Little husband's market life

Chapter 51

It was the first time Qiao Zhishu exposed Xiao Zhishu to sleep, and the shame in his heart still lingered even after falling asleep.His head was all under his body, and he subconsciously felt that it was cold below him, so he hugged Sheng Yao's arms tightly and slept until the middle of the night, when his legs unconsciously folded up, holding Sheng Yao's hand.

On early summer nights, the temperature is already not low, so two people sleep together, and basically don't cover the sheets, otherwise it will be hot.

Sheng Yao woke up naturally when he fell asleep, and the first thing he did after opening his eyes was to look at Qiao Zhishu beside him.The latter curled up into a small ball again, his brows and eyes were relaxed, his face was flawless and pure, and his forehead was pressed tightly against his arm.Looking down, the snow-forging underwear on the upper body was rubbed up, revealing the white and soft belly, and further down, it was the little thing that was raising its head.

Qiao Zhishu was still chasing the sun in his dream, he wanted to get close to the warmth, through his hard work to catch up, he finally stuck, and he started to have a fever...

Sheng Yao's first reaction was that fortunately Zhishu's little baby didn't break, but his second reaction was a little uncontrollable.

The scorching fire swirled in his body, and finally rushed down his body together. Qiao Zhishu was awakened by the heat. When he opened his eyes, Sheng Yao was about to get up.

"Pretending to be asleep? Huh?" Sheng Yao's voice was different from the past, as if he was suppressing something, but also as if something was about to burst out.

Qiao Zhishu's big eyes were fully opened, and seeing Sheng Yao leaning down, he quickly opened his arms to wrap around him, he was dumbfounded, his brows and eyes were also soft, which made Sheng Yao peck at the corners of his lips and chin fascinatedly .

Only when Xiao Zhishu was grasped did Qiao Zhishu tense up...

... two quarters of an hour passed.

Sheng Yao ordered his servants to fetch water to wash, Qiao Zhishu sat up and huddled in the corner of the bed, looking down at his right hand on the pillow in a daze, he felt that the palm of this hand was still hot...

The scene just now was too shocking, Sheng Yao said that to be fair, he also showed him, and also grabbed his hand to touch...

Comfortable and shameful.

The servant took the water basin and put it in the outer room, then left and closed the door.

When Sheng Yao twisted the veil and came back to sit down on the bed, Qiao Zhishu hurriedly buried his head, and then he heard Sheng Yao lightly laugh, very annoying!

"I'm enlightened, why are you ashamed?" Sheng Yao teased, stretched out his hand to drag Qiao Zhishu's ankle, pulled him to lie down, and gently cleaned him with his hand holding the veil.

"Ah?" Qiao Zhishu yelled in panic, and kicked her legs in shame after lying down.

The two big white legs kicked blindly twice, because they were afraid that they would really kick Sheng Yao, so they restricted their performance, and finally had to cover their face with their arms, lay down on their own and let Sheng Yao clean themselves.

This morning, the servants brought two basins of water into the host's house.

The two went to the main room for dinner one after the other. Seeing the two of them, Sheng Ying finally felt relieved, and silently said a word of thanks to the Buddha.

"It's really strange. In the past, Qiao'er would take the lead when having breakfast, but now he hides behind Yao'er, as if the whole breakfast table is about to eat him."

After seeing Qiao Zhishu clearly, she became worried again. She asked, "Qiao Er? Why is your face so red? Come here and let me see if you have a fever."

"No!" Qiao Zhishu hastily pulled Sheng Yao's girdle.

Sheng Yao was gentle in his heart, and he gritted his teeth. This little thing is not worthy, and his skin is too thin. "He didn't pay attention when he washed his face in the morning. The water is a little hot today."

"It's okay, it will fade away sooner or later, please sit down."

After Qiao Zhishu sat down, he looked at the breakfast table. As long as it was a columnar food, such as fried dough sticks, his face would be so hot that it would explode...

Although he himself had it, it was the first time he raised his head, and then he compared it with Sheng Yao, which deepened his impression.

After breakfast, Sheng Yao didn't have much to do recently, Jiangnan Silver Leaf was delivered every other year, so he followed Qiao Zhishu to the teahouse when he had nothing to do.I can't get enough of following people all day long without moving my eyes.

When Qiao Zhishu got busy, she took the "Tea Classic" that Gang'er was reading recently and read it in the backyard, in the main room where the master was resting.

After Qiao Zhishu personally inspected the back kitchen, he went out to the teahouse to see what the guests liked to eat. It was not yet noon, the teahouse was full of tables and tables, and the first floor was quite lively. Most importantly, he heard that Ganger the sound of.

Qiao Zhishu went over to watch.

I saw Gang'er and a young master dressed in Sichuan brocade were distinguishing tea. Gang'er opened the teacup containing the tea, "Our Qiao Jiasheng only sells new tea. There are three ways to distinguish new tea from old tea. One is to look at its color. The color of new tea is fresh and emerald green. , while Chen Cha is soft and damp."

"The second is to smell its smell. New tea has a delicate fragrance, while old tea has a low smell."

"Three is the need for quality." Gang'er asked his servants to serve boiling water, put a few spoonfuls of new tea into the teapot, and introduced while pouring the boiling water: "Qiao Jiasheng's tea is roasted by myself. You can taste its fragrance without eating it."

The young man in Chinese clothes raised his black eyebrows and praised, "That's right, the color has changed from green to slightly yellow."

Gang'er was extremely proud, "Of course."

The young man in Chinese clothes picked it up and took a sip, aftertaste carefully before saying: "The taste is mellow and fragrant."

The onlookers all applauded, and everyone liked to join in the fun, watching the lively tea being added one pot after another.

Qiao Zhishu pursed her lips to hold back her smile, wondering which young master came out to play.But that's okay, after they moved to this prefecture, Gang'er has never had a bamboo horse of the same age to play with, and it would be good to make friends here, when he is preparing gifts, he will take the initiative to communicate, so that his younger brother can grow up with friends.

After watching the excitement, Qiao Zhishu began to think about Sheng Yao as soon as he was free. He walked up and down the teahouse and found no one. He went back to his room along the backyard, not wanting Sheng Yao to read quietly in the sunlight alone.

There is a couch by the window, and there is a low table on the couch. Sheng Yao is leaning on the low table with a book in one hand, and lowers his eyes while reading.His facial features have always been gorgeous, as long as he appears within a hundred steps in front of others, he will definitely catch his attention.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Sheng Yao kept his posture, but raised his eyes to look at the person coming.

Looking at Qiao Zhishu, the blood-spitting scene in the morning inevitably came to mind. Sheng Yao raised the corners of his lips, put aside the "Tea Classic" in his hand, and opened his arms to seductively, "Come here."

Qiao Zhishu couldn't hide his joy when he saw someone he liked. He smiled and pointed his chin. Because he liked it so much, he didn't see anyone for another hour, so he threw himself into his arms and sat astride.

"Why are you hiding in my room!" Qiao Zhishu held Sheng Yao's face and asked fiercely.

Sheng Yao put his big hands on the man's waist, knocked him into his arms forcefully, and answered generously, "Wait for your lover."

Qiao Zhishu just laughed, "Is the classic of tea good? Gang'er just fought tea with others in the teahouse and was praised."

"Yeah." Sheng Yao hugged the person, admiring Qiao Zhishu's silly look because he talked about other things because of his shyness.

"I thought Gang'er was also keen on the tea ceremony, so I'll take him to develop tuan tea."

Tuancha is a kind of small tea cake. The production of Tuancha is very delicate and requires sufficient manpower and financial support, so its price is also very high.Regarding group tea, the most famous one is 'Beiyuan Xinming', and some poets commented on it in poems——

tribute to the Mingguang Palace and distributed to Wang Xie's family. '

It can be seen that it is expensive.

Sheng Yao nodded, "Everything is in business, one is small profits but quick turnover, and the other is rare goods to live in. If you like it, just go ahead and do it."

Sheng Yao's caravan has one-stop production, processing, and transportation. Now he has opened a teahouse, and he sells it on his own.They haven't bought a yard yet, they plan to build it themselves, and the land is already being measured.

So after all, there is really no place to spend money anymore. When Wolong Temple returned to Nan County for the first time, it paid out money to start repairs, and prepared for the wedding banquet. The extravagance was also paved. Neither of them was sticking to it. people of silver.

Qiao Zhishu begged embarrassingly, "Then... I want money."

"Okay." Sheng Yao agreed without hesitation, pinching Qiao Zhishu's chin and sticking it close, "Let my husband taste the interest."

The two were sweet and sweet, counting the days of getting married, and some people's intestines are regretful, and the days are like years...

**

In May after the beginning of summer, Sheng Ying was dressed in the color of lotus root and soft smoke, and her flowers were elegant and elegant like a nobleman. She led the pink and beautiful little Huansheng, and she and Yu Lan came out of the Wanjia compound, followed by two majestic and mighty guards.

"I said, why did Mrs. Wan call us over all of a sudden? I knew she was Wan Jiarong's aunt when I saw her holding your hand and kept asking, right?"

The old lady Wan is actually Wan Chengqi's sister-in-law, Wan Chengqi is Wan Taiping's second boss, and the eldest boss is his elder brother, who is much older than Wan Chengqi, who died of illness a few years ago.His brother has three sons, all of whom are engaged in official careers. The youngest, Wan Jiarong, is still unmarried. He is still a scholar at 23. His family conditions are good, and he somewhat has the bad nature of children from rich families who love to play.

But Wan Jiarong is not a playboy, he just likes to play around and recite poems.

Yu Lan's heart was still jumping, and she answered softly, "Yes."

"I think he really cares about it, and even sent Mrs. Wan to give him a hand." Sheng Ying teased Yu Lan, and the two of them continued the weaving business in Fucheng.

Sheng Yao's connections in Jiangzhou were opened up through Wang Jiangwei. Sheng Ying was responsible for maintaining the friendly relationship between the Sheng family and them. Every time she brought new tea, new cakes, and new silks, she took Yu Lan to deliver them, and occasionally went to Wan's family to return them. I will bring Xiao Huansheng with me.

Because of this, Wan Jia knew more about Yu Lan, but the most important thing to appreciate Yu Lan was Wan Jiarong himself.

"What do you think? You really have to wait for someone to ask you." After getting into the carriage, Sheng Ying picked up little Huansheng and put in a lot of effort, "Huansheng, how much do you weigh?"

Little Huansheng put her arms around her mother's neck and squinted and smiled. Her life was not very good when she was born. Fortunately, she was pampered and grew up until now when she was two years old, and she was very happy.

Yu Lan followed into the carriage, and after sitting down, she was a little pessimistic, "I'm already twenty, and I'm just an old lady, so how can I have the face to talk to others."

Sheng Ying spat at her, "Stop talking, a good girl, her own ability is not inferior to a man's at all, how come she is so high?"

"If you call me sister, I have to talk about you. You also know that you are twenty. After passing this village, you may not know if there will be this shop in the future. Wan Jiarong is his own heart. The young master from a rich family is pampered by the elders in the family, so he is 23 years old and has no engagement. Since the old lady invited me to meet you, it means that he is in love. My sister doesn't allow you to think about it. I will regret it in the future..."

"Or, do you look down on him? After all, he is only a scholar, and I haven't heard that he has any business in his hand. Before the surname Su was revoked, he was also a master..."

"No! It's not, my sister said." Yu Lan hurriedly interrupted Sheng Ying, shaking Xiao Huansheng's hand, "I just feel that I am not worthy, and I have no intention of picking on Master Wan."

Sheng Ying smiled, "There is nothing worthy or not, my sister will always support you in the Sheng family."

Because of Jiangzhou Yinye, the Sheng family has secured a foothold in Jiangzhou.

For example, in the main hall of Wanjia, the person talking about is Sheng Yao...

Wan Chengqi admired every word he said, "Now the tea business in Jiangnan is not as good as last year, because of the Shengjiaqiao tea shop."

Mrs. Wan was still thinking about her youngest son's marriage, and she became curious when she heard this, "Why is that?"

"The quality of the old tea brands nowadays cannot be compared with Shengjiaqiao's. Once the Shengjiaqiao's brick tea is available, the sales volume is extremely high."

Mrs. Wan also said: "A few days ago, I went to a temple outside the city to pray for blessings. I ran into the grandma of the Cui family. She had a worried face. I heard that the tea leaves of the Cui family were almost untouched this year. Last year, the Cui family was praised as a good tea in the street. Where is the next Tea King?"

Cui's family runs tea in the south of the Yangtze River, and Hong Tianshun produces tea. Both of them are tea overlords.

Old Madam Wan was dubious, "Really? In that case, the family background is not low, but after all, she is only Yingniang's righteous sister, so the relationship may not be very close, right?"

"Sister-in-law, I'll just say one thing. If you've heard it, don't say anything." Mrs. Wan leaned forward and said in a low voice, "The case of Bingzhou's son-in-law smuggling the year before last, when Wang Jiangwei came back from Shengjing, only Sheng Yao followed suit. case, the Minister of Criminal Affairs and the Minister of Household Affairs regard him as a guest of honor."

Old Madam Wan's eyes widened, "Really? So, the Sheng family has great abilities."

Mrs. Wan: "It doesn't matter whether it's good brains or good luck, after all, the family is blessed with good fortune. My son is the first to get the government's money introduction permit this year, and Rensheng's family often helps to move around."

Old Madam Wan was satisfied, and said with a smile: "After all, it was Rong'er who fell in love with him. He is not young anymore, so let's just follow him."

As soon as Yu Lan got off the carriage, she saw a man dressed as a scholar standing under the old pagoda tree at the entrance of Shengjiaqiao Teahouse, so haggard that he almost didn't recognize him.

Yu Lan lowered her head to hold Huan Sheng's little hands, pretending not to see her, and raised her feet to enter the workshop.

Su Yi hastily stepped forward and said, "Lan Lan."

Yu Lan kept walking, Su Yi hurriedly said again: "My mother is critically ill, I just want to see you again."

Yu Lan let go of little Huansheng's hand, and pushed the little girl to find Sheng Ying, "Huansheng, go find your mother."

After Xiao Huansheng ran into the tea house to find her mother, she walked towards the old locust tree, separated a long distance from Su Yi, and said in a distant manner: "Aunt Su is seriously ill, Yu Lan feels sorry for her, but I I have no contact with Mr. Su, even if I go there, it will be nothing more than talking."

Su Yi's oily hair, dirty face, and withered complexion, looking at Yu Lan's gorgeous silk satin, real pearl hairpin on her head, and jasper earrings, make her regretful intestines clear...

But he couldn't survive alone. During the Chinese New Year, he wrote a few couplets in exchange for money, but he couldn't compete with other scholars. The weather was cold, and his mother suffered from tuberculosis, which tortured him for a long time. He thoroughly experienced how to support a family It was difficult, and I missed Yu Lan even more.

"My mother deeply feels that I am ashamed of you for getting married, and I just want to express my apology to you in person." Su Yi tried hard to look at Yu Lan affectionately, with tears in his eyes, "Lan Lan, I am sorry for you, but the parents' order , I can't help myself..."

Yu Lan took a step back, not looking at Su Yi's face, "Young master Su has never been sorry to me. My family was broken that year, and it was the young master and aunt who took me in. The Su family gave me a place to stay, so I should give my shoes in exchange for rice. Kindness, Mr. Su wants to get married, so naturally I can no longer rely on Su's family. I hope Mr. Su understands that between us, no one owes anyone."

Su Yi still had delusions, and insisted: "Lan Lan, it's not that I've been blinded by wild flowers, I've always only had you in my eyes, but I know that being a concubine will wrong you, and I've already divorced her." It's..."

Yu Lan raised her eyes and looked directly at Su Yi, holding back her nausea and waiting for Su Yi to say those words.

"Lan Lan, now I can finally welcome you in as a regular wife."

Yu Lan closed her eyes, the gentle and polite bamboo horse in her heart was finally gone...

"Why do you dare to look down on me like this based on your achievements today?" Yu Lan opened her eyes again, her eyes were full of weapons, and she coldly glared at Su Yi, "You have no wealth and no fame, why do you think that Are you worthy of me?"

"Su Yi, you are a big man, if you really can't support yourself, then continue to maintain your pride and find your own tofu beauties."

Yu Lan turned around, and suddenly felt that the word "matching" was ridiculous, why should she be bound by the word "suitable", she is just a weaver girl now, Wan Jiarong has taken her heart, which shows that Wan Jiarong's lover has never been It's just me, so why should she bother with the word "good match".

Su Yi was stunned. He was gentle, sensible, and considerate Lan Lan actually thought he was ridiculous?why?

Yu Lan returned to the tea house and said to Sheng Ying, "Sister, if Mrs. Wan wants to talk to you again, you...don't push it away."

Sheng Ying pinched her handkerchief and nodded, "You! I won't shirk, I will take the initiative to go to Wanjia tomorrow..."

"Ah? Don't be in such a hurry, sister..." Yu Lan panicked.

Sheng Ying said as it should: "Of course we need to be in a hurry."

Yu Lan was in a hurry, there was no business in the hurry.

Sheng Ying had had enough fun, and said with a smile: "West Lake lotus ear soup is delicious at this time every year. Since I was invited, wouldn't it be a waste of my heart to be late?"

Yu Lan breathed a sigh of relief.

Throughout the month of May, Qiao Zhishu and Sheng Yao were sticky, and Sheng Ying almost leveled the threshold of Wan's compound. The relationship between Sheng and Wan's family was getting closer.

**

June in Jiangnan is the face of a child, and it changes as soon as it is said.However, Lao Zhan did the astronomical calculations and was overjoyed that the days were sunny.

Since the morning of this day, the sky has been raining lightly, continuously.But finally the old lady Sheng was brought to Fucheng, along with the entire Sheng family of Longjing Village.

Qiao Zhishu and Sheng Yao stood at the gate of the tea house to welcome the carriage. When the motorcade approached, Qiao Zhishu and Gang'er went to help grandma in person, and Sheng Yao held up the umbrella.

The third aunt of the Sheng family still had the sharp mouth, "Oh, it started to rain just as we set off, and I ate a bit of mud in the carriage, how can I choose this month..."

The old lady Sheng was holding Gang'er's hand happily, but when she heard this, she smiled and took a casual look over.

The old lady cleared her throat and said, "Rain water makes money. This is God's congratulations to my grandson. This month is going to be good!"

Old Zhan also smiled, "What the old lady said is true. The only seven days left in the whole month are Daxi and the seven days are sunny days. This is the day the master picked up the day to tell everyone that after our master gets married, auspiciousness will make money!"

The third aunt's face was embarrassing, "Yes, mother, that's exactly what my daughter-in-law means!"

Because she couldn't speak, she made a joke the first day she came to Fucheng, so in the following days, the servants of the tea house were not very enthusiastic about Sanfang.

A group of people went to the tea house. The old lady led the two grandchildren who had grown up with her, smiling all over her face.

Qiao Zhishu: "This time grandma is here, so I'm not allowed to go back."

Gang'er also agreed, asking grandma to stay with him.

The old lady Sheng looked at the spacious tea house, the rows of houses, and the bright and bright courtyards. She felt relieved. The old man was afraid of becoming a burden to Sheng Yao. Now that she came to see her with her own eyes, she finally felt at ease. up.