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Fang Chongshan was taken aback by Cai Xuan's furious slap on the table, hesitated for a long time, and managed to squeeze out a few plausible comforting words: "Probably... the growth of herbs also depends on people's faces."

It would be better not to say it.

Cai Xuan was so angry that his forehead was smoking, and Mr. Ye, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, laughed gloatingly.

Joking aside, the attention of the few people quickly turned back to the herbs.

"In two days, the mountain decoction and stone peach fairy in my medicine field will be fully mature. If I stay idle in the field, I'm afraid I'll miss the time when the medicine is most effective. Mr. Ye, why don't you make an offer directly. I will sell all the herbs in my several acres of fields to you."

Herbs with such excellent appearance are not rare, but they are still of high value. Mr. Ye twisted his beard, pondered for a moment, and asked slowly: "How many acres of herbs have you planted?" ? Are they as good as these plants?"

Fang Zhongshan replied: "The quality of the herbal medicine has to be good. I have planted a total of four mu of land, Shanjian and Shitaoxian each occupy an mu, and there are at least a hundred or so plants on each mu of land."

After briefly talking about the basic situation in the field, Mr. Ye had some understanding in his mind.

He is considered a very senior old man in Fengyun Drugstore. Ge Caishen is not in Fanyang City all year round, so he can directly make decisions about many things in the store.

However, this time it was not a small business. Mr. Ye didn't dare to make decisions without authorization, so he hesitated for a long time before making a decision.

"Why don't you send a letter to Ge Caishen? Although Shanjian and Shitaoxian are not expensive herbs, the amount is too much. It is estimated that a large sum of money will be paid from the store. With so much money, give me ten guts , I don’t dare to make decisions on my own!”

Fang Chongshan and Mr. Ye are old acquaintances who know each other quite well, so they can naturally understand the difficulties.

Although he was anxious about the ripe herbs waiting to be harvested, he suppressed his impatience and nodded in agreement.

Mr. Ye has always been active in doing things. He negotiated with Fang Zhongshan first, and then wrote the reason clearly on the envelope. He specially asked for an urgent post in the city, and paid a few extra copper coins, saying that he could speed up the process. , Guaranteed that within two days, the letter will be delivered to Ge Caishen smoothly.

The fast-paced post office was really reliable. In the next few days, apart from taking care of his own hot pot business, Fang Zhongshan spent the rest of the time waiting for Ge Caishen to reply. Who would have thought that the reply did not come, but Ge Caishen came first up.

Ge Caishen has a wide range of business contacts, and in the past few years, he has devoted himself to studying the market in the capital city. Most of the time he stays in the capital city to accompany dignitaries and eminent officials, discussing business contacts, and has always looked down on small businesses in Fanyang City. .

Almost never come to Fengyun Pharmacy for a look throughout the year, but now he is uncharacteristically, returning without leaking any information.

Not only Mr. Ye, but even the prudent genius doctor Cai Xuan was surprised when he saw Ge Caishen at the door of the pharmacy.

The two of them could vaguely guess that Ge Caishen came back in a hurry this time.I'm afraid it's because of the few mu of medicine fields in Fang Zhongshan mentioned in the letter.

Sure enough, Ge Caishen, who had been chasing the official road for a few days, just entered the door without even drinking a sip of tea, and asked Mr. Ye straightforwardly: "Where is Fang Zhongshan?"

"I'm going to see him now and talk to him about herbs."

Mr. Ye didn't come back to his senses for a while, but the little drug boy standing beside him reacted quickly, and replied in time: "Mr. Zhongshan went to the hot pot restaurant early in the morning. He said that the business in the store is booming recently and there is a shortage of helpers."

Fang's Hot Pot Restaurant has a good reputation in Fanyang City, but it is limited to traffic and information barriers. Ge Caishen, who has lived in Kyoto for a long time, has not heard of it at all, and his face can't help showing a puzzled look.

I couldn't help but frowned and asked: "Hotpot restaurant? It sounds fancy, but it doesn't seem like a serious name. What do you do?"

Mr. Ye finally regained his senses from the shock that the boss, who was always invisible, rarely returned to the pharmacy, and replied politely: "It's a new trick created by that kid Fang Zhongshan when he has nothing to do. The water stew has the same effect, and it has become popular in Fanyang City recently, so you can try it when you come back this time."

Ge Caishen's impression of Fang Zhongshan was still that he was a young man with some ability but quite proud. He knew that the jelly noodles he made tasted good, but he didn't expect that he would continue to produce other novelties in the future.

Although you can't eat hot pot in Fengyun Pharmacy, the shop's signature pickled peppers are still sold.

The most eye-catching little drug boy understood Mr. Ye's meaning wittily, and specially picked out a few plump and juicy pickled peppers, put them on a delicate small tray, and sent them to Caishen Ge.

The strange fruit that has never been seen before caused Ge Caishen to hesitate for a while. After being persuaded by Cai Xuan and Mr. Ye from left to right, he reluctantly stretched out his chopsticks and took a bite. shut up.

After taking a few mouthfuls, he shook his head and sighed: "Hey! This pickled pepper is really delicious. Don't look at Fang Zhongshan's young age, he is much smarter than some older and experienced people!"

Mr. Ye and Cai Xuan, who knew themselves to be older and experienced, couldn't help being silent when they heard this, feeling that they were being insinuated.

Ge Caishen came back this time, originally only to talk about the medicine field, but now that he is so attracted by pickled peppers, he is even more interested in the hot pot restaurant mentioned by Xiaoyaotong, and he didn't mention going to the inn to rest The conversation was over, Mr. Tong Ye turned his head and demanded straightforwardly: "You lead the way, I want to see what this hot pot is."

Mr. Ye responded quite loudly, bent over like a dog, and stretched his arms to lead the way.

Fang Zhongshan's hot pot restaurant is only a few streets away from Fengyun Pharmacy, and he arrived within a short walk.

Although Ge Caishen doesn't often live in Fanyang City, there are many legends about him circulating in Fanyang City, and the small portraits of his characters are even widely circulated among the major families in the city.

Those who go to Fang's hot pot restaurant to eat, besides ordinary people, are also indispensable to the sons and brothers who change their tastes and taste new ones.

There are a few sharp-eyed ones who recognized Ge Caishen at a glance. Before Ge Caishen stepped into the door, he greeted him with a smile, and greeted him politely: "Where is the wind coming from to invite you?" coming?"

"I heard that the God of Wealth has been making a fortune in the capital. It's rare to go back to Fanyang City. Could it be that he also heard about the reputation of this hot pot restaurant and came here to try something new?"

The customers who come forward to strike up a conversation first are usually good at speaking well, with a courteous smile on their faces, and it looks like someone who wants to come and get close.

"Oh, that's true. Shopkeeper Fang is an apprentice from Fengyun Pharmacy after all. He cooks delicious hot pot. It's not uncommon for you to come here."

Fang Chongshan is young, everyone recognizes him as the shopkeeper in the shop, some call him the little shopkeeper half in jest and half in jest.

Seeing such people a lot, Ge Caishen still had a cold face, responded twice perfunctorily, turned around, and stepped into the seemingly ordinary shop.

It made the few people who rushed forward to talk to them feel ashamed and embarrassed.

The hot pot restaurant outside the door is no different from ordinary shops except for a few bushes of tie flowers that are lively and festive at the door, but as soon as you walk in, you can find that it is unusual.

Compared with the usual inn, the atmosphere inside is more lively.

Rows of exquisite and small square tables were neatly arranged, and on each table there was a small clay pot that Ge Caishen had never seen before for no reason.

The bottom of the table seems to be a unique small hot stove, which is constantly warming the pottery pot. The pot is steaming hot, and the spicy aroma is pungent.

All the people in the store were full of red faces, or they were holding a small plate of vegetables, or holding a plate of meat, adults and children, men and brothers sat at the table, talking and laughing, comfortable and happy.

Fang Chongshan was standing in front of a table to greet guests, when he looked up he saw Mr Ye standing at the door who was shaking his head desperately, followed the directions, only to find that the short and fat God of Wealth was standing next to Mr Ye.

Ge Caishen came to Fanyang City from Kyoto!

Fang Chongshan is an extremely smart person. He knows that if there is no important event, according to Ge Caishen's character, he will never let go of the affairs of Kyoto and come to Fanyang City.

Combined with the letter that Mr. Ye mailed out two days ago, Fang Zhongshan has a little more confidence in the cooperation of the medicine field.

After all, he is the beneficiary who may contribute money in the future. Even though Fang Zhongshan does not have a high opinion of Ge Caishen at present, he still looks at the face of the money. He walked forward with a false smile and politely called out One voice: "Ge Caishen."

Ge Caishen nodded indifferently in response, turned his hands away, glanced around, and commented indifferently: "Your hot pot restaurant is very good."

Fang Zhongshan waved his hand, and said with a rare humility, "It's not as good as Ge Caishen. You have a lot of business, and just happened to have a room vacant. Would you like to do me a favor and taste the taste of my hot pot?"

"There are still a few bottles of good wine that have just been received in the store, just right for entertaining distant guests."

Good wine!

Mr. Ye, who was shrinking his head at the side, immediately regained his energy when he heard this, his eyes were full of desire for fine wine, and he encouraged him in a low voice: "The hot pot made by Chongshan is really excellent, Ge Caishen, let's just eat and talk, it's just right It can wash off the tiredness of the journey.”

Turning his head again, he said to Fang Chongshan with a gratified expression: "It's rare that the Fang family boy has a heart, and he knows that he wants to entertain distinguished guests!"

He didn't know Fang Zhongshan's little abacus was crackling in his heart.

Fang Chongshan had already heard from Cai Xuan's inadvertent leak that Ge Caishen was proficient in eating, drinking and playing, except for drinking, which was notorious for his poor drinking capacity.

Ah!At that time, eat a hot pot, and then have a few rounds of pushing and changing glasses, and get a little drunk, maybe it will be much easier to talk about business.