However, speculation is nothing but speculation, and Zhuang Keqing also knows that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world, so he did not insist on directly linking the famous wine that is popular in the capital with his own sweet potato wine.
But she always had a vague feeling in her heart that something good was coming soon.
After leaving behind the dried vermicelli and fermented bean curd, and making an appointment to deliver some fresh tofu and dried bean curd in two days, Zhuang Keqing got rid of Chef Jia, who was chatting incessantly and was getting excited, and let Zhao Ping send her out. The gate of the mansion.
When he got out of the door, he saw Shen Ling taking a bristle brush from the bag tied on Da Hei's back and brushing his hair. The big mule snorted with enjoyment and touched the young man's arm with his nose affectionately. .
The relationship between master and servant is quite good.
Zhuang Keqing laughed out loud, walked back to the car, and asked Shen Ling in a low voice, "Aling, you are so skilled at this. Look, Dahei is very comfortable serving you."
The young man raised his clear and moist eyes and glanced at the smiling girl, "I can also serve you."
With his plain, clear and cold voice, coupled with his calm and unmoved expression, no one could imagine that such a handsome, gentleman-like young man could open his mouth to be teased. words.
Although the person he was talking to was his wife, the contrast was too great after all.
Even though Zhuang Keqing was as thick-skinned as a city wall and only made fun of others, his eyes widened in shock and his cheeks turned red.
Aling, you really impressed me...
Looking at this serious and straight-looking person, I don’t know if you are teasing me for being similar to Dahei, or if you really want to "serve" me.
After delivering the goods, there were only a few empty rattan baskets on the cart. Zhuang Keqing simply sat on it. After Shen Ling finished brushing Dahei's hair, the two of them continued to the next stop, the bookstore.
In fact, it was just like sending Shen Ling to the bookstore and letting him read here while Zhuang Keqing went to buy the gifts for visiting Zhao Xiucai tomorrow.
It had been a few months since her last visit. She had reminded A Ling before to collect the questions in the book that she didn't understand and ask for advice together.
I don’t know how many problems he has in his backlog now. It’s almost the Chinese New Year, and the county exam will start in February after the new year. Even if you think about it, it won’t be long.
Therefore, the gift this time must be more generous. Please ask for advice. How can I ask for advice in vain?
Having made up his mind, Zhuang Keqing spent a lot of money this time, buying two kilograms of the best quality pork belly, and then another sugar cube, two buckets of freshly ground white rice, and a box of cloud slices for the children. Cakes, malt candies, sesame candies, etc. were all intended to be given to the grandson of Zhao Xiucai's family.
When I visited last time, I didn't know that the scholar's family had children, so I was a little short on gifts. This time I have to be thoughtful.
After all, in addition to asking for advice, I also had to ask the old scholar to help find a few people to take the exam.
She chose meat on South Street and bought groceries and snacks at Wufu Ji on West Street. Zhuang Keqing didn’t waste any time. She took advantage of the waiter packing things and chatted with shopkeeper Hu for a while, and then ordered another batch. Dried potatoes and vermicelli.
"It won't be long before the Chinese New Year. Don't you want to prepare some more goods?" The girl smiled and looked very sincere. "And I gave you the old price, which other shopkeepers in Erli Village can't offer."
"No one can lose you, don't you think?"
What he said made shopkeeper Hu dumbfounded.
Just now, he signed another order for one thousand kilograms of vermicelli and three hundred kilograms of dried potatoes. He clearly sent a batch of goods to Lao Qiao in the county half a month ago, so he can't order so much for the time being, but who can
The big shopkeeper Qian Dingzhu Wan ordered him to hold this girl tightly.
In just over a month, Jingli has received three letters, each time telling him that he must stabilize the other party and not let the deal slip away.
So when the girl asked him if he wanted to order more goods for the next year, he immediately agreed. Without mentioning this request, even if she asked him to order all the goods for the next year, he would not dare to say no.
On the other hand, Zhuang Keqing also wondered when Shopkeeper Hu became so talkative. But with the deed in hand, she couldn't help but doubt it. Anyway, when she returned to the village, she handed over the order to the village chief's grandfather and asked the big guys in the village to work harder and make just enough money.
Earn money and enjoy the New Year!
The little boy was quick with his hands and worked beautifully. He knew that these candies and snacks were to be given away, so he specially tied them with red string and tied them into square and beautiful shapes.
"Thank you."
Zhuang Keqing took the things and thanked him, but the boy scratched his head in embarrassment, "How can I deserve your thanks?"
"But girl, are you visiting relatives? The gift is really generous."
The guy from the Five Blessings is obviously a chatterbox, and he can talk non-stop when he gets the chance. Zhuang Keqing responded, and he started talking a lot.
Shopkeeper Hu saw that this boy's question was a little too much, so he glared at him hurriedly.
But Zhuang Keqing didn't care. It was still early anyway, and A Ling was still studying. It wouldn't hurt to delay for a while, lest he go back early and disturb his interest.
"This is not a gift for visiting relatives, it is a gift for my Aling to ask for advice from my husband."
"Sir?" Shopkeeper Hu asked.
He was Miss Zhuang's husband-in-law, and he was very impressed. If the other party hadn't been beaten at that time, he would have thought he was a young man from a scholarly family.
"Well, Aling plans to take the county exam next year, so he needs to find a teacher to guide him."
Zhuang Keqing didn't think there was anything to hide or avoid, he just told it truthfully.
"Well, the gift to Master should indeed be generous."
Shopkeeper Hu agreed with his words, but he really had some concerns in his heart.
Since Ms. Zhuang's family wants to find a teacher, why not let the owner start from now on, and then the establishment of the winery will go more smoothly.
And from his point of view, as long as he holds on to the other party firmly, there will be more than just good things like wine in the future.
After sending Zhuang Keqing away, shopkeeper Hu hurried back to the inner room, wrote a letter and sent out the information he got today.
I bought everything I needed to buy, and there was nothing else to prepare. Seeing that the sun was about to rise to noon, Zhuang Keqing simply pulled Dahei, turned the car and headed towards East Street, preparing to find Shen Ling and have a meal together.
Go home for lunch.
When I arrived at the bookstore, I saw him standing by the bookshelf, reading.
The young man has straight brows and an upright posture. Although he is dressed in coarse cloth, he stands out from the crowd. His knuckled hands are holding a book and he is studying it carefully. His expression is focused and pure. People in the shop are chatting with each other.
As well as the hawking of street vendors, he couldn't hear it at all.
It was as if there was a transparent and silent barrier around him, blocking out the noisy sounds from the outside world.
"Aling."
Zhuang Keqing entered the shop and called softly.
The young man's eyes moved away from the page and turned to her. In an instant, his indifferent eyes were like ice and snow melting, and a faint smile appeared on his usually clear and cold face, like a new bud on a branch in early spring. fleeting.
"You're here."
Shen Ling closed the page and returned it to the shelf. Although he had not finished reading the book, he did not intend to continue reading it.
"Have you finished reading?"
Did I come too early?
Zhuang Keqing clearly saw that the book was only half-opened and couldn't help but wonder.
"Well, let's go."
It's just a book. He has memorized the first half clearly. He can study it carefully when he goes back. It won't be too late to read it next time.
Shen Ling lowered his hands slightly, his slender eyelashes covering the emotions under his eyes.
He just couldn't bear to let her wait in boredom.
After leaving the bookstore, the two of them randomly found a noodle stall to fill their stomachs.
Now is the time for diners to take their seats. Several tables around are full, and some people are already slurping noodles in big bowls.
"What do the guests eat?"
The bosses are a middle-aged couple, with the husband taking care of things and the wife taking care of them, and they work together flawlessly.
At this time, the woman took off a rag and wiped their table again, put on a smile and asked, "Our food stall has recently gained new fans, would you like to try two bowls?"
"fan?"
Zhuang Keqing didn't expect that food stalls would start selling vermicelli now. She originally planned to sell it to them, but later because she had a big order from Shopkeeper Hu, she forgot about it. Now she has no intention of doing it.
"Then I'll have two bowls."
"Okay! It's cold now, how about the mutton soup noodles?"
"It's up to you, just two bowls of mutton soup powder and add more pepper."
The woman responded, happily shouted to her man, and then greeted other guests.
