Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Zhang Shuwen and Mr. Zhang wandered around for a day, bought a lot of things, took out the food, and did not forget to ask them what they got today.

After being kissed by Song Ping'an, he was in a good mood, and he was more gentle when speaking naturally: "Tomorrow there is a big business to discuss, and it is almost enough to buy another store, and it is time to go back."

"Boss, do you still want to buy a store? What kind of business do you plan to do this time? Is it also a restaurant?"

When he went to the countryside to buy tea last time, he also kept some high-quality tea and rough tea that he usually drank. The store also planned to do the tea business directly, "drink store."

"What?" None of the people present understood what store he was talking about.

Xue Ming repeated again: "It's almost milk tea..."

"What? To open a milk tea shop, do you know how much sheep you need? Do you know the price of goat milk?"

Song Pingan knew that he had the ability to open this store and make a lot of money.However, everything has to be done realistically. He wants to start a porcelain business, and now he wants to open a milk tea shop, so he has to take care of both ends.

Knowing that this was not doubting his ability, but thinking of himself, Xue Ming said: "I have already planned it before I came here, so naturally this store is built."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "The milk I want to use is not goat's milk, but powdered milk."

To do this must be done with the help of modern technology, Song Pingan Shen couldn't understand what he was talking about, so he went to the inn.

Zhang Shuwen and Zhang Laogeng also didn't understand, they were also confused.

However, Zhang Shuwen could hear the business opportunities and fun: "Boss, what are you going to do?"

Xue Ming glanced at him, and squeezed his chin pretending to be deep: "This is a secret, why did I tell you?"

Zhang Shuwen immediately realized that this was not the question he should ask. He was afraid of making the boss unhappy, so he fired him and said, "Boss, do you want to eat something? I'll go buy it now."

Xue Ming waved his hands and went after Song Ping'an. Zhang Shuwen's sense of anxiety came to him, and he remembered hearing the name of a kind of cake during the day, and said, "Boss, there is a kind of wife cake here that tastes good. How about I go buy some. Take it back and give it to Madam to taste?"

"Wife cake?" Xue Ming stopped, and was immediately attracted by the name. It's really good to use this to please Song Ping'an, "Go."

Zhang Shuwen happily ran to buy cakes, while Xue Ming was on the corridor, waiting for him to deliver the cakes before knocking on the door, so as not to be empty-handed, without even a reason.

Song Pingan sat in the room for a while, but before seeing him coming in, he dug out his money, which was originally brought by his mother for capital.

He had planned to give the money to Xue Ming a long time ago, but then he thought about it, what is it like to do it by himself?

Although I feel that it is not realistic for him to open any store, I just want to support him.

When Song Pingan pushed the door open, he saw him walking over with two cakes in his hand, his eyes were full of smiles.

Xue Ming handed him the pancake in his hand, and said, "Taste how it tastes, and when we go back, we can also learn how to make it every day."

When Song Pingan took the pancakes, he handed him the silver in his hand and said, "It's for you."

"What do I want your money for? Besides, with so much money, do you want to buy the whole stall?"

Seeing that he really didn't understand what he meant, Song Ping'an said, "Just take it if you tell me, what are you doing so much nonsense."

It's not that Xue Ming was talking nonsense, but he was afraid that he gave the money just to draw a clear line, so Xue Ming would rather throw the money away than throw it away.

He also has a stubborn temper. If he said that if he didn't take it seriously, he would not take it. He said, "For no reason, what do I want your money for? You earned it yourself, and you take it yourself."

Song Pingan tried his best not to lose his temper, so as not to conflict with him, took a bite of the pancake, turned around, went back to the room and slammed the door behind him.

When Zhang Shuwen came back, he saw that their relationship was not bad, and he didn't understand why they had quarreled again, so he stood on tiptoe downstairs and looked at them, not knowing what kind of conflict they had again.The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. He thought about going up to give the boss some advice, maybe the boss gave him a half-time job, and that would be enough for him to support his family.

Seeing that Xue Ming was about to go up and kick the door with silver in his hand, Zhang Shuwen quickly grabbed him and asked, "What's wrong? Boss."

"Did you say that?" Xue Ming felt angry when he thought that the relationship between the two would be frozen because of the two cakes.

"Is this the money Madam gave you to do business? Isn't it good? Why did you start arguing?" Zhang Shuwen scratched his head in confusion. Yes, it made him, a bystander, anxious.

After his mention, Xue Ming suddenly realized that when he reached out to open the door, Song Ping'an opened it.

He stood at Xue Ming's meeting, holding the other half of the cake in his hand, and held back for a long time before he could say, "The cake is delicious, I left half of it for you, and the money is for your business."

"I know." Xue Ming never thought that he would come out and explain clearly to himself, so he packed the money according to his heart, and then put it in his pocket, "If you like to eat, eat more, there are still cakes."

Song Ping'an watched him take the money back, and his face softened a little.The cake in his hand was still in the posture of sending it out, as if if you didn't accept it, then I would keep holding it up.

"Okay, I'll try it." Xue Ming took it over and took a bite, "Do you know what the name of the cake is?"

Song Pingan thought he was asking himself if he had eaten it and how the cake was made, and said, "When I get back, I'll give it a try and I should be able to make it."

Xue Ming asked himself and answered, "This is called wife cake."

"What?"

"Sweetheart cake."

"Fuck! Give the cake back to me!" Song Pingan stretched out his hand to grab it with a dark face.

Xue Ming dodged it perfectly, and stuffed the last bite into his mouth, and licked his fingers again in front of his face, "Thank you, wife."

"I'm not a wife! Bah!" Song Ping'an kicked him, and when he was about to kick him, he quickly took it back, and raised his fist to threaten him, "If you dare to say one more thing, Lao Tzu Rip your mouth."

Zhang Shuwen, who forcefully stuffed a mouthful of dog food, slapped his hand for a while, completely unable to understand what was going on, and the reconciliation was as good as before before he offered his plan?

Standing on the corridor for a while, Xue Ming went to fetch water again and came over to "serve" Song Ping'an to take a bath in vain.

When everything quiets down, the full moon that rises into the middle of the sky will cast down strands of light gauze to cover everything.

Before they knew it, they had developed a habit. Song Ping An would get up early, fill up the water for washing, go downstairs to buy buns for breakfast, and wait for Xue Ming to go to sleep. When you wake up naturally, you can eat directly after washing.

And Xue Ming always made bath water for him at night, and then he kicked him out of the room, made all kinds of noises, and finally fell asleep holding hands.

Poor Tao Zhixing is really afraid that Song Ping'an will abduct Xing Zhaolin, so he sent someone to talk to him about his business early in the morning, thinking that he would finish the business quickly and return to his hometown go down.

What's more, Xue Ming didn't want to send his little wife home in a hurry, so he went to see porcelain with the people he brought over as promised.

Tao Zhixing's porcelain is all high-quality porcelain, and it's much cheaper than outside prices. After doing this business, he can only make a profit.

Porcelain is not only a handicraft, but also a kind of cultural inheritance. Those foreigners must want to bring this craft back to China to study it.

Xue Ming would not be so cheap to them, the price he offered this time was several times higher than the price of the folk kilns.

However, these foreigners can't understand the language here, and if they want to develop this kind of business relationship for a long time, they must find someone like Xue Ming who can speak both languages.

Even if he knew that he was losing out on this business, he would still laugh at them signing a three-year contract.When they return to China, they will sell them to Chinese people at the price they heard, and let them study and collect them.

Xue Ming put all the money earned from tea into porcelain. He bought a large number of vases and dishes, kept some for himself, and sold some.

After deducting the cost, I made more than 3000 taels, which is more than enough to buy a store here.

Xue Ming got off the merchant ship, twisted his neck, stretched his muscles and bones, and said to Zhang Shuwen, who was counting his salary with his fingers, "Go and find out tomorrow if there are any Han students around here who want to go to Beijing for the exam."

"Why, boss, are you going to take the No. [-] Scholar exam?" In his eyes, Xue Ming is omnipotent and a god-like existence. He just thinks that if he goes to rush for the exam, he will be the No. [-] Scholar.

Hearing what Zhang Shuwen said, Song Ping'an also began to wonder if he was going to take the No. [-] Scholar exam. After running a business this time, he had to realize a problem, which was the distance between him and Xue Ming.

Obviously Xue Ming didn't mean that, he glanced at him and said, "Do I seem to be that free?"

Zhang Shuwen put the money into his pocket, stroked his head and thought, and said, "That's right, you want to earn money quickly, and then marry your wife, so you don't have time to take the exam."

In the past few days, Song Ping'an got used to listening to the people around him who had one wife and another, but he still had to do it and stare at him.

Xue Ming turned his head and said to him, "It's been more than ten days since you left, are you worried about your family?"

It was the first time for Song Ping'an to leave home for so many days, and he was also worried that his mother would be bullied by Song Shengwang's family these days.

Xue Ming took him by the hand and comforted him: "We will go back in a few days, and by the way, I will announce our relationship with my aunt, and I will marry you."

Seeing that his face turned cold, he changed his tone and said, "No way, you can marry me!"