Great Imperial Merchant

The taste of Xiaoronghua is the most unique aroma of dark tea, but in the aroma, there is a sweet fruity taste.This taste is very special, and it is hard to forget after drinking it once.

Although Yang Zhongyuan had never seen the reunion of the dragon and the phoenix, there were still some old teas from Xiao Ronghua in the imperial dining room at that time, and he was lucky enough to taste them.

But Chen tea has been around for a long time, and it is not the original Han family's kind, so the fruity taste is not strong enough. Now that he drank Han Shiqian's tea, Yang Zhongyuan realized the subtlety of Xiao Tuanyuan.

Fragrant, mellow, and beautiful, the "precious fragrance and strong fragrance" mentioned in the tea scriptures is nothing more than that.

Although Yang Zhongyuan hadn't studied seriously for many years, he knew a little better about antique jade wares than Cheng Weizhe, and he was able to pick up the conversation with Han Shiqian.

In just one morning's effort, Han Shiqian and Yang Zhongyuan became close friends.

When the two came out of Han's house, Cheng Weizhe was still amazed: "Xiao Yuan, you are really amazing. You know so many things, and you can talk to Master fluently."

Yang Zhongyuan smiled, and replied to him lightly: "You also know what my family does, and I can be regarded as being fascinated by it, and I have learned a little since I was a child. Most of what the seniors said is simple, so I can follow it."

Cheng Weizhe opened his mouth, but changed the topic: "That's right, go back to my shop to eat at noon, your hand is injured, don't get wet again."

He actually wanted to say that Yang Zhongyuan left the Yang family in his teens, no matter how hard he studied when he was a child, it was impossible for him to memorize the knowledge that was not commonly used for so long.

But when the words came to his lips, he still didn't say them.

There are some things that he can't break through if he says he can. For the sake of the two of them, he will use the gentlest way to wait carefully for the barrier in Yang Zhongyuan's heart to gradually weaken until the day he comes out on his own initiative.

For Yang Zhongyuan, he has this confidence and patience.

The two of them were talking, when they suddenly saw a gorgeously dressed young man looking around. Cheng Weizhe, as a rich man born and raised in Danluo, basically knew all the other young masters in the city, but he had never seen this one before him.

Thinking of this, Cheng Weizhe couldn't help being a little curious, Yang Zhongyuan asked him: "Why? You know him"

Cheng Weizhe shook his head, and said, "I don't know, it's just strange if I don't know."

It took Yang Zhongyuan a long time to understand the meaning of his words, so he couldn't help but glanced at the man curiously, after this look, he couldn't help but sigh: "It looks good."

Isn't that right? Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe both look good, but they are still somewhat different from the person in front of them.I saw that he was in his 20s, but he had a baby face, looking cute and young.

Since they didn't know each other, they only glanced at each other, and then passed by.

But after a while, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe hadn't walked out of Yinhong Lane, when there were eager footsteps behind them.

Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe turned their heads and saw the baby-faced young man running quickly behind them again, shouting while running: "Two strong men, please stay, please stay."

Yang Zhongyuan: ...

Cheng Weizhe: ...

The two of them glanced at each other, looking at each other suspiciously, strong man...?

Ever since they were young, the two of them have never been called this way before, and this is the first time they have been called this way, but it feels very fresh.

Thinking of this, the two stopped at the same time and looked back, seeing the baby-faced young man running towards them panting.

"You two strong... Oh, that's not right," the young man finally ran up to them, took a few breaths, and stretched out his hands to bow, "You two young masters, I made a mistake in shouting anxiously just now, please forgive me."

Yang Zhongyuan laughed out loud, and then said: "It's okay, it's okay, we can be a strong man when we talk about it! What's the matter for you to stop us?"

Speaking of this, the young man seemed a little embarrassed, his eyes drifted and he said: "It's like this. I came here in the early morning and visited a senior in the alley in the morning, but now I am going to Xueta Alley. May I ask you two to know how to get there?" ?”

Hearing the familiar place, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe looked at each other, and then Yang Zhongyuan answered: "We live in Xueta Lane. If you don't mind, young master, you can go with us."

When the young man heard that they could accompany him to Xueta Lane, his eyes were brighter than the sun in the sky: "I'm really grateful to you two. I've been wandering here for half an hour and I haven't found my way yet."

This... is this too reckless?Although Yinhong Lane is a bit winding and deep, the widest main lane in the front and back is still easy to recognize. As long as you walk along one end, you can always walk out, and you can walk here for half an hour. This young man is really good.

Seeing Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe looking at him like monsters, the young man couldn't help retorting: "The sky is bad, it's too dark, I can't see clearly."

This time, Cheng Weizhe laughed along with him. He looked up at the huge sun in the sky, and held Yang Zhongyuan's hand: "Yes, the weather is bad, Xiao Yuan, let's go home quickly."

Yang Zhongyuan's thoughts were all on that young man, and he didn't pay attention to Cheng Weizhe's movements. He just asked the young man as he walked, "Is the young master going to Xueta Lane to find someone?"

When the young man saw that they were no longer obsessed with his shortcoming of being an idiot, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said, "Thank you for guiding me. My surname is Xia, and my name is Junran, which is taken from Junziran."

Cheng Weizhe answered: "My surname is Cheng, and my first name is Weizhe. It is taken from the philosopher Wei."

Seeing that the two of them were speaking politely, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help curling his lips: "My surname is Yang, and my first name is Zhongyuan. I didn't choose a character. Because I was born on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, I was named that."

What Yang Zhongyuan said was indifferent, but it had other meanings in Cheng Weizhe's ears. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Yang Zhongyuan's head, and then said: "What a wonderful name, I like it."

In front of outsiders, Yang Zhongyuan rarely blushed a little. He pushed Cheng Weizhe, looked at Xia Junran with a little embarrassment and smiled.

Xia Junran also laughed, but changed the subject: "My partner and I are here on business. Since we only have a few days to go, we will visit relatives and friends separately today. He is waiting for me in Xueta Lane right now."

Hearing that he already had a partner, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help being a little surprised, he said: "Seeing that you are young, it is too early to want to get married."

Xia Junran was obviously often said to be young, so he smiled when he heard it, and said, "I look young, and I'm already in my twenties this year."

This is really hard to see, Yang Zhongyuan looked at his face like an eighteen-year-old, and sighed: "Then we will call you Brother Xia."

Xia Junran laughed, and said loudly: "Then I'll ask you to call you brothers."

He has a baby face, a bright and generous personality, and seems to be a very easy-going person.Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe hit it off with him, and when they arrived at the entrance of Xueta Alley, the three of them were already calling Brother Xia and Brother Yang very fluently.

The shop of Yang Zhongyuan and his wife was right in front of him. Yang Zhongyuan thought that he had made friends along the way, so he said: "Brother Xia, these two are the shops of me and Azhe. In the future, if you come, whether you are going to Azhe's house or not." Drink tea or come to my house for noodles, we invite you. Where are you going today? I'll take you there."

Seeing him so forthright, Xia Junran was also very happy, smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It's easy to say, brother Yang is a straightforward person, I'm going to Shengji, please trouble me to accompany me."

Shengji is an old sign here in Xueta Lane. Their Shengji old wine is very famous, ranking first in the entire Los Angeles County.

Hearing this, Cheng Weizhe couldn't help but a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and he quickly followed suit: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll take you there with Xiao Yuan."

Yang Zhongyuan looked back at him, turned around and started talking and laughing with Xia Junran again.

Sheng Ji was not far away, only a few shops away from Yang Zhongyuan's noodle shop. As soon as the three of them approached, they saw a tall figure standing upright at the door of Sheng Ji, looking at them expressionlessly.

For a moment, Yang Zhongyuan felt that he saw some guilt on Xia Junran's face, but he soon smiled again and shouted at the man: "Ze Ze, I'm coming."

The man cast a hard look at Xia Junran, then nodded at Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe: "Thank you both for sending Junran over here, Shang Ze will keep this kindness in his heart."

He looked serious and indifferent, but he was quite polite if he didn't want to talk. Yang Zhongyuan hurriedly said: "Meeting is fate, besides, we are also on the way."

Shang Ze took two steps forward, stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Junran to his side, clung to him firmly and did not let go: "I still have to say thank you again, otherwise, Junran might not be able to find it this afternoon."

Yang Zhongyuan wanted to laugh when he heard this, but Xia Junran snorted in dissatisfaction: "Zeze, look at what you said...I...actually know my way."

With a straight face, Shang Ze glanced at him, nodded perfunctorily: "Well, you know your way, and you have never lost your way."

In front of the two friends who had just met, Xia Junran's face darkened, he threw off his hand and entered Shengji, leaving Shang Ze standing alone, with a faint smile on his face.

He is already tall and tall, with a heroic face, but this smile is like a spring flower blooming in March, bringing a very refreshing and new idea: "I let you laugh, my surname is Shang, and Junran is from Quzhou. If you have the opportunity to go to Quzhou, we must treat you well."

At the beginning, Cheng Weizhe was just guessing, but now that he said he was from Quzhou, his guesses have deepened, and he has gradually become a little more certain.

But he didn't go up to ask directly, he just said: "Brother Shang, you are welcome, Xiaoyuan and I have a shop at the entrance of the alley, a tea shop and a noodle shop, if you and Brother Xia are free, you can go to our place time."

After hearing this, Shang Ze nodded: "Very good, very good, I will definitely go if I have the chance."

He said polite words, but his expression seemed a bit too blunt. Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe didn't talk to him anymore, they turned around and walked back.

Halfway through, Yang Zhongyuan tugged at Cheng Weizhe's sleeve: "Do you know them?"

Cheng Weizhe looked down at his hand shaking his sleeve, and felt itchy in his heart. He simply grabbed Yang Zhongyuan's wrist and dragged him into the shop.

The noodle shop was not open today, so the doors in front of the shop were all closed, and only one door was left in front. Two people walked in one after the other, and when they stood still in the room, Cheng Weizhe let go of his hands and stood face to face with Yang Zhongyuan. with.

Because the doors and windows were closed and the room was dimly lit, Cheng Weizhe suddenly thought about it. He lowered his head and leaned into Yang Zhongyuan's ear and said, "Quzhou has been a prosperous place in Daliang since ancient times. Up to now, there have been no less than ten imperial merchants, and the largest one is now." One family is the Xia family in Quzhou."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't answer. In the dark room, Cheng Weizhe only looked at his earlobe, bit by bit, it turned into a sunset glow.