Anyway, after a trip to town, Song Qiu simply bought a lot of rice grains and sweet potato starch and loaded them into the truck to take back, so that the truck would be empty.
We went all the way back to the inn, just in time for lunch.
There were only seven or eight guests in the tea shed, and there was only one table occupied in the inn.
Businesses opened after the new year will look like this every day. They are not single, but they are not as good as they were a year ago.
Song Qiu looked at it and was not in a hurry. He asked Meng Chaoqun and other good students to learn from Tao Zheng and others, so that everyone could work with peace of mind and their wages would still be paid anyway.
Old Yuan didn't know it first, but he couldn't help but worry after meeting him.
Can this business support so many people?
But she didn't show it at the moment, planning to talk to her granddaughter later in the evening.
After lunch, Mr. Yuan took a stroll back to the village. Song Qiu planned to drive the carriage to the farm to have a look.
Work started on the eighth day of the lunar month. It has been a few days and she hasn't been there yet. She just happened to send the sweet potato starch she brought back.
Nowadays, there are few people coming and going, the hot and sour rice noodle set on the stall cannot be sold, and the dried radish is also sold in small quantities, so Song Qiu simply closed the stall temporarily.
However, there is no input here, and the vermicelli that Fang Hui needs has not been exhausted, and some vendors come to pick up the goods every three to five days.
Therefore, the workshops on Zhuangzi cannot stop.
Besides, the vermicelli is also durable after being made, so there is no need to worry about it not being sold or getting spoiled wherever it is made.
She was about to jump on the car seat when someone behind her suddenly called, "Miss Song."
Song Qiu turned around and saw Li Mi looking at her with a smile on the porch, "Master Li, I wonder what Mr. Li's orders are?"
Li Mi came out alone with one hand behind his back, without the two followers. "From the window of the room, I looked at the village on the other side of the river, leaning against the green shadow of the green mountains. I saw that it was extremely quiet, and there was nothing going on.
I want to take a walk, but Li Yang is not here, and Miss Song happens to be from that village, do you have time to guide someone?"
A stranger who suddenly enters the village would really attract attention if no one in the village is there to guide him.
Li Mi's words were reasonable and his expression showed nothing, as if he was really just interested in the tranquility of the village.
But Song Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
It's only been a few days, so it shouldn't have been so quick to find out who was in Songshan Village, right?
Is this really just a visit to the village, or does it have some other purpose?
She was a little worried, but she couldn't show it. She just smiled and said, "Master Li, do you want to take a walk in our village? OK, I will show you the way."
So he left the task of delivering the sweet potato starch to the workshop to Aling.
Li Mi didn't bring anyone else with him, so he walked to the village leisurely with Song Qiu alone.
He is already in his mid-twenties this year, eleven years older than Song Qiu, and he married the imperial concubine earlier and even has a legitimate son.
He wasn't a womanizer, and he didn't have any superfluous thoughts about the little girl Song Qiu, but after all, there were differences between men and women, and he also knew how to avoid suspicion, so he only walked a few steps behind with his hair dangling, and did not walk side by side with Song Qiu.
Song Qiu didn't know what he wanted to do, so he just walked around the village as he said, and acted as a guide to introduce things in the village to him.
"This small road here goes along the Ping'an Market. Sometimes we rarely go to town, and if we want to buy something or sell some vegetables, we go to the Ping'an Market. It's very convenient, much closer than taking the main road.
Less."
"This old locust tree has been around for decades. People in our village like to sit under this tree and talk and relax."
"Go up the gentle slope on the left. Well, the small bamboo house in the courtyard is my home. Going up the road along the creek is the road up to Songshan. We all go up the mountain from there to collect firewood and collect mountain goods."
"Going to the right is the way into the village."
Li Mi listened patiently and added from time to time, "The soil and water support the people. The pine mountains are majestic and handsome, and the green mountains make the village extremely quiet and pleasant. It's like a paradise in the world. It's a good place to settle down."
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Song Qiu pursed his lips and smiled sheepishly, "Master Li is exaggerating. There are many mountains in Jingzhou, and there are many villages on the mountains. Our village is just an ordinary small village. How can you say it so well!"
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"Really? I really think this village is good. Otherwise, it wouldn't be able to raise people like Li Yang and Miss Song."
Li Mi also laughed, "I won't talk about Li Yang. I'll just talk about Miss Song. At a young age, she opened an inn and a shop, and she also created good dishes, such as bean paste, dried chili peppers, vermicelli, etc., etc., then
These are not things that ordinary little girls can do, so doesn’t this prove even more that the girl is different?”
How to react when someone compliments you?
Of course he is humble.
Humility makes people progress.
"No, no, there are too many powerful people in this world. I am nothing, Mr. Li, please don't praise me too much. I'll be so distracted that I don't even know who I am."
Li Mi was amused by what she said. He laughed heartily for a while before he stopped talking, but he didn't say anything more.
As the two walked towards the village, they inevitably met the villagers.
Someone greeted Song Qiu, and Song Qiu also called people with a smile.
No one was busy. Many people gathered in a courtyard to chat and kill time.
Seeing Song Qiu leading an unknown person into the village, although he was curious, no one approached him to ask any questions.
Seeing that Li Mi was dressed unusually, he just thought that he might be here to discuss business with Song Qiu, so they couldn't disturb him, lest they ruin Song Qiu's affairs.
Li Mi looked at this scene and couldn't help but said: "It seems to me that your village is not big. There shouldn't be many families, right? The yards of each family are close to each other, which looks quite good. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. This is not true.
Fake."
Hearing this, Song Qiu quickly glanced at him, feeling somewhat certain.
She didn't hide it. It wasn't a secret. She could figure it out by asking. She replied as usual as if she didn't know: "Well, it's not big. There are only twenty-five households in our village. We all get along well with each other."
They’re all pretty good.”
Li Mi said: "This requires a good village head. I have been to many places and I have seen some villages where the families are quarreling and discordant. It is far inferior to that in your village."
Harmonious atmosphere,”
Song Qiu responded, feeling that he should have more to say.
Sure enough, I heard his tone change and he said: "Which family does your village chief belong to? Since you are here and everything is fine, you should pay a visit."
The dignified prince of Changshan, why does he need to visit the village chief?
This time Song Qiu was really sure. This person most likely got the information and knew that there were exactly twenty-five households in Songshan Village, and they all fled from the south and settled here.
This is specifically to explore the truth.
Song Qiu thought about what Li Yang said about the grandpa's calmness, as if he was waiting for someone to come to the door. He rolled his eyes and without hesitation, he raised his finger to the house in front of him, "Well, that's our village chief's house.