Chapter 155: Mother Yang's Godson (New book on the shelves, please subscribe!) )
After bidding farewell to You Shixiong and Seed Master, Yang Huairen took He Zhiyun home. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
But when I walked halfway down, I suddenly felt as if my head had been smashed by a big watermelon with green skin and red flesh, and the big green-skinned watermelon fell with enough strength, and half of the watermelon was left on my head like a big hat.
Let You Shixiong compensate my son, why does this sound more and more strange? I have another fan of his grandmother, this is a disease, and it has to be cured.
Although it is said that the young people of the second goods are happy, but now in the Song Dynasty, Yang Huairen's status is getting higher and higher, and no matter whether the little title of Schisandra can set off his aristocratic style, the fame that gave him the same Jinshi background, but he is very capable of getting a good reputation, at least similar to the graduate school graduation of later generations.
Regardless of the fact that this name is a bit unworthy of the name, but since he is a cultural person, he must have the appearance of a cultural person, even if he is at home, when he is away, he can't be reckless and teach people to see jokes.
Before going to Yangjia Zhuangzi for his honeymoon, the thing that worries Yang Huairen the most is the operation of Suiyuan.
In fact, if you want to talk about business matters, Yang Huairen is not worried, since Wang Mingyuan became the shopkeeper of Suiyuan, Suiyuan's business has been taken care of by him in an orderly manner.
In addition, Yang Huairen's recent two cooking competitions have been victorious, whether it is in the circle of officials and nobles or the people in the market, they have added fuel and vinegar to the hype, and Suiyuan's reputation is even greater, and the business is also booming, and there is a tendency to catch up with and surpass the major famous buildings.
The method of making fish is actually not difficult, mainly in the marinating and the red oil smeared at the end, which Yang Huairen has already taught Yang Lotian to do.
This seemingly wooden apprentice actually has a talent for being a chef, and he is usually very diligent, and he is very reassuring to Yang Huairen in everything he does.
Tomorrow is the first day to provide the fish, and today there are three or four hundred quotations delivered to Suiyuan. According to the rules of the secret auction, the ten highest bids are selected, and then publicized on the public notice board outside the gate to show the fairness of the secret auction.
In terms of price, it was somewhat unexpected by Yang Huairen. If you don't count the scarcity of chili peppers in this era, the cost of a piece of fish is actually the same as money.
Yang Huairen predicts that the final auction price may be dozens of times higher than the cost, at most a hundred times, and a piece of fish can be sold for 100 yuan, which is already a very rare sky-high price.
In fact, among the three or four hundred quotations, none of them were less than 100 yuan, and the tenth place that had to be auctioned in the end was 300 yuan, and the first place was 800 yuan!
It's incredible, with 800 yuan, you can buy a decent courtyard in Kaifeng Mansion, the most popular city in the Great Song Dynasty, and the house in Yang Mansion is worth only 1,000 yuan.
In this era, there were indeed abundant products, developed commerce, and many wealthy people, and the merchants had a low status in the eyes of scholars, but they had a lot of wealth.
In order to show their status, or to put it more popularly, to show their sense of existence, businessmen can only satisfy the psychological needs of vanity by spending a lot of money.
For example, being able to bid for the fish in Suiyuan is the most direct method.
In business, the price is paid by the buyer himself, and Yang Huairen, as the seller, should not have a psychological burden, but Yang Huairen thought of the people who were barely living on the food and clothing line, or even poorer, and he hesitated.
Yang's mother saw that her son seemed to have something on her mind, so she asked her son to accompany her to walk on the street.
Yang's mother was born in a peasant family, and married Yang's father, who was a scholar, and gradually gained some knowledge.
When she first came to Tokyo City, Yang's mother also revealed the short-sightedness and miser character of many small local people, but after a long time, the temperament from the poor family in her heart continued to appear.
In the middle of autumn, there is a cool breeze, reminding people that winter is approaching and it is time to add clothes. But the sun is still warm, bathed in warm sunlight, which makes people feel very comfortable.
Many scholars on the banks of the Caishui River are nervously preparing for the upcoming autumn exam, although they still have all kinds of folding fans in their hands, they have no intention of playing leisurely.
There are many shops along the river that sell the four treasures of the study, and business is good, and there are also some vendors selling snacks, loudly selling their crafts to people passing by.
"My mother remembers that you loved to eat radish cake when you were a child, and my mother took you to eat it today."
The mother's plain words were full of love for her son, Yang Huairen nodded, "The Xu family's aunt's pastry shop is just ahead." ”
Mother Yang shook her head, "The turnip cake of the Xu family costs five cents a piece, let's go to the stall of Brother Xiaoyi of the Zhang family to buy it, his radish cake is cheap, only three cents." ”
Yang Huairen was a little puzzled, if it was before, in order to save money, it was a matter of course for Yang's mother to go a little more to buy cheaper things.
But now it's different, there are countless and inexhaustible gold and silver in the Yang Mansion, do you still care about those two pennies?
What's more, the radish cake in the Xujia Pastry Shop is expensive, which makes sense, and the things made in the shop are better in terms of materials, and the taste is definitely a little better than the radish cake sold in the stall.
From the perspective of doing business, even if there is no difference in the quality of the radish cakes sold by the two companies, Yang Huairen feels that this price difference is also very normal, after all, in terms of cost, the two are also different.
Mother Yang looked at his puzzled expression, couldn't help but smile, stroked her son's hand and nodded, signaling for him to listen to his mother.
Yang Huairen smiled in return and followed his mother's wishes.
On the stall of Brother Xiaoyi of the Zhang family, there were a lot of freshly baked radish cakes, but I didn't see a few people buying them.
Mother Yang greeted Brother Xiaoyi of the Zhang family warmly and bought all the radish cakes of his family.
Zhang Xiaoyi was very happy, thanked Yang's mother, and said that he would personally send Yang's mother to the house.
Mother Yang shook her head, "The old man has a son to help me carry it back, don't bother Brother Xiaoyi, you can go home early and accompany your mother." ”
Yang Huairen listened to his mother's words, and he didn't understand, although more than a dozen catties of radish cake was not very heavy, but since Zhang Xiaoyi was willing to deliver it to the door for free, why did his mother want him to carry it back personally?
Mother Yang said to him slowly: "Son, don't you understand why your mother wants you to carry it back personally, right?" ”
Yang Huairen smiled embarrassedly and nodded.
Mother Yang said earnestly: "The daughter-in-law of Brother Xiaoyi of the Zhang family just added a fat boy to his family some time ago, and letting him collect the stall and go home to accompany his wife as soon as possible is also a small good deed that we can do."
Now your identity is different, the official family has given you a knighthood, rewarded with fame, and my mother knows that you have lofty ambitions, maybe these are nothing in your eyes, but in the eyes of ordinary people, you are already a high-ranking official.
My mother used to say that I just want you to live your life peacefully, and I don't want you to contact those high-ranking people and mix with those things that my mother can't understand.
But from the day you got married, so many people came, my mother knew that you are not an ordinary person, and your future achievements may not be imagined by your mother.
What my mother wants to say is that no matter how high your status is in the future and how rich you are, don't forget the people around you, they are the most important thing between heaven and earth. ”
Yang Huairen was silent. He finally understood the purpose of his mother's trip, and the truth may be very simple, but it is these simple truths that are the easiest to ignore.
He strapped the packet of turnip cakes and fell into deep thought. What will happen in the future? What role will he play in this history?