As they got closer, the convoy turned onto Daguan Road. Looking at the direction, it was heading north.
The first rider on horseback looked over and seemed to see a teahouse here, but he did not stop.
The convoy went north, passing by the Changhe River one after another, and was about to cross it.
Song Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little regretful at the same time. If she could greet these people, the herbal tea alone would be enough for her to sell for dozens of yuan.
Not to mention the master sitting in the carriage.
It's just that this carriage looks unusual at first glance. This group of people must be either rich or noble, and they probably don't like the small open-air tea shed next to the official road.
Although Song Qiu was regretful, he was not discouraged.
Because one day, she will build a big inn here. When the time comes, regardless of whether you are rich or noble, when you get to this place, everyone who should come in must come in.
Song Qiu was developing his grand ambitions in his mind, when suddenly he saw that the carriage turned around and moved towards this side.
The man on horseback who was at the head of the team came forward in a few steps without dismounting, and asked Song Qiulai, "What kind of tea do you have here? What kind of water is boiled?"
Without waiting for Song Qiu's reply, he added, "That's all. Please wipe the benches and tables quickly and carefully. Then prepare the boiling water and let's make tea ourselves."
Song Qiu: "..."
She responded quickly, and Zhang Lihua, who was listening behind her, had already come forward with a clean rag and wiped the table clean one by one.
In fact, there was no oil or water, and I kept wiping it, so the table was originally very clean.
When the man saw that it was almost done, he got off his horse.
Then the carriages that were parked in a line by the long river were leaning over, and people were getting off one after another.
The first people to get off were the people in the carriages at the back. Judging from their attire, they were all maids and women.
As soon as they came down, they first surrounded the first two carriages, and then followed the few people who came down from above to the tea shed.
Song Qiu only had time to take a look. Those people were dressed in extraordinary clothes, including women and little girls.
Then several people dressed as maids came over, carrying teapots and cups, and some brought their own tea leaves. They only needed boiling water and had to make it themselves.
These people were very particular. She only had mint herbal tea here, so she didn't have to worry about it, so she just helped her quietly and handed over the boiling water.
No one allowed them to interfere at all.
Several masters sat at two tables, other maids and women filled the tea shed, and other guards also surrounded the tea shed. No one who passed by dared to come near.
There were two cases where passers-by looked at it and walked straight past, apparently wanting to come in.
Song Qiu sighed inwardly after seeing this. He had no choice but to sell some boiled water, but it would be hard to charge a few bucks.
Just as he was thinking this, the head guard from before came over and said, "What kind of tea do you have here? Give each of the guards outside a bowl."
"It's the mint herbal tea that I made myself." Song Qiu responded and immediately felt happy. There were at least thirty or forty guards outside, which was thirty or forty coins.
So she hurriedly took Zhang Lihua to get herbal tea in bamboo tubes and delivered them to the guards outside one by one.
Seeing that these people were carrying knives, Lao Yuan was afraid that the two children would go out and collide, so she followed behind to deliver tea while watching.
After all the herbal tea was delivered to the guards, Song Qiu and the others rested and stood back to wait.
Song Qiu glanced inside without leaving any trace, and saw a little girl who was only about seven or eight years old. She didn't even look at the tea that the maid had prepared and brought to her. She only looked unhappy and whispered to the young woman next to her.
say something.
He said it in a low voice, but she didn't really hear it.
Then I saw the woman saying something to the old woman behind her, and the old woman walked towards her and said: "Besides herbal tea, what else do you have here? I see there are many signs written on them.
"Young Master, but I can't see this word clearly, please tell me about it."
Song Qiu understood as soon as he heard that, presumably the little girl was not willing to drink the hot tea.
Then he quickly said loudly: "To tell you what to say, in addition to herbal tea, our tea shed today also serves iced watermelon, iced shrimp, iced fermented glutinous rice, and iced mung bean soup!"
"There's iced watermelon!" But it was the little girl with the ears who cried out happily.
Then he asked the woman next to him, "Mom, I want to eat iced watermelon!"
The woman shook her head in disapproval, "No, although the weather is hot, your spleen and stomach are not good. Eating ice will inevitably hurt your body. They are all ice. You'd better drink tea. When you get home, there will be a doctor here.
, Mom will allow you to eat again."
The little girl pouted in displeasure, turned around and pulled up the sleeves of the old woman above her, "Grandma, good grandma, my granddaughter just wants to eat a piece of iced watermelon, so just accept it, granddaughter!"
The old woman was helpless by her, and then she looked at the young woman and said with a smile: "That's all, let this monkey eat a piece, otherwise there will be no peace on this journey."
Seeing her mother-in-law complaining, the young woman couldn't stop her, and felt sorry for her daughter to go on such a hot day, so she had no choice but to agree and told the maid beside her: "Go and see if the watermelon is good, give it to the eldest and the other girls."
Previous piece."
The maid responded and came over.
Song Qiu also heard what the woman said, and he wisely allowed her to follow Bingjian.
Open the ice cream, hold out half of the watermelon, and let people look at it.
"This watermelon is fresh. I brought it back this morning and it was freshly cut."
The maid looked at it and nodded, "Cut it into two pieces."
Song Qiu quickly cut out two pieces, and the maid didn't want her to handle them, so she picked them up carefully and sent them over.
After the little girl ate the watermelon, her eyes curled up with satisfaction and she stopped making trouble.
The group rested for nearly two-quarters of an hour before setting out to leave, not forgetting to clean and take away the valuable teapots and cups they used.
Naturally, the maids and wives followed their master back to the carriage.
The person who came to pay was still the head guard.
Song Qiu confiscated their water money and only charged them for herbal tea and two pieces of watermelon, a total of forty-five cents.
The guard leader threw her a piece of silver without even looking at her, turned around, got on his horse and left.
Didn't give her a chance to say anything more.
Is this enough to be considered a tip?
Song Qiu watched the motorcade gradually go away. He lowered his head and looked at the dime of silver in his hand. He found that there was about one or two hundred coins in his hand. Maybe for someone with his status, he didn't have copper coins to spend, so scraps of silver were scarce.
Song Qiu didn't think much about it and directly collected the broken silver.
Zhang Lihua, on the other hand, was washing the bamboo tube while grinning: "This is the first time I have seen the clothes that girl is wearing. They are so beautiful! These people look scary, they are not the same as us, but if
It’s really nice to be able to greet people like this every day.”
This is true, a tip of one or two hundred cents a day is really good.
But this also delays other business.
Song Qiu thought about the two people who just passed by. If they really wanted to come in, they would earn at least dozens of yuan.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Let’s talk about the male protagonist first. The official wife is Zhang Yang. There is no prince, prince, general or prince. This story is about a family that has a long history, and it is the story of A Qiu becoming rich and accompanying her grandma.
As for the update, due to my own reasons, the update time is now adjusted to the afternoon.
Finally, let’s talk about the number of words. Because every day I write and read the text at the same time. Shudong is pregnant and carrying a big baby, so I feel a little uncomfortable all the time. This book can’t do it like the previous book with five or four updates every day.
As for the updates, we can only maintain a stable two updates a day, and occasionally three updates.
My energy is limited and my brain power is limited. I hope you can understand. I really feel that I can save more for the little cutie who is so rare. I really can’t wait, and there is nothing I can do about it in Tree Hole. I’m sorry~ but Tree Hole will ensure that it will be completed and that it will be written well without being unfinished.
Well, there’s a lot of nonsense. Don’t worry, it’s all off-topic and doesn’t count in the word count~^_^