Chapter 157 Reasoning
We had lunch together in the backyard of the tavern.
At lunch time, the sour plum soup business became popular again. In this sultry weather, drinking a sip of cool, sweet and sour plum soup to dispel the heat and stimulate the appetite is so refreshing.
"Uncle Cheng, is adding another floor to the tavern going smoothly?" Song Yuntang asked.
Song Cheng waved his hands quickly.
"No problem, the wall is solid."
"That's good." She looked at Song Jinsheng again, "Second brother, when we return to the manor in the afternoon, please help me dismantle the bed and drag it over. I will stay directly at the manor tonight."
Hearing that Song Yuntang was going to live in the manor, Song Jinsheng felt relieved.
"Okay, this way I don't have to worry about it on the farm."
"Second brother hasn't been home for a long time, right?"
"It's been a few days." He looked at Song Yuntang, "You said yesterday that there was an order from the county town. Uncle Qiao and the others haven't gone home yet when they heard that. They said they would rush out more goods for you during the day and go back after the sun sets."
Song Yuntang smiled.
"Today is a holiday. I will send gifts to everyone later to celebrate the holiday."
The people her second brother found for her are all very hardworking. She might have to use these people in the future, so she must build good relationships with everyone.
In the past, when working, it was good enough to be paid on time, so how could there be any holiday gifts?
Everyone was extremely happy when they heard that there were festival gifts to be received.
Song Yuntang kept his word. Just after 3 p.m., he went to buy thirty kilograms of pork. He packed each portion at two kilograms and tied them together with ropes made of straw, just enough for each person. He distributed them to the people working in the tavern and the farm. Mu Dong and Mu Qiu also got two kilograms each.
In addition, each person was given fifty coins.
As for the remaining four pounds of pork, she asked Song Jinsheng to take it back when he helped her move things to the farm.
By the way, he was also asked to give two kilograms of pork to Chen Xier and her son. Chen Xier had also helped a lot on the farm these days.
Since she came, she was the one who was busy with cooking, boiling shampoo water and canning on the farm.
Now that she can’t go back to her parents’ home or her husband’s home, it wouldn’t be nice to ask the mother and son to celebrate the festival by eating brown rice porridge alone.
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Zhou Zilang did not lie. After noon, the gate of Yihe Academy opened and scholars came out one after another.
As expected, school ended early today.
Song Yuntang was well prepared and had already prepared the sour plum soup and bamboo cups. He used the remaining ingredients to make three pots of sour plum soup. After selling these three pots, they would be almost done.
As soon as Zhou Zilang came out of Yihe Academy, he ran straight to the shed where Song Yuntang was selling sour plum soup.
"Girl, I want a cup of sour plum soup and a lantern."
Song Yuntang smiled and hurriedly filled him with sour plum soup. "You can choose any kind of lantern you want. They are all filled with lamp oil. When it gets dark, you can light them directly."
Zhou Zilang looked around the stall, and when he saw the crescent-shaped lanterns, he suddenly thought of the smile on Song Yuntang's face when he first met her yesterday.
Warm and sweet, more beautiful and dazzling than this crescent moon.
"I want this."
Song Yuntang looked in the direction he pointed, reached out to take the lantern and handed it to him.
"The lantern is twenty-five cents, and the sour plum juice is five cents, a total of thirty cents."
"Oh, okay."
After Zhou Zilang took out thirty cents from his purse and handed it to Song Yuntang, he mustered up the courage to hand the lantern in his hand to her.
"I feel that I have a connection with the girl, so I'll give this lantern to her."
Song Yuntang was stunned, "This... Sir, you should take it back."
"Why?" Zhou Zilang was puzzled.
After Xu Qingye finished making the sour plum soup and turned off the stove, he came over and saw this scene. Seeing this kid coming to Song Yuntang to show his courtesy again and again, his brows furrowed for no reason.
He walked forward and went into Song Yuntang's shed.
"Because Tang'er accepted the lantern I gave her, she can't accept others'."
Looking at the steady man in front of him, Uncle Cheng, who was half a head taller than him and had an extraordinary demeanor, Zhou Zilang felt like retreating for no reason.
He withdrew his hand and looked in the direction of Song Yuntang.
"Who is this?"
Song Yuntang smiled politely.
"Let me introduce you to Master Zhou. This is my fiancé Xu Qingye. He also studied at Yihe College before."
"Xu Qingye?" Zhou Zilang blinked and looked at him with admiration. "Were you Mr. You's student before?"
I heard from Mr. You that he had a very talented student named Xu Qingye, who passed the examination to become a student at the age of twelve and a scholar at the age of fifteen.
If he had not suddenly fallen seriously ill at the age of eighteen, he might have become a juren by now.
Whenever he talked about his student, his face was filled with sighs.
But why doesn’t this person in front of me look like someone who is seriously ill?
Xu Qingye nodded, "Mr. You is my enlightenment teacher."
Even if there really are two people named Xu Qingye in this world, it wouldn't be such a coincidence that they are both students of Mr. You.
Zhou Zilang didn't expect it was really him, and bowed to him.
"So it's you, Senior Brother. I was rude today. I hope Senior Brother Xu won't blame me."
The man looked indifferent.
"That's fine, but I won't allow it anymore."
"Oh, that definitely won't happen. Senior Brother Xu and this girl, goodbye." Zhou Zilang waved at the two of them and left.
Song Yuntang looked at Zhou Zilang's back and said with a smile, "This silly young man is quite cute."
Xu Qingye's eyebrows knitted slightly. Although he felt that he shouldn't compare himself with a young boy, he still looked in Zhou Zilang's direction and said faintly, "Tang'er, at least say this when I'm not around."
Song Yuntang glanced at him, curled his lips, and continued to drink the cooled sour plum soup.
"Senior Brother Xu is really generous."
While helping her sell sour plum soup, Xu Qingye said, "You were the one who praised the young man in front of me, your fiancé, and I wasn't angry. Why is Tang'er speaking in such a sarcastic tone?"
Song Yuntang smiled lightly, "I praised the young man, and my fiancé standing next to him didn't even get jealous. Isn't that generous?"
"How do you know I'm not jealous?"
"Um?"
While Xu Qingye was greeting the guests with a smile, he said, "A gentleman loves a beautiful lady. When you are young, being admired by others is a very beautiful and normal thing. What happened just now is not about right or wrong. Moreover, when Tang'er looked at Mr. Zhou, her eyes were clear and pure, without any feelings between a man and a woman. Although I felt a little uncomfortable after hearing you praise someone, I still think that there is no need to get angry about such a thing."
Song Yuntang glanced at him with a smile.
"Rational enough, worthy of being Mr. Xu."
Xu Qingye was puzzled, "Why did you call Mr. Xu again?"
Song Yuntang shook his head and said, "I just simply think that you are really good at preaching and answering questions."
Xu Qingye shook his head helplessly and couldn't help reflecting on the situation just now. Suddenly, he felt that there was no need to explain so many things when getting along with a little girl.
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