"In front of me are two little babies who have not been weaned. I am not afraid. I shouldn't be afraid. They pretend to be pretending. The adults taught them to say that."
Listening to what Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan said, Song Jinggong felt the tone of the two children talking, and the inner things, constantly comforting herself, letting herself figure out what was in front of her, and clearing away the clouds and mist.
"Master Song, please." Zhang Xiaobao didn't give Song Jinggong a chance to make adjustments at all. He started to drink tea when he saw Song Jinggong in a daze.
"Xiaobao, the tea is a bit old, and tomorrow will be the best." After drinking the tea, Wang Juan snapped his mouth to comment.
Song Jinggong was curious, and took a sip of hot tea. He didn't dare to serve herbal tea because he was afraid of being calculated. One sip of the tea gave him only one feeling. It was light, without the taste of salt and sugar, not to mention the ginger and green onions. It went smoothly, but after a while, I discovered that the slight bitter taste of this tea turned out to be addictive.
"The brewing method of this tea seems to be different from the others?" Song Jinggong asked, raising her hair after drinking the tea.
"Exactly, this method of drinking tea is for the sake of elegance. It is not an ordinary life. It is not suitable for culture. It is not suitable for people with money and status. This method can be used. If it is only for regulating the stomach, or adding salt and ginger, etc. Things are good, today I will treat it with elegance, and maybe abandon it in the Ming Dynasty." Zhang Xiaobao said lightly.
"Just to tell you, this is to pretend to be one's identity. Serious people drink tea to eat and accumulate uncomfortable food. The salt is used to keep the body from lacking salt, and the ginger is used to relieve vomiting and cold. People who have no power and money. Life is the most important thing. Of course, you still have to pretend when you need to pretend. Pretending is also part of life."
Seeing Song Jinggong stunned, Wang Juan "translated" from the side.
Song Jinggong nodded. It was not that he didn't understand it, but he didn't expect that tea was used to express his identity. I had known this. Wouldn't he have another trick to cheating in the past, and the little boy in front of him has no tricks. Could it be that you have reached the point of disdain to use this method
Listening to this girl's words, what shocked me the most was the last sentence. Pretending is also part of life. How could this be said from a girl who was more than one year old
"Song has been taught. I wonder if Mr. Zhang is willing to tell you how to do this tea? Song will definitely pay back a thousand times." When Song Jinggong thought about the difference, she felt that she had a new way to deceive people.
Before Zhang Xiaobao could speak, Wang Juan said, "What else are you paying back? You owe us money now, a lot, a few hundred taels, how can you pay it back?"
When Song Jinggong heard this, her face changed several times, and finally she sighed helplessly. Just as she was about to speak, Zhang Xiaobao said directly: "Song son, I call you son today. It's not because you have a fame and a shit fame. I want to be comparable to you before the age of four, all because you cheat a lot, but you haven't done anything to ordinary people.
I agree with what you did in the past, but your actions when you hatched the chicks disappointed me. Could it be that you have forgotten you at the beginning? "
Hearing Zhang Xiaobao's words, Song Jinggong shuddered. Indeed, as this baby said, at that moment, she had an evil thought, which was different from what she had set before.
"Thank you Master Zhang, but the recipe for tea..." Song Jinggong still wanted to cheat.
"Song Jinggong, why did you let me down so much? Except for this kind of scam, which seems to me to be a scam, you can do nothing else? Harming others to benefit oneself and making money, the last way, benefiting others, self-interest, trails, benefiting the country and the people. The road that can make money is the road. Are you ready to wander in the last road?"
Zhang Xiaobao was really disappointed when he saw that Song Jinggong still wanted to make money by cheating. If he could cheat, he would still use Song Jinggong.
Song Jinggong put down the tea bowl and looked at the little baby in front of him. Suddenly he felt awkward, especially the contemptuous look and disappointed expression on the little baby's face. When she looked at the girl next to her, it turned out to be a kind of hatred. Not like steel.
Song Jinggong felt that when facing the two children, it was as if he was facing his original examiner, which made him feel disappointed.
"I don't know what kind of son Zhang belongs to?" Song Jinggong asked again without giving up.
"I don't need Xiaobao to talk about this. I'll tell you that if you don't have the left or the right or the middle, it's for the doctrine." When Wang Juan said this, he turned his head and didn't want to look at Song Jinggong again.
Song Jinggong was really convinced at this moment. He already understood that it would not take a lot of effort to cheat him to death by these two children. He was still a child, so he could be a teacher for himself.
"Young Master Zhang, Jinggong is dull, and I still hope to get a lot of doubts in the future." Song Jinggong lowered his posture.
"What are the puzzles? Listen, see, do, think, and ask more, that's learning. I lack an officer around me, and there is always something wrong in doing things. I don't know Song Gongzi..." Say.
"Learning is endless, and the master will be the teacher. In the future, Jinggong will be sent by the young master." Song Jinggong has understood that if the first few sentences can be taught, no one can teach you the following questions, even if Zhuge is alive. No, everything is said by these two children from their hearts.
These two children are not like ordinary people. What's more, they still have debts. Their lives and deaths depend on a word of others. When will you not take refuge at this time and wait, do you really want to use that iron-blooded method after disappointing people
Thinking of this, Song Jinggong already understands. People don’t want him to die. They just want to have one more person to do things. Song Jinggong feels that it’s not ashamed to do things for victory. People come here with open mouths and cheat. All of them are bankrupt. Life.
"Really? Master Song alone, if I have to take care of Zhongzheng, I will have to worry about Master Song more in the future." Zhang Xiaobao still needs to do what Zhang Xiaobao should do.
"Little son, it will be fine to call me Zijin in the future," Song Jinggong said.
Wang Juan also turned his head at this time and said: "So Song Gongzi Zijin, Qingqing Zijin, care about my heart, since you have a heart to sacrifice for the common people, then you will do it well, Xiaobao, soy oil. Leave the matter to Zijin."
Song Jinggong was really speechless. Just a word of her own, and just said it here, a one-year-old doll immediately read the Book of Songs, and then looked at the two dolls, how they looked so good, and it could be like this when they were one year old. , When you grow up, it's still worth it
"Alright, brother Zijin, if that's the case, then I will trouble you. I want to use beans to make some oil and exchange it for the farmer to eat the carrot you brought, which is Ganxun. You sell this thing expensively. Some, a penny is not worth a catty, and a penny for two catties is about the same."
At this time Zhang Xiaobao also spoke, and wanted to sell carrots at a double price.
Song Jinggong felt like a fool, and shook her head, "Impossible, I bought it for a penny of twenty catties, and no one here eats it at all."
"In front of us, only whether we want to do it or not, nothing is impossible," Wang Juan said confidently.
"Okay, how do you get oil? Soybeans also have oil? Light a lamp?" Song Jinggong had to admit that they were better than him.
"Don't light the lamp, eat it, just like meat oil, let's harvest soybeans first, and talk about the others later." Wang Juan interrupted.
Naturally, Song Jinggong would not refute, as long as he did so, thinking about harvesting soybeans, he left.
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Five days later, the sun was shining brightly.
Er Niu came back to find Zhang Xiaobao with a basket in his hand.
"Little son, the sauce is coming out. This is what you want. How about it?" Er Niu took out a dozen small pots from the basket and placed them in front of Zhang Xiaobao.
"Brother Zijin, do you know what this is?" Zhang Xiaobao smiled after seeing the thing, and said to Song Jinggong who was following.
Song Jinggong took a look, and said, "Yes, Dajiang."
"Come here with cakes." Zhang Xiaobao said to the cherry next to him.
Cherries have been prepared a long time ago. In the past few days, I have been preparing cakes every day, and when I heard the sound, I immediately fetched them and placed them in front of Zhang Xiaobao.
"Brother Zijin, please, put the sauce on the cake." Zhang Xiaobao passed a pair of chopsticks and said.
Song Jinggong was puzzled and followed Zhang Xiaobao's statement to do it, then looked at Zhang Xiaobao and saw the little baby making an eating action. Song Jinggong didn't hesitate at all, and put it in his mouth and took a big bite.
"It's delicious, how did you make this thing? Young master, did you make it?" After taking a bite, Song Jinggong said to Zhang Xiaobao, and then ate the whole pie.
As soon as he finished eating, Xiao Hong brought a bowl of egg spinach soup over there, with chopped green onion popped with oil, floated on it, took a sip, and left his mouth full of fragrance.
"Little son, did you make this thing?" Song Jinggong chuckled, asking in disbelief.
"It’s not me, it’s Erniu. Soybeans are almost harvested, right? You will sell this sauce in the future. I will give you some recipes for cooking with this sauce. You can sell me at least fifty cents per catty. "Zhang Xiaobao also dipped his finger in the sauce and tasted it, and said to Song Jinggong.
"No, no, it's the little boy. The little boy told me how to do it. It's not me, it's really not me." Erniu hasn't really tasted this sauce yet. Take it when it's done. See the little boy. Put the credit on himself, shook his head vigorously to deny.
Seeing the expressions and words of the two people, Song Jinggong recalled the taste in his mouth and said: "Little son, today I served Song Jinggong. I really took it. If you have the credit, you can still do such a good thing. Don’t worry about what you eat, I will sell you a hundred wen per catty."
"Don't, you are really so expensive, you are cheating me. You can only sell fifty wen per catty. After I get the soybean oil out and fry it with oil, we can only sell one hundred wen. We are serious business, don’t Deceive."
Zhang Xiaobao knew what Song Jinggong looked like, so he immediately rejected the proposal, looked at Er Niu, and said: "Now I will give you a new task. Put Douban in the sauce, which is divided into two types. , Remember to keep it secret."
"Little son, don't worry, my Er Niu must have done things well, and I'm leaving." After speaking, Er Niu turned and left.
Song Jinggong took another bit of meat from the sauce with his hands, put it on his tongue, and asked, "How come there is a special taste, like a spicy one."
"Same as the recipe for the hatching chick you bought, you always need something better to sell something that is short of it." Zhang Xiaobao said with a smile.