Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

In the evening, Xue Ming invited everyone to have a good meal. Song Pingan knew that he was a picky eater, so he let him go. He wanted to taste the dishes in this prefecture, so that he could imitate them when he got back. Do it, so that the restaurant will not open up and lose money in time.

In his opinion, selling spicy crayfish and hot pot is just talk on paper. Big guys are not very sensitive to chili, but it is different for a skilled person like him.

Xue Ming watched him chewing slowly every time he ate, as if he had to eat the formula inside, couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you thinking about the restaurant?"

Song Pingan took two mouthfuls of rice and ignored him, continuing to taste the dishes on the table.

Stuffing his mouth full of Zhang Shuwen, he swallowed the meal with difficulty, and said, "Boss, so the restaurant was bought for Madam?"

Xue Ming put a piece of pork ribs into Song Ping'an's bowl, and said, "Eat more and make up for it."

There were not a few pieces of spare ribs on a plate, and Xue Ming put them all in his bowl. Even Zhang Laogeng couldn't help joking: "Eat more, and give birth to a big fat boy next year."

He choked Song Ping angrily, and almost spit out the rice. Apparently, Mr. Zhang regarded him as a brother, and he was a very strong one.

Song Pingan didn't feel that he looked like a brother in any way, but the brother in front of him obviously had the body of a brother, but he lived like a man.

When they met for the first time, Song Ping'an looked him over carefully, but he didn't find any obvious pregnancy mole on his body. Mr. Zhang even thought that he had poked his sore spot, and said, "Don't worry, you two. I have heard of a brother before, the color of the mole on his body is very light, and he can give birth to a child, and he is still a big fat boy."

The first sentence of his made Xue Ming smile, but the latter sentence saw Song Ping'an's gaze flickering over him, which obviously meant that he wanted him to have a baby.

Xue Ming thought that he must be the one who attacked, and he had never considered the matter of having children. Seeing that he had hope in this regard, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Well, it seems that this light color can win a man in one fell swoop. Well, I’ll try it tomorrow too.”

Hearing that Song Ping'an's face became hot, he kicked him immediately: "What are you talking about while eating?"

Zhang Shuwen still hasn't figured out who the brother is. In terms of appearance, the brother is Xue Ming, but in terms of character, he is also a man. He asked with a smile, "Boss, who will be your next child?"

Although Xue Ming was answering his question, he looked at Song Ping'an and asked, "Who do you think will be in the future?"

Although Song Ping'an was awkward and irritable, ever since he agreed to try with him, it didn't stop him from confessing the relationship between the two of them to others.

He put a spare rib in his mouth and chewed it twice, but the taste was not very good, his face changed, and he ignored him.

In his heart, Xue Ming was a brother, if he could have a child, he would definitely let him have it, and he also didn't think about having a child by himself in the future.

This topic did not end here. When going back to the room to sleep, Xue Ming filled up the hot water, stayed in the room and refused to leave, holding the wooden bucket and said: "Why don't we come here once, maybe I can give birth to a baby." child."

Song Pingan took out a piece of clothing from the bag and threw it to him, and gave him a look, "Okay, then you have to live with yourself."

Xue Ming laughed twice and went out with his clothes in his arms, just in time to see Zhang Shuwen squatting at the door eating chicken legs - this guy had hidden one.

Zhang Shuwen was obviously taken aback when he saw him, swallowed the chicken in embarrassment, and asked, "Boss, why did you come out so soon?"

Xue Ming didn't pay much attention to the fact that he gnawed on the chicken legs, but just hugged his clothes and looked at the exquisitely decorated restaurant, put his finger on the handrail, and asked, "How much money do you think this restaurant needs?"

Zhang Shuwen's mouth was full of oil, and said: "At least 2000 taels of silver, the business of this restaurant is also good, why, boss, you want to buy it again?"

The location of this restaurant is good, and the business is also good. Even if he wants to buy it, the boss here will not agree.

"Look again."

Zhang Shuwen said "oh", squatted at the door and gnawed the meat off the chicken legs.Xue Ming glanced at it in distaste, and went to the crack of the door.

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Due to the limited time for the foreign businessman to return to the voyage, Xue Ming won the big business of the foreign businessman, and Xue Ming has enough money to buy a small shop in Fucheng, which is enough to sell something.

At dawn, Song Pingan put on his cloth shoes and went to the back kitchen to order steamed buns and some dishes that tasted good yesterday.

When Xue Ming woke up, all the washing things were by the bed, Song Ping'an even brought the food to fill his stomach, and Zhang Laogeng took them to collect the tea in a rowing boat.

When I arrived at the shore in an hour, someone came to greet me. Mr. Zhang even introduced: "Boss, this is the old man Wang I mentioned to you before. He has more than ten catties of tea at home, all of which are made from his own tea trees. He stirs the tea. The technology is high and the quality of the tea is good."

"Go and have a look at the tea leaves first." Whether it's good or not, you can tell by talking about it. Some teas seem to be fried very well, but they don't taste enough to drink.

Old man Wang graciously invited them to his home to entertain them, and asked his sons to bring out the tea leaves for him to inspect.

Song Ping'an grabbed a handful and took a look. It was the same as what he described. From the appearance, the cord, tenderness, and luster were all top-notch.So he nodded to Xue Ming, took it to him and smelled it.

The fragrance is pure and long lasting.After sniffing it several times, it proved that the tea is good without brewing it. Xue Ming put a piece in his mouth and said, "What's the price of your Xinyi?"

The old man Wang’s family has a very good skill in frying tea, but they can’t rely on it for a living. They usually fry it for themselves. I've seen it, this is really good tea, I'll sell it to you for a catty, how about it?"

"A penny?" Song Pingan put back the tea he had grabbed, "Do you think we really don't understand tea or we don't? Although your tea is good tea, it's not the best tea. What do you take? Go out and sell it for a little money, see if anyone wants it."

Xue Ming agreed with his statement that a penny for a catty is too much to talk about. Although this tea is good tea, it is not a high-quality tea, so there is no need for him to pay such a high price for it.

"I came here to collect tea for the sake of Uncle Geng, I hope you will be self-aware." Xue Ming spat out the tea in his mouth, "You should know that selling your tea to me is money. If you don’t go out, you can only drink it yourself, and you won’t get a penny.”

One of old man Wang's sons came over, and he looked very excited and said: "Then boss, please make a price. I will see if it is suitable. If it is suitable, you can take the few catties from my house."

Xue Ming set the price himself, and he would definitely keep the price down, saying, "Twenty Wen a catty."

He hesitated for a while, and then raised the price a bit: "25 Wen a catty, what do you think? If you think it's appropriate, you can charge our tea at this price in the future."

Without a contract, verbal promises mean nothing. Xue Ming knew this before, so he didn't buy into him at all. If you don't think it's suitable, you can find someone else."

"How about 22 Wen a catty? This price can't be lowered. If you think it's good, we'll pick it up for you now."

Xue Ming can accept the price of 22 Wen, so he said, "This price is also fine, I want to meet the person who fried tea."

The young man pointed to himself and said, "Boss, I made this tea. If you like it, I'll make you a cup right now."

Seeing that this young man is quite witty, he will continue to do the tea business for a long time, and he will definitely need a few technicians with countertops. He said: "If you need work in the future, you can come to me through Mr. Zhang."

"Ah, thank you very much, boss. My name is Wang Zhiyuan. If you don't mind, I'll show you the way. I know who's roasted tea is good."

When old man Wang heard that he was going to work for his son, he hurriedly urged his son to take out the tea leaves, and then led them to buy tea leaves.

With Wang Zhiyuan's help, we got twice the result with half the effort. The workload that was originally planned to take two days was reduced to one day. By evening, one kilogram of tea had already been loaded onto the boat.

Zhang Laogeng's boat was small, and it was a bit difficult to carry four grown men and [-] kilograms of tea. Wang Zhiyuan borrowed the ferry boat from the village to help them transport the tea back.

On this trip, he bought some good tea and some bad tea.After getting off the ship, I boarded the foreign merchant's ship directly, because the next day's transaction often encountered local snakes, and some protection fees were charged.

Several foreign businessmen excitedly inspected the goods with him. Xue Ming was not one of those businessmen who would steal and play tricks and ignore the quality for profit. He said: "There are several grades of good and bad in this kilogram of tea. One product."

After thanking the foreign businessman, he began to check the tea leaves, and found that he distributed the tea leaves in a very standardized way, and the first-grade, second-grade, and third-grade grades were all obvious.

Zhang Shuwen took out some samples, soaked them for them to taste carefully, and talked about the price with them, saying: "This tea is the top grade tea, and it has a total of [-] catties. There are different prices for [-] catties, which are three taels of silver for one catty, and two taels of silver." Eight qian, one tael, six qian, seventy catties of the second grade... Of course, I also prepared a hundred catties of crude tea for you..."