Great Imperial Merchant

It was late August, and the weather in Quzhou was getting cooler. Yang Cheng went to work in the shop early in the morning. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw Steward Qian standing at the counter to settle accounts.

Shopkeeper Qian usually came earlier than them and left later, and he was very serious about the business of the shop.

"Master Qian, good morning." Yang Cheng asked politely.

Shopkeeper Qian looked up at him with no expression on his face.He slowly put down the wolf hair in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Morning, come with me."

Yang Cheng's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt his palms were sweaty, but then many things that he had thought about earlier came to mind again, he took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Don't panic, don't panic.

It's no big deal.

Yang Cheng silently followed Shopkeeper Qian to the back compartment. Shopkeeper Qian knocked on the door first, and then opened the door and entered after the inside agreed.

This back room is usually a resting place for the two bosses, and usually they just ask shopkeeper Qian to discuss matters with Yu Zhen, and this is the first time Yang Cheng has come in.

The back compartment is not big, and there is only a simple square table in front, on which are neatly placed oil lamps, abacus, pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Obviously, the boss often settles accounts here.

Going further back, he was blocked by a screen, and Yang Cheng didn't bother to look back there, but only focused on Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe who were sitting in the main seats.

It has been more than [-] days since I saw Yang Zhongyuan last time. He seems to be healthier than before, and his face is no longer pale, but rather rosy.

He knew that Boss Yang hadn't come to the shop all this time because he was pregnant, and he came here for the first time today, obviously there was something for the two bosses to solve together.

When Yang Cheng thought of this, he immediately realized it.He didn't go to say hello to Yang Zhongyuan, he just bowed his head and said nothing.

He is waiting.

But the two bosses sitting there ignored him. Cheng Weizhe smiled and said to shopkeeper Qian: "Old Qian, have you had breakfast? Together?"

Yang Zhongyuan hadn't eaten the stewed meat buns made by Yuzhen for a long time, and suddenly he was a little greedy, so the two of them came to the shop to eat directly after getting up early.Two servings of steamed stuffed buns, two servings of minced meat and yam porridge, plus two stewed eggs, for the family to eat, the servings are quite sufficient.

Shopkeeper Qian smiled and shook his head: "Boss, eat slowly, I'll go to the front first."

Yang Zhongyuan smiled at him, nodded and let him go out.

After the shopkeeper Qian left, Yang Zhongyuan continued to drink porridge quietly. Cheng Weizhe carefully checked the account book from last month. Seeing that he seemed to be a little unfinished, he asked him, "Are you full? Bring you two more buns?"

Yang Zhongyuan hesitated for a while, but still gritted his teeth and said: "Forget it, Doctor Liu said you can't eat too much, it's almost over."

Cheng Weizhe poured him a glass of warm water, and brought it to his mouth after he finished eating: "Rinse your mouth."

Yang Zhongyuan took the cup, took a few sips slowly, then raised his head and set his eyes on Yang Cheng.

In the short time since he came in, Yang Cheng's heart to comfort himself not to panic has been shaken a little.The feeling of being coldly treated and ignored by others is quite bad, especially because he really has a ghost in his heart, so he feels more and more difficult to bear.

Until Yang Zhongyuan looked up at him, he felt relieved.

"Master Yang, I think you already understand why we asked you to come in." Yang Zhongyuan's voice was flat, and that was all he said.

He obviously didn't say anything, but Yang Cheng felt flustered for a while, and his knees went soft.He tried his best to tell himself that it was a big deal and he was kicked out. There was nothing to be afraid of, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Little one, I don't know."

Yang Zhongyuan stared at him seriously with a pair of dark eyes, and then said again: "Yang Cheng, the boss of Jinxiu Garden can't tell the difference, we are not, you can fool him, but it is not so simple to fool us. Me and Cheng The boss never treats his subordinates badly, even if you eat inside and outside, we will give you the wages of these ten days, you should find another job. The Fumanlou temple is small and cannot afford your big Buddha."

When Yang Cheng heard what he said, he panicked even more. He hurriedly said: "I'm wronged, boss, I really didn't know the truth, it's really not me."

Cheng Weizhe patted Yang Zhongyuan's hand, opened his mouth and said, "I heard that Jinxiu Garden is going to be a swan geese feast? Is that right or not?"

Yang Cheng really didn't know about this, except that he worked in the shop, he usually stayed at home to take care of his father. He had already told Boss Guan that he hadn't got the recipe yet, so let's wait a few days before talking about it.I didn't expect him to be so anxious and let the wind out so early. Is this cheating Jinxiu Garden or cheating him?

Yang Cheng was discouraged all of a sudden, and sat down on the ground, stupefied.

Seeing him like this, Cheng Weizhe guessed that he was deceived by Jinxiu Garden's actions, and he couldn't help but feel more at ease. He turned his head and saw that Yang Zhongyuan was also smiling, and knew that he was no longer entangled.

Thank you, Boss Guan, what a good opponent!

Yang Cheng was in a trance for a while and then immediately woke up. He suddenly regretted his behavior for a while, and wanted to try his best to regain his position in Fumanlou.

"Bosses, even if Jinxiu Garden makes such a rumor, it may not be what I said... Maybe..." Yang Cheng stood up slowly and defended with his head down.

Cheng Weizhe laughed suddenly: "Yang Cheng, not everyone is like you in front of your face and behind your back. What I told you a few days ago was all the truth."

After that, he lowered his voice, and said: "I only told you to make the Swan Goose Banquet, but I really only told you. That's why we didn't look for anyone today, but only you."

Yang Cheng managed to prop up his knees, and he couldn't help trembling when he heard his words. He slowly raised his head, his eyes were heavy, like a dark night without light: "I, I have my own difficulties...I..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it." He just picked a topic, but was unexpectedly interrupted by Yang Zhongyuan sharply, "A person should keep his word and be upright. Justified excuses. Therefore, we don’t want to hear your excuses, and we’re not interested in knowing them.”

After he finished speaking, he paused: "What a perfidious person said has dirty ears, so go, don't send it."

Yang Cheng had prepared a long list of words on his lips, but when the matter came to an end, he was not allowed to say it.He suddenly felt aggrieved, and he couldn't get out the breath that was stuck in his throat, which made his head hurt.

But they didn't let him talk, and they forced him to leave quickly. Yang Cheng already understood that it was impossible for him to stay in Fumanlou, so he stood up slowly and bowed to the two of them.

Then, he turned his head and walked towards the door.

"Wait." Yang Zhongyuan suddenly stopped him.

Yang Cheng's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned to look at the two bosses, hoping that they would give him another chance.

But he didn't want Yang Zhongyuan to look at him coldly, neither happy nor angry, without any extra emotion, he just said calmly: "Remember, when I left, I asked the money shopkeeper to collect my wages, so as not to let someone say that we bullied the guys. We Fumanlou can't do such a thing, and he doesn't want to be slandered for nothing."

He had already said these words quite mercilessly, the light in Yang Cheng's eyes dimmed instantly, he sighed, and finally walked out with his head bowed.

When there were no other voices in the courtyard, Cheng Weizhe took his hand and asked with a smile, "Have you had a good time?"

Yang Zhongyuan nodded, and leaned against him, the corners of his mouth slowly raised: "Well, it's much happier."

Cheng Weizhe looked at him with a smile, his eyes were full of warmth: "Then boss Lao Yang will wait a little longer, there will be a new cook coming later."

This time, Fumanlou simply recruited two second chefs at once. The two masters have their own specialties in craftsmanship, one is good at cold dishes, and the other is good at white dishes. Added a few more tricks.

At the end of August, the end of summer is over, and summer is gone.

Yang Zhongyuan has been more than three months old, the child is stable, and finally he no longer has to be idle at home, he will go to the shop to look after him every now and then, and Cheng Weizhe finally has time to be busy with tea.

The last batch of tea in summer was about to be picked, and Cheng Weizhe would go to the tea garden in Qumu County in almost two or three days to watch the tea growers pick the top buds and leaves.

Because it is the top leaf, it is picked very carefully. This is the last tea picking this year. After the days pass, the tree will be planted all winter, and new buds will appear in the spring of the next year.

Han Shiqian was getting old, and Cheng Weizhe couldn't help his master to worry about it, so he still carried it by himself, running back and forth.

As a result, after more than half a month, Yang Zhongyuan started to gain weight, but he was a little thinner.

After Zhou Quanxu worried about Yang Zhongyuan, he began to miss him again. Han Shiqian had no choice but to ask him to renovate the backyard of the house together, so as not to worry about it forever.

Since they want to make tea, they must have their own tea house. The house bought by the Yang family occupies a very large area. In addition to the front yard and back house, there are also the backyard where the servants live and the big garden behind.

However, there are not too many servants in their family, and there are not many masters. Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan carefully read the drawings, then divided half of the garden, and divided the servants' rooms in the backyard into two buildings, and only used them to open a back door. Do tea house.

Han Shiqian has always been in charge of this matter, and it has not stopped for two months. He repaired the warehouse and speculated the house, and built a new servant's room for the tea workers. He waited for the tea to come and recruited people to work.

Roasting tea is a physical effort, it is impossible for Cheng Weizhe alone to fry a hundred catties of tea.But anyway, the tea house has just been built, and Xia Cai and the others didn't expect to make a lot of money directly this year, and Cheng Weizhe can still carry it by himself.

Yang Zhongyuan's stomach gradually became full. Seeing that he was getting busy day by day and his body was getting more stable, he went to the shop to watch every day, which relieved Cheng Weizhe's burden.

After working so hard for half a month, at the beginning of September, the first batch of new tea from Fumanlou was finally sent from Qumu County to Yang's Mansion in Quzhou.

Yang Zhongyuan came home from the shop and went directly to the tea house.

When he saw the piles of new tea piled up on the shelf, Yang Zhongyuan asked about the fragrance of the tea leaves, and his heart was full of yearning and joy for the future.

They will get better and better. He firmly believes that after the hard work of their family, the tea cakes with Fumanlou characters will be sold all over the country, and they will become the best tea merchants.

Cheng Weizhe stood beside him, looked at the tea in the small room together, and said with a smile: "Lao Sun and Lao Zhang are very good at picking tea, and these teas, even green and purple bamboo shoots, will definitely produce high-quality tea."

Yang Zhongyuan took his hand, leaned against him and smiled: "Well, it will definitely work."