Great Imperial Merchant

Yang Zhongyuan knew about the Emperor and Jun's southern tour.But where the two Majesties are going, whether by water or land, they don't know so clearly.

It was not until the guard of honor arrived in Quzhou that the common people in Quzhou knew that the saint had come to their hometown. All of a sudden, the streets and alleys became more lively, and every household was beaming, as if it was Chinese New Year.

The people usually run around for their livelihoods, and naturally they only care about the one-acre land in front of their homes. Most of them have never seen the county magistrate in their entire lives, let alone the emperor and emperor who are far away in the imperial capital.

The emperor visited Quzhou during his southern tour, which was a great event.

Hearing that the two Majesties had come to Quzhou, Yang Zhongyuan was naturally very happy, but he also knew that they had no fewer things to do when they went out of the palace than in the palace, and they didn't have extravagant hopes to see Shen Xijing.

He did not expect that within a few days after they came to Quzhou, they went to his shop in person.

To be honest, Yang Zhongyuan was quite moved.

This means that their shop is doing well, and it also means that Shen Xijing still regards him as a friend.

It's really quite difficult.

But at the moment there were many guests on the first floor, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't show it face to face, so he had to hold back his excitement and lead them up to the second floor.

Cheng Weizhe just came out of the private room, and when he looked up, he saw him leading the two and one young upstairs, and was about to go up and say that there was no room for private room, but when he got closer, he was stunned by the faces of the two.

They had just returned from the Imperial Capital in April, so how could they forget the appearance of the two His Majesties.

Cheng Weizhe quickly realized that he clasped his fists to salute the two, and then quickly went upstairs to decorate the attic.

There are many people talking down below, but it is still the quietest above.

This attic has already created a good reputation in Quzhou. There are always distinguished guests coming for ten or so days in a month. Yang Zhongyuan is gradually not here to cook in person, but Xu Xiaotian has learned a good cooking skill and completely accepted the master. class.

After all the three distinguished guests were invited to sit in the attic, Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe saluted respectfully.

Shen Xijing hurriedly supported Yang Zhongyuan: "My Majesty and I rarely come to Quzhou, so it's okay to be less polite. I heard that you have a famous dark fragrance soup, do you have any more?"

Yang Zhongyuan smiled and said: "Caomin really didn't expect the two majesties and the little highness to come. The Fumanlou really fits the name of the grassmen, and it is full of blessings. There is a new work of dark fragrance soup this year, and it will be presented later. Come up, I wonder if Your Majesty can give me a taste of the grass-roots craftsmanship?"

Shen Xijing and Mu Chen were here for dinner, so they nodded when they heard this, and Shen Xijing said: "Just go ahead, our little highness is not taboo, he will eat anything, do as you are good at."

Yang Zhongyuan said "No", and Cheng Weizhe and Cheng Weizhe went downstairs to get tea, and then let Cheng Weizhe take the tea upstairs first, and then went to the back kitchen with Jiang Xingshui.

There is still Liuyun serving upstairs, Jiang Xingshui is not worried.

It's past mealtime now, and the guests in front have not left yet, but the kitchen in the back is already planning to pack up and rest.

Yang Zhongyuan only took Xu Xiaotian with him, and then let the other chef apprentices leave first, the fewer people there, the fewer things to do.

Jiang Xingshui stood in the back kitchen and watched them work. He didn't know any cooking skills, so helping him would only be a disservice: "Your business is good, Zhong Yuan, you are living a very happy life."

Over the years, he and Cheng Weizhe went to Beijing every year, and became familiar with Jiang Xingshui, and now they can talk to each other.

Yang Zhongyuan smiled, his hands kept busy, but he said: "Brother Jiang, everyone has their own fate, if you live happily, that is happiness."

Jiang Xingshui smiled and said nothing.

The ingredients are all ready-made, and the steamed stuffed buns are always hot in the pot and can be sold at any time. Yang Zhongyuan and Xu Xiaotian prepared a table of delicacies after only two minutes of busy work.Coupled with their own tea and Xia's wine, it is really quite rich.

The three of them walked up together carrying the food box, and when they entered the attic, they saw His Highness the Third Prince leaning against Cheng Weizhe, lying beside him to watch the plum blossoms gradually blooming.

Yang Zhongyuan has two children of his own, and the second child, An An, is just six or seven years old, and it is time to be naughty.Compared to his eldest brother who has been prudent since he was a child, he is a little naughty. The whole family often has a headache for him, and even Han Shiqian, who is especially good at disciplining children, can't do anything about him.

Yang Zhongyuan placed the dishes on the table one by one, and when he turned his head, he saw His Highness the Third Prince staring at the specially made piggy bean paste buns. Yang Zhongyuan saw that the two His Majesties did not show any dissatisfaction, so he picked one up with chopsticks and put it on his Front: "Third Highness, this is made of bean paste, would you like to try it?"

The third prince had met Yang Zhongyuan a few times, and had a vague impression of him, but he dared not eat it before his father and father asked.

So he glanced at his father pleadingly, and said nothing.

Seeing him like that, Shen Xijing had no choice but to shake his head and said: "Okay, eat, eat, what Yang Aiqing gave, you can eat."

Obtaining his father's promise, Mu Bin immediately happily took the somewhat warm bean paste bun, and then thanked Yang Zhongyuan.

Yang Zhongyuan felt a little embarrassed when he thanked him like this, and quickly waved his hands: "Your Highness, you are being polite, this is what a grassroots should do."

Seeing them going back and forth like this, Shen Xijing couldn't help but smiled and glanced at Mu Chen. Mu Chen understood and said, "Okay, I didn't want to disturb the people when I went out of Beijing this time. Thank you Yang Aiqing and Cheng Aiqing for their hospitality today. Let's all sit down together." Use it."

After he spoke, others dared to sit down, and only when he moved his chopsticks did others dare to eat together.

But despite this, he was still a little cautious, and it was just right to eat neither hungry nor full.

Probably only the three of them really tasted every delicacy. Even if they are used to eating imperial food, they can now understand why Fumanlou is open so well.

After the meal was over, Cheng Weizhe changed another kind of tea to cook, Yang Zhongyuan led Jiang Xingshui and Liu Yun to pack up the dinner plates, and then brought them a few buns from the back kitchen: "Hurry up, eat before going up. "

Jiang Xingshui and Liu Yun looked at each other and laughed together.

In the palace, who of them didn't come here like this, it's common to eat hungry and full, but this time when they are in other places, they can still feel the same thing, it feels fresh after all.

When they went up again, Cheng Weizhe had already chatted with Mu Chen. He was a recruiter in his early years. Although he is now a businessman, what he learned when he was young was not wasted, and he was able to chat with Mu Chen.

Shen Xijing, on the other hand, imitated Cheng Weizhe's technique and made dark fragrance soup for his son.In fact, this method is very simple, but Cheng Weizhe has been brewing tea for many years, and his movements are very elegant, which makes him look better.

His Highness seems to like this tea very much, he doesn't like to drink it, but he just likes to watch the slow process of the flower blooming.

The small flower buds float up and down in the water, and after a while, the petals bloom layer by layer, which is extremely beautiful.

"Does it look good?" Shen Xijing asked him.

His Highness did not answer directly, but asked his father seriously: "Daddy, is the outside world really big?"

Shen Xijing smiled: "Yes, when you grow up, come out and play by yourself."

After eating, Shen Xijing took Yang Zhongyuan and accompanied them to Baozhu Street.

Yang Zhongyuan used to be a palace servant, and he is very measured, and he is quite familiar with Quzhou. He follows the rules in every move, and does not let outsiders see the difference, so he is the best candidate.

He took a few distinguished guests to visit some of the most famous shops on Baozhu Street, then silently watched the emperor and his wife buy this and that without mercy, and finally saw that His Royal Highness was tired, and said: "Why not go to Qingzhi Garden Gu Ji, sit down? At this time, there are many tea customers over there, and there are people talking about everything."

The emperor and the emperor came to the south for a tour, not to see how the people of Daliang lived. Naturally, the teahouse was the best place to go.

So, a group of people went to Qingzhi Garden again, first accompanied His Highness to see the white geese and pigeons being fed in the garden, and then went to Gu Ji.

Fumanlou also has its own teahouse in Quzhou, but their home is mainly a restaurant, the teahouse is not too big, it is just for the convenience of the people to buy tea, if you want to drink tea, Gu Ji’s teahouse is the most elegant, Fumanlou Lou's tea can also be drunk here.

Gu Ji's steward recognized Yang Zhongyuan, and when he saw him coming, he hurried forward to greet him.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't say anything else, just asked him to prepare a tea house next to the hall, which could seat as many people as possible.

People come to the teahouse just to pass the leisure time, listen to the stories of Mr. Hearing Books, and talk about the short stories of the parents of each family, and one day has passed.

After entering the tea house, Yang Zhongyuan took the initiative to take over the work of making tea and let the tea boy go out.

Mu Chen had been listening to the people outside chatting all over the place, and Shen Xijing hadn't said a word, but His Highness, who was tired from playing, was lying on the reclining chair beside him, and had already fallen asleep peacefully.

It wasn't until the sunset that Mu Chen finally spoke: "What they talk about is mostly small things in the neighborhood, nothing more than what to eat today, what to wear tomorrow, how the children at home are reading, how the newly married brothers are doing. .”

After hearing this, Shen Xijing smiled slightly: "Because the country is prosperous and the people are safe and the people live and work in peace and contentment, they don't need to worry too much about their livelihood, and they don't have to worry too much about the spread of war. They can talk, but that's all."

Mu Chen turned his head and looked at him with a smile.

In the sunset, the two owners of Daliang smiled calmly, like the most beautiful picture scroll.

At the end of summer, the dragon boat carrying the emperor and the king lifted anchor and sailed away from Quzhou.

Yang Zhongyuan and Cheng Weizhe also took their two sons to the pier to see them off. In the bustling crowd, the people tiptoed to look up at the two tall and thin figures standing on the boat. Yang Zhongyuan watched the two His Majesty wave goodbye to the people. I remembered what Shen Xijing said to him yesterday.

He said: "Zhongyuan, Quzhou is very good and the scenery is beautiful. In the coming year, I will wait for you in Dijing."