He couldn't help but squeeze into Li Qiao's arms.
As soon as he moved, Li Qiao woke up.
Li Qiao yawned and noticed the slight chill in the morning. He couldn't help but hug the person in his arms tightly, hugging her tightly and rubbing his cheek into her neck.
He was a little sleepy, the night was too short.
Tao Zhu was a little itchy from being rubbed by him, but being held by him so hard, Tao Zhu just wanted to laugh and couldn't bear to push him away at all.
Tao Zhu even had the idea of going out of business.
It seems not bad to lie in bed with this person for a whole day?
Just as he was hesitating whether to really take a day off, there were footsteps at the door, and then there was a knock on the door: "Uncle!"
Tao Zhu: "..."
Forget it, there is no chance of rest for the time being.
Get up and work.
Soon, Li Chuntao also came.
Breakfast is still pimple soup. Li Chuntao is very good at making vegetable pimple soup. Li Qiao, Tao Zhu, and Li Dashan all like to drink it, and they don't get tired of it even after drinking it for several days.
Just after breakfast, Xiao Wu came.
After sending Xiao Wu away, Li Qiao, Tao Zhu, and Li Dashan continued to make snacks.
Xiao Wu had been gone for about a quarter of an hour when a middle-aged man wearing a cotton robe and a figure as tall as a bamboo pole appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.
Behind him there was a man who looked like a young boy leading a bullock cart.
"Is this Brother Li's house?"
The middle-aged man stood at the door. He first looked around at the situation in the yard. Seeing that the yard was clean and there were no random debris, he hid the disgust in his eyes and asked with a smile. Li Dashan where he was chopping firewood.
"Yes. Are you?"
Li Dashan saw this man's face and looked at him curiously.
"I am the shopkeeper of Zuixianju in the county. My surname is Zhao. I would like to discuss business with Brother Li."
Shopkeeper Zhao said with a smile.
"Zui Xianju?"
Li Dashan opened his eyes wide.
Of course he didn't know Zuixianju. Although he had been to the county town several times, he had never even bought food sold at roadside stalls, let alone a restaurant whose name sounded very high-end.
But, he is the shopkeeper!
He hurriedly shouted towards the shed: "Uncle!"
"Here we come." Li Qiao responded. He had already heard what Shopkeeper Zhao said.
He certainly knew Zuixianju, which was the second-largest restaurant in the county second only to Wangyue Tower.
However, Zuixianju and Wangyue Tower take different routes.
Wangyue Tower is a combination of affordable and high-end. Even a poor scholar like Yuan Shen can go to Wangyue Tower to drink.
But Zuixianju only takes the high-end route, decorates it magnificently, and only does business for wealthy people.
Therefore, although the original person has been in the county for almost ten years, he does not know the shopkeeper of Zuixianju.
But this does not affect Li Qiao.
He came out of the shed and saw that shopkeeper Zhao had entered the yard, so he asked Li Dashan to bring Liang Baikai.
He asked shopkeeper Zhao to sit down: "It's rare for someone like the shopkeeper to come to the house, so I didn't even prepare coarse tea. I didn't entertain you well. I hope the shopkeeper can forgive me."
Shopkeeper Zhao glanced at the small bench and hesitated for a moment. Isn't there a higher chair?
He glanced at the wooden table next to him.
Seeing that the wooden table, which was not new, was wiped clean and the ceramic bowl was also very clean, the disgust in his eyes lessened.
He sat down on the small bench and did not touch the bowl of cold water. Instead, he smiled and said to Li Qiao, "I came here rashly. Brother Li, just don't think I'm disturbing you."
"Open the door for business, why bother?" Li Qiao didn't seem to notice shopkeeper Zhao's disdain. He shook his head with a smile and asked, "I don't know what kind of business the shopkeeper wants to do with me."
"It's the Youth League."
Shopkeeper Zhao got straight to the point: "I heard that Qingtuan is a snack in the south. I just heard about it. I have never seen it, let alone eaten it. I didn't expect that Wangyue Tower would start selling Qingtuan, so I asked someone to inquire about it. I found out This Youth League was created by Brother Li, so I found it."
In fact, he already knew that the dim sum sold at Wangyue Tower was made by the little brother Li in front of him.
However, regardless of whether it is Shaqima or Damahua, they are both too common and inconsistent with the temperament of Zuixianju.
Aren't they just two cheap snacks, they are not qualified to enter Zuixianju.
But as soon as the Youth League came out, he couldn't sit still.
Just looking at the appearance, it fits the high-end temperament of Zuixianju.
Trying the taste again, it is delicate and soft, and it instantly compares to the dim sum here in Pingcheng.
More importantly, Pingcheng did not have a youth league before this.
Brother Li's Youth League is the only one here. This kind of snack is fully qualified to enter Zuixianju.
So today, he was riding in a bullock cart, wearing an ordinary cotton coat, and followed Xiao Wu slowly and far away.
It was still dark at that time, so Xiao Wu didn't see him. Even if he saw it from a distance, he wouldn't take it seriously. After all, he was riding an ordinary ox cart.
Now that Xiao Wu was gone, he came over.
"It's the Youth League..."
Li Qiao understood.
But then he said with an apologetic look: "Shopkeeper Zhao, I want to make your trip in vain, because I and Shopkeeper Wang of Wangyue Tower have already established a written agreement, and my family's dim sum can only be supplied to Wangyue Tower within the scope of Pingcheng. Goods. Otherwise, I have to compensate him money."
"If you breach the contract, how much compensation will you need?" Shopkeeper Zhao was not surprised and asked for the specific figure.
"If you break the contract, you must pay shopkeeper Wang five hundred taels of silver as compensation."
"That's it? Small money. I'll give it to you."
Shopkeeper Zhao looked unconcerned: "In addition, I want to buy the Qingtuan recipe. How about I pay 500 taels for this recipe?"
Li Qiao: "..."
Li Dashan, who was chopping firewood on the side, heard the number five hundred taels. He was so shocked that he almost hit his foot with the axe. Five, five hundred taels of silver?
Is this a silver mountain?
"Also, if you have any new snacks in the future, I hope to sell them to Zuixianju first. Money is not an issue. The key is that the snacks must be unique and outstanding. Brother Li, what do you think?"
"I feel that one cannot break one's word. Since I have established a written agreement with Shopkeeper Wang, I cannot go back on my word for money."
Li Qiao smiled as he spoke: "Shopkeeper Zhao, even though I smell like copper now, I will still study in the future. I can't ruin my reputation."
Only five hundred taels of silver for a Youth League recipe?
What good things are you thinking about?
He and Tao Zhu can now earn 11 cents from selling a Youth League to Shopkeeper Wang. If they sell 50,000 Youth Leagues, they can earn 500 taels of silver.
Fifty thousand youth leagues may seem like a lot, but if we do 300 youth leagues a day, half a year will be enough.
So, do you think he is a fool?
On the one hand, he said that the compensation of five hundred taels was a small sum, but on the other hand, he was only willing to give five hundred taels to buy the house. Today's joke is there.
"Okay, how about I add another five hundred taels or one thousand taels?"
Shopkeeper Zhao raised his finger and shook it at Li Qiao.
He couldn't hide the sarcasm and surprise in his eyes.
He had found out clearly and knew what kind of temper this little brother Li had been in the past. Now he suddenly behaved like a man of promise and trustworthiness. Was he trying to get more money?
Li Qiao shook his head, very resolute and unwavering: "It's not about money. Shopkeeper Wang is a real person. When he established the document, he raised the price of the snacks as a buyout fee. He has never treated me badly, so how can I?" Breaking the contract for money."
"One thousand five hundred taels."
Shopkeeper Zhao raised five fingers again.
Li Qiao smiled: "Shopkeeper Zhao, I'm sorry, I can only supply goods to Wangyue Tower."
"I will add another five hundred taels. If you agree, I will deliver two thousand taels of cash today." Shopkeeper Zhao raised his two fingers and shook his head, deliberately adding an accent to the word cash.
That's enough. There has to be a limit to how much you can take from Joe. If it's any higher, then he'll throw up his sleeves and leave.
The smile on Li Qiao's face did not change: "I'm sorry, it's really not about the amount of money."
"Okay, Brother Li is righteous."
Shopkeeper Zhao smiled, cupped his hands towards Li Qiao, stood up and left.
incredible.
He wanted to see if Brother Li would keep him!
"Shopkeeper Zhao, let's go slowly." Li Qiao also stood up to see off the guests, with a smile still on his handsome face, without any intention of keeping anyone in sight.
Shopkeeper Zhao: "?"
His steps became sluggish.
"The sun hasn't risen yet, so it's really suitable for traveling. Otherwise, when the sun reaches the top of your head, and your cart is an ox cart without a place to shade, it will be really difficult to go back to the county town."
Li Qiao was very considerate and reminded Shopkeeper Zhao to walk faster.
Shopkeeper Zhao: "..."
Just go!
You fool, you don't want the opportunity to make a fortune. You won't be able to achieve anything in your studies in the future. You deserve to spend your whole life selling snacks in a ravine.
Shopkeeper Zhao left angrily. Li Qiao watched the ox cart go away and turned around and entered the yard.
Li Dashan came forward, his heart bleeding: "Uncle, that's two thousand taels of silver!"
