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There are many people who beg Tang Tingou to apprentice, but he has only accepted Zhang Dingyun's apprentice over the years, and this time he just went south to his hometown, so he brought back a little junior sister, which really surprised him.

The leather shoes trampled on the gray ground, Zhang Dingyun walked from the door of the kitchen to the tungsten lamp, and stopped a step away from Liao Wanyu by the stove to observe her.

The girl wore a navy blue jacquard cross-collar narrow-sleeved silk jacket, the material was not new, and the style was old.

"What's your name?" Zhang Dingyun is tall, and he is at eye level with her.

"Liao Wanyu."

She had heard a little about this senior brother's rebellious deeds, so she was full of curiosity, and now when she looked at him from such a close distance, she found that his pupils were very pale amber, with a little bit of "foreign adult" meaning.

The tungsten lamp shone down on the roof, and his long eyelashes cast a light gray shadow under his eyes.

"I don't want to ask you which word you are." He glanced at the pot behind Liao Wanyu, "What is there to eat on the stove?" I didn't eat either. ”

Liao Wanyu said truthfully, Zhang Dingyun dislikes vegetarian. His ancestors were born as salt officials, and his family was extremely particular about food for several generations, and later "ran away from home" without the imperial kitchen from the palace, so he began to study and cook food by himself.

But it will be too late, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not wake Tang Tingou when he tosses it, "Forget it, give me a bowl too." ”

Liao Wanyu quietly put a bowl of food in the kitchen room alone, and this time it became two people, and the headquarters could stand here with big eyes to eat, so Zhang Dingyun took out a box of foreign fire from the pocket of his suit pants, and lit the candles on the candlestick used for table decoration.

"You take it, I'll take it."

Liao Wanyu took the brass candlestick, walked in front with both hands raised, the flames swayed, and even the shadows cast on the floor with people jumped and jumped.

"Senior brother, didn't you go to Henan to harvest cotton? Why did you come back so soon? ”

"You don't see the outside." Zhang Dingyun scooped a spoonful of tangerine peel red bean paste, swallowed it in his mouth and swallowed it, "But you and I really don't have to see each other, I understand Master's temper, and he will never accept apprentices for no reason, at his age, if you are my only junior sister, you don't have to meet me." ”

The five candles scattered on the candlestick glowed with a warm yellow glow, and except for a small area at the table where the two sat facing each other, the rest of the place was shrouded in night.

Liao Wanyu just learned to be cheerful and learn to take the initiative to deal with people, but she didn't really know each other, and she didn't believe that people could dig out each other's hearts and lungs when they met for the first time, so she naturally regarded Zhang Dingyun's words as a kind of greeting.

"Master wants me to learn more from you, and there may be a lot of trouble for my senior brother in the future."

Zhang Dingyun pinched the white handle of the porcelain spoon and gently stirred the red bean paste in the bowl, occasionally the porcelain spoon and the transparent glass bowl collided together, making a crisp sound, and the two silently ate the dessert in the bowl, until Zhang Dingyun put the spoon down, Liao Wanyu spoke slowly.

"Senior brother, I heard the master say that the cotton of our foreign bank is not harvested in autumn, but I don't understand one thing, and I hope that my brother will solve my doubts."

Zhang Dingyunsheng's pair of lychee eyes, large and round, reflected the light of the candlestick jumping fire in the light amber pupils, and he smiled slightly after listening to Liao Wanyu's words, "You say." ”

"The harvest of farmers depends on the sky, and the amount of output will directly affect the price of cotton this year. In case the price we give is high, but in fact, there is a lot of output this year, and the price is not high, isn't it a loss? ”

"What do you think those cotton farmers are doing all year round?"

"Of course it's money, the land that I have worked hard for a year to sell, of course, is to sell it for money." Liao Wanyu replied very happily and did not hesitate at all.

"There's nothing wrong with making money, of course, but buying and selling is negotiated, and sometimes it's just as good as making more money."

Zhang Dingyun is a native of Yangzhou, and he speaks with a faint Jiangnan accent, and his speed of speech is not fast, and he is complacent.

Liao Wanyu pondered and digested his words in her heart, and finally stood up and started to clean up the dishes, "Thank you, senior brother, good night, senior brother." ”

Zhang Dingyun didn't know what questions Tang Tingou had asked Liao Wanyu, and he didn't understand what she was thanking at the moment, so he just said "um", and went to the good night with her, and went back to the room to rest by himself.

It wasn't until the next morning, when the three of them sat together for breakfast, that he understood why Liao Wanyu asked him that question.

"Master's question yesterday, I thought about it, although changes in market prices are inevitable, it may be more tempting to have a stable and long-term business than to worry about the harvest every spring. As for how to negotiate a long-term sales contract, I can't say that. ”

Liao Wanyu took a sip of milk, "I haven't understood the concerns of cotton farmers, and I don't know the demand, in this case, there is no deal." The ancients said: 'The use of soldiers is precious, and the cover knows the other and knows the self, and the first is invincible and the enemy can be defeated, and this is the art of winning a hundred battles. I think it's probably the same when it comes to trading, and when you talk to anyone, you have to get to know them first. ”

There were three people sitting at this table, and Tang Tingou had developed the habit of eating Western-style breakfast in Hong Kong in the past few years, and everyone ate with him.

Freshly baked buns are thinly sliced, butter and jam are served in small porcelain plates, and knives and forks are all available.

Listening to Liao Wanyu's words, Tang Tingou stopped the action of smearing butter, he glanced at Zhang Dingyun who was grinding pepper with his spare eyes, and then looked at Liao Wanyu, "You think very thoughtfully, you don't know the situation of those cotton farmers, and you didn't make a rash decision, it's right." ”

After saying this, Zhang Dingyun's hand moved again, he was sweet and sweet, after smearing a layer of butter, and then layered a thick layer of applesauce, then folded it diagonally, and took a slow bite, "Your senior brother is back, just right." Ask him to take you for a walk and make friends these days. ”

"Okay, I made an appointment with a few friends in the evening, all of them from the banking industry. You should know and know. ”

Liao Wanyu also understands that she should establish contacts, so socializing is indispensable, so she agreed very happily, and packed up early in the evening, Zhang Dingyun called her downstairs, and she immediately went downstairs.

The evening game is about in the White Cat Dance Hall, which is a ballroom dance hall opened by a Cantonese on Jing'an Temple Road, because it is the first Chinese to open it themselves, everything is vaguely expensive, and it is also unique for more than a year.

Liao Wanyu's half-length hair was braided with a low whip at the back of her head, a lace bow was stuck at the end of the hair, a milky white dress dress, the chick heart collar turned down the hand-hooked lace pieces, the flared cuffs were scattered, and the edges were also covered with flowers of the same pattern, and the skirt covered half of the calves, revealing the thin ankles.

Zhang Dingyun got out of the car first, and was standing in front of the car door at the moment and gentlemanly stretched out his hand to wait for her, Liao Wanyu got out of the car with her skirt, and learned foreign etiquette and took his arm.

Zhang Dingyun of the White Cat Dance Hall is a regular customer, and the Taipan Azheng at the door greeted him as soon as he saw his car, and was about to order someone to call Du Zhifang, who Zhang Dingyun likes to dance with his favorite partner, but he is a good person, and when he saw Zhang Dingyun standing at the door of the car after getting out of the car, he turned around and waited for someone, and the words that were not ordered to go out were swallowed back into his stomach.

Before he figured out the relationship between Zhang Dingyun and today's female companion, he didn't rashly call Du Zhifang for Zhang Dingyun.

"Young Master Zhang, you haven't been dancing for a few days, and this trip has been hard." Ah Zheng knew that Zhang Dingyun liked to dance, but if he was in Shanghai, he didn't come for a day or two, and he would arrive early on the third day.

"Watch out for the steps." Zhang Dingyun didn't pay attention to Ah Zheng, but turned his head sideways to remind Liao Wanyu that he didn't look like the little girl was used to wearing high heels, and he was always worried that she would fall.

Liao Wanyu said "um" softly, hung her head slightly, and looked carefully at the steps under her feet, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Ah Zheng heard this sentence clearly, but there have been many affairs between senior brothers and sisters since ancient times, so he still didn't mention Du Zhifang, "Zhang Xiaosanye and Xue Sishao have arrived, I'll take you over." ”

Zhang Dingyun nodded invisibly, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Go, invite Zhifang." ”

Ah Zheng nodded again and again, and glanced at the dancer class of the other apprentice behind him, and the younger class walked away quickly.

took Zhang Dingyun and Liao Wanyu to a booth hanging white translucent silk curtain on the left side of the first floor, Ah Zheng quickly took a step and stretched out his hand to open the soft curtain, the people inside were talking about something, laughing very happily, and they didn't retreat when they saw Zhang Dingyun, but when they looked at Liao Wanyu who walked in outside the curtain, their eyes were strange.

"Yo Yo Yo, look, our thirteen young people have changed their temperament and actually changed their tastes." It was Xue Yubin who made fun of Zhang Dingyun, and there were no dancers in the dance hall who didn't know him.

In the early two years, he often went to a dance hall opened by a White Russian, and met a professional dancer somewhere, and the two really got along for a while, and later he even married the woman home and became Mrs. Ru, which became a news in Shanghai.

However, the good times did not last long, and before the first month of the wedding was over, he left his new wife at home and returned to the dance hall.

Zhang Dingyun was afraid that he would say something that would humiliate Liao Wanyu, so he hurriedly interrupted him, "This is my junior sister, I can't stop my master from breaking your leg lightly." ”

Zhang Zhaiyun was lighting a cigarette with the hand of the young lady with Danfeng's eyes and crescent eyebrows beside him, and at this moment he took a deep breath and spit it out before he took the words, "Don't fool us, who doesn't know that Tang Gong doesn't accept apprentices." ”

Zhang Dingyun smiled bitterly, and first made it to the side of the semi-circular sofa, separating Liao Wanyu and Xue Yubin, "I have given six gifts, what did I lie to you." ”

Hearing what he said, Zhang Zhaiyun and Xue Yubin were silent at the same time, and they both looked at Liao Wanyu with their eyes, Liao Wanyu thought that she couldn't show her timidity, so she didn't dodge and twist, but only recognized them generously.

"You junior sister, I really want to see it."

Zhang Dingyun pulled the cushion he was leaning on behind him and threw it over and smashed Zhang Zhaiyun, "Don't let me hear what you say again." ”

Zhang Zhaiyun didn't hide, he reached out to catch the small square cushion with blue gold velvet inlaid with bright yellow tassels of short tassels, and the smiling dancer next to him took it and put it aside.

"I really feel familiar." He had a square face, but his head was not big, and it was the "cheeks on the back of his head", which made him stand up slowly, press his hands on the white wood in front of the sofa, and lean over to look at Liao Wanyu, "Do you have an impression of me?" ”

Liao Wanyu recalled in her mind, and didn't remember that she had seen such a person, so she smiled apologetically, "I've only been to Shanghai a few times, so I should ......."

Before she finished speaking, Zhang Zhaiyun over there suddenly clapped her hands excitedly, "I remember, I think about it, I will say that I have seen you, and I will never be wrong!" ”