Chapter 85
Bao Weng frowned, went to the capital, and listened to Su Hao's meaning, he should want to use the improved batik cloth to make clothes. Although it is true that batik cloth is also used to make clothes in southern Xinjiang, this does not mean that there will be people in the Central Plains who like it. If these fabrics are scrapped by then, what will Su Hao do? Where is his own way out?
Seeing Bao Weng hesitating, Su Hao lowered his eyes and calculated in his heart. But he still has a few days to leave Donglin, and he must confirm this matter before leaving, otherwise he will not be at ease even if he arrives in the capital. You know, he can value Bao Weng's batik skills, and think about using it in clothing making, and there will definitely be other people who have the same or similar ideas. Doing business is one step ahead, and if you let someone else get Bao Weng, it will not be so easy to let Bao Weng come back when the time comes.
What's more, he still has a plan, he wants to rely on Bao Weng's entry into Beijing to bring Tong Yan back to the capital.
Therefore, Su Hao is a little anxious now, but his face is light and light. Looking up at the sky, it was already noon, and when I looked at the slightly tangled Bao Weng in front of him, it seemed that he would not be able to get an answer for a while. Anyway, I've already told the steward that he doesn't need Bao Weng to work all day today, so he should be able to move him today.
Su Hao raised his hand to find Xiao Er over, interrupted Bao Weng's thoughts, and asked, "Bao Weng, do you want to eat something?" ”
Bao Weng was stunned for a moment, and when he looked outside, it turned out that it was already noon, but he didn't expect that his owner was really good-natured. Looking at Xiao Er, who was a little impatient, Bao Weng's signature smirk was revealed again: "Second Shao, you can decide, I'm a rough person, it's okay to eat whatever you want." ”
Su Hao nodded, looked at Xiao Er and ordered the dish: "Squirrel fish, stewed lion's head, Pingqiao tofu, and then make two plates of side dishes, oh, yes, add radish shredded crucian carp soup." ”
Su Hao's order was very smooth, and Xiao Er on the side twitched when he heard this string of faces: "Childe, we are a teahouse, we really can't do what you want, or you see, ...... next door"
A silver ingot fell on the table, and Xiao Er closed his voice, but he still hesitated. The shopkeeper ran over on his feet: "Yo, Master Su, don't mind, this kid has just come here and doesn't understand the rules, which makes you laugh." As he spoke, the shopkeeper picked up the silver ingot on the table, and elbowed the unhappy Xiao Er on the side. Xiao Er bent down and lost a no.
The corners of Su Hao's mouth curled slightly, nodded, and accepted Xiao Er's apology, then looked at the shopkeeper and asked, "Then did you have the dish I just ordered?" ”
"Yes, yes! I'll let people prepare, you wait, wait. The shopkeeper replied repeatedly, pulling the little two on the side and retreating.
Xiao Er wanted to say something, but was blocked by a look from the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took out the silver ingot he had just put in his arms and handed it to Xiao Er, reproaching: "It's really blind, this is the second son of the Su family, and is it also someone you can mess with?" ”
Xiao Er glanced back at Su Hao, who was talking and laughing, and pouted, these rich people knew that they would smash people with silver.
Seeing that Xiao Er's face was unconvinced, the shopkeeper slapped him over: "Don't think about anything else, take the silver, go to the restaurant to bring back the dishes that Su Gongzi wanted, and don't forget to ask for another pot of good wine." ”
Xiao Er reluctantly took the money and went to the restaurant. The shopkeeper turned around and entered the back kitchen, carried two plates of small snacks, and turned back to Su Hao's table: "Master Su, there are some small snacks, you can cushion them first, and the wine and food will come in a while." ”
Su Hao nodded, sent the shopkeeper away, and then looked at Bao Weng again: "Are you worried that people in the Central Plains don't like batik patterns?" ”
Bao Weng nodded and said: "Most of the paintings in the Central Plains are ink brushes, and the patterns of cloth brocade also follow the essence of this kind of painting, such as dragon patterns or animal patterns, which are even more lifelike. The batik is different, the batik originated from the Miao tribe in southern Xinjiang, and the patterns used are mostly like rock paintings, and the colors are relatively simple, and they are not as strict as the brocade requirements for patterns. And because of the dyeing process, there are some differences in the same pattern dyeing. ”
"In other words, even if it is the same pattern, the same dyeing process, the pattern will be different?" Su Hao was a little surprised.
"It's not just the pattern, it's even the color that can be a little different." Bao Weng replied honestly.
Not only the pattern, but also the color will be a little different? Su Hao glared at Bao Weng, and his phoenix eyes almost turned into bull's eyes.
Bao Weng smiled a little embarrassedly, there are so many problems with batik, and this is not something he can solve. Therefore, Su Hao's idea is really quite risky.
Su Hao pursed his lips and hesitated a little, if he couldn't even guarantee the color and pattern, it was a little reluctant to use it for clothing.
"Er Shao, let's think about this again, right?" Bao Weng saw Su Hao's hesitation.
Although he hesitated, Su Hao still shook his head, there was always some way to improve, but he hadn't thought of it yet.
Bao Weng frowned again, although Su Hao's insistence was beneficial to himself, he didn't want Su Hao to spend so much effort and still draw water with a bamboo basket when the time came.
When the two were silent, Xiao Er put the wine and food brought from the restaurant next door on the table.
Su Hao took a deep breath, put aside the hesitation just now, showed an indifferent smile on his face again, and beckoned Bao Weng to eat first: "Let's eat first, these are also famous dishes in Jiangnan, but I don't know if you are used to eating or not." ”
Bao Weng smiled shyly: "How can there be so much exquisiteness, you can eat the famous dishes of Jiangnan, what else is there to pick, the second young man is too polite." ”
"I heard that people in southern Xinjiang like spicy food, but in this Jiangnan, it is not easy to eat spicy." Su Hao raised the chopsticks and ate first.
"Huh? Well, yes, we eat a lot of spicy food. But also eat not spicy. Bao Weng smiled and saw that Su Hao had already started eating, so he took the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables.
Well, he is also a polite person. Su Hao said secretly in his heart. Then I became a little curious. I heard that most of the people in southern Xinjiang are barbarians, but this treasure in front of him, no matter how he talks, the etiquette shows his understanding of the customs of the Central Plains, but he feels that he has not yet adapted to it, so sometimes it will be a little weird. Where or by whom did he learn this?
Su Hao thought about this, but Bao Weng spoke first: "In fact, there are also many people from the Central Plains who come to southern Xinjiang. They brought delicate things such as silk and porcelain from the Central Plains to southern Xinjiang, and they were very sought after in southern Xinjiang. Including the preparation of these foods, they have also been introduced to southern Xinjiang a lot, so we can sometimes eat these exquisite foods from the Central Plains. ”
In this way, it just solved Su Hao's confusion just now, but it made Su Hao think of another problem: this Bao Weng, who seems to be able to see through what he thinks in his heart, always uses seemingly casual words to relieve his confusion when he is confused, or shows great importance to himself when he talks about batik just now, but Bao Weng can remind him not to be too optimistic.
Is Bao Weng really just as honest as he seems on the surface? Su Hao lowered his eyes, covering the flash of light in his eyes.