"Sir, there is someone outside the village asking to see you!" Old Yu said respectfully, holding a letter of greeting.

Wang Zhong took the invitation, opened it, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils. He looked at Old Yu and asked, "Where is he?"

"People are in the front hall!" Old Yu said.

Wang Zhong walked straight to the front hall.

"The distinguished guest is here. Wang is a little distant to welcome you, so don't be surprised!" Wang Zhong said loudly while looking at the middle-aged man in brocade clothes sitting in the guest seat while cupping his hands in greeting.

"Youyang Shengwei, I have met Mr. Wang!"

"It's Sheng who came here without permission, what does it have to do with the young master!" Sheng Wei is a good-looking middle-aged man with a beard on his chin and a somewhat wealthy face.

"I heard that the ancestral home of Yangzhou Tongpan Shangsheng is Youyang. Could it be that Mr. Sheng Tongpan and Sheng Tongpan..."

Sheng Wei smiled slightly, without any intention of hiding it, and said humbly: "I am not talented, so I have to call my cousin, Sheng Tong!"

"I see!" Wang Zhong nodded slightly, raised his hands and asked, "I wonder why sir came all the way?"

Sheng Wei said modestly: "Sheng is just a businessman, how can he deserve to be called Mr. Gongzi?"

Wang Zhong is very direct! "Sir, why do you need to stick to these details? Just tell me your purpose!"

Sheng Wei was quite surprised. He only felt that Wang Zhong seemed to be a little different from the scholars he knew, including his cousin Sheng Hong. However, this was not the time to dwell on these matters. Sheng Wei went straight to the point and said: "Sheng is in Jinling."

, there are some industries in Yangzhou, and they also do some business in silk and medicinal materials. This time when the boat was sailing north, I saw the Caobang gang who were accompanying the boat. The pork they ate was delicious, so I couldn't help but go up to talk and learned that it was Yangzhou.

The product of Xiaozhuzhuang, I took the liberty to come here, I hope you don’t blame me!"

"Sir, do you want to start a pig business?" Wang Zhong asked calmly.

Sheng Wei didn't hide it either: "Who wouldn't want to do a profitable business?"

"Sir, be honest!" Wang Zhong bowed his hands and said, "Wang is not hiding anything from you, sir. The scale of pig breeding in the village is still small. There are only over a thousand pigs left in the pen, including the first two hundred. They are still several months away from being slaughtered.

By the time, I’m afraid you’re here too early, sir!”

"More than a thousand pigs?" Sheng Wei's eyes lit up and he asked immediately: "I heard that Wangjiang Tower is also the property of the Wang family?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Although Wangjiang Tower is run by my sister-in-law, the house belongs to the Tongpan Mansion!"

"Oh?" This was somewhat beyond Sheng Wei's expectation.

Wang Zhong explained: "Thirty percent of Wangjiang Tower's monthly profits will be sent to the Tongpan Mansion. Otherwise, my Wang family will not be able to defend Wangjiang Tower!"

It has been half a year since Wangjiang Restaurant opened, and it has become the most famous restaurant in Yangzhou and even the surrounding counties and counties. Not only because of the delicious food, but also because Wangjiang Restaurant has no reservations about the iron pot cooking method.

If any diners inquire, the waiters at Wangjiang Tower will explain the cooking methods and ingredients to the diners without any secrets.

Such an action caused the surrounding restaurants and restaurants to follow suit and study the cooking method. However, Wangjiang Tower's action spread the reputation of Wangjiang Tower throughout most of the south of the Yangtze River, attracting more diners.

, those literati, poets, merchants and knights who travel from north to south, whenever they pass by Yangzhou, they will sit down at Wangjiang Tower, or order a table of delicacies, or buy some braised cooked meat, wait until

Eat on the way.

Although the surrounding restaurants that are vying to imitate are not imitating others, their business is far behind Wangjiang Tower.

It was precisely because of the popularity of Wangjiang Tower that Wang Zhong asked his sister-in-law Li to come forward and take the initiative to establish a relationship with the money-grubbing Miss Lin, and send 30% of the monthly net profit to the Sheng family.

Looking at Wang Zhong, who was only sixteen or seventeen years old and whose yellow hair had not faded, Sheng Wei was even more surprised, but his face remained calm, instead he showed a smile and said: "I didn't expect that your family and I have such a close relationship!

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"In that case, there is no need to talk about that scene. The pigs in Gongzi Village are of excellent meat quality. I wonder if I would like to cooperate with Sheng to sell the pigs to Jinling after they are grown and ready for slaughter?"

Wang Zhong also had a smile on his face: "It's all right, but I, Zhuangzi, am more than just a pig!"

"Oh?" Sheng Wei was a little surprised: "Could it be that the young master is talking about the oil mill in Guizhuang?"

Wang Zhongdao: "The oil mill is just one of them. Although the oil produced by my oil mill is slightly different from other oil mills, the difference is not too big. What I want to do with my husband is not just a small business like selling oil."

If other people said this, Sheng Wei might not believe it, but before coming, Sheng Wei had already investigated all three generations of Wang Zhong's ancestors. He also knew that a few years ago, the Wang family suffered great changes, and Wang Zhong, a thirteen-year-old

This young man, relying on his own efforts, spent only a few years to earn such a fortune. It may not be a big fortune, but compared to the previous poverty-stricken situation, even Sheng Wei couldn't bear it at such a speed.

Live in admiration.

Sheng Wei worked hard outside for many years and managed the Youyang Sheng family to its current scale. He knew well that it was difficult to establish a business and the key was that while Wang Zhong was establishing a business, he never gave up studying. Now he has gone through several games in a row and became a scholar.

With fame and fame, one can truly join the ranks of scholars.

Sheng Wei also didn't expect that he would find out about such a young genius just by asking someone to inquire about something on the spur of the moment.

It was precisely because of the previous meticulous investigation that Sheng Wei took a look at Wang Zhonggao and came in person.

"I wonder what business you are talking about?" Sheng Wei suddenly became interested when Wang Zhong said this.

Wang Chong smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Sir, please wait a moment!" He then handed Old Yutou his hand and whispered a few words in Old Yutou's ear. Old Yutou immediately trotted out of the front hall, and after a while, he held a baby in his arms.

The clay pot came in and was placed on the high table beside Sheng Wei.

"This is?" Sheng Wei pointed at the clay pot and asked in confusion.

"Sir, you might as well have a taste!" Wang Chong said with a smile.

"Sir, why don't you let me have a taste first?" A middle-aged follower behind Sheng Wei suddenly stood up and asked with a bow to Sheng Wei.

This is the time to show your loyalty.

But Sheng Wei raised his hand to stop him, glanced at Wang Zhong, turned around and scolded the entourage: "Young Master Wang is an upright gentleman, and we don't have to act like a villain to judge a gentleman's belly before we go down!"

"You're a villain, aren't you!" The attendant said, bowing to Wang Zhong and apologizing: "Young Master Wang is a humble gentleman, but it's a villain who made a mistake!"

Wang Zhong glanced at the entourage, then moved his eyes to Sheng Wei, smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay! Sir, it's quite enviable to have such a loyal servant."

Sheng Hong laughed, opened the lid of the clay pot, and went over to take a look. He saw something as white as frost and shaped like snowflakes, and he didn't know what it was lying in the pot.

Picking up the spoon in the jar, scooping up half a spoon and pouring it into the palm of his hand, Sheng Wei was also decisive, glanced at Wang Zhong, raised his hand and put it into his mouth.

Wang Zhong knew that Sheng Wei was showing his trust in him.

Just as soon as the white powder was taken into the mouth, the pure sweetness exploded in the mouth in an instant.

Sheng Wei's expression changed instantly, he was stunned, his pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of shock.

After a while, he came back to his senses. He picked up the clay pot and scooped out half a spoonful of sugar. As he looked carefully in front of him, his shock was beyond words.

"What do you think of this, sir?"

"Okay!" Sheng Wei didn't think twice and replied directly: "This thing is very good, as white as snow, sweeter than candied fruit, and sweet to the heart. Such a divine thing is hard to find for a thousand dollars."

Wang Chong smiled and said: "This thing is called sugar frost, also known as white sugar. It is refined from syrup. It will not melt easily if it is not exposed to high temperatures, but it is soluble in water, so it must be stored carefully and not get damp. "

"To be honest, sir, although Zhong has a reputation as a scholar, his family is poor and he has no power. He accidentally made this frosting, but he didn't dare to tell others about it. He can only use it at home!"

"Then why did you take this thing out today?" Sheng Wei looked at Wang Zhong and asked, as if he wanted to see the answer from Wang Zhong's eyes.

Wang Zhongdao: "Tongpan Shenggong loves the people like a son and has a reputation of being virtuous. Although I haven't seen Zhong in person, I have admired him for a long time. Mr. Tongpan is the brother of Tongpan, which can be inferred from his character. For a few pigs, he sacrificed himself for nothing." I am willing to condescend to my humble abode, which shows my sincerity. I will treat you with peaches, and I should repay you with plums."

Sheng Wei now had a serious look on his face. After the shock, he paid more and more attention to Wang Zhong. As a businessman, Sheng Wei knew the value of white sugar. Most of what is circulating in the market today is syrup. Although there is also frosting, it is expensive and looks good. It's also much inferior to what Wang Zhong brought out.

Only those rich and distinguished families can enjoy such precious things as sugar frosting. The more such people are, the more particular they are. In addition to the taste, presentation is also extremely important.

"I wonder how many more there are in this frosting shop?" Sheng Wei asked.

Wang Zhongdao: "There are only more than ten cans. When cooking many dishes in Wangjiang Tower, these are needed to enhance the umami taste!"

Then he ordered to Lao Yutou next to him: "Lao Yutou, go find your sister-in-law and ask her to open the warehouse, bring out two cans of sugar, and give them to your husband!"

"No!" Lao Yu bowed and accepted the order, then hurriedly withdrew.

"It's impossible, this thing is so valuable, how can it..."

"Hey!" Before Sheng Wei finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Zhong: "Sir, I would like to condescend to come to my humble residence. How can I turn a blind eye to these two jars of frosting? One jar is given to the gentleman, and the other is Jar, please sir, please give it to Tongpan on your behalf. Without Tongpan's care, my sister-in-law would not be able to run Wangjiang Tower so prosperously."

Seeing Wang Zhong's firm attitude, Sheng Wei stopped refusing, "In this case, Sheng accepted it with shame!"

"That's right!" Wang Zhong laughed and said, "In the future, this frosting business will need more care from my husband."

Sheng Wei also smiled and said: "I heard that your husband is in the age of dancing elephants?"

Wang Zhongdao: "I am seventeen years old, and my birthday is just after the second month of the first lunar month."

"You are about the same age as my son, Changsong. If your husband never gives up, how about you and me treating each other as uncle and nephew?" Sheng Wei saw Wang Zhong's sincerity, especially since Wang Zhong was about the same age as his own son, so his goodwill naturally grew.

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Wang Zhong immediately stood up and bowed his hands to Sheng Wei: "My nephew has met my uncle!"

"Hahaha! My nephew is exempt from the gift!" Sheng Wei smiled and stood up to help Wang Zhong, took off a jade pendant from his waist, handed it to Wang Zhong and said: "My nephew and I are very attached to each other. This thing has been with me for many years, and today it is

I give it to my virtuous nephew to comfort you and my uncle and nephew."

"The elders gave it to me and I dare not refuse it! Since it was given to me by my uncle, my nephew shamelessly accepted it!"

"That's how it should be!"

"My nephew has ordered someone to prepare some wine. Uncle, how about we move to a side hall and chat while we eat?"

"Very good!"

"Uncle! Please!"

"My dear nephew, please come first!"
To be continued...