In the years of ancient traders

Song Shu hooked Song Anan into the back kitchen, and the back kitchen had already finished work, but on a wooden table inside, a pot was still cooking, surrounded by a circle of vegetables. "Anan is here." Sanniang came from the next door, and she stayed in the county town to help Song Shu these few days.

"Come on, your face smells like manure," Song Shu said.

Sanniang covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't laugh at him, you are not in the village, people in every workshop are looking for Anan, it must be busy."

Song Shu wandered around the hot pot restaurant for more than a month and never went back.

Sanniang and Song He stayed overnight for a few nights from time to time, helping each other.Because apart from a few small members of the Song family, only Song Anan stayed in Xianghe Village all the time, and the workshops would come to him for anything.

In addition to the previous paper workshops, silk quilt workshops, steamed bread soybean oil workshops, and carpentry workshops, there is also a beer workshop in the village, which is built next to the paper workshops.Most of the workers in the silk quilt workshop and steamed bun and soybean oil workshop are from the same village, and occasionally a few neighboring villages also live very close together, but the beer workshop and the paper workshop recruit workers from other townships and counties.

Not only have to take care of their food and drink, but also take care of their accommodation.Some workers were sick or injured, and they had to take care of everything, Song Anan had a headache.

Not only that, but there are more and more guests visiting Zhifang in recent days.

Ever since Pang Liulang and Shi Sanlang came back after earning a fortune in Hengzhou City, the reputation of Song's Paper Workshop has spread.Every day, scholars come here to buy paper. Later, when merchants saw that their business was good, they would also pick up some of them every time they passed by and sell them elsewhere.

They bought a lot, so they had to be received by someone in charge. The paper shop had only opened for a long time, and Song Shu didn't mention anyone to come up, so Song Anan had to go to the battle in person.He didn't like to talk at all, and he was forced to welcome and send them off every day. Those merchants were the most noisy, and they could pull from famous prostitutes in Jianghuai to cattle and sheep outside the customs. Song Anan's ears were buzzing.

"Eat a pig's brain?" Song Shu personally scalded a pig's brain and put it in Song Anan's bowl.

Song Anan didn't make a sound, picked up his chopsticks and ate.

"Have a glass of beer." Song Shu handed him a glass of wine.

Song Anan took two sips, wiped the foam off his mouth, but still didn't speak.

"You have worked hard these days, I will go back to the village tomorrow night." Song Shu said.

"Really?" Song Anan finally stopped his chopsticks and glanced at him.

"Really." Song Shu said.

Song Anan thought he was very angry at first, but when Song Shu said this, the bulging anger immediately vented.He raised his glass, bumped it with Song Shu, and drank it down in one gulp.

Just after the early noon, there was a long queue outside the Songji hot pot restaurant.

Song Ji is still the same as before, letting the guests in line to enjoy the shade on the corridor inside.But today there are too many people, and the stools outside the courtyard can barely sit down. Fortunately, there is a tent made of oilcloth on the top, which can still block the prosperous sunlight.

"Guest officer, would you like a glass of beer?" The waiter who greeted the door came over with a tray, and the bamboo cups on the tray were covered with fine white foam.

"Is this beer?" The guests lined up outside the courtyard seemed to be awakened from their dreams, and they all gathered around in a jolt.

Today is the day when Chef A of Wanghai Tower shows off his cooking skills. Many people in the city bought good seats and waited to watch.That private room is too expensive, and most of them can only be afforded by wealthy households. Ordinary people with some spare money pool together to buy a good seat under the bamboo shed. At least they can sit and have tea to drink, and more people just wait. Get there early to get a good spot and stand around.

Who would have thought that early this morning, Song Ji's leaflets, which he hadn't seen for a long time, appeared in the streets and alleys again.

They had never seen the beer pictured on the flyer, and the guy handing out the flyer said it was very refreshing.At that moment, many people came to Song Ji.

"It's really cool!" One person drank beer and drank it, sighing.

"I've been standing here for half an hour, and my whole body is flustered. After taking this breath, I feel relieved."

"Fortunately, I didn't buy the location of Wanghai Tower. My brother bought it. Now I don't want to part with the deposit, so I have to wait foolishly."

"Don't tell me, Master A's knife skills are superb. I heard that he will perform carving today."

"The pattern can't be eaten after it's carved, and it won't reach my waiting plate. Why don't you come here and drink beer!"

"Xiongtai is right, but it's a pity that the cup is too small."

"What are you afraid of, Xiao Er, have another drink!"

Song Ji's usual rule is that you can drink unlimited soup while waiting, so although the cup is small, it can quench your thirst and relieve fatigue.But today someone called for a refill, but I saw Xiao Er rushing over, apologetic: "Guest officer, I'm sorry, we can't refill this beer. How about I get you a glass of soy milk or ebony drink?"

Wumei drink is also a new soup drink released by Song Ji, but it is not the freshest thing. Many tea stalls on the official road have been selling it one after another years ago.Rumor has it that the recipe for this thing was also first passed down from Song Silang.

Whether it is or not, it is still slightly inferior when it comes to beer.

"Okay." The man who wanted to refill the beer was very disappointed. Today Song Ji's line was more than twice as long as usual, and he didn't know when he would be able to line up.

"Guest officer, our beer is not only available in the store, but also sold separately." Xiaoer saw that this person came for beer, and said in a timely manner.

"Really?" The man's eyes lit up immediately, "Where can I buy it?"

"Go to the back door of our store, you can buy it there." Xiao Er said.

"Shall we go and see?"

"Go! Go! Go."

"It's even better if you can sell it alone!"

A few people in the procession left, but many remained.It's noon now, and some people who had already had beer in the store came out. Those people thought that eating hot pot in hot weather would make them feel tired, but they didn't expect that a big glass of beer paired with hot pot would be very refreshing.

There is also a water feature outside the store, and the doors on three sides of the store can all be opened. When the wind blows to the hall, you can enjoy the water feature, which is quite cool.

George is a drinker, but he never drinks excessively. He just likes to take a sip after going out to do odd jobs every day, which can relieve the fatigue of the day.

This morning when I went out to do work, I received a beer flyer from Song Ji. The glutton in my heart crawled out, and I didn’t want to do odd jobs, so I came here and waited in line.The glass of beer that Xiao Er gave was refreshing and sweet, and the small bubbles in it were unprecedented.

He originally thought that he would spend two days' wages eating hot pot and drinking beer. Anyway, he was alone, and he would be fine if he didn't make money for a day, so it was all a holiday.But when Xiao Er said that the beer can be sold separately, he was immediately moved.

He came here only because he loves wine, but hot pot is optional, and to be honest, when he is good, he only spends twenty or thirty renminbi a day, and when he is bad, he has nothing to eat, so a hot pot meal is quite expensive.

Qiao Qi followed several other people to the back door, thinking that there were wine jars piled up there, and someone was selling wine, but when he got there, he saw a man holding a board with paper on it, and the pony beside him put pens and ink on it.

Qiao Qi knew this person, Shi Sanlang from Xianghe Village, he built several fluted kangs with him in winter, and saved a sum of money, which was his wife at the bottom of the box.

"Brother Shi, I heard that this beer can be sold separately, but you buy it here?" Qiao Qi asked.

"Brother Qiao, long time no see. Just register with me, and you can come to pick it up in the evening, but I can only buy it by barrel here, which is not cheap." Shi Sanlang said.

"Only about barrels?" A few people who came together have lost interest, they just want to buy a big bowl and taste it for themselves.Wine costs food, and the price is not cheap. Generally speaking, a pot costs two to three hundred cash, which is not something that ordinary people like them can consume at will.

"How big is that bucket?" George asked.

"It's about two fights." Shi Sanlang said.Shi Sanlang said the price again, two hundred renminbi a barrel, which is cheaper than the wine next to him, so a big bowl is about five or six renminbi, but most people in the county can afford it, just buy it all at once A big bucket is unrealistic.

Qiao Qi is alone, and he never buys too much, otherwise it will be bad if it goes bad.Although wine is not easy to spoil, it can also lose its taste. It is better to buy as much as you drink.

The other few are also in the same situation. Most of the wives and children at home don’t drink alcohol. Why buy this big bucket and go home?Let's go back to the hot pot restaurant and queue up.

Qiao Qi was about to leave, but he remembered the days when he was earning money with Shi Sanlang, and he paid attention again.

"Brother Shi, if this beer is used for business, what do you think? Will there be a market?" Qiao Qi had some friendship with Shi Sanlang, so he was not in a hurry to make a decision, but discussed it with him.

"There is bound to be a market." Shi Sanlang said, just looking at the hot pot where so many people go for the beer, people with a discerning eye will know a little bit, but, "The storage of this beer is a bit particular. If it is hot, it can't be cold. No, the taste will be bitter. It is best to store it in a cellar that is warm in winter and cool in summer, do you have it in your house?"

That's the question for George.

He lived alone, rented in an unremarkable alley in the west of the city, and only had one room to sleep in, so how could there be a cellar.

Shi Sanlang knew about his situation, and seeing his expression, he also knew that it was the same as when he first met, so he stopped talking now.

The way to do business was impracticable, Qiao Qi had no choice but to let go of buying beer, and was about to bid farewell to Shi Sanlang, but when he heard a squeak, the back door of the hotpot restaurant was pushed open, and the person who came out turned out to be a well-known figure in Datu County—— —Song Silang.

When Song Shu saw the stranger, he asked casually, and Shi Sanlang told him about Qiao Qi's purchase of beer.

It was the first time for Qiao Qi to see Song Shu at such a close distance. He was not very old, and he was friendly when talking to Shi Sanlang, but considering the momentum of the hot pot restaurant and the major workshops under his control, Qiao Qi also knew that this young man I had already dumped myself for a few blocks, and the little thoughts that had arisen in my heart to beg him to sell him some beer were all gone.

"It's not impossible." Song Shu said suddenly, turning to Qiao Qi, "Brother Qiao, right? Next Song Shu, Brother Shi didn't know about it yet, so I didn't tell you. Our carpenter workshop has newly made ice cream. , there are also wheels, and there is a sandwich for ice cubes inside, which is the best for heat preservation. You can use it for beer business.”

Song Shu's words aroused hope in Qiao Qi's heart again.

He immediately got excited, pulled Song Shu and asked about Bingjian in detail.Song Shu also showed him the blueprint of the ice mirror, which looked like an ordinary wooden box with a sandwich inside to keep warm, and ice cubes could be placed in the sandwich.With this thing, it is much easier for George to sell beer, even if there is a big sun in summer, he is not afraid.

But this ice cream cost a lot of money, Qiao Qi was reluctant at first, but then he thought about it, Song Silang's things are always good, such as the brown bed, silk quilt, soybean oil, steamed buns, etc., this beer is definitely not good. Bad, just look at the many people queuing up today to try it.He himself loves beer very much, wishing he could have a glass every day after work.

Thinking of this, Qiao Qi didn't hesitate anymore, and quickly ran home to get the money, paid the deposit, and agreed with Song Shu to come here the next evening to get his ice cream and beer.

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