Xu Wenqu had been at home for more than half a month. As soon as he came back, Tang Junchen recounted the incident in vivid detail.
Tang Shiyue came to see him and happened to hear Tang Junchen sighing: "Yuer's scheming is really amazing! Who would dare to marry a young lady who is so capable in the future? If you are not careful, she will become a Hedong Lion!"
Haha! You are the Hedong Lion!
Tang Shiyue then smiled and said, "Sir is back!"
When Tang Junchen turned around and saw it was her, he was surprised. He quickly stepped back and secretly glanced at her expression. Seeing that she was smiling, he thought she might not have heard it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Wenqu hummed.
He quite liked her natural "come back", as if this was his home.
He smiled and said, "Yuer, have you seen the things I asked Wangshu to send over?"
When he went back, Tang Shiyue packed a cart full of local specialties for him. Then, when his parents heard that he had regained his ambition to take the imperial examinations and had given up the idea of forcing his way into the imperial examinations, they almost burst into tears and were extremely grateful to the legendary Tang Shiyue.
So when I came back, I brought a lot of things from my daughter's family, specially for her.
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...
"I have received it, but I haven't had time to read it yet," Tang Shiyue said, "I just got home and heard that you were back, so I came to see you first."
"Well," Xu Wenqu said with a smile, "You don't think I have any storybooks here, so I asked someone to buy you a batch. You can have fun with them when the time comes."
"Really?" Tang Shiyue was overjoyed: "Thank you, sir!"
Tang Junchen was also very interested: "Master, you also bought a storybook for Yue'er? I wonder if it is..."
Xu Wenqu glanced at him with a smile, and Tang Junchen instantly fell silent and shrank back.
Xu Wenqu then turned back and said with a smile: "I heard that you have come up with a new thing? It's called yuba?"
"Well," Tang Shiyue said, "I'll make it for you at noon, and there's also bean curd skin. We've been eating it for several days and we're tired of it, so I'll just make it for you."
Xu Wenqu smiled and nodded.
Then Tang Shiyue sighed in a very hateful way: "Making money is so easy! There are so many ways to make money. If it weren't for the fact that these ways are so tiring, I wouldn't be willing to teach them to others!"
Xu Wenqu: "..."
Tang Junchen couldn't help but said, "If you say this to others, people will be jealous to death!"
"If you are not envied by others, you are a mediocre person!" Tang Shiyue looked at him with a smile.
Tang Junchen looked back at her innocently, as if he was not the one who had complained about her behind her back.
So Tang Shiyue took out a few pieces of paper from his arms: "Sir, during the Moon Worship Festival, your disciples all wrote poems. Can you help me see if they are good?"
Tang Junchen was stunned for a moment, and then he screamed: "Yuer, don't!"
He rushed forward to grab it, but Xu Wenqu glared back at him, so he covered his chest and acted funny: "Yuer, why do you do this to me..."
"Because I'm a Hedong Lion!" Tang Shiyue fanned the flames with a smile, feeling quite cocky in her heart: "Brother Zong wrote the fastest, and he even assured me that he wasn't just perfunctory. What do you think?"
Xu Wenqu was a little curious. He laughed when he unfolded the paper. Then he folded the paper and slammed it on the table.
The four of them dropped their hands.
Xu Wenqu stood up, put his hands behind his back, and was about to scold him.
Tang Shiyue laughed and said, "Sir, when you become a king and have a family, what can you write for me? Look, Du Fu wrote Gongsun Daniang's Sword Dance, and even Cao Zhi wrote Luoshenfu..."
She looked at him: "You have written about Songhuadan, don't tell me I am not as good as Songhuadan?"
Xu Wenqu: "..."
She looked longing: "I'm telling you, just use all the beautiful words to describe me as rare in heaven and earth, but don't write who I am, what my name is, where I live... Then future generations will surely be anxious to know where such a beauty can be found... It won't be in vain for me to come here."
Xu Wenqu held his forehead with his hand, he was totally out of temper.
Even though he knew that she was deliberately rambling, Xu Wenqu still smiled and said, "Okay, when I become famous in the world in the future, I will definitely write for you."
"That's settled then," she patted his shoulder, gave Tang Junchen a look that told him to wish him the best, then turned and left.
When Xu Wenqu turned around again, he was no longer in the mood to scold anyone. He stood there with a stern face for a long while, then said, "I'll be away for half a month, so I'll test your progress."
Well, in-class tests and the like...are just as painful as getting scolded!
Tang Junchen glanced at Tang Shirong with resentment, thinking that he would never say bad things about Tang Shiyue behind her back again, and would take revenge on the spot if he had any grudges...
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During the period of Yuba's study, almost everyone in the village asked for leave. People from other villages were almost jealous to death, and they begged Tang Shiyue and Fourth Uncle Tang in various ways every day.
Uncle Tang couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply stopped working for a few days. It was only today that things started to operate normally again.
Generally, it takes about half a month to make wine soaked with pears, while it takes about a month to make wine soaked with carambola.
So after a few days, the pear wine was due, and Tang Shiyue, as usual, asked the handsome young men to put on their cool outfits and deliver the wine to the Sifang Restaurant. Four mule carts made several trips, delivering a total of 6,000 kilograms of wine.
Pears are on the market for a long time, so after this batch is sold, another batch can be brewed.
And after Shopkeeper Shen takes over, most of these wines will be shipped to the county town.
In fact, Tang Shiyue knew in her heart that the Sifang Restaurant must have secretly done the work of a middleman.
But the county town was too far away for her to reach there at the moment. Even if she negotiated the contract with him, he would definitely have an excuse. Fortunately, she had enough money, so Tang Shiyue turned a blind eye and pretended to be confused.
As soon as the pear wine came on the market, the Meng family became restless.
The first thing they did was to go to Sifang Restaurant to try the new wine, which was pear wine. They also asked around and found out that this time only this kind of wine was available.
They don’t have the recipe for pear wine, only carambola wine. But pear wine is already on the market, so carambola wine should be on the market soon, right?
Meng Ziyang went to the Meng family winery and asked someone to open a jar of wine for him to taste.
The wine was sealed for half a month. When it was opened, it had a sweet and sour smell and looked turbid. It also had a strange taste when tasted.
Meng Ziyang felt something was wrong and frowned, "Why is it different? Are you sure the recipe is correct?"
"It must be right," Manager Chen remained calm. "We invited several doctors to give a detailed estimate of the number. We compared the carambolas one by one and counted them all. It must be right. I guess it's not the right time yet."
Meng Ziyang thought about it and suppressed his anxiety: "Okay, let's wait a little longer. Ask someone to keep an eye on that side. It's only been three or four days since we were apart. If they open the wine, we'll open it too!"
Manager Chen responded quickly.
So I waited another ten days.
Meanwhile, Manager Chen finally asked someone from a winery and got the news that the carambola wine needed to be soaked for a month and they would open it on September 8th.
So on the fifth day of September, Meng Ziyang excitedly brought people to open the wine.
This time, they wanted to overwhelm the Sifang Restaurant, so they brewed 8,000 kilograms of wine. As long as one tenth of it was produced, it would be filtered out immediately and transported to the county town.
Meng Ziyang took his people to the Meng family winery and watched people open the wine. As soon as the wine jar was opened, he smelled a foul odor of corruption. Meng Ziyang's smile gradually disappeared.
Manager Chen also felt something was wrong, so he quickly took the wine ladle and scooped up a little. The wine was turbid, sour and smelled bad, with pieces of rotten fruit flesh floating in it.
Manager Chen was frozen for a long time before he slowly turned around. Meng Ziyang looked at the wine, his face completely expressionless.
Manager Chen said in a trembling voice: "Maybe, maybe it's not the right time yet."
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