Great Imperial Merchant

After he finished speaking, he stared at Han Shiqian earnestly, his face full of sincerity.

When he and Yang Zhongyuan discussed leaving Danluoyi, the two of them discussed this issue. One was afraid that Han Shiqian would not be taken care of when they left, and the other was really reluctant to leave this elder with both ability and political integrity.

However, they all know how difficult it is to get Han Shiqian to agree to leave Danluo.

The ancestors of the Han family were natives of Danluo. They have been rooted here for a hundred years. From having nothing to being famous in the world, the Han family has a special affection for Danluo.The same is true for Han Shiqian who grew up in Danluo since childhood.

What's more, the ancestors of the Han family were all buried in the Han family cemetery in Qili Village. If Han Shiqian left with them, there would be no one to do the sacrifices every Qingming Festival and ancestor worship on New Year's Day.

For Han Shiqian, the last heir of the Han family, the cemetery where the ancestors are buried is a symbol of the glorious past of the Han family.

Every family ancestor in it has contributed to Han's ordering tea, and they cannot do without worship.

But Han Shiqian really likes the two children Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan. Selfishly speaking, he also wants to leave with them.Cheng Weizhe hadn't finished learning his skills, and the big tea house he once said hadn't been built yet. After all, Han Shiqian was a little unwilling to spend his life doing nothing like this.

The century-old foundation of the Han family can be said to have been destroyed in his hands. Will he see the day when Han's tea cakes and tea-ordering skills will flourish again?

Han Shiqian didn't know, and Cheng Weizhe couldn't promise it with empty words.

He has been a man of his word since he was a child, and he will readily agree to what he can do, but if there is a little risk, he will not promise it casually.

For a moment, the air on both sides seemed to freeze. Yang Zhongyuan stood behind Han Shiqian. He couldn't see Han Shiqian's expression, but he could clearly know how tight his shoulders were.

Master must be entangled in various ways, Yang Zhongyuan knows it, and Cheng Weizhe knows it too.

Therefore, after being silent for a long time, and Han Shiqian failed to give a clear answer, Cheng Weizhe said again: "Master, if you stay here, you can indeed worship the ancestors every day, but the craftsmanship handed down by the ancestors will also be destroyed. Bury it. Master, the disciple is useless, I have worked hard for more than a year, but I have not learned [-]% of the master's skills, leaving here, I am ashamed to say that I am your personal disciple."

"But master, I want the Han family to pass on this craft. In the future, when I have a child with Zhongyuan, I will choose a person with outstanding qualifications to follow your surname. The incense of the Han family will not end with you. Master , you can go with us."

After he said that, he was almost begging.

But Han Shiqian lowered his head and didn't say a word.

He didn't look at his apprentice, but stared at his own hands.

In the past, he also made such a famous tea cake as Dragon and Phoenix Reunion; once, he brought Dragon and Phoenix Reunion and Xiao Ronghua to Beijing in a daze, and in the end the young man won the favor of Emperor Wen with these two specialty tea cakes. He was appointed as the royal tea merchant by the emperor.

Since then, the Han family's career has finally stepped into glory.

Year after year, Dragon and Phoenix Reunion has always been the royal tea cake, and their teahouses have also opened all over the counties of Beidi, becoming a well-known golden signboard of Beicha.

It was probably because he was young, and it was probably because that person was really good at acting. Later, he was blinded by love and brought disaster to the Han family.

How tragic.

His father and father passed away one after another, and he was extremely sad.The tea tree was destroyed, and he was powerless.The teahouses of the Han family were closed one by one. He finally sold the ancestral house of the Han family and moved to Yinhong Lane alone to hide from the world.

But 20 years later, a vigorous young man knocked on the door of his courtyard that had been silent for a long time.

To be honest, Han Shiqian was really moved at that moment. Did he think about revitalizing the Han family?He thought about it, day and night, but in the end, after waking up from the dream, those thoughts gradually faded away.

Therefore, at that time, he pretended not to be there and did not answer the door.

But that young man was too persistent, he would run out of his yard every now and then, telling him all kinds of interesting stories about Danluo, and telling him his desire to learn tea.

Day by day, month by month, year by year, Han Shiqian's long-quiet heart was finally touched by him. On a sunny morning, he opened the brown door.

Just as he thought, Cheng Weizhe looked like a handsome and cheerful young man.

However, after a while, Cheng Weizhe outside the door suddenly opened his mouth wide, stared at him in surprise, and couldn't speak clearly: "Han...Han, Han, Senior Han?"

"It's me." Han Shiqian smiled at him, as if an iceberg had melted, removing all the barriers between the two.

The fate between people is sometimes so wonderful and so joyful.

There are successors and continuous inheritance is what every craftsman looks forward to most.

Cheng Weizhe was probably the only young man in Danluo who knew who he was, and he was so outstanding, so smart, and so sincerely wanted to learn his craft.

At that time, Han Shiqian let him into the house almost without thinking, but afterwards, he tested him very seriously for a long time.

Cheng Weizhe is really excellent, no matter what he learns, he is so natural and quick, he is smart, sensible, and considerate.Mingming is not very old, but he has already learned to take care of his master and be filial to his elders.To have such a person as an apprentice, Han Shiqian now thinks that he is really lucky.

When the accident happened that year, he felt that the sky was gray, and even the bright sunshine could not make him feel warm.

But now, after more than [-] years, he has slowly settled himself, and gradually learned to cherish every day life.

After both his father and father died, he was left with only himself. If he couldn't even live a good life for himself, what face would he have to visit his ancestors after a hundred years?

The appearance of Cheng Weizhe, like the brightest light in summer, brought his whole life back to life.

I don't know whether it was this apprentice who saved him, or whether he comforted Cheng Weizhe whose father had just passed away.

Han Shiqian lowered his head, and was full of thoughts for a moment.

He didn't speak, Cheng Weizhe didn't get up, and Yang Zhongyuan stood obediently behind him, watching the pair of master and apprentice silently.

For a while, the backyard was quiet, only the occasional wind that passed through brought people a little bit of autumn chill.

At this moment, a somewhat gentle voice said: "What else is there to consider? The ancestors are all dead, but the apprentice is alive. Whether you will follow us or not depends on your words."

These words were a bit outrageous, but unexpectedly, Han Shiqian was awakened by the voice, and looked up into the back room.

I saw a tall and thin middle-aged man standing straight in front of the door of the back room. He looked about the same size as himself, but his temples were grayed early. He spoke very sharply, but his face was surprisingly kind.

But what he said next, he couldn't answer half of what Han Shiqian said. He only heard him say: "Look at you, you are already 50 years old, why are you still wandering around like a stupefied young man? You just have to ask yourself Heart, do you want to go with Wei Zhe? If you think about it, we can talk about other things, if you don’t want to, just stay here, what’s the trouble?"

Han Shiqian still stared at him blankly, without saying anything.

But Yang Zhongyuan suddenly came back to his senses, and hurried over to pull him: "Oh, Dad, it's all about Master Han and Ah Zhe, you go into the room and rest, talk nonsense."

Zhou Quanxu glanced at his son, but did not continue to say anything. Just when he was about to turn around and go back to the house, Han Shiqian stopped him: "My brother, you are right, I am narrow-minded. I have lived most of my life. It’s not as free and easy as the children, I’m here to say thank you.”

After he finished speaking, he first helped Cheng Weizhe up, then cupped his fists and bowed deeply to Zhou Quanxu.

This time, it was Zhou Quanxu who was taken aback by him, and hurriedly said: "Oh, why are you polite, a family...a family!"

He just said that because he kept Cheng Weizhe on his knees, felt sorry for the child, and was dissatisfied with his hesitation as a master.But Zhou Quanxu was not a tough person after all, now that the other party had thanked him, he immediately felt embarrassed, lowered his head and did not speak again.

When Han Shiqian heard Yang Zhongyuan call him dad just now, he felt a little funny in his heart. He felt that his character was more straightforward than the two children, and he was still under the control of his son.

But Zhou Quanxu had already given him the steps, so he closed his eyes and collected himself, and then said to Cheng Weizhe, "Weizhe, I will leave with you as a teacher. You don't need to let the children have my surname, as long as my family's craftsmanship can be passed on. , as a teacher, you can live up to the inheritance of your ancestors."

"Master!" After hearing his words, Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan both cried out in surprise.

After Han Shiqian figured it out, he seemed to be as clear and wise as before. He asked everyone to sit around the round table, and then said: "I'm getting old, and I wanted to live in Danluo, but later I accepted Wei Zhe to do it. Disciple, but I also know that I am not reconciled. Wei Zhe, speaking of this, I should thank you as a teacher."

Ever since Cheng Weizhe found out that he was willing to leave with him, he was already so excited that he was so excited. This time when Han Shiqian said this to him, it took him a long time to realize it, and said word by word: "No, master, can this disciple It is my lifelong honor to be under your sect."

The master and apprentice finished speaking one after the other, and then suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

Han Shiqian usually looks like an immortal scholar, but he is as innocent as a child when he laughs. Yang Zhongyuan saw the two of them laughing for a long time, so he shook his head.

But Zhou Quanxu had no choice but to ask him in a low voice: "Xiao Yuan, is this a master of tea art?"

Yang Zhongyuan was about to answer him, but unexpectedly, Han Shiqian gradually stopped laughing, stood up and bowed to him solemnly: "Hi, my brother, I haven't introduced myself yet, my surname is Han, and my name is Shiqian. I am Wei Zhe's master."

He was so serious, Zhou Quanxu had no choice but to stand up, and saluted him back: "Brother Han, hello, my surname is Zhou, and my name is Quanxu. I am Xiao Yuan's biological father."

They saluted politely and got to know each other's names with smiles on their faces, but their inner thoughts were very different.

Zhou Quanxu thought: This man is really hesitant.

Han Shiqian thought: This brother is open-minded and straightforward.

Miaozai Miaozai, it's really interesting.