Great Imperial Merchant

In all fairness, Yang Zhongyuan didn't have the slightest liking for Meng Tiao.I was tricked by him twice in a row, and I almost couldn't continue my business. I personally don't like such a person with no morals.

Hearing that he was cheated suddenly, although it was a little unkind, but Yang Zhongyuan felt that the sky outside was no longer gloomy, and he was a little bit unspeakably happy.

Moreover, he is not the only one who is happy.

After the diner finished speaking, the others started discussing at the same time: "Oh, you don't know, Meng Tiao's business is not good recently, and the dozens of taels of silver will not make him bankrupt, but it can also make him lose money." Heartache for a year or so. At least, he can't look at people with his nostrils everywhere he goes like before."

Another person next to him continued: "Isn't that right? I can't cook at home, and most of them eat outside. I used to eat lunch at his place. Not only is the taste of his house much worse than that of the little boss, but the attitude is also bad." , He likes to ignore everything he said, which made my husband very angry, and later he refused to let me go, so he went home and dealt with it blindly."

The young man sitting across from him raised his eyebrows immediately after hearing this: "Feelings, do you think my cooking is not delicious? If it is not delicious, you cook it. It looks like pig food, and you still criticize me."

It turned out that these two were actually a young couple. The diners burst into laughter when they heard this, and the atmosphere in the shop suddenly became lively, as if even the cold winter couldn't stop everyone's happiness.

Yang Zhongyuan watched them chatting while eating noodles with a smile, and couldn't restrain the satisfaction in his heart.

He provides a place for people who love food, so that everyone can enjoy delicious food and share happiness together. As a cook, there is nothing more gratifying than this.

In the morning, the sun was not enough, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. Yang Zhongyuan only sold [-]% of the noodles and no diners came to his door. He was happy to have a leisurely time. After the guests left, he drove Cheng Weizhe back to rest, and he went to a private room to catch up on sleep.

On the contrary, Zhou Quanxu and Xu Xiaotian had already woken up, and they were sitting together in the shop eating meat dragon and drinking porridge, the old and the young seemed to be enjoying themselves.

"Grandpa, is that Grandpa Han who came here last time the master of Uncle Zhe?" Xu Xiaotian asked while eating.

Zhou Quanxu was surprised that he still remembered Han Shiqian, so he smiled and said, "Yes, he taught your Uncle Zhe how to make tea cakes."

Xu Xiaotian nodded, half understanding. He didn't know what tea cakes were, but he knew that Cheng Weizhe was a tea seller, and frequent diners always praised him for being young and promising.

In Xu Xiaotian's little head, he felt that Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan were the most capable people in the world, so Cheng Weizhe's master should be more capable.

"Grandpa, isn't Uncle Zhe's master very powerful?" Xu Xiaotian snorted after finishing the porridge, put down the bowl, ran to fetch the clay pot, and stood on the stool to add porridge to himself and grandpa with a spoon.

Zhou Quanxu looked at him with a smile, and couldn't help but patted his head: "Xiaotian is so good. He is a very capable person, but unfortunately his luck is not good. Fortunately, you, Uncle Zhe, wanted to worship them all. The divine skill will be lost."

Xu Xiaotian patted his head obediently, and waited until all the porridge in the earthenware pot was filled, then sat back on the stool: "Grandpa, you are wrong, the lucky one should be Uncle Zhe, someone who is willing to teach his skills to be an apprentice Should be grateful."

Zhou Quanxu heard him use two idioms in succession, and almost spit out a mouthful of porridge: "Haha, Xiaotian, you can also speak idioms."

Being teased by grandpa, Xu Xiaotian felt a little embarrassed.

In fact, these idioms were taught by the former master, Xu An is not a person who can dance with words, so naturally he can't use them.But now with Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe all day long, Cheng Weizhe speaks more carefully, he is influenced by his ears and eyes, and speaks more carefully.

"Grandpa, Uncle Zhe always talks like that, why don't you laugh at him."

Zhou Quanxu laughed enough, and then said seriously: "Your Uncle Zhe was born in Juren, so of course he is full of knowledge. You will learn more from him in the future, it will be better than barely learning how to read with me."

"I'm going to learn from my grandpa. Grandpa is the most patient. The teachers in the school always call me stupid, and grandpa always praises me for being smart." Xu Xiaotian put down the bowl, looked up at Zhou Quanxu cautiously.

His appearance is exquisite and outstanding, so when Baba looks at people, he looks even more lovable. Zhou Quanxu sighed in his heart, knowing that this child is still a little sensitive, and some jokes have reached his ears, so it may turn into another kind. mean.

"Okay, as long as Xiaotian doesn't dislike me, grandpa will always teach you."

When Yang Zhongyuan woke up and got up to go to work, he saw his grandpa and grandson sitting happily in the shop and studying together.

In fact, Zhou Quanxu should read it, and then tell Xu Xiaotian word by word. The old and the young seem to be very happy.

Yang Zhongyuan wiped his face with hot water, walked over and sat beside him: "Father, you've been good lately, can you even understand thousand-character prose?"

Zhou Quanxu glanced at his son, but smiled and said nothing.

Yang Zhongyuan shrank his head, and hid aside to prepare the ingredients for noon.

After a while, Yang Zhongyuan's family heard Cheng Weizhe knocking on the shop door: "Xiao Yuan, open the door for me."

"Oh, wait a minute, forget it." Yang Zhongyuan wiped his hands hurriedly, and walked over to open the shop door for Cheng Weizhe.

"Why didn't you get more sleep? It's not time yet."

Cheng Weizhe bent over and came in, greeted Zhou Quanxu first, then patted Xu Xiaotian's head, and then said: "What are you going to sleep on? I can temporarily go to the storeroom to search for other things, but I can't invite guests to come and drink nothing."

Hearing what he said, Yang Zhongyuan kept frowning.

He knew everyone in Cheng Weizhe's shop, the ones he was most familiar with were Master Baian and the shopkeeper, and the others had spoken to some extent. They were all teahouse waiters who had worked for several years. It's a bit unbelievable.

Besides, even if the little guys are not up to the task, aren't there still two hairs?

Although Ermao is young, he is loyal to Cheng Weizhe, and he is also precocious and shrewd. It is easy to stare at those little guys in the shop.If he was there, it would definitely not make things happen.

He was thinking like this, but he didn't say anything, he just asked, "Is Er Mao not here?"

"Er Mao was sent home by me to fetch things." Cheng Weizhe whispered in Yang Zhongyuan's ear, winking.

"Oh!" Yang Zhongyuan suddenly understood that Ermao was going home to dump things for him.

After such a thing happened, it was naturally inconvenient for Cheng Weizhe to go back to the Cheng family, and the Cheng family no longer welcomed him.But he had to save face, Ermao went back to get him some winter clothes and cloaks, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and it was inconvenient for the Cheng family to stop him.

Bai Xiaozhu hasn't recovered since that illness. Although Cheng Weishu was released from his courtyard, Cheng Yao never let him go out.Bai Yousu went back to his home, because he was afraid that Bai Xiaozhu would trouble him, so he didn't come back for several days.Cheng Yao was left alone to run around for his family's business, but he was getting worse day by day.

The honesty of a businessman is the most important thing. This family looks down on ordinary people by being overrated. How much better can they treat their own nephews and their guests?

Therefore, after such a day-to-day period, not only did the merchants who cooperate with them decrease by [-]-[-]%, but even the business of their own shops dropped. Before the end of the year, their income was actually reduced by half compared to previous years. Mi Chengcang Chengcang could not be sold, and finally Cheng Yao gritted his teeth and lowered the price, which barely lasted for a while.

As for Cheng He, he has disappeared from people's sight for a long time, only Ermao occasionally went back to help Cheng Weizhe pack his things, and would find him leaning against the window of the main house in Zhuyuan, looking at Ermao coldly without saying a word.

At first, Ermao was afraid that he would find fault and refused to let him bring out his things, but later he found that he was just staring at him and sneering, so he didn't bother to talk to him, and tried his best to bring out all the things Yang Zhongyuan had described to him in his clothes.

It has to be said that although Cheng Weizhe's life in the Cheng family is not good, the Cheng family still has to save face at the very least, so he has a lot of clothes, and so many trips are enough.

This made Yang Zhongyuan happy, because he was shorter than Cheng Weizhe, so the clothes he wore when he was young were just right.Cheng Weizhe had a lot of clothes, some of which he didn't even wear, he didn't care, and happily took them away to wash them and wear them.

Seeing Yang Zhongyuan like this, Cheng Weizhe felt even more distressed, wishing he could hold him tightly in his arms, so that he could not be spoiled too much in the future.

"Speaking of which, when Ermao comes back this time, has everything been moved?" Yang Zhongyuan said while stretching the noodles.

Cheng Weizhe came back to his senses, and leaned over to touch his cheek: "Well, it's almost there, I'll keep them hidden in Xiaotian's room, safe."

Yang Zhongyuan was a little surprised at his sudden intimacy, but soon calmed down: "That's good, I'm worried about your father..."

When it comes to Cheng He, Yang Zhongyuan can only point to the end, but Cheng Weizhe doesn't care at all: "Well, he is abnormal this time. After being taught by my second uncle, he actually accepts it honestly. Even if Ermao goes back to pick up things , He didn't say a word, but he looked frighteningly thin."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't know Cheng He at all. All his knowledge of this person came from Cheng Weizhe and the rumors in the market, and he had no way of knowing anything else.

But even the sporadic things that Cheng Weizhe said filled him with hatred for this person.

After reading so much, my heart was eaten by dogs.Even illiterate beggars on the street know how to take care of their neighbors, not to mention he is a scholar.

Yang Zhongyuan frowned, and still kept some words out of his mouth.

He didn't say it, but Cheng Weizhe understood.

Cheng He is silent now, maybe he is thinking of something crazier, they must take precautions early, so as not to let him suddenly fall into the trap.

Cheng Weizhe's drooping face was covered with frost, and he hoped that this year could pass in peace.