Great Imperial Merchant

As soon as he spoke, Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan knew who he was asking.

The guest was in his thirties, his name was Big Brother, and his surname was Han, so he was naturally Han Shiqian.

But knowing that Gui knew, Yang Zhongyuan's expression didn't change at all after hearing his words, the smile on Cheng Weizhe's face remained the same, and both of them looked very calm.

Cheng Weizhe said: "Guest officer, there is no guy named Han in Fumanlou, did you remember the wrong place?"

They didn't admit it directly. After all, Han Shiqian had experienced such things in his early years. He had been reclusive all these years, and he was afraid that he would not let anyone recognize him.

Another one, this person looks handsome, but they are really not sure what kind of person he is.It would be bad if something got into trouble with Master.

The more you say the more you make mistakes, the less you say the less you make mistakes, so the two of them simply stopped talking and just looked at the man and smiled.

Seeing that the two of them were so cautious, the man in Tsing Yi was also a little surprised.In his opinion, young people in their twenties have grown up, but they are still very young. These two children are extremely rare.

Thinking of this, his expression became even more relaxed: "You don't want to say it, and I won't force you. Brother Han has always liked quietness. Even when his family was still prosperous, he didn't like to go to noisy places."

Han Shiqian really doesn't like excitement, he would rather drink tea and read at home alone than go out.

But this simple sentence doesn't mean anything. Yang Zhongyuan heard it and said: "I'm really sorry, the person the customer is looking for is really not in our shop. You may as well go back and ask again, don't miss it."

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head and sighed suddenly: "If he was here, he would come out when he saw my appearance. If he hasn't shown up until now, he must not be here. How about the two little bosses help me with a sentence, My surname is Gu, my name is Hanting, I am from Quzhou, I will come again at this time tomorrow, if Big Brother Han is willing to see me, please invite him to come and have a talk."

Gu Hanting, the name sounded quite familiar, Cheng Weizhe's expression remained unchanged, but he didn't say anything, he just respectfully sent him out of the shop.

After he left, Yang Zhongyuan, who had been bowing his head in thought, suddenly said in shock: "Ah Zhe, Gu Hanting, isn't he the owner of Nancha's Gu family?"

When Cheng Weizhe heard it, he immediately remembered.

Although the imperial offerings of northern tea are intermittent, southern tea is still stable. Take the Gu family as an example. In recent years, their family's Qianchongxue has always been imperial tea, and the person who makes such exquisite tea cakes It was Gu Hanting.

Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan sat behind the counter and talked in a low voice.

Cheng Weizhe said: "Speaking of Qian Chongxue before, Master's words both inside and out, he also lamented how powerful the junior is. From his expression, it doesn't look like he has a bad relationship with the Gu family. Regardless of Gu Hanting's age, the master back then He was only in his teens when the accident happened at home, so maybe he wasn't involved too much."

But Yang Zhongyuan shook his head: "I think that the Patriarch of the Gu family might be an old acquaintance with the master in the early years. You see, when we came to Quzhou, the master hardly went out and was busy at home all the time. How did he know that the master came to Quzhou? Woolen cloth?"

Although Cheng Weizhe has always been smarter than Yang Zhongyuan in business matters, sometimes he is not as careful as Yang Zhongyuan. The two of them are busy working together now, but they can support each other very well, which is very suitable.

"If you say that, it's true. How did he know? Master is a master of tea art, and Gu Hanting is also the owner of Nancha. The only thing they have in common is tea."

His simple murmur gave Yang Zhongyuan new inspiration, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "Isn't it just tea? Think about it, how many Shaluo teas we gave out before."

Indeed, when they first opened, they gave away a lot, and also sold some of them, and they gave them free drinks on the opening day, but anyone who has been here must have tasted that taste.

Cheng Weizhe frowned: "Although the technique was taught by Master, I was the one who fired it after all. The heat is a little worse, and it's not too dry. It's far worse than what Master did."

Yang Zhongyuan patted his hand and comforted him: "You have done a good job. Master has been learning tea for many years. I know you are impatient, but you can't belittle yourself. The technique is taught by the master, and it must have something unique to the Han family. Inside, besides, on the opening day, Master actually helped us look around the shop for a whole day. Have you forgotten?"

When Cheng Weizhe was mentioned, he immediately patted his forehead: "Oh, you said that I care about it, but I didn't think about it, so let's go back, shall we say it or not?"

He was already certain in his heart that Gu Hanting had no malicious intentions, and it would be nothing to tell his master.However, it is better to let Yang Zhongyuan decide the family affairs, after all, making him happy is the most important thing.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Yang Zhongyuan glared at him angrily: "Is there any need to ask? I must say that Master is already our family, so you don't always have to be so cautious, do you hear me?"

Cheng Weizhe saw that he trained himself without hesitation, and he felt happier, but he showed an embarrassed smile on his face.

When the night was over, Cheng Weizhe recruited Yu Zhen and Zhao Lingfeng: "Although Master Zhao just came to the shop and hasn't officially started work yet, he has already decided to cook breakfast for the guests of Yue'an Inn tomorrow morning. The list is all here, because it is extra, so we will give you an extra penny, who of you can come?"

Breakfast is simpler than regular meals, but stuffed buns and ravioli are also quite troublesome, one hundred copper coins is not too much, and Cheng Weizhe is very proficient in these things.

The eyes of the two chefs lit up when they heard this. This is equivalent to giving them an opportunity to earn extra money. Compared with a hundred copper coins, waking up so early in the morning seems insignificant.

Just as Zhao Lingfeng wanted to say something, he turned his head to see Yu Zhen's excited face. After thinking about it, he still closed his mouth.

In the end, the matter of breakfast was given to Yu Zhen, and Cheng Weizhe saw the instant reaction just now, so he thought about it: "In the future, there may be breakfast business in Yue'an Inn, the two masters are not as good as this, the wages are fixed Well, it’s the same for any of you who have work to do, but the food must be good. When our business is worse than now, we will hire another second cook in the building, and he will be in charge of breakfast in the future, so you don’t have to be so busy gone."

Although Yu Zhen really wanted to earn this money, he had to stay in the kitchen for several hours for three meals a day, frying and frying didn't take much effort, no matter how healthy he was, he couldn't bear it.He knows that this is the boss's sympathy. If you change to another company, you will have to do the work if you are asked to do it. There will definitely not be any extra rewards.

It has been rainy and rainy recently, and there are not too many local guests in Quzhou City, so there is no one to have a banquet at night, and it is still early to close.

Cheng Weizhe and the others had dinner with the second chef at night, and then went to their respective homes.

Yang Zhongyuan is picky about food. Although he has not done it himself recently, he cooks a few dishes for himself every day. Everyone in the building is greedy for his craftsmanship, so although he is getting busy day by day, the boys are still full of energy and busy Come and go.

The salary is good, the food is even better, and the boss is kind. You can't find such an errand anywhere else.

Because there was no carriage when they came out in the morning, the two of them had to walk back.

Simply, the rain has gradually stopped at this moment. Although the ground is a little slippery, it will not be a problem if you are careful. Cheng Weizhe simply put away the umbrella, took Yang Zhongyuan's hand and walked home slowly.

At this time, Baozhu Street has gradually faded away from the bustle and hustle and bustle of the day, and gradually fell silent.

Yang Zhongyuan looked up at the sky, and on the dark sky, dots of stars were shining brightly.

"Tomorrow will be a sunny day." Yang Zhongyuan sighed.

Cheng Weizhe didn't raise his head, he carefully looked at the road under their feet, and said with a low laugh, "Well, maybe the business will be better tomorrow."

At this time of day, the two of them are relaxed, walking home together holding hands.Pedestrians pass by in twos and threes on the road, and the crickets in the grass call for stop and stop, the moon is like a silver plate above the head, and the flat bluestone road is under the feet.

After a tiring day, a hard day, the journey home seems to be very far and very close.

"Azhe, do you like it here?" Yang Zhongyuan asked him.

Cheng Weizhe squeezed his hand and said, "What about you?"

"Well, I like this place. It's probably because I have something to look forward to. Although I'm busy, I've also gained something. My life is much more fulfilling."

Yeah, they come here, they fight for themselves, they work hard for their families, they are indeed more fulfilling than before.

Cheng Weizhe felt a warm current in his heart, he suddenly said: "Xiao Yuan, when we're not busy, let's have a baby."

Yang Zhongyuan was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Okay, do you like children?"

"I like it, I like me and your child." Cheng Weizhe said.

The two of them babbled all the way, talking nonsense, after they got home, they changed their outer robes and went directly to the opposite Anyuan.

The two elders in the family are both in good health, and they don't go to bed too early at night. They are either reading or playing chess or seriously discussing the layout of the house. Two people with extreme personalities can go together.

As long as Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan are not too late after work at night, they will come to visit them.

It was early today, and Xu Xiaotian was still awake. When he saw the two uncles coming, his eyes lit up, and he ran over and hugged Yang Zhongyuan's waist: "Uncle Yuan, let me go, okay?"

Because the shop is not very stable now, and Yang Zhongyuan didn't spare his hands, so Xu Xiaotian was asked to stay at home and study with Han Shiqian.

A few days ago, Han Shiqian told Yang Zhongyuan that Xu Xiaotian didn't read well before because he couldn't understand his master's words too bluntly. Now that it was the patient Han Shiqian, he naturally showed intelligence and wit.

After hearing this, Yang Zhongyuan thought a lot.

Although he was a cook himself, and he didn't think cooks were inferior, it was hard work.Standing in front of the stove every day, winter is fine, but summer is really miserable.Xu Xiaotian has not been at home for a long time, but Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan have already regarded him as their own child. Hearing that he studies well, they naturally want him to go another way.

But Cheng Weizhe didn't know how to tell Xu Xiaotian, he just found an excuse to let him study with Han Shiqian at home.

Now hearing Xu Xiaotian begging him, he also pretended not to know, turned his head and said to Han Shiqian: "Master, today an elder named Gu Hanting came to look for you in the shop and said that if you are willing to see him, he will still be waiting in the shop tomorrow."

It seems that Han Shiqian hasn't heard this name for many years, his expression was a little dazed for a moment, some confusion and nostalgia flashed across his face, and finally there was only calmness left: "20 years... I haven't seen him... ..."