The new book of the burning prairie star

"You are such a greedy cat!" Xia Weiwei tapped her forehead. "Since you want to eat even in your dreams, why don't you hurry up and leave?"

"Oh, okay." Rong Zhuang clapped his hands and hurried to see if the carriage had arrived. "It's here, Miss, get in now!"

Rong Zhuang fully demonstrated that if you are not active in eating, you have a problem with your brain. "Miss, should we go shopping first or eat first?"

"You're so impatient, let's go to the restaurant to eat first," Xia Weiwei got in the car and told the coachman to go to the restaurant.

The village head met Yang Biao in the county town, "Uncle Village Head," Yang Biao greeted him with a smile. Yang Shuiqian was also standing next to the village head. They must have something to do in the county town.

"Oh, Brother Biao, it's almost lunch time, let's go have a meal together," the village head said with a smile on his face, pulling him to a beef noodle restaurant.

"Xiaoping, give me three bowls of beef noodles, big ones!" The headman came into the store and patted the boss on the back and shouted. "You two go find a seat first," he continued to talk to the boss, and it seemed that the two had known each other for many years and had a good relationship.

"This is also from our Yangjia Village. It's just that when we moved out of the village, Biao Ge'er was born not long ago, so you don't know him. If you have any problems in Wenchang County in the future, you can come to find Yang Xiaoping. Do you two understand?" The head of the village chatted with the shop owner for a while before coming to answer the two teenagers' questions.

"Got it!" The two answered in unison.

"Well," the head of the village was very satisfied. At this time, the beef noodles were served. "Come and try your uncle Xiaoping's cooking skills." He stirred the beef noodles in the bowl and ate them in big mouthfuls. "You two should eat quickly. Why are you looking at me?"

"Oh, okay." The two of them didn't say anything more and immediately started eating the noodles with big mouthfuls like the head of the village.

"Uncle Village Head, I hope the food is good." Yang Xiaoping asked his wife to go downstairs to serve the guests. He sat next to the Village Head and asked him how the food tasted.

"Okay, otherwise I wouldn't be able to bring my young man to patronize your place." The head of the village finished his noodles, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and saw that the store was almost full of customers. "Your store is doing good business."

"Thanks to Uncle Toli Zheng, my family can barely live in the county town." Yang Xiaoping said modestly, "Uncle, is there anything you need to come to the county town?"

"Well, did you know that the village is making wine to sell?" Li Zheng stared at him, wanting to know what he thought.

"I heard about it from my mother," Yang Xiaoping nodded. His mother brought her three sons back to the village last month to pay homage to his father and came back to tell him what happened in the village.

"Qian'er, Biao'er, go to the donkey cart and bring a jar of each of our wines over for your Uncle Xiaoping to taste." It seemed that the head of the village wanted to use Yang Xiaoping's store as a sales outlet in the village.

"Yes," the two of them hurried to move the wine from the donkey cart, and Yang Xiaoping also went to get two clean bowls, "Uncle Xiaoping, have a taste!" Yang Shuiqian opened a jar of wine, poured it into a bowl, and handed it to Yang Xiaoping.

"Hmm, very mellow and delicious!" Yang Xiaoping saw that the wine was not turbid like rice wine, but transparent and clear. He took a sip, and it went down his throat from the tip of his tongue. The real original flavor and fragrance were released, and he couldn't help but praise it.

"As long as you like to drink," the head of the village said with a smile, and stood up to leave. "Brother Qian, I'll give your uncle Xiaoping a few jars of wine to cheer him up. Let's settle the bill and continue selling wine in the county town."

"Uncle Lizheng, please wait a moment," Yang Xiaoping hurriedly pulled the Lizheng who was about to leave, "Where did you sell the wine?"

"Brother Biao sold the wine to Huanxi Restaurant, as well as some large restaurants and taverns." The head of the village pointed at Yang Biao and introduced to him the sales destinations of the wine in the county.

"Oh, so the small shops don't sell the wine from our village?" Yang Xiaoping was happy when he heard that, as he had a chance.

"Well," after breaking one of Zhao Si's gang's legs, the officers were still looking for witnesses. They didn't dare to let the young people in the village move around in Wenchang County. If the wine could be sold in more places, the village could produce more wine to make money. But it was too expensive to buy a shop in this county, so they thought of Liu Xiaoping's beef shop.

"Uncle Lizheng, you watched me grow up, so what do you think of me as a person?"

"You have been kind since you were a child, and your character is naturally good. I like you very much." Yang Xiaoping has been strong since he was a child, but he has a quiet temperament. He will not fight or bully others. He is indeed a good person and is suitable for doing business.

"Then I want you to sell the village wine in this store, is that okay?" Yang Xiaoping asked cautiously, "Split it into 30% and 70%, 70% for the villagers and 30% for me!"

"This..." Li Zheng looked at Yang Biao in embarrassment, and the latter shook his head, "This is the village's wine. You still have to discuss your matter with the villagers."

"How about an 80-20 split?" Yang Xiaoping also felt that he had done nothing but set up a place to sell wine, and charging 30% was too much, so he took the initiative to give in.

"Yes, that's OK!" The head of the village was very happy that he could sell wine to the village without having to buy a shop.

"Brother Biao, lower your voice!" Yang Biao came back from the county town. It was still early for dinner, so he played with Qin Xiaoran in the room, tickling her armpits, causing her to scream. Little Zhang was afraid that it would have a bad influence on the two younger ones, so she hurriedly spoke out to stop him, hoping that her eldest son would control himself.

"Mom, I understand," Yang Biao said to Qin Xiaoran in a low voice, "Did you hear me? I told you to keep your voice down."

"But my armpits are really itchy when you tickled them." Qin Xiaoran punched him a few times. It was so infuriating. It was obviously his fault.

"Okay, it's all my fault, calm down." Yang Biao grabbed her hand that hit her, and without arguing with her, he quickly admitted his mistake. It wouldn't hurt him anyway.

"Come on, what do you want to eat for dinner today? I'll make it for you." Yang Biao pulled her to the kitchen, "We'll leave for the city tomorrow morning, so we need to eat something full today."

"Mom, I want to sell wine in the prefecture." During the meal, Yang Biao told Xiao Zhang about his plan. With Manager Xu in charge of the business in the county, he could basically let it go. The daily turnover of the cloth shop in the prefecture was more than that of the county in four or five days, so he wanted to study in the prefecture while running the business.

"Well, okay." Although Xiao Zhang hoped that her eldest son could stay with her, she still agreed.

"Mom, why don't our whole family go?" Yang Biao wanted Xiao Zhang to meet more people, so he suggested that the whole family go to live in the provincial capital.

"This..." Xiao Zhang didn't want to leave her hometown. The city was too far away. Xiao Ran said that it would take five days and six nights to get there by carriage. She also had to consider her daughter Yang Xiaohua's future marriage. She wanted Xiaohua to get married in Xiangjia Town and didn't want her daughter to marry far away.

"Mother won't go to the provincial capital. Your sister is already eleven years old. She will have to marry someone else in a few years. Mother doesn't want her to be too far away from home!" In the evening, little Zhang brought a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup into Yang Biao's room and told him her thoughts.

"Okay, it's already late, Mom should go to bed early." Yang Biao was a little depressed. It would be so nice for the family to live together. Why did Xiao Zhang like to stay in the countryside so much?

"Yang Biao, your mother is old and doesn't like a life of wandering. As the saying goes, it's hard to leave one's hometown and it's hard to live in a foreign land. Don't force it." Qin Xiaoran saw that he was not very happy sitting at the desk, so she went over, put her hand on his shoulder and tried to persuade him.

"Well," Yang Biao patted the hand on his shoulder, "Let's go to bed early. We'll set off early tomorrow morning!"