The next morning it was impossible to sleep in.
Yang Che had to go to the Imperial City Department as an errand and got up very early.
He also had to use the morning and evening hours to teach Yang Yuan how to practice martial arts, so Yang Yuan would be dragged up by Yang Che from his sleep every day and would do morning exercises non-stop.
After Yang Che's practice, Yang Yuan was exhausted like a dog, and then he hurriedly washed up and changed into his official uniform.
He had some breakfast at Song's snack bar and then went on duty in a hurry.
The two brothers not only rented the Song family's house, but also paid for their meals.
After Yang Che left, Yang Yuan was still responsible for chopping firewood for the store.
He put a round piece of wood upright on the wooden pier. He didn't use an axe, but used a straight knife to cut it down with all his energy and concentration. The wood split into two halves with a sound.
Yang Yuan is not only chopping firewood. Every time he chops with a knife, he will carefully understand the angle, speed, strength and accuracy of the knife. He will also carefully understand the impact of the different texture and hardness of each piece of wood on the knife, and explore how it works. The most economical and sharpest.
Yang Che was still ignorant of these tips when he was learning swordsmanship.
It was only after he had been chopping firewood for five or six years that he gradually learned the ropes.
But Yang Yuan already understood after hearing what Yang Che said. He had only been chopping firewood for more than half a year, and the experience of using the knife to gain harvest was already equivalent to Yang Che's five years of hard work.
There is indeed a lot of knowledge that the modern education system gives a person that will not be used at all in future work and life.
But the process of learning it is not useless.
The understanding, logic, and analysis skills developed in this process will allow you to develop a kind of understanding similar to "wisdom root" when doing many other things.
Father Song dragged his lame leg over, holding a bunch of green onions under his ribs. For the first time, he stopped to watch Yang Yuan chopping firewood.
After Yang Yuan finished chopping the last piece of firewood this morning, he grinned at Father Song and said, "Dad, what do you think of my wood chopping?"
Father Song snorted with a straight face and said disdainfully: "I've never killed anyone, no matter how much I practice, it's just a showmanship!"
After saying that, he dragged his lame leg and ran to the kitchen holding the bundle of green onions.
"Hey, you're the only one who has killed someone! But this old man usually gets annoyed when he sees me, so why is he in the mood to watch me practice my sword today?"
Yang Yuan scratched his head, grabbed the clothes hanging on the bench, turned around and went back to the house.
Little did he know that when Yang Che was having breakfast, he had already told Father Song that Yang Yuan was going to be an apprentice at the "Moshanghua" embroidery workshop.
The mentality of showing off is as if his son has great potential.
Therefore, Father Song was more pleased with Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan went to take a shower first, changed his clothes, and then went to the front hall to eat.
When passing by the kitchen, they saw Father Song and Lu Xi busy. Yang Yuan and Lu Xi said hello, and when Father Song wasn't paying attention, he winked at her.
As soon as Yang Yuan sat down in the corner of the front hall, Lu Xi brought him food. A bowl of sweet soy milk, a plate of steamed buns, and a plate of dimes.
Lu Xi looked back and saw that his father was not there, so he rolled out a salted duck egg from his sleeve and whispered to Yang Yuan: "Eat it quickly, don't let my father see it."
"Well, my Luxi is the best to me."
The two exchanged glances, and Lu Xi walked away with a guilty conscience.
Yang Yuan broke open the dumplings and soaked them in soy milk. He finished a plate of fried dumplings first, and then peeled off the salted duck eggs.
At this time, the rice dumplings have absorbed enough soy milk, and they have a strong bean aroma. When you bite into them, your lips and teeth are full of crispy and sweet flavors.
Yang Yuan is very talkative, and Lu Xi knows his taste, so he often steals salted eggs for him.
Yang Yuan took a bite of the steamed bun, a mouthful of oily salted egg, and then drank a mouthful of soy milk, which was very satisfying.
Yang Yuan's appetite increased when he thought that he could make a fortune from Wugu Lun Yingge, the noble girl from the Jin Kingdom, who he met today.
After Yang Yuan had eaten and drank, he rinsed his mouth with fermented tea, said hello to Father Song and his daughter, and left the Song family snack shop.
Father Song ignored Yang Yuan, but after Yang Yuan went out, he dragged his lame leg out of the kitchen.
Father Song followed him to the door of the store, looked at his daughter who was looking eagerly at the door, and said, "Erlang has gone to become an embroidery apprentice. He will have something to do in the future."
Lu Xi felt guilty and agreed vaguely.
Father Song was silent for a moment, and then warned: "From now on, you should keep an eye on him every day. Don't be late for work and make your employer unhappy."
"Oh! Got it dad."
Lu Xi, who had just stolen the salted eggs, did not dare to look at his father, so he agreed and walked to the kitchen.
From behind, Father Song's voice came: "From now on, if you give him salted eggs, do it generously and don't act like a thief. Your father can still afford one salted egg."
Lu Xi was startled. Did his father find out?
She agreed guiltily, and when her father didn't say anything else, she quickly walked into the kitchen.
After returning to the kitchen, Lu Xi happily stuck out his tongue. This time he was not scolded. It seemed that his father was no longer dissatisfied with his second brother.
In the lobby, Father Song's wrinkles like knife carvings showed a slight smile.
The second man of the Yang family was not doing his job all day long, but he managed to please his daughter. Father Song saw this and was worried about it.
How could such an unreliable young man become his daughter's lifelong support?
Now that Erlang has a real job, he finally doesn't have to worry so much.
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When Yang Yuan went out, many shops were not open yet, but Jijia braised food shop was already open.
Mr. Ji's braised meat shop usually only opens at three o'clock in the morning.
Yang Yuan was a little curious and took a special look when he walked over.
I saw Fatty Ji standing on a bench, sticking out his fat butt, and nailing something on the lintel with a hammer.
"Good morning, Uncle Ji."
Yang Yuan said hello and looked up carefully. What Fatty Ji was about to nail on the lintel was a palm-sized bronze mirror of Bagua.
Yang Yuan asked curiously: "Old man Ji, what are you doing?"
Uncle Ji straightened the bronze mirror and said, "Let's attract good luck and drive away evil spirits! I'm going to use this Bagua Mirror to shine a light on the bastard named Gou."
Yang Yuan shook his head after hearing this. He didn't know what the grudge between Uncle Ji and Uncle Gou was. How could Uncle Gou not see it if you nailed the Bagua mirror?
Don't worry about installing mirrors when the two families competed. Later, Ji's smoked chicken and Gou's old wine were converted into mirror shops.
Yang Yuan shook his head disapprovingly, and while old man Ji was concentrating on adjusting his Bagua mirror, he slid it over like a yellow croaker.
After exiting Houshi Street, turn left and walk not far along the long street to the west gate of Zhongwazi.
Yang Yuan turned in with a leisurely gait. Yingge wanted to rush over from Banjing Pavilion outside the city. He wouldn't arrive so soon. He was not in a hurry.
This section of Zhongwazi is a golden area in Lin'an City where every inch of land is valuable.
It intersects with Royal Street and is the busiest, so the rents for shops along the street are ridiculously high.
If you open a shop here and don't do the hottest money-making business, you won't even be able to pay the rent.
Most of the shops on both sides of Zhongwazi sell gold jewelry, high-rise restaurants and high-end restaurants, or high-end tiles, which are quick-earning businesses.
There are also teahouses and restaurants, but they are also of extremely high quality.
"Wang Mama Teahouse" is a high-rise teahouse located in Zhongwazi.
There are three types of tea houses in Lin'an, one is the "Flower Tea House".
In a place like this, even the people who greet the door are beauties with beautiful makeup. The first thing a guest does when they enter is to "order scented tea."
When you leave, you have to pay "dry tea money".
From this fancy name, you readers should be able to figure out what kind of business this tea shop owner is doing.
The second type of teahouse is called the "Renqing Teahouse", where "professionals" from all walks of life gather to exchange information and solicit business.
Therefore, tea is not important. What is important is the location of the teahouse and the place in the teahouse that is suitable for many people to gather and talk.
The highest level is the "big teahouse" such as "Mother Wang's Tea House".
The decoration of this kind of place is extremely elegant, and the tea sets are all excellent. Most of the people who come and go here are the children of wealthy families, corporals, and literati.
Even if the seats are scattered on the first floor of the big tea house, there will still be someone waiting for you.
With Yang Yuan's savings, he shouldn't have come to this "big teahouse".
But with Wugu Lun Yingge's status and being a woman, if he didn't choose such a noble and quiet place, where could he go?
When he was just starting out, he was also an ignorant boy.
I remember that when he took an order independently for the first time, he excitedly led Party A into the "Night Elf" where the boss of the company had opened an account. There was a brightly lit restaurant and warblers surrounding you, and he I think it's quite high-end.
The problem is that his client is a sister who "has bloomed flowers but still has her grace".
Yang Yuan's actions stunned her, and then her sister became furious, feeling that this young man disrespected her too much.
In order to save his first business, Yang Yuan, who was not thoughtful, could only impress her with sincerity.
Although after some in-depth communication and communication, the considerate elder sister finally forgave him for his recklessness and hastiness.
And still agreed that he would take over the business. But who understands the hard work of "the father plows the plains and goes to the fields, and the son's mountain is barren"!
Today's Yang Yuan is no longer Wu Xia Amon, so he will naturally not make such childish mistakes again.
Not only did he change into clean and decent clothes today, but he also brought all his savings with him.
A suitable environment and decent clothes are necessary for the first formal meeting with such an important client.
However, even so, Yang Yuan could not afford to go to the private seats on the second floor.
He spread out on the first floor and chose a quieter spot.
The scattered seats here are also cleverly separated by bamboo curtains, flowers, screens and other objects, so the privacy is good.
Seeing that it was still early, Yang Yuan ordered a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, then sat down on his seat.
A boy selling newspapers passed by on the road. Yang Yuan asked someone to call him in and bought another "tabloid".
Today is not the time for frugality, and this is not the place for frugality.
This tabloid in the Song Dynasty was actually published by the "Jinzouyuan" of the Song Dynasty.
The "Jinzouyuan" of the Song Dynasty court was located on the north side of Chaotianmen, very close to here.
It was an important yamen that oversaw the exchange of edicts and reports between the imperial court and various yamen in various places. The eyes and ears were the most psychic, and it was also responsible for the responsibility of preaching to the world.
Therefore, Jinzouyuan collects, edits, approves and distributes "Chaobao" every day.
However, a group of "editors" who entered the Academy were flexible in their economic acumen. While compiling and distributing the "Chaobao", they also transcribed some personnel appointments and dismissals, local anecdotes and other events, and quietly passed them on as "grapevine news" to them outside. collaborators, compile and print it into a "tabloid", and sell it to ordinary citizens for profit.
Yang Yuan's tabloid was compiled and printed by people who specialized in collecting and delivering "gossip" in a timely manner.
Since news delivery is limited by the communication conditions of this era, many of the news in tabloids are more than a month old.
Yang Yuan wanted to browse through the titles of the entire tabloid first and read the content that interested him first.
But as soon as Yang Yuan opened the tabloid, an "old news" on the front page caught his attention...
