In the years of ancient traders

"Second Sister, save me!" Liu Fei yelled weakly, his mouth unblocked.

Liu Erniang wished she could find a hole to bury herself in. It's nothing more than a good-for-nothing brother who fights cocks and dogs every day. How could he learn to cause trouble?Song Anan's heroic appearance of beating people a few days ago had already been reported to her. In the past few days, people in the streets and alleys have often been treated as a joke, which shows that Liu Fei is usually unpopular.

Following the direction Liu Fei looked at when he called for help, Song Shu saw Liu Erniang and Mr. Fu Xiaolang.

In the middle of the night last night, Song Anan heard voices outside, flew into the kitchen a few steps, and caught him right away.At that time, Liu Fei was mixing lime into his flour.

After catching him, Song Anan directly broke a branch and came in, waving it cracklingly.Song Shu was afraid of killing people, so he stopped him desperately. He still remembers Song Anan's eyes at that time, which clearly said: You actually sympathize with the enemy?I despise you!

Seeing someone helping him to stop the evil star, Liu Fei immediately became excited, hid behind Song Shu and yelled that he was the brother-in-law of the young man of the Fu family, if he dared to touch him, he would die, and the relatives of the Fu family were all over the world , Even Yin Jiedu envoys are related to them, so you won't know how your kid died by then.

Liu Fei yelled, Song Anan was not a bird, and stared at Song Shu, as if saying: You save the idiot, you deal with it.

Song Shu felt his face was slapped, why is this man so blind?After saving him, he turned around and threatened the savior. What kind of showmanship is this, so be smart.

You see, even Song Anan's facial paralysis laughed.

Song Anan's expression looked like he was looking at a pile of waste products, which were not recyclable.

In order to properly dispose of this pile of waste to protect the environment, Song Shu did as he wished, and asked Song Anan to pick him up to the county seat with a pole and throw him in front of his golden thigh Fu's house.

All the embarrassing moments of Mr. Fu Xiaolang and Fu Wen's life are not as bad as this moment.

What's worse is that he only talked about Song Silang's matter with Li Guanshi yesterday, and they wanted to hang him out for a few days so they could lower the price, but they were the first to find him.

Fu Wen had never met Song Shu before, so he was a little curious after hearing a lot these days.I saw that he has not grown up in stature, and his face is handsome, he doesn't look like a farmer, but he has the temperament of a scholar.What's even more rare is that the gate of Wanghai Tower was surrounded by three layers of people, so many pairs of eyes stared at him, even standing farther away, he could hear people talking, but he was indifferent.

"We didn't know Shiro was coming, so we were unprepared, why don't we invite you to sit down?" Fu Wen said affectionately, ignoring Liu Fei who was rolling on the ground, and winked at Guan Shi Li.

When Manager Li received the signal, he immediately arranged for people to ask the onlookers to leave. They couldn't do business by force, and they had to do some sorting.Immediately afterwards, Liu Fei and Liu's father and Liu mother were invited out, so as not to embarrass them here and hinder the young master's business negotiation.

The shopkeeper of Wanghai Tower personally led the way and led several people to the private room upstairs.

Liu Fei was Fu Wen's eldest brother-in-law, even if it was ridiculous, he was still a relative of his own.Now that a relative has offended someone, and they come to him, Fu Wen can only smash his teeth and swallow his blood, trying his best not to fall into a disadvantage in business.

As soon as they were seated, a waiter immediately came to serve refreshments, all of which were the most exquisite and delicious in Wanghailou.Fu Wen warmly invited them to enjoy it, hoping to impress Song Shu with these good things.

It's a pity that Song Shu didn't follow his routine at all, and was not interested in the most expensive and most popular dim sum in Wanghailou on the table, so he only took a sip of tea and put it down.

A long time ago, I heard that Tang people like to sprinkle salt flowers in tea. This time I tasted it, and it tastes good.Song Shu complained.

On the other hand, Song Anan was not bad, he took a bite out of face, and drank a few more sips of tea.

Fu Wen wanted to take the opportunity to strike up a conversation, throwing out a few words, but Song Anan didn't even look at him.

"Cough, don't mind, he's just like that, and I don't even bother to talk to him." Song Shu said, pushing the teacup away a little, "I'm here today, besides sending Liu Jia Dalang back, I mainly want to talk about the cooperation with Wanghailou .”

"What happened today is the elder brother's fault, and we will make him come to apologize tomorrow." Liu Erniang said first.Song Silang threw her elder brother out the door with such a great fanfare, he must have the intention of haggling in business, and now she speaks out first, so as to try her best to make up for the disadvantages of the Fu family in the beginning.

"It's easy to talk about. Let's talk about something practical." Song Shu was unmoved, "Because of Liu Dalang's actions, the flour we ground last night was useless, and there were no steamed buns to sell early this morning. There are a lot of customers. You are also in business, and getting rid of customers in anger is a big deal, and it will have a big impact on the Song family's business in the future."

Song Shu looked sad.

Song Anan's face was expressionless. They found out about this in the middle of the night last night when Liu Fei just sneaked into the house and had just mixed a bucket. He made it up as soon as work started this morning, so there was no way he would be angry and leave the customer.

"What do you want?" Fu Wen patted his wife's hand under his sleeves and asked Song Shu.

"It's cool to be the young master." Song Shu smiled, "The steamed bun costs four pennies, and you pay for the materials, and I need to trouble Wanghailou to organize an auction for me, and invite wealthy households in the county."

"Impossible, five pennies, no more." Fu Wen flatly refused.

"Deal." Song Shu was full of ambition, and the journey in the middle of the night was not in vain.

Fu Wen's heart was bleeding, but who made them wrong first?He will teach Liu Fei a lesson later, it's useless for Liu Erniang to stop him, he must have a longer memory.Fortunately, Song Silang was reasonable. Although the price was expensive, Wanghailou could still bear it. If he changed to someone who was unreasonable, the business might be blown.

But what is this auction?

"Well... it's a way of buying and selling. Participants bid freely, and the one with the highest price wins."

There are other methods?Fu Wen's eyes lit up, and he really wanted to see this new thing, but he just invited wealthy households in the county...he had to come up with matching things.

"It's okay to tell you. What I want to sell is a bed from overseas, to be precise, a mattress. This mattress is elastic, and people sleep on it... It's like sleeping on a cloud." Song Shu searched his stomach, Finally found such an old-fashioned metaphor.

"Really?" Fu Wen shouted.

Nowadays, people with a little money hire people to make mats, and when they sleep at night, they put mattresses on the mats.Although it is much better than poor people sleeping directly on straw and wheat stalks, it is not really like being in the clouds.

"Then why do you want to auction it? Just sell it to me." Mr. Fu Xiaolang is rich and powerful.

Song Shu smiled without saying a word.

He originally wanted to take out Simmons, but that was really far from this age, even when he was a child, he didn't have Simmons to sleep with.

Song Shu's farmhouse focuses on the original taste, and only two rooms are decorated with Western-style Simmons in order to accommodate the guests.Others wanted to use a hard plank bed, but that was too difficult to sleep in, and ended up buying handmade brown tied beds from local artisans.This was also Song Shu's favorite in childhood.

On the way back, he talked to Song Anan about the benefits of this mattress, and as he talked, he somewhat missed the scene when he was a child and used it as a trampoline to jump non-stop.At that time, grandma was still there, and she was always worried that he would fall from the top, so she carefully guarded him by the bed.

"Anan, do you know where Aniang's tomb is?" Song Shu asked when he was approaching the village entrance.

After talking about the benefits of the mattress just now, Song Shu didn't speak all the way. Song Anan felt strange, but he is not a talkative person.Now that Song Shu asked this question, he thought he was missing his late mother.

He pulled Song Shu's wrist, turned around, and walked towards the mountain.

Although Song Shu has the memory of the original owner, he has no special feelings for Widow Song. Today, when he thinks of his grandma, his heart is sour, and he suddenly wants to visit his mother for the original owner.

Widow Song's tomb is very simple, with a wooden board inserted in front of a mound, on which is written the tomb of her late mother, Song Qiu's family, and the names of several children of the Song family are listed in the lower left corner.

Song Shu closed his eyes, searched the space for a moment, and a bunch of flowers appeared in his hand.

Song Anan was no stranger to these things, the quilt he conjured up last night was quite comfortable.As for his theory of being too illusory, Song Anan was noncommittal, as long as Song Shu didn't use this magical power to harm others, he could keep silent.

"No." Song Anan had no choice but to break out in silence, this boy Song Silang really treated himself as a coolie.

"How about this, I'll spread egg pancakes for you when I come back? Put sesame oil in it, it's delicious!" Song Shu tried to seduce him with delicious food, but Song Anan was unmoved.

After Song Shu made an appointment with Fu Wen for the auction, he kept thinking about how to get the brown-tied bed in a legitimate way.Early this morning, Wanghailou brought over the materials for making steamed buns, and sent a message that Song Shu was asked to make samples as soon as possible, and they wanted to hold the steamed bun tasting and auction on the same day.

So full of calculations, only three days.

Song Shu thought of an idea and asked Anan to follow him for a walk in a distant mountain, saying that he had hidden there originally, and then moved back.This also makes sense, in today's troubled times, any belongings on your body are easy to be robbed, so it's okay to hide them first and take them later.

This idea was severely despised by Song Anan.

The two of them didn't talk for a long time, Song Anan always talked less, while Song Shu held his breath.

That night, Song Anan pushed open the door, smelling the aroma, and he also heard the sound of gurgling water.

What is it?

I saw Song Shu laying on the quilt, resting his head on his hands, staring at a black square box in front of him. White smoke kept coming out of a small hole in the box, and the grunting sound came from there.Next to the box is an exquisite painting, the cow on it is very real, there are some vegetables that Song Anan has never seen before, and a few lines of strange words - Haidilao spicy and tender beef self-cooking hot pot set meal .

Really fragrant.

Song Anan practiced hard for many years, and the ten beauties all had their unruffled concentration, which collapsed in an instant.

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