The business finally got better, and the garment shop that the eldest sister and others opened was also very prosperous. In recent days, everything has been going well. Old Tang sat comfortably under the big tree in front of the restaurant, closing his eyes to rest.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves coming from the road, Old Man Tang opened his eyes and saw the car buyer who had seen him come over. Old Man Tang hurriedly got up and greeted him.

There was a straw curtain on the carriage, and I couldn't tell what was being pretended, but it seemed heavy. Old Tang smiled and said, "What did you guy bring to the city to sell? It's so good. Every time you see you, you become rich."

The man smiled and said, "It's a truck of tender ginger, which is taken to the city for some money. The ginger in our place is a bit famous, called Zhang Liangjiang. I heard that Zhang Liang led his troops to fight, and this ginger saved his life."

The local specialties in these places often call for a famous historical figure as a banner, and they should not be true. In this era, principles are also discussed, not randomly making up. For example, Zhang Liangjiang, at least Zhang Liang really stayed in that place in history, and most of them are the same. Later generations are even more outrageous. They just talk nonsense and make up, and they like to get involved with the emperor. What emperors have left the palace for private servers, and which emperor goes to Jiangnan, and eats endless praise. In fact, the emperor has lived a lifetime and has never even been out of the palace. There is no way. Later, the people who compiled stories only knew that a few emperors were ancient celebrities. Originally, this kind of association also had a positive meaning of spreading historical knowledge, but the later version of the narrative had no meaning. It was purely a means of pulling the banner, making up historical allusions, and making up profiteers.

Old Tang lifted a corner of the straw curtain, took a branch of tender ginger, took it in his hand and looked at it, and praised: "It's really good ginger!"

The man said: "The father-in-law runs a restaurant and takes a few branches for use. These local products are worth a few copper coins in the city, and the countryside is not worth anything, and they are planted casually in the fields."

Anyway, the store is worth it. Old Tang was just trying to have this intention. He called the servant over, took a small bag of ginger from the car, and took it to the kitchen. He patted his hands and took the mud on his hands. Old Tang said to the man: "I don't count the money with you anymore. Come and drink a bowl of wine and eat two pieces of meat to fill your stomach. I'm going to invite you back..."

The man was hungry and wanted to use some wine and meals from Mr. Tang, so he was not polite now. He unloaded the horse from the cart, tied it to one side, pulled the cart under the tree, and found a table and stool to sit.

The servant came to drink, the man took a few sips and ate a piece of meat. Old Tang sat down countless times and said something about homely.

"This year, when the weather is hot, there is no place to hide or hide. It can make me feel hot. It will cool down for two days, but it will rain every day, as if the sky is leaking. I have lived for decades, and this is the first time I have encountered such strange weather."

The man chewed the meat in his mouth and swallowed it. After hearing the words of Mr. Tang, he nodded repeatedly: "Isn't that true? Our place is better. There have been a few rains in spring. I heard that Henan Prefecture has been drought for half a year this year, and there is no harvest in the fields. Where is the year of a major disaster?"

"Oh, the year of disaster, drought in the first half of the year, flood in the second half of the year, and the farming industry did not have a good life. Fortunately, the government has a conscience and exempted this year's summer tax. He also borrowed grain from poor farmers, saying that he would pay it back next year, but he did not starve to death."

Speaking of the disaster this year, the two of them had countless words, and the man unknowingly got into his stomach with a bowl of wine.

Old Tang was in a good mood and asked the servant to take another bowl and said to the man: "If you use more, you won't be in a hurry at this moment."

After a few words of refusal, the man took the bowl of wine and continued to sit there and drink while talking to Mr. Tang.

Old Tang said, "Fortunately, this annoying summer is about to pass, and it will be better until autumn. There are many local products in the mountains. If you have this car, you can earn a lot of copper coins this year."

"Haha, my father-in-law, you're wrong! By the autumn, I won't sell local products to the city!"

Old Tang was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Why don't you do such a good business? Is there anything at home?"

The man shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's because of a better business. Do you know that we are growing countless cotton from south, Ruzhou and Caizhou. A few days ago, the field business came to us. When the cotton harvest season begins, we all helped transport cotton to Luoyang City!"

"I often hear cotton this year. My elder sister opens a shop to make cotton clothes for people, but she never knows what it looks like. Tell me, does this cotton really look like a flower?"

"If we don't plant it, how can we know? But I heard that it's really like a flower, and it looks pretty good when it blooms."

Old Tang sighed for a while, and couldn't figure out how to weave clothes with flowers, so he simply didn't want to. He asked the man: "Since you don't plant, how could the farming steward come to you for transportation?"

"Our home is on the southward road, which is convenient. The cotton from the field business is transported to Ruzhou along the Ru River, and then transported to Luoyang City by car. Of course, we have to find people on the road. My father-in-law, I heard that countless big trucks will pass by you at that time. When the business is good, you need to prepare more wine and meat!"

"Enough, enough." Old Tang nodded repeatedly, "I have a better business here this year, and there are more merchants on the South Road, but it is not comparable to last year, and there is no shortage of wine and meat."

In Old Tang's heart, how many people can be added? Are those who open a store still afraid of big-bellied customers? The man just heard that everyone with cars nearby joined in. He knew that there were many people, but it was not accurate to have as many as possible.

There is also a big tree opposite the road, and Du Er’s restaurant also has tables and stools under the trees. However, his restaurant has always been in business for wealthy people, and the price of wine and meat is inflated, and no one sits on the tables and stools there.

At this time, only Du Ertu cooled himself to occupy a table and stool, and there was a guest opposite. The guest was dressed in brown clothes, and the boss was wearing a Fan Yang hat on his head, covering most of his face, and he couldn't tell what he looked like.

Du Er took a sip of wine and spitted at the opposite side of the road: "It's really unreasonable, that old man's business is getting better!"

The guest opposite said coldly: "You should not worry about this for now. Selling dozens of more bowls of wine a day can only make a few copper coins? I honestly made this deal with our brothers, which is enough for you to be rich for the rest of your life!"

"What Ayeshi said is that the copper coins in the money house are piled up in a mountain, and we can't spend them all in one lifetime." Du Er changed into a smile. "But, Ayeshi, I have never treated you badly these days, so what else can't trust me? It's fine if you live in my house, can you let my father go home? He is old and can't stand the pain."

Feng Aishi snorted coldly: "Don't worry, he lives with us, with wine and meat, and lives a happy life. When you finish this transaction, you will be guaranteed to give you a living person!"

A cold light flashed in Du Er's eyes, but he had no choice but to be cruel to these people, he was not qualified.
Chapter completed!