Xu Wenqu stayed home for more than half a month. As soon as he came back, Tang Junchen told the story vividly.
Tang Shiyue came to see him, and happened to hear Tang Junchen sighing: "Yueer's scheming is so powerful! Who dares to marry such a powerful little lady in the future? If you are not careful, you will become a Hedong lion!"
Haha! You are the Hedong Lion!
Tang Shiyue then smiled and said: "Sir is back!"
When Tang Junchen turned around and saw her, he was surprised. Ma Liuer stepped away and peeked at her expression. Seeing her smiling, he thought she might not have heard, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Wenqu hummed.
He quite likes her natural word "come back", as if this is his home.
He then smiled and said: "Yue'er, can you see what I asked Wangshu to send?"
When he went back, Tang Shiyue packed a cart full of local specialties for him. When he returned, his parents heard that he had rekindled his desire to take the imperial examination and had given up the idea of forcing himself to be imprisoned.
I cried bitterly and was extremely grateful to the legendary Tang Shiyue.
So when I came back, I brought a lot of things from my daughter's house, just for her.
"Collect it, I haven't come to see it yet," Tang Shiyue said: "I just went home and heard that you are back. I came here to see you first."
"Well," Xu Wenqu said with a smile, "Don't you think I have no words here? I asked someone to buy a batch for you, and you can watch and play with it."
"Really?" Tang Shiyue was overjoyed: "Thank you, sir!"
Tang Junchen was also very interested: "Master, you also bought a storybook for Yue'er? I don't know..."
Xu Wenqu glanced at him with a smile, and Tang Junchen instantly silenced himself and shrank back.
Xu Wenqu then turned back and said with a smile: "I heard that you have come up with something new? It's called yuba?"
"Well," Tang Shiyue said, "I'll make it for you to eat at noon. There's also soybean oil skin. We've been eating it for several days and we've all eaten it. Let's just make it for you."
Xu Wenqu smiled and nodded.
Then I heard Tang Shiyue sigh with hatred: "It's so easy to make money! There are so many ways to make money. If it weren't for the fact that these ways are quite tiring, I wouldn't be willing to teach them to others!"
Xu Wenqu: "..."
Tang Junchen couldn't help but said: "If you say this out loud, people will be jealous to death!"
"You are mediocre if you are not envied by others!" Tang Shiyue looked at him with a smile.
Tang Junchen looked back very innocently, as if he wasn't the one who complained about her behind her back just now.
So Tang Shiyue took out some pieces of paper from his arms: "Sir, during the Moon Worship Festival, your disciples all wrote poems. Please help me see if they are good or not."
Tang Junchen was stunned for a moment, and then screamed: "Yue'er, no!"
He rushed up to grab it, but Xu Wenqu glared back, so he clutched his chest and said, "Yue'er, why are you doing this to me..."
"Because I am the Hedong Lion!" Tang Shiyue smiled and said, feeling quite like a bear parent: "Brother Zong is the fastest in writing, and he promised me that he is not perfunctory, what do you think?"
Xu Wenqu was a little curious. He opened it and looked at it. Then he closed the paper and slapped it on the table.
The four of them lowered their hands together.
Xu Wenqu stood up, holding his hands behind his back, and was about to reprimand him.
I heard Tang Shiyue laughing next to me: "Sir, when you become a king and have a family, what can you write for me? You see, Du Gongbu wrote Aunt Gongsun Dancing with the Sword, and even Cao Zhi also wrote Luo Shen Fu...
…”
She looked at him: "You have already written Songhuadan, don't tell me that I am not as good as Songhuadan?"
Xu Wenqu: "..."
She looked longingly: "I'm telling you, just use all the beautiful words to describe me as rare in the sky and rare on the earth, but just don't write who I am, what my name is, and where I live... so that future generations will be sure
I’m scratching my head and wondering where such a beauty can be found...it’s not worth my time to come here.”
Xu Wenqu held his forehead and lost his temper.
Knowing that she was deliberately rambling, Xu Wenqu still smiled and said: "Okay, when I become famous all over the world in the future, I will definitely write to you."
"Then it's settled," she patted him on the shoulder, gave Tang Junchen a wish-for-goodness look, and turned around to leave.
When Xu Wenqu turned around again, he was no longer in the mood to train others. He stood with a straight face for a long time and then said, "I will be away for half a month to test your progress."
Well, in-class tests and so on... are just as painful as being trained, okay?
Tang Junchen glanced at Tang Shirong resentfully, thinking that he would never gossip about Tang Shiyue behind his back again, and would avenge any grudges on the spot...
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While Yuzhu was studying, almost everyone in the village asked for leave, and people in several other villages were almost jealous to death. They begged Tang Shiyue and Tang Sishu in different ways every day.
Uncle Tang couldn't resist, so he simply stopped working for a few days, and it was back to normal operation today.
Generally, it takes about half a month to soak pears in wine, while it takes about a month to soak carambola in wine.
So in a few days, the pear wine was ready. As usual, Tang Shiyue asked the handsome boys to put on fashionable clothes and deliver it to Sifang Restaurant. Four mule carts made several trips, weighing six thousand kilograms.
liquor.
It takes a long time for pears to be on the market. After this batch is released, another batch can be brewed.
Most of these wines will be shipped to the county after Shopkeeper Shen takes over.
In fact, Tang Shiyue knew in her heart that Sifang Restaurant must have been secretly doing the business of a second-rate dealer.
But the county town was beyond her reach at the moment. Even if she negotiated a contract with him, he would definitely have something to say. Fortunately, there was no shortage of money, so Tang Shiyue turned a blind eye and pretended to be confused.
As soon as the pear wine came on the market, the Meng family became a little restless.
They immediately went to Sifang Restaurant to taste the new wine, which was pear wine. They also made some inquiries around the world, and this time they only got this one.
They don’t have a recipe for pear wine, only carambola wine, but the pear wine is on the market, and carambola wine should be coming soon, right?
Meng Xiyang went to the Mengjia Winery and asked someone to open a jar of wine and taste it.
The wine had been sealed for half a month, and when it was opened, there was a sweet and sour smell. It looked turbid, and when I tasted it, it also had a strange smell.
Meng Xanyang felt something was wrong and frowned: "Why is it different? Are you sure the recipe you used is correct?"
"It must be right," Manager Chen remained calm, "I hired several doctors to carefully estimate the quantity. The carambolas are all stacked up one by one, and they are all counted. It will definitely not be wrong.
I guess the time is coming."
Meng Xanyang thought for a while and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart: "Okay, wait a minute, you ask people to keep an eye on that side, and there are only three or four days between us. If they open the wine, we will open it!"
Manager Chen responded urgently.
So I waited for another ten days.
In the meantime, Manager Chen finally asked someone from a winery and got the news that the carambola wine would have to be brewed for a month and they would not open it until the eighth day of September.
So on the fifth day of September, Meng Xiyang happily brought people to drink.
This time, with the intention of overpowering Sifang Restaurant, they brewed eight thousand kilograms of wine. If they only needed 10% of the wine, they would immediately filter it out and transport it to the county town.
Meng Xiyang took people to the Mengjia Wine Shop and watched as people opened the wine. As soon as the wine jar was opened, he smelled a rotten smell, and Meng Xiyang's smile gradually disappeared.
Manager Chen also felt that something was wrong, so he quickly took the wine ladle and took a scoop. The wine was turbid, had a sour smell, and had pieces of rotten fruit pulp floating in it.
Manager Chen froze for a long time before slowly turning around. Meng Xianyang looked at the wine, his face completely expressionless.
Manager Chen said in a trembling voice: "Maybe, maybe it's not yet time." (To be continued)