When Yang Dalang mentioned this matter, he choked up repeatedly: "My father loved chrysanthemums the most during his lifetime. Several old chrysanthemums in the house that were decades old were all named Brother Ju. He drank to them every day and talked about poetry..."
He took out a heavily wrapped handkerchief from his arms, opened it, and showed her several small bronze medals inside. As soon as he took it out, tears fell on it: "It's this kind. It was hung on the chrysanthemum plant before.
of."
Tang Shijin took a look and found that the round plaque was slightly larger than a copper coin. It had a small hole on it and was tied with a rope. One of the medals was engraved with "Yanqiu" and the other with "Shaohua".
Just from this name, you can imagine the old scholar calling them Brother Yanqiu.
Just like this, it becomes privately casting official money? Is there any royal law in this world?
Yang Dalang cried loudly: "There are only a few brands like this, but...he was charged with such a crime and sent to prison. My father was nearly seventy years old at that time, and according to the law, he should have traveled three thousand miles...
...We tried all our methods to no avail. Later, the county magistrate said that the family property would be confiscated, so we dedicated the garden and shop, and then said that they had been transferred to the Feng family. Today, this is the place where my father usually invites people to have tea, and we were lucky enough to keep it.
Down……"
He choked up repeatedly: "My father couldn't get sick after being released from prison. He passed away within a month. When he was dying, he repeatedly told us not to conflict with the Feng family. We never dared to provoke them. Sometimes we
Even if we meet each other on the street, we don’t dare to say a word. I hate that old man Feng, but he still tells people from time to time that he can be called a great philanthropist and will never kill anyone..."
He couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground crying.
Tang Shijin was silent for a long time, feeling very uncomfortable.
Just a county magistrate can be so arrogant and bully people like this...
Tang Shijin put away his hand and said, "I'll keep this sign for now, and I'll return it to you another day."
She paused and said seriously: "The fabrics in your shop have been processed overnight. Calculate the money, take them to Luo's house, tell her what I said, and ask her to collect them for me, and then clean the shop.
I'll find someone to take care of it when I get back."
Yang Dalang nodded repeatedly and agreed without hesitation.
Tang Shijin asked again: "What about the rest of your family? Do any of you know how to fry bamboo leaf tea?"
"Yes," Yang Dalang said, "We also sold bamboo leaf tea. My brother can fry it. My brother is very good at frying tea!"
He asked someone to call Yang Erlang out, then grabbed his shoulders with both hands and said loudly!
Yang Erlang was overjoyed: "Really?"
Yang Dalang pushed him and said: "I will give you my younger brother! My eldest son is eighteen, and my second son is fifteen! They can all come with you to help, for free!"
Yang Erlang also said: "My wife can also make tea! We can all go
!My son is fourteen, he can go too!"
Someone came in from outside, and Yang Dalang shouted directly: "No more selling! We are not selling any more! We are going to sell tea! Our old Yang family is going to sell tea again!"
Tang Shijin tilted his head and felt a little emotional.
I feel like this family actually has a lot of madness deep down.
She said gently: "Let's talk about this slowly. You don't want wages, but I have to give them. Otherwise, it won't be clear in the future."
Yang Dalang nodded repeatedly, and without waiting for a moment, he called for people to take care of the cloth.
Tang Shijin added: "There's no rush. There's no point in going there early. You guys have to deal with it here first. Just go to Zhulin Village to find me early the day after tomorrow."
As she walked out, she continued: "You should keep calm. If you do well, I can let you make Yang's chrysanthemum tea again in the future."
The two brothers cheered happily from behind.
Tang Shijin sighed and said to Hua Lang: "Some things I feel are irrational when I do them, but I don't regret them after I finish them."
What she meant was that she shouldn't actually use the Yang family's, because they had a mortal feud with the Feng family. By doing this, she was tantamount to "clear-cutting" against the Feng family, which was unwise for her.
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But seeing the Yang family like this, I felt it was worth it.
Unfortunately, Hualang was not Yan Baiwei. He didn't understand it at all. He quickly lowered his eyes and responded obediently.
He never talked much, and Tang Shijin didn't pay attention, so he said: "Then I'll go back first, and you can keep an eye on me for a while. By the way, help me tell Sister Luo that I'm leaving first."
She left in a hurry.
I came back and told Yan Baiwei and the others.
Tao Chengqi sighed: "This is really a crime! A small county magistrate has reached such a level of lawlessness!"
He sighed for a long time, stood up and said, "I'll go talk to my second brother."
Tang Shijin said: "Sixth brother, although I feel sad for the suffering of others, in my heart, family is more important after all. Besides, a small county magistrate is actually very easy to deal with. You and second brother have to think about things, and you don't have to worry about me."
Things are coming to an end."
"I understand," Tao Chengqi said, "I just want to show my second brother, so that he... can see the world clearly. Don't worry, we won't act rashly."
He said while holding a sign: "I'll take one of this sign."
Tang Shijin hummed.
He got up and left.
The Yang family packed up the fabrics and inventory with almost a whirlwind movement, and then took them to the Luo family.
Early the next morning, as soon as Tang Shijin opened the door, there were more than a dozen people in the Yang family from top to bottom, all waiting for her with round dog eyes.
Tang Shijin: "..."
Hualang also came over there with a few people. When he looked up again, Uncle He was standing not far away, as if he also wanted to see her for something.
Tang Shijin could only shout: "Yan Baiwei, come and help!"
Yan Baiwei could only come over to help.
Tang Shijin first asked Uncle He, "Uncle He, do you have something to do with me?"
The second uncle He was called He Dongsheng, and the dead uncle He was called He Qiusheng. In fact, the two were twins, both born in autumn. But when Father He thought about it, they couldn't both be called He Qiusheng. After autumn is winter, so He Er
My uncle’s name is He Dongsheng.
Anyway, farmers are obsessed with the idea of naming.
Although He Dongsheng looks very similar to his brother, he looks very capable because he has been outside all year round and is well-informed.
He saluted Tang Shijin and said, "Girl Jin, my matter is not urgent. How about we talk about it later?"
Tang Shijin said: "Don't wait for a while, just tell me directly. Everyone else knows what it is, but you and I don't know what it is."
He Dongsheng asked: "I heard that you are going to make tea recently?"
Tang Shijin nodded.
He Dongsheng said: "When I was in Fucheng, I worked for a tea shop owner. Because my brother passed away, I thought that I couldn't live without a man in the family, so I resigned from the boss's job. But the boss's tea shop was very big.
The boss also thinks highly of me on weekdays. If you want to make tea, I am more or less an expert. I wonder if I can ask you for a job?"
Tang Shijin raised his eyebrows.
When she made sausages, it was so hard to find someone to make them. But when she made tea, many of them came to her door before she even started making them.
She was worried that no one was doing sales, so it would be great if someone could do it.
So Tang Shijin asked: "What kind of tea house is yours? How many years have you been in it? What do you mainly do?"