Great Imperial Merchant

On the second day, the business in the noodle shop really cooled down, and he could probably sell more than 30 bowls of noodles a day, which was half of what he used to be.

However, this income is just enough to prevent him from losing money. Yang Zhongyuan secretly suppressed his anxiety. Regarding his father's question, he just wrote lightly: "It's okay, dad. Maybe people are tired of eating noodles and don't like to come here."

Although Zhou Quanxu entrusted his son with all the family affairs, he was not a fool. He could hear what the neighbors said, and he could hear one or two when he went out for a walk occasionally, so he frowned and asked him: "Xiao Yuan, if the business is real If something goes wrong, don't hold on, just talk to dad."

Because the business was not busy, Yang Zhongyuan would sit lazily in the backyard reading and drinking tea with his father when it was not meal time. Now he was tasting the Baiting sent by Cheng Weizhe with his father, and Zhou Quanxu really liked the taste.

"Father, don't worry about it. It's not a big deal. Anyway, you won't lose money now. Let's make a living like this for a few days. Let's talk about other things when Ah Zhe comes back."

"Oh, Xiaozhe hasn't returned yet?" Zhou Quanxu narrowed his eyes when he heard his son say this.

Speaking of Cheng Weizhe, Yang Zhongyuan started talking unconsciously: "Father, do you think he will be in danger? Although I haven't been back for many years, I still remember that Cheng's family didn't have many good things. He took his buddies to go out." City, but what if you are caught off guard and assassinated by someone?"

Zhou Quanxu picked up his teacup and took a sip, waiting silently for him to continue talking.

"It's true, Ah Zhe, what else is there to go back to that home? Dad, look, how good it is for the two of us to live away from home, free and free, and don't have so many worries. But I don't know how to persuade him, he Father's filial piety has not yet passed, and it makes me uncomfortable to think about it."

Zhou Quanxu listened to his son rambling on one side, while on the other side he was distracted thinking about how the business in the shop would pick up.

He is different from his son, he grew up in the market, and he is very clear about the doorways in the long alleys of these houses. He waited for his son to finish speaking before slowly opening his mouth: "Okay, Xiao Zhe He is much more stable than you, Dad thinks he is a man with ideas, so don't worry about it, and besides, you are just good friends, and there are some things that you don't want to cross the line."

For some reason, Yang Zhongyuan felt that the words "bamboo horse friend" and "crossing the boundary" in his father's mouth were very harsh. He felt as if his breath was stuck in his throat, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing his son like that, Zhou Quanxu felt more or less satisfied. He refilled a cup of tea for Yang Zhongyuan, and then said slowly, "Xiao Yuan, who do you think is making trouble in our shop?"

Talking about business matters, Yang Zhongyuan suddenly became energetic. He put aside all the messy things he was thinking just now, and opened his mouth and said, "I think about it. It's probably the tall and thin guy from Mengji. The owner of Mipu told me that before There were two noodle shops in this Xueta Lane, but they couldn’t continue to open for some reason. They closed down and went back to the countryside. You see, they are the only noodle shops in Xueta Lane now, and they are very stingy, except for him. someone else."

After hearing his words, Zhou Quanxu remembered the situation of Meng Ji's family.

Seeing that his father was thinking seriously, Yang Zhongyuan didn't bother him anymore. He took two peaches from the empty room, washed them and gnawed them one by one.

Juicy peaches in July are very sweet, one bite, and the mouth is full of the sweet taste of peaches.Zhou Quanxu squinted his eyes and gnawed at the peaches, pondered for a moment and said, "I remember that after Meng Tiao took over the business from his father, Meng Ji's business got better?"

Yang Zhongyuan nodded: "I asked the old residents here. In the past, there were not many people in Xueta Lane and Lanhe Lane. In recent years, Daliang has become more and more prosperous, and many nearby villagers have also moved to live in the city. This place is very popular. Get up. It is said that Mengji’s business has improved since then, but it is not always true, it should be that all the shops in Xueta Lane have done well since then.”

Zhou Quanxu nodded clearly, then asked his son with a smile, "What did you think of?"

Speaking of this, Yang Zhongyuan couldn't help being a little embarrassed. He was very worried about Cheng Weizhe's safety these days, and he didn't care much about the business in the shop. Now that his father asked him, he answered vaguely: "I originally thought that since he used rumors If we drive away our guests, we can also use rumors to drive him away. But after I tasted his family's tiaozi, I don't think so."

"Oh, when did you eat it?" Zhou Quanxu was very surprised that his son had eaten Mengji's food. Since he moved to Xueta Lane, the father and son ate and lived together, and Yang Zhongyuan never had a meal that he didn't eat at home.

"I..." Yang Zhongyuan glanced at his father with some embarrassment, and then whispered, "That day, that Meng Tiao came to the store to eat the noodles I made. He also bought me a bowl of tiaozi and came back, only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we win every battle.”

Zhou Quanxu didn't know that Meng Tiao had been here before, so seeing his son's anxious expression at this moment, he found it very funny.

"You, keep everything in your heart, and let Dad share one or two for you." Zhou Quanxu patted his head. For many years, he knelt and sat in front of the Buddha statue alone, twisting cold Buddhist beads in his hand. But what he was thinking about was his son's hairy little head.

Although his son has grown into a tall and big young man, in his heart, that cute and naughty boy will still not disappear.

Yang Zhongyuan raised his head and smiled at his father, and then said: "Actually, we won't stay in Xueta Lane for long, and I don't bother to deal with him, but others are bullying us, even a clay figurine will be angry. Dad, In terms of cooking skills, he is really inferior to me. Now his business is good, but he has the advantage of having a variety of food and a long time in the shop. If I am not afraid of trouble, and there are so many dim sums, the business will definitely be better than before. But Dad, are we going to keep food stalls for the rest of our lives?"

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the sky outside the courtyard.Danluo is located in the north of Daliang. The summer is not as hot as the south, with less rain and more wind, but the winter is colder than the south, with more snow and less rain.The sky here is bluer, higher and more boundless than that of Dijing.

"Father, do you have any dreams?" Yang Zhongyuan asked.

Seeing his son's serious face, Zhou Quanxu laughed and said, "Me? Your father, I was born in a farmer. When I was young, my family couldn't get enough to eat. At that time, I wanted to grow up and earn money. I bought it for a hundred dollars. Acres of good land, ask someone to plant the land for me. Ten years old... I went to the Yang family. At first I thought, when I save enough monthly silver, I will come here to open a small shop, and then I will have a place of my own. home. Later, I had you, and I look forward to it every day, that you can grow up to be a good child."

His body still hasn't recovered, his voice is soft and slow, but it seems like the sweet spring in summer, flowing into Yang Zhongyuan's heart.

"Look, you have grown into a good boy now, and we have our own home. Xiao Yuan, Dad has no other dreams. The only thing I hope for now is that you live happily. When you are happy, Dad will be happy." Happy."

What he said made Yang Zhongyuan's eyes moist, and he choked up a little: "Father... I am happy, I am happy every day now, when you are cured, we will leave here, the sky is high and the water is long, anywhere can be become a hometown."

Yes, when the former homeland does not want to go back, it is better to find a hometown for yourself.

Yang Zhongyuan already had this idea when he came out of the palace. Now he relies on handicrafts to make a living, and Cheng Weizhe promised to create a business with him. The hazy idea he once hid in his heart has gradually become his dream. .

"Father, I've seen the most luxurious things in this world," Yang Zhongyuan said softly, his voice didn't have much nostalgia, but more, it was yearning for those extreme wealth and power, "Father, I will take you to Yong'an in the future Gong Kankan, after entering that place, I realized how small the Yang family's ancestral house is, and then I realized that Danluo is actually just a northern city."

When he was young, Yang Zhongyuan thought that Danluo was the most affluent city in the world. Since he was young, he always thought that the Yang family was the most wealthy in the world.

But once he entered the palace, his vision was completely changed.It turns out that Daliang has such a vast territory, it turns out that the imperial palace is so magnificent, and it turns out that there are so many big merchants in the world, they have BMW, fragrant cars, and their bodies are full of gold and jade.

Therefore, the small Yang family in the former hometown of Danluo seems to be just a nouveau riche in a small town. It is trapped in Danluo, and it can only live in a corner of Danluo.

"Father, the Yang family is too young, he can't accommodate me, and I can't see him either." Yang Zhongyuan sighed.

"Father, this small food stall is just an attempt for me to return to the outside world. I have lived in the palace for a long time, and everything outside is so strange to me. Look at me, I don't even have to set off firecrackers when I open the store." I know, thanks to Ah Zhe for helping me remember."

"Father, do you think I will open the best restaurant in Daliang?" Finally, Yang Zhongyuan turned to look at Zhou Quanxu and said.

Zhou Quanxu listened to his son with a smile on his face, as if all the dreams he said could come true.

"Xiao Yuan, if you believe you can do it, you can do it."

This afternoon, Yang Zhongyuan finally opened his heart. He told his father intermittently about many things in the palace.

There are hardships and joys in this. He met new friends, had a respected teacher, and learned many things that people would never learn in a lifetime, and saw the most extreme prosperity in this world.

The ups and downs of those 14 years are like a heavy history book. He occasionally reads it himself, as if he is still in a dream.

When it was time for dinner, there were still not too many people in the shop, but they were not too few. While busy making noodles, Yang Zhongyuan washed and peeled a peach, and then boiled it in a clay pot with rice washing water.

Peach has a very wonderful aroma, this taste is different from the umami of chicken soup, it is more sweet.

After a while, the small earthenware pot gave off the unique sweet aroma of fruit. Some diners smelled it and asked Yang Zhongyuan curiously: "Boss, what are you doing?"

Yang Zhongyuan's attitude towards these diners who would still come to his shop was even more favorable, and he laughed and said, "Well, I'm making flat peach rice."

After all, he didn't wait for the diners to ask, so he went on straight: "Eat peaches in summer to clear the lungs, and the recipe of flat peach rice is also very simple. After the peaches are steamed, cook porridge and rice, and when the porridge and rice boil, then put Just put the peaches together and let them ripen. My father has a cough recently, so I made them for him."

The diner listened, quickly gave a thumbs up, and praised: "The little boss really cares about eating, and he is so filial, praise, praise."

As soon as he spoke, the peaches were ripe. Yang Zhongyuan replaced the japonica rice to cook. When it boiled, he added the peaches and covered it with a lid to suffocate.

In an instant, the aroma of rice mixed with the sweetness of peaches came to the nostrils, and other diners in the store smelled it, and said one after another: "I will try it when I go home."

Yang Zhongyuan rolled his eyes with a smile, while collecting the money, he still did not forget to ask: "Remember not to eat too much, peaches are hot in nature, and eating too much can easily cause internal fire, just eat it once in a while to try something new."

The guests got his kindness, thanked him and left, the noise of people in the huge shop disappeared for a while, only Tao Xiang was left with him.

At this moment, a familiar mellow voice sounded from behind Yang Zhongyuan: "Hey, I haven't been here for a few days, what are you doing delicious today?"

Hearing this voice, Yang Zhongyuan's eyes lit up, he turned his head and shouted, "Azhe?!"