Yang made a Wanfu salute to the middle-aged scribe: "Master Zhou."
Although Master Zhou was not considered old, the gray hair on his temples showed that he was not that young either, so he only raised his hand slightly and gave a half salute.
Yang turned around and waved, asking Su Qingluan to come over and greet her.
Su Qingluan also performed the Wanfu ceremony upon hearing this, thinking that this was Mr. Zhou whose parents had mentioned that his career was not going well in his early years and that he returned to his hometown to teach.
Upon close observation, Su Qingluan felt that this man was majestic and majestic. There was no trace of depression between his brows. Instead, he was full of energy. There were no rumors of "unsuccessful official career" in his early years.
Moreover, this person's manners and descriptions were upright, which made Su Qingluan think of a person with a thunderous name even though she had never met him before - if the poet Li Taibai was standing in front of her, he would probably look like this, right?
Probably aware of Su Qingluan's gaze, Master Zhou lowered his gaze and landed on Su Qingluan: "Is this the eldest girl of the Su family? I would like to ask if there is anything wrong with me. I hope you can correct me."
Su Qingluan shook his head: "Just looking at the Master, I suddenly thought of a poem: 'Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao people'."
Seeing Master Zhou's eyes light up, she quickly explained: "I forgot where I saw these two lines of poetry, but for some reason, they feel very fitting for you."
A look of disappointment flashed across Master Zhou's face: "It would be a great blessing to have someone with such a wonderful pen."
Su Qingluan sighed: Who doesn’t want to meet the poet Li Taibai? Unfortunately, he is not even in the spatial dimension of this world.
Yang turned around and went back to work on the burrito stall, but she didn't stop to chat: "Master Zhou, it's a rare visit today. Do you want to try this 'Book of Hundreds of Wealths'?"
Master Zhou waved his hands hurriedly: "Mrs. Su, you're welcome. I'm going to take a rest today, so I came to look for my little friend to have a small gathering at 'Hongfu Tower'. It's really fate that we met here."
When Su Qingluan heard the words "Hongfu Tower", she suddenly thought that because those two scoundrels came to extort money just now, she actually forgot that she had unfinished business!
"Please forgive me for being rude and excuse me!" Su Qingluan hurriedly said goodbye to Master Zhou and Mu Xingzhi, then trotted away and disappeared.
Yang helplessly looked at Master Zhou and Mu Xingzhi: "Two gentlemen, please bear with me, my girl has a bit of a temper..."
But she said that she was "out-tempered" on the other side. Because she knew that shopkeeper Liang would definitely be waiting for her at "Hongfu Building", and it was only just noon, Su Qingluan went to the Fanshang store she just saw. in.
Seeing Su Qingluan coming again, the man hurriedly came up to greet him: "What are you inviting me to see?"
This time, his movements were obviously much more enthusiastic, and he quickly spread the openings of the bamboo baskets in front of Su Qingluan, so that she could clearly see the goods inside.
Su Qingluan was happy when she saw it: No wonder this person was so diligent in soliciting customers. It turned out that the onions and carrots she had seen were the same as they were before, and they were still the same now. Hardly a few were sold.
She went back and forth for about half an hour. It seemed that various exotic ingredients were not very popular here.
Su Qingluan looked to his left, touched again, and saw pumpkin, green pepper, and cumin seasonings - of course, they had different names in Hu Shang's mouth, but those names were convoluted and unfamiliar, Su Qingluan didn't remember any of them.
Thinking that she would buy tea later, Su Qingluan looked at her small body and bought only one pound each of green peppers and onions, two ounces of perilla leaves and one ounce of cumin.
Knowing that Boss Hu Shang would also open a shop tomorrow, Su Qingluan felt relieved and said, "I'll come back tomorrow." She turned around and went to the "He's Tea" mentioned by shopkeeper Liang.
The boss, He Xing, was pacing back and forth at the door with his hands folded. He looked out the door. When he saw Su Qingluan walking in, he quickly went over and asked, "Is this Mrs. Su?"
Su Qingluan put down the groceries she bought and bowed: "I'm sorry, my daughter was delayed for a while because of something else."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." He Xing is indeed a friend of shopkeeper Liang. Even his fat and kind face is somewhat similar, "Brother Liang has already sent the waiter to say hello. What kind of tea does the young lady like, even though Just give me orders."
Su Qingluan looked around and asked: "Please weigh a pound of fine jasmine tea... fine powder."
"Jasmine tea... broken pieces?" He Xing blinked to make sure he heard correctly, "You don't want tea leaves, but broken tea leaves?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "Otherwise, we have to break the tea leaves into pieces, so we might as well just buy broken ones from the beginning."
When He Xing heard what Su Qingluan said, he became curious: "May I ask Madam Su, what can I do with these broken tea leaves?"
Su Qingluan smiled mysteriously: "Let's keep it a secret for the time being. If the shopkeeper is interested, I'll find out in two days when I go to the 'Book of Money' stall."
The broken tea leaves of this jasmine tea are one of the indispensable condiments needed for the "new product" she launched.
Seeing Su Qingluan's explanation, shopkeeper He no longer wanted to get to the bottom of it. He simply asked his waiter to weigh the tea leaves, cupped his fists and said, "In that case, I will definitely join in the fun and see what happens."
After Su Qingluan said goodbye to Shopkeeper He, he went to "Hongfu Tower" again.
This time she signed a longer-term contract with Shopkeeper Liang. If there are any new dishes, they will be sold to "Hongfu House". However, "Hongfu House" only has the right to use the new recipes and does not have the right to transfer or publish the recipes.
Therefore, everyone in the kitchen of "Hongyun House" signed relevant clauses, and Boss Liang and Su Qingluan each kept a copy to prevent anyone from breaching the contract and claiming compensation.
This time the process of re-writing the terms was very smooth, but Su Qingluan discovered that although Master Zhou had said that he had an appointment with Mu Xingzhi at the "Hongfu Tower", he did not meet these two people.
Maybe they changed places? Su Qingluan thought this and breathed a sigh of relief: She really didn't want to meet Mu Xingzhi who had witnessed her social death twice in the short term!
After coming out of Hongfu Building, Su Qingluan went to the pork shop and bought a piece of pork belly.
Pork in this era is much cheaper than Su Qingluan thought, but for some reason, not as many people buy it as he thought.
Don't these ancient people like to eat pork?
Su Qingluan didn't know at this time that, in a sense, she had discovered the truth.
When Mrs. Yang finished packing up the stall and looked up, she saw her daughter walking this way carrying a bunch of things, big and small.
He quickly went over to take the pile from Su Qingluan's hand.
Except for the tea wrapped in paper, Ms. Yang found that she didn't recognize any of the items her daughter bought except pork.
Yang picked up a green pepper and smelled it, then picked up a few perilla leaves and smelled it, then mixed in the cumin and smelled it, and then moved closer to the onion.
Su Qingluan quickly stopped: "Mom, please don't peel off that skin...!"
It was too late, the spicy smell of onions had already made Yang burst into tears.
"Girl," Ms. Yang asked while wiping the tears that burst out of her eyes, "What are these? Why does it smell weird to me?"
