With Xu's promise, Wang Lian'er pretended to serve her a cup of tea again, with a tired look on her face: "Mother-in-law, it's getting late. You should have a rest early. You are not in good health to begin with, and my father-in-law is not here." Now, you are our only ancestor, so you have to take good care of yourself."
Wang Lian'er just knows how to talk, and what she says comes to her heart. Mrs. Xu nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay, I will listen to you. You should also go back and rest early."
The maid closed the door, and Li Feng took his wife and left with his father-in-law Wang Xiucai.
But instead of going back to their rooms to rest, they walked into the same room again.
As soon as Wang Lian'er sat down, she asked eagerly: "What did Fan Yanguan say?"
The Fan Yanguan in Wang Lian'er's mouth is the Fan Yanguan who promoted and sold the salt solution department. The person who promoted and sold the salt solution department in Kaifeng Prefecture was in charge of the transportation and sales of salt products in the counties around Kaifeng Prefecture. Li Feng worked under Fan Yanguan.
Li Feng shook his head: "I sent Ah Tian today. Ah Tian said that the servants of the Fan family told him that Fan Yanguan has been very busy these days and has not entered the house three times."
Wang Lian'er sneered: "He used to invite you to have drinks every day, but now that my father-in-law is gone, he has become busy."
Wang Xiucai sighed: "This is what people say when they go to cool down their tea."
Especially those like the Li family, who have no roots in Kyoto, have seen all the hardships in the world.
Li Feng's face showed a bit of anger: "A dog looks down on people."
Wang Xiucai then tried to persuade him: "A good son-in-law doesn't have to be like this. We have lived in Kyoto for a long time and have long been used to it. Not to mention the Li family, even aristocratic families have their ups and downs and are looked down upon by others."
After hearing this, Li Feng felt better again. In fact, he also heard that the Wang family's ancestors were very prominent, but now they are reduced to spending time in the son-in-law's house fighting the autumn breeze? But Li Feng would not say these words. If he said it, Wang Lian'er might scratch his face.
Wang Lian'er shook Li Feng's hand: "Don't worry, Sir, we are in the same boat as Fan Yanguan. If he forgets us, we will definitely not let him have an easy time."
The dark clouds suddenly cleared from Li Feng's face: "That's right."
Wang Xiucai winked at his daughter at this time.
Wang Lian'er understood the situation and said to Li Feng: "Master, please go back and rest first. Dad and I still have some things to say."
Li Feng naturally knew what Wang Lian'er was going to say to Wang Xiucai, so he immediately stood up and walked out. After Li Feng left, Wang Lian'er took out a fifty-guan banknote from her sleeve pocket and handed it to Wang Xiucai: "Dad, from now on, you have to save some money. My father-in-law passed away, and the family's money is not as good as It was so easy to get before."
Wang Xiucai took the banknote with a smile and put it into his sleeve pocket: "Good daughter, isn't it all for you that dad is socializing outside? You are the only daughter of our Wang family. A hundred years from now, dad will not be the only daughter. your?"
It better be. Wang Lian'er thought so in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She still doesn't know her father's temperament. He puts money first and family ties later. But considering that her father had put in a lot of effort in order for her to marry Li Feng smoothly, she didn't care.
Seeing that it was almost midnight, the Li family members lay down exhausted.
Mu Ting climbed over the wall of the east courtyard with a tap of his foot.
Yao Erlang was waiting for him under the wall.
Yao Erlang did not say anything, but waited quietly for the young master's instructions.
Mu Ting leaned against the wall and slowly pondered the conversation between Li Feng and others.
He usually only stays in the military camp and is not familiar with official positions in Kyoto. But salt is related to people's livelihood, and he is quite familiar with official positions such as salt officer. Dasheng's salt production was not prolific, and salt was exclusively sold by the government. Salt merchants must obtain a salt purchase from the government before they can buy salt, and they cannot sell it across regions.
Based on the conversation just now, he was sure that Li Feng and Fan Yanguan had some shady dealings.
Li Feng is Li Zhuang's eldest son. Li Feng has a dispute with Fan Yanguan. What role does Li Zhuang play in it?
Qin Xiang thought of it not too early. When I got up, the rare spring light had already shone by the window.
When she got up, Mrs. Wang was already pouring out the washing water. When she saw her walking in, Mrs. Wang hurriedly said: "Madam, Si Ping woke up this morning."
"Oh, has her fever gone?" Qin Xiangxiang asked.
"I'm backing out. I'm sorry, madam." Mrs. Wang was still grateful to Qin Xiangxiang. Even if Siping recovers from her injuries, she will still be a disabled person. The eldest lady is willing to take care of her and treat her injuries. She is simply stupid... ah no, she is a kind person.
"Then take good care of her and come out to help when you have time." Qin Xiangxiang said. She still only makes dinner today. You can't become fat by eating one bite, and you have to make money in a steady stream.
Today's breakfast dish at Qin's restaurant is dumplings. The stuffing of dumpling ears is pork meat and leeks. Qin Xiangxiang is the main cook, and Hongxiu and Tianxiang follow suit. Hongxiu learns quickly, while Tianxiang learns slowly. Qin Xiangxiang could tell at a glance that Tian Xiang was not unintelligent or incompetent, she just rejected him. Hongxiu and Mrs. Wang washed the dishes and chopsticks a lot, and Tianxiang kept pretending to be busy, but her delicate hands were not even greasy at all.
Qin Xiangxiang remained calm and just put the wrapped dumpling ears on the steamer. Within a quarter of an hour, the fragrance wafted out.
Although Uncle Hai is toothless and old, he is very diligent. He took a broom early in the morning and swept the store clean. When the aroma of dumpling ears wafted out, he and Uncle Ma worked together to remove the door leaf.
"Smells, it smells so good!" Uncle Hai said.
Uncle Ma narrowed his eyes: "Follow the eldest lady, you will be blessed."
After the dumpling ears were steamed, Qin Xiangxiang asked Hong Xiu to fill a large bowl for Uncle Hai and Uncle Ma.
When Uncle Hai and Uncle Ma were finishing their dumplings with mouthfuls of fluids, two white-faced scholar-looking men wearing cyan round-neck narrow-sleeved gowns, black belts, and black gauze hats came to the door.
Uncle Hai and Uncle Ma are both old men of the Qin family. It can be seen at a glance that these two people are junior officials in the government.
One of the clerks glanced at Uncle Hai and said in a kind tone: "Where is the owner of the Qin family restaurant?" The clerk's belly was slightly protruding.
Another said: "Your restaurant's cooking skills are quite good. These dumplings smell strange." This clerk is slim and has a pretty face.
Uncle Hai couldn't figure out their purpose for a moment, so he quickly hugged the bowl, stood up straight and said: "Master, please wait a moment, I will ask our store owner to come out right now."
But the little official with a protruding belly waved his hand: "No need, let's go in and talk."
With that said, the two of them had already entered the restaurant.
Qin Xiangxiang came out with a smile: "You two officials, can you have breakfast?"
The clerk with a protruding belly also laughed: "The shopkeeper is very polite, we have already used it. May I ask where the shopkeeper is? We have something important to discuss with the shopkeeper."
Qin Xiangxiang said: "I am the owner of the store. The officer only talks."
Say it, but don’t necessarily do it.
The protruding young official and the delicate young official looked at each other, and the protruding young official sat down at the long table unceremoniously: "We are promoted to sell the salt solution department. We are here to give you a gift. Come with the certificate."
The handsome clerk took out a stack of vouchers from his sleeve pocket and placed them on the long table. Qin Xiangxiang could see clearly that it was indeed a Yanyin certificate stamped with a large seal.
Qin Xiangxiang was still smiling: "Master, the store already has enough salt, so we don't need any salt for the time being."
The clerk with a protruding belly narrowed his eyes and smiled: "The store lady has just come to Shuichu Alley, so it is understandable that she doesn't know the rules of Shuichen Alley. I will explain to the store lady now, all the shops in Shuichen Alley All the merchants have to buy salt."
He gently pressed his hand on the stack of salt certificates and smiled brightly: "Every month, the shopkeeper's wife will buy thirty guan of salt shop. If the shopkeeper's wife is not available, we will work hard and deliver it to the shopkeeper's wife in person. "
