
Yang Zhongyuan smiled and said: "I got up early in the morning, and I'm already starving to death. If I say that I eat what I make, I probably don't feel as satisfied as seeing my family eat happily. But the food is my own. I made it, and while I was eating it, I would think 'Oh, I'm so good', haha, I laughed at it."
He is young and has a handsome face. Every time he smiles, his pair of phoenix eyes look like crescents at the end of his eyes. He is a very good-looking young man.
While saying witty words like this, the whole person looked more cheerful than usual, and the atmosphere in the store eased up again for a while, and the diners were no longer so quiet, and they began to talk to Yang Zhongyuan out of nothing.
Some asked him what kind of dishes he could cook, and some asked him where he learned this skill. Yang Zhongyuan said the words he made up earlier with a smile, and immediately won the sympathy of more people.
A young man lost his father and couldn't live in his hometown. He left his hometown and brought his father who was seriously ill to beg for a living. This experience sounds very touching, and he looks very honest, so the diners praised him one after another. Below money left.
When everyone was gone, Yang Zhongyuan also put down the bowl of noodles in his hand. He suppressed all his expressions, and finished washing the bowls and cleaning the table by himself.There is only so much he can do today. I just hope that people who didn't know the situation in the store at that time would not hear the rumors, and the business in the store will not plummet.
But the wish is beautiful, but the reality is always very cruel.
When it was noon, Yang Zhongyuan looked at the few diners in the store, and still felt that he underestimated the speed of spreading rumors among the common people.
Sometimes, the truth of the facts is not important, what matters is what people want to hear.
The situation at that time was indeed that person finding fault, and many diners also saw it, but they couldn’t help the outsiders to be confused about the situation. For a small matter, A told B, and B added embellishments to C and D. What happened in the first place was covered up in all kinds of rumors.
At noon that day, Yang Zhongyuan only sold ten bowls of noodles, because there were not many bowls, so he quickly finished the follow-up work, and then wandered alone to the medical center to get the next stage of medicine for his father.
During this short journey, he heard five or six different stories from various shops about the difference between himself and the worm.The most bizarre thing is that some people said that the big man was the eldest brother in his hometown, and he came here specially to ask his father for the precious inheritance left by the elders, and then he was not angry, so he poisoned that man...
Poison?This story was made up a bit too much. Although Yang Zhongyuan thought that some people would believe it, he saw a ghost, but the cold business at noon was true.
It is unbelievable that such false rumors are believed.Yang Zhongyuan sighed in his heart, and finally realized that the real purpose of the person behind the scenes was actually based on these rumors.
It was because he underestimated the enemy, the people in the palace demanded to be cautious in their words and deeds, they only dared to say a few words in secret about many things in private, he had been away from the outside world for too long, after all he underestimated the strength of the common people.
Yang Zhongyuan turned his head to look at the shop blankly, but he happened to see Meng Tiao smiling comfortably in his overcrowded shop.
He turned his head away, a glint of ice flashed in his eyes, and he was thinking about how to solve this matter.
Isn't it just rumors?You can do it, so can I.
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