Tang Junliang drove the mule cart very steadily.

Arriving at the town, Tang Shiyue took a quick look and saw two little beggars squatting at the city gate with straw ropes tied around their shoulders. She waved at them, and one of the little beggars actually recognized her and ran over, smiling, "Tang Xiaolang is polite."

"You're welcome." Tang Shiyue bowed and said with a smile, "Where's your boss Han?"

"The boss is here," the little beggar said with a smile, "Young Master, you want to see him? Should I go and let him know?"

"No need to meet." Tang Shiyue smiled and picked up the wine jar from the car: "These two jars of wine are what I promised to give to your boss Han. They are both longevity and lung-clearing wine. Let him have a taste."

She picked up another jar and said, "This jar is to thank Boss Han for his kindness last time. However, this jar is for women to drink. Boss Han can give it to others."

The little beggar smiled and agreed. Tang Shiyue gave them each a ten-cent copper coin as errand fee and told them to leave.

From beginning to end, Tang Junliang did not ask any questions and was polite enough not to look around.

Then the two of them went to the county government office. Tang Shiyue had his meal and came out after noon. When he arrived at the city gate, he saw Han Yi leaning there with his legs bent, looking very lazy.

As soon as he saw the mule cart coming, Han Yi came forward and said with a smile: "Young man, thank you for the wine!"

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"You're welcome," Tang Shiyue said with a smile, "Boss Han, how are you?"

"I'm fine," Han Yi waved his hand. "Can you stop talking in such a literary way? It's awkward! I wanted to treat you to a meal, but I didn't expect you to stay in the county government office until now!"

"Thank you. I'll talk to you when I have time." Tang Shiyue said with a smile, "I just happened to ask you something. I heard that sometimes merchants from the Western Regions pass by here. Do you know when they can come?"

"Hmm?" Han Yi said, "They usually come when the weather is colder. Why are you looking for merchants from the Western Regions?"

Tang Shiyue said, "Of course I have something to say. I want to buy their stuff. Boss Han, please help me find out. Whenever they come, please send someone to the village to tell me. I will reward you handsomely."

Han Yi lazily responded: "Okay."

He really liked talking to this young lady. Although she was a young lady, she was more decisive and efficient than a young man. Moreover, it was natural for him to get along with her. He neither looked down on her nor was afraid of her. He felt comfortable talking about anything.

The two chatted for a while longer before going their separate ways. Tang Shiyue was lost in thought all the way.

She just remembered it when she heard County Magistrate Lin mention it today.

Grapes can be said to be the holy fruit for making wine. They are not used to soak wine, but to make wine.

However, the quality of local grapes is average, and the good grapes still come from the Western Regions. And not only grapes, but also watermelons are probably only available in the Western Regions at that time.

Grapes may not grow well in a different place, but watermelons can be grown in any sandy place. If you can buy some seeds, you will have a treat next summer.

Ever since she made the century egg jelly, she has started to be more forward-looking in this regard. Some things still need to be planned in advance.

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Just when Tang Shiyue's mule cart arrived in the town, Wang gently knocked on the door next door.

The voice was soft and gentle: "Is anyone home?"

Ever since the last theft, the old servant of Xu's house, Wang Shu, has been particularly concerned about the matter. He kept the door tightly closed. When he heard someone knocking on the door, he came out and saw that it was a woman, so he asked, "Who are you?"

Wang said, "I am Tang Shirong's mother, and I want to talk to Mr. Xu about something."

After all, she had worked as a maid in a wealthy family, so she was well-mannered. The old servant quickly responded, "Madam, please come in first. I will talk to my husband."

Wang responded and came in gracefully, admiring the surrounding furnishings.

The old servant ran in to report. Tang Shirong's face turned a little strange at that moment, and he said anxiously: "Master, I will go out and persuade my mother to go back."

Xu Wenqu was originally a sharp-tongued person who would not tolerate any injustice, and he was never a pedantic scholar.

Before he met them, he had already guessed who Wang was and had heard her strange remarks with his own ears.

During all these days, he had never met Wang. Even the matter of Wang's apprenticeship was arranged by Tang Shiyue. He knew that they had a bad relationship.

Xu Wenqu pondered for a moment and nodded.

Tang Shirong hurried out, and soon he heard the woman's voice outside shouting, "Let go! I won't leave! I have something important to do with Mr. Xu! Why do you keep stopping me? It's a matter between elders, how can a junior like you have the right to interfere!"

The two seemed to be arguing, and her voice became louder and louder, "You rebellious son! How dare you read the books of sages when you are disobedient and unfilial! I'm going to ask Mr. Xu what he taught you!"

As a mother, she said in front of her teacher that Tang Shirong was disobedient and unfilial. This was simply to ruin his future.

Tang Junchen couldn't write any more and said angrily, "Master! I..."

"Write yours!" Xu Wenqu said calmly, "Calm your mind and learn from Yang'er!"

Tang Junchen had no choice but to grit his teeth and continue writing. Xu Wenqu waited for a moment before leisurely going out.

Outside, Tang Shirong had already knelt down.

In fact, this really cannot be blamed on Tang Shirong's incompetence. The word "filial piety" is weighing on his shoulders, and nothing he does is right.

Xu Wenqu watched coldly as Wang shouted at the top of her voice for a long time. She saw a person standing in the corridor and was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses. She immediately put away her hysterical expression, bowed and said delicately, "Hello, Mr. Xu."

Xu Wenqu said calmly: "There is a difference between men and women, so it is inconvenient to receive you. Madam Wang, what do you want to say? Just tell me directly."

Wang's face froze, and she kept blaming the scholar for being too stupid. Even though she was here, he didn't even know how to invite him in and take the opportunity to get close to her.

Then she took out her handkerchief, gently wiped her eyes, and said sadly, "Then I'll tell you straight."

She took a step forward, raised her carefully made-up face, and said as a matter of course: "Mr. Xu, I have a cousin who wants to be your disciple. When is it convenient for you, ask him to come and meet you?"

Tang Shirong's face turned pale. He was too ashamed to even look up at Xu Wenqu. He just said, "Mother! Please stop talking! Stop talking..."

Wang ignored him. She smiled at Xu Wenqu and nodded encouragingly. Her eyes clearly said, "I trust you, so I entrust my relatives to you. Be grateful soon!"

Xu asked the channel: "Why do you want to become my disciple?"

Wang tilted her head and said in a charming and girlish voice, "He has no books to read right now. You live closer so it's more convenient for him to go to school. Besides, you are Rong'er's teacher, so it won't hurt to have one more student."

"Mother!" Tang Shirong moved over and bowed his head straightly: "Mother, please don't force Master!"

He kowtowed as he spoke, "Tang Shijin is cunning and has been gossiping behind people's backs. He is also cruel and cold-hearted. He has set up traps twice and has lost his integrity. He has also committed theft and small crimes. My master will never accept such a person. Please go back, otherwise your son will be too ashamed to see you..."

"Nonsense!" Wang scolded angrily and stepped on his hand: "Even you were accepted, why can't others be accepted! Besides, no one is perfect? ​​You can't let go of even the smallest mistake. He is your elder brother! You are so heartless and ungrateful. Don't call me mother anymore!"

When she looked up, she smiled again, her eyes moving, "Isn't that right, Mr. Xu?"