Mingmen Family

Chapter 133 Grange

But now, Ye Yaqing can still demand high, but Ye Yaming, as a woman who has been divorced and the daughter of the second wife, has a lower status than Ye Yaqing, those tea merchants thought they were qualified, and asked matchmakers to come to propose marriage.

The old lady Ye declined one by one, saying that she wanted to recruit Ye Yaming, and these people were dissatisfied, thinking that the Ye family looked down on their children.Once the posture of picking out the son-in-law was put out, and it was found that the Ye family was really here, everyone had nothing to say.

Seeing that Ye Yaming was so devoted to her family that she even took advantage of her marriage, Ye Chongming and Mrs. Ye were both moved and cared for her.

"It's really not advisable to be anxious about this matter. If you are anxious, you will make mistakes." Ye Chongming said, "Take your time."

Mrs. Ye nodded.

They've already missed it once, and they can't be wrong this time.It's really better to pick slowly.

"Are uncle and my father coming back for the New Year?" Ye Yaming said another thing.

"Mr. Lu and Mr. Qi have gone to the capital with their tea sets, and they are ready to sell them." Ye Chongming said, "The Chinese New Year is the time when there are the most parties, and it is also the best season to introduce the concept of tea banquets and tea sets. Your uncle hasn't called yet. Someone came back with a letter. But I guess he can't make up his mind."

Ye Yaming nodded, but did not speak.

At this time, people attach the most importance to festivals, and no matter how far they are, they have to go back to reunite with their families for the New Year.Even if she didn't think it was necessary to brave the wind and snow to come back for a New Year's Eve dinner, there was no need to rush there again in a few days.But for such a thing, she, a modern soul, should not talk too much.

"How is the chrysanthemum tea selling?" she asked again.

Speaking of this, Ye Chongming showed a happy expression.

"Very good. Although it's not as sensational as when the sweet-scented osmanthus tea first appeared, it's still selling very well. Now people in Lin'an City have the habit of buying chrysanthemum tea as a New Year's gift."

Speaking of this, Ye Chongming couldn't help but praise Ye Yaming: "I don't know what your little brain is thinking, but you are amazing."

The idea of ​​giving chrysanthemum tea as a gift back then was proposed by Ye Yaming. She also made up four jingles, and asked people to take candy to the street to teach children to sing.As long as the child learns, give a candy.

As a result, the sound of children singing that ballad is everywhere in Lin'an City.Whoever's son-in-law doesn't send a catty of chrysanthemum tea to his father-in-law's house when he visits his father-in-law's house for New Year's greetings, that would be shameless, and the Yue's family would be unhappy.

On the other side of the capital, Ye Chongming wrote a letter to tell Ye Hongchang and Ye Hongsheng to do the same.The father-in-law who wants to come to the capital will also be proud of receiving the chrysanthemum tea bought by his son-in-law during the Chinese New Year.

"It's just that there is too little chrysanthemum tea. If you don't sell it, it will be gone soon. Many people chased me to buy it." Ye Chongming wanted to praise his granddaughter again when he said this, "Fortunately, you asked me to write ' "Hangbaiju" is three words. You don't know, since our chrysanthemum tea is selling well, there are people running around in the city and in the suburbs, asking everywhere where white chrysanthemums are grown."

Ye Yaming smiled, but did not speak.

What Ye Chongming said was the praise of Wang Zixin from Wang Yutai Tea House in the 20s, not her.She dared not be modest.

"By the way, you said you want to write a book, how is it going?" Ye Chongming asked without any hope.

"I've written a copy. I'll revise it again, transcribe it again, and show it to you. If you think it's okay, give it to Master Zhizhi. It's best to ask him to write a preface, postscript or something. "

In order to prevent the villain from pretending to be Lu Yu, the author of "The Classic of Tea", she had no choice but to put the signature on herself first.

"Is it really written?" Ye Chongming was stunned.

Ye Yaming nodded: "Ang."

Ye Chongming smacked his mouth: "Let me take a look first."

He was worried that what his granddaughter wrote would be too substandard, and he would lose face in front of the smart master.

It's okay to lose face, it would be too bad if the good impression she left on Master Zhizhi was completely ruined.

"Okay." Ye Yaming smiled.

Just kidding, if the "Tea Classic" written by Lu Yu can't be sold, then what kind of tea book is there to show it to the world?
At this time, Lue's figure appeared at the door: "Old man, old lady, girl, it's a good thing they are back."

Ye Chongming was overjoyed and shouted: "Call them in quickly."

After a while, Fang Xing, Zhang Zhongkun, and Wen Tao all came in to salute.

"Did the farm buy it?" Ye Chongming asked.

There are three people in the party, Zhang Zhongkun, the shopkeeper of the tea factory, is the oldest and has the highest status.He replied: "I bought it."

Fang Xing quickly took out a land deed from his arms and handed it to Ye Chongming.

Ye Chongming took it over to look at it, and read to Mrs. Ye and Ye Yaming: "260 mu of high-grade field, 120 mu of medium-grade field, 730-two-mu low-grade field. 93 households."

Mrs. Ye frowned when she heard this: "Why do you want all the low-grade fields? This village seems to have a large area, but the output is not good."

Fang Xing quickly explained: "The villain first asked the old farmer who sold chrysanthemums to the second master what kind of field is the best for growing chrysanthemums. He said that chrysanthemums like fertilizer, and the best is sandy soil with good drainage, not sticky ones. earth."

"The high-grade and middle-grade fields over there are both paddy fields, which are highly viscous and have good water retention without leakage. They are suitable for growing rice. The villain asked the old farmer to look at them. Although the low-grade fields in this village are not fertile enough, they are But it is sandy soil with excellent drainage. As long as it is fertilized more and cultivated for two or three years, it will definitely become a particularly good place to grow chrysanthemums."

Zhang Zhongkun is also in his fifties this year, and having been Ye Chongming's subordinate for half his life, he is not as stiff and nervous as Fang Xing.

He smiled at Ye Yaming first, and said: "When we went, the girl specially ordered us to give Fang Xing more opportunities to practice. At that time, there were several Zhuangzi that the middleman helped us contact, large and small, some It’s better than this Zhuangzi. Fang Xing knew that the girl wanted to grow chrysanthemums, so he went to ask the old farmer for advice, and asked him to see it in person, so he decided on this Zhuangzi.”

He praised Ye Chongming: "Fang Xing is a careful kid, and he has endured hardships. He broke through two pairs of shoes during this period of time before he picked such a satisfactory Zhuangzi. I'm worried that we two old guys are too tired, don't worry." When it's tight, he always runs alone."

Fang Xing hurriedly said: "No, Uncle Zhang gave me a lot of advice. This Zhuangzi was decided by Uncle Zhang, and a villain would dare to ask for it; and Mr. Wen, if he hadn't helped negotiate the price, I might have paid too much."

Wen Tao, who had been silent all this time, nodded with a smile, accepting his two words of praise: "Isn't that the role of Mr. Accountant?"

Everyone laughed.

"How much did it cost?" Mrs. Ye asked.

When the three of them went, in addition to Ye Yaming's 4000 taels of silver notes, Mrs. Ye gave another 6000 taels, making up enough 1 taels for them to take with them.

　It's the last day of the month, do you still have a monthly pass?Hurry up, don't expire.Add one more, ask for a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)