Great Imperial Merchant

For a long time, although Fumanlou has gradually gained a reputation, it only serves one meal.Most of the people in Quzhou talk about their family, except for those who are not very clear, and the rest will only say "that family's food is good".

However, when they started selling Lianzi bamboo shoots, the situation suddenly changed.

A circle has its own rules, most of the food cookers are open in one or two restaurants, even if they are very famous and have a lot of customers, they still earn a lot of money.

But making tea is different.

Leaving aside the Quzhou prefecture, even if there are six counties and eight prefectures along the coast of Shaluo, if the tea is sold to all parts of Daliang, the profit for that year will be very considerable.

What's more, if the tea is well made, he will be selected as a tea merchant for the tea fight, and he can even go to Beijing to face the saint.It is also a business, but not everyone can see the emperor, and everyone can bear the golden sign of the emperor.

As soon as Fumanlou started making tea, there were more sights from all directions. Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan had already told the people below, don't worry about other things, just do things seriously.

After the busy first day, the following tea has been selling well.Drinking tea is not the same as eating, each family visits each other, and the host family always entertains the guests with good tea. This way, after a few days, the name of Fumanlou is completely resounded in Quzhou.

Not only wine and tea are selling better, but even the food in the restaurant is much easier to prepare. The whole shop really started to get busy inside and out. Yang Zhongyuan saw that the people below were working too hard, so he invited two more waiters back , and added wages to them.

In this way, we can appear more generous every day, without having everyone busy from morning till night.

At the end of September, the batch of green and purple bamboo shoots in Fumanlou had been sold out, and the 30 catties of tea leaves were sold out in just twenty days, which is really quite impressive.

Yang Zhongyuan put away the last few cans of tea leaves, planning to give them as gifts during the New Year's Eve, and then left some loose tea in the shop for sale to diners. This was considered a full month's work.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the tea in the shop was sold out, but they also found it difficult to keep up with the follow-up tea.

In the evening, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe squatted under the covers counting money, laughing from ear to ear.

But after counting, Yang Zhongyuan sighed again: "Picking tea will probably have to wait until March of the next year, when the four acres of tea trees will only be the same thirty or forty catties, it is really not enough to sell."

Cheng Weizhe helped him put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone back on the table, took off the small table on the bed and put it on the couch, then lay down beside him, and stretched out his hands to cover the two of them with quilts.

Since October, the weather has gradually turned cooler, and Yang Zhongyuan has begun to show his bosom. The small arc in front of him always reminds fathers that new life is growing vigorously.

Cheng Weizhe stretched out his hand to gently touch his stomach, suddenly, he felt as if someone had slapped the palm of his hand.

"This child is lively." Cheng Weizhe saw that Yang Zhongyuan frowned slightly, and he was uncomfortable when the bad child moved, so he stroked his hands more and more gently, slowly soothing Yang Zhongyuan's pain, "Xiao Yuan, thank you for your hard work."

Seeming to be very comfortable by his touch, Yang Zhongyuan's brows gradually loosened, and his face was also slightly red: "What are you talking about, this is my son, okay?"

Cheng Weizhe helped him comfort the little guy for a while, and then turned to help him pinch his legs: "Xiao Yuan, I want to go to Quze County before the New Year's Day, although most of the big tea gardens there have already been bought. Let's go, but there is still a place that is a bit off the beaten track. I have seen it with the master before. The tea tree is not as fine as the Sun's family, but the roots are good. When the time comes, I will invite the old grandson to raise it for a year. Maybe it will be better. .”

Although Lao Sun's son has just tied his hair, his father taught him how to handle tea trees. From elementary school to adulthood, he is better than many older tea farmers.Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan had said earlier when they settled down on the tea garden that they would be required to take care of other places in the future, and they would be paid more for the more work they did.

Just like this year's green and purple bamboo shoots are well done and sold quickly, Yang Zhongyuan also asked Ermao to give their family a reward of five taels of silver.In any case, whether the finished tea is good or not, the base of young leaves is very important.

"Go if you want, and ask me what to do? The tea garden is the business, and the most important thing is to grow the tea trees first." Yang Zhongyuan moved his legs, "Okay, you have been tired all day, come and lie down together .”

Cheng Weizhe pinched him a few more times, covered him tightly with the quilt, and then got into the quilt again, lying on the pillow beside him: "I'm not worried about you, now you're struggling to walk, and you go to the shop every day Staring, I'm not too worried."

Yang Zhongyuan smiled and took his hand: "It's okay, Xiaotian is with me every day. He is 11 years old and very sensible."

Xu Xiaotian's performance during this period was really surprising. When he got up early in the morning, he had to do morning lessons with Han Shiqian. After the morning lessons, he went to the shop with his two uncles. When he arrived, he didn't talk nonsense, and went directly to work in the back kitchen.Yang Zhongyuan would guide him when he was not busy, and let him learn from other chefs when he was busy. Anyway, the little apprentices in the shop were like that. Not only did he never put on airs, but he also worked harder than others.

After finishing his work at noon, he would follow Yang Zhongyuan home, take a nap in the afternoon, and continue to study with Han Shiqian.

After such a busy day, Yang Zhongyuan felt afraid that the child would be exhausted, but he became more energetic, and the little man jumped a lot more than before.

Cheng Weizhe knew that Xu Xiaotian was sensible, but he still said: "No matter how careful others are, they can't compare to my own steadfastness. Xiao Yuan, you must be more careful when I'm away. I'll be back in a few days. You can't be tired." Look at yourself, now you're not alone."

Yang Zhongyuan squeezed his hand and said repeatedly: "I know, I know, how old I am."

Cheng Weizhe smiled, hugged him and the two fell asleep together.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and on the first day Cheng Weizhe was about to leave, Xia Junran and Shang Ze, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, suddenly came to visit.

They are busy, and the Xia's wine shop is also very busy, so they haven't moved around much in recent days, only occasionally when they have good things at home, they will send them to the other family to express their affection.

This is the way to make friends. Only when you come and go with me can the relationship be deep.

Because they had to go out the next day, neither Cheng Weizhe nor Yang Zhongyuan went to the shop, but Han Shiqian went to look after him.Recently, Xiao Shan has been promoted to the steward of the private room, and he has to worry about all the big and small things above, and Li Shu downstairs has also been promoted to the steward, who specializes in handling the tea and wine business with the money shopkeeper. The second child is not enough, and Han Shiqian just took advantage of today to teach two more.

They don't expect Xiao Er to learn the techniques of everyone, but they must have a serious and correct attitude, and their movements must be standard and neat, so that the guests can feel comfortable and the tea can be brewed cheaply.

When Xia Junran and his wife arrived, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe were sewing a quilt for the newborn baby.

Neither of them can do mending. Yang Zhongyuan is better than him, but he is more than enough.But the two fathers had to sew this safety quilt by themselves, so the two of them took advantage of the rare free time to make some first.

Because they are not familiar with it, and they are not very good at it, their progress is really slow.But the two fathers are still very serious about threading the needles. Even if the stitches are not very neat, it is better to make them denser, so that the child will not be cold when the child is born and covered.

Ping An was remade from the old clothes of healthy children in various families, cutting a few small clothes into small pieces of rags, and stitching them together into a small quilt to bless the children's health and safety in the future.

The Xia family had a very good relationship with them, so the porter at the door knew what they were coming, and when he saw them coming, he ordered the servants to go in and inform them, and at the same time invited the two of them in.

When the two of them walked into the main building, they saw the two of them sitting in the tea room and struggling with the broken steps in their hands.

Xia Junran couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "What are you two doing? It's so ugly."

Cheng Weizhe's face darkened, and he asked in bewilderment: "If you want to make fun of us, I don't know how Brother Xia did it in the first place?"

Speaking of this, Xia Junran actually looked proud. He pointed to Shangze behind him, raised his head and said, "I have our family, Zeze, what's the matter, Zeze's two beds are made beautifully, I'll give it to you later." Look."

After he finished speaking, the expression of "how about it, envy me" on his face was particularly eye-catching, but Shang Ze sighed, and pulled him to sit on the edge of the tea table: "Good day, both of you."

He has always been taciturn, and his downcast appearance is particularly scary. Even Xia Junran said that the housekeepers, big and small, are afraid of his black face, let alone outsiders.

But such a person can make a safety quilt skillfully, the contrast makes Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan speechless.

"Brother Shang...you are really... ingenious..." Yang Zhongyuan thought for a long time before holding back this sentence.

The one who responded to him was Shang Ze's stiff face, laughing presumptuously at Xia Junran: "Hahaha, my family is naturally ingenious, hahaha."

Seeing him like this, Shang Ze was even more helpless, and his usually expressionless face softened, but he said, "Okay, let's get down to business."

When Xia Junran was reminded by him, he immediately straightened up, took out a red envelope from his pocket, got up and handed it to Yang Zhongyuan: "Look, you are capable, you can receive this after opening the store for five months."

Yang Zhongyuan didn't know what it was, so he turned the red envelope over, and saw four big characters written in neat lowercase on the front - Quzhou Chamber of Commerce.

Just like not all prefectures can be called prefectures, not all cities have chambers of commerce.

Quzhou Chamber of Commerce is the most famous one in Daliang.

From gold, silver and jade wares, down to basic necessities of life, everything that the common people need can be included in most chambers of commerce.

But not everyone can enter the Chamber of Commerce in Quzhou.

Larger tea merchants, wine merchants, cloth merchants and rice merchants are naturally on the list, from century-old restaurants, restaurants, pastry shops, to well-known inns and horse shops, to boat merchants, vegetable and meat merchants, as long as you are a top figure in the industry , you can receive a red envelope and be officially invited into the Quzhou Chamber of Commerce.

Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe really did not expect that they would receive this precious token in only five months.