Accompany by A Fool to do Farming

Zhong Ziqi didn’t know that a big man was walking towards his booth. At this time, there were five or six people sitting in his booth. After Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ning prepared their noodles, they were very leisurely and followed Zhao Sheng and Zhao Zheng’an. Rest at an empty table.

"Ziqi, what do you say is in this cargo ship?" Zhao Ning asked curiously, because he hadn't touched these things before, he couldn't think of what the cargo ship was for sale.

"I don't know." Zhong Ziqi shook his head. He hasn't touched him either, but he can imagine what it is: "But it should be all local precious things!"

Zhao Ning nodded and continued to ask: "Then-why not sell them in the south, but go to the north with a lot of trouble?"

This is a kind of business method, Zhong Ziqi can't be more familiar with it. Things can be eaten wherever they are precious. In ancient times, this method was even carried forward. Many ordinary people made their fortunes by running merchants.

"Do you know why the goods carried by this north-south runner make so much money?" Zhong Ziqi asked the seller.

Zhao Ning shook his head like a rattle. Zhao Zhengan couldn't understand what his wife was talking about, so he shook his head to join in the fun. Zhong Ziqi couldn't help but laugh.

On the side, Zhao Sheng looked thoughtful.

"I’ll give you an example, um—Let’s take Shaju. It is well known that it is outrageously expensive. It is only eaten by wealthy people. It may not be sold all the time, because Shaju is an authentic southern product. But it is everywhere in the south, super cheap, and the north can not be grown due to climate and other reasons, then the cheap mandarin oranges in the south have become a rarity in the north, and the price is naturally very expensive. On the contrary, we can get special products from the north. The South is also a good thing, because there is no South, understand?"

Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng suddenly realized.

"Ziqi, you know a lot!" Zhao Ning said with a look of admiration.

Zhao Sheng also admired him very much, and there was a hint of shame in it. He is not as knowledgeable as a little brother who doesn't get out of the door, and he secretly made up his mind to learn more in the future.

Zhong Ziqi just smiled: "This is also what my dad said before, so I will write it down." He was a little embarrassed to push everything to the deceased person, but if he didn't do that, he would definitely reveal his stuff. I can be sorry.

Although Zhao Zhengan could not understand what his wife said, but he saw the admiration of Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng, and he immediately proudly said: "The wife is the best."

"Who is the boss?" A grim voice interrupted the conversation of the four. Zhong Ziqi and Zhao Ning together looked up in the direction of the voice, and then they were stunned.

Not only were they stunned, the booth was silent. The speaker was handsome with a hint of fierceness, but he was not the protagonist. The protagonist was the man behind who was more beautiful than his brother. He shook the paper fan and shook his head. I looked around with a lazy gaze, and there may still be a hint of disdain and disdain when I look closely.

Zhong Ziqi just shook for a moment and immediately recovered, stood up and said calmly: "I am the boss, what do you two want?"

Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng also stood up immediately. No matter how clumsy their eyes were, they could see that these two people were not ordinary people, and even Zhao Zhengan, who was unidentified, stood up.

Seeing the direction where the two came, everyone secretly guessed that it might be the person in the merchant ship, right?

The cold man glanced at the other people's food: "Just like them, two bowls."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

There were scattered people sitting on the four tables at the stall. The only empty table was the one they were sitting on. The four hurriedly got up and gave them their seats. The two people walked over like this.

Gao Hanjin really looked down on such a small stall. He had a very dirty and noisy impression in his impression. If many people said it was delicious, he would really not come. But it’s quite interesting. The stall that I saw along the way was not an uncle. How could the sudden appearance of four handsome and good-looking people not surprise him? This is also one of the reasons why he didn’t turn around right away. He wanted to see it. The deliciousness is so beautiful.

"Azhuo."

The grim man knew, took out a handkerchief from his arms, wiped the stool carefully, and Gao Hanjin sat down satisfied with the tabletop.

This scene is in the eyes of a few busy people. Zhao Ning muttered angrily; "What, dislike us? You can go if you don't like eating!"

Zhao Ning didn't know that he had finished muttering, and the cold man called Ah Zhuo glanced at him.

Although Zhong Ziqi is also a little unhappy, she also knows that some people are obsessed with cleanliness, let alone big people. It is normal to dislike his stall: "Okay, don't say it, just serve it when it's done."

Zhao Ning and Zhao Sheng served a bowl of cold noodles to the table. Zhao Ning said in a crisp voice: "Ten cents."

Azhuo took out ten cents from his arms and handed it to Zhao Ning.

Gao Hanjin raised his eyebrows and looked at the food in front of him. There was almost no trace of oil in the whole bowl. It looked like it was all water. He picked up a chopsticks and picked up a rice wire, put it in his mouth, and then moved. Only then did he discover that the secret of this side turned out to be cold, no wonder what it was called? Cold noodles!

He took another chopstick and ate it in his mouth. It was a little sour, with a hint of sweetness in the sour. The Gao Han Jin, which has eaten many delicacies, can be eaten. This evening noodle is not a peerless delicacy, but it is in the summer. Absolutely even if it is delicious, even he has to praise it. Eating a bowl of noodles seems to be able to eat the heat.

Of course he didn't know that the water Zhong Ziqi put in was all fresh water from the well. Of course, it was cold enough, and he didn't need water that was not cold. This is one of the reasons why many people come to eat.

Ah Zhuo watched unexpectedly that the young master was not picky, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and he took a bite of his own noodles, and then he immediately knew the reason for this. His young master was particularly afraid of heat, if not. If he doesn't come out, Master is absolutely willing to stay in the south. And the sweetness and sourness in this side are exactly in line with the taste of the young master. It's too late to be happy, how can I dislike it.

"Hey, no matter how much you dislike it, you are still defeated by Ziqi's craftsmanship?" Zhao Ning said triumphantly.

Zhong Ziqi shook his head helplessly. He knew that most of them were cool enough to run, and what they said was delicious.

Gao Hanjin was full after eating a bowl. He sat in a chair and rested, a pair of Danfeng eyes looked around randomly, Zhong Ziqi's face went straight into his eyes, Gao Hanjin squinted his eyes for a while. Suddenly I felt familiar, and I always felt that this face seemed to have been seen somewhere before, but why didn't he have any impression at all? If I can't think of it, I just don't want to.

"Boss, withdraw the bowl." At this moment, Ah Ma came over with a bowl.

Zhong Ziqi replied, took his bowl and looked at the bottom, took two cents and handed it to Ah Ma.

Gao Hanjin is very curious about what mystery can't be made? Then he picked up his own bowl and looked at the bottom of the bowl. A strange symbol? Appearing at the bottom of the bowl, with his profound knowledge, he didn't even know what it was, like a word but not a word.

Azhuo also picked up the bowl like the young master: "Master, there is also..." Azhuo paused for a while and didn't know how to describe it.

"Oh? I'll look at you."

Gao Hanjin took Azhuo's bowl and found that it was different from the one under his bowl. The traces of this symbol are enough to tell that the person who wrote it has sufficient literary skills. Gao Hanjin immediately became interested, he got up, and walked towards the free four people over there leisurely.

"Hey... Ziqi, you see that person is here." Zhao Ning poked Zhong Ziqi.

Zhong Ziqi raised her head and glanced, and sure enough, the man had already come to him.

He smiled calmly: "Does this guest officer need anything else?"

"No, I'm just curious about what the boss wrote under your bowl?" Gao Hanjin's voice with a smile at the corner of his mouth looked down at the handsome and handsome brother in front of him. If the cheeks of the other brothers had already been confused and flushed, it would just surprise him. Not only he but the guy next to him didn't respond much, could it be that his charm has declined?

The real reason is that Zhong Ziqi only appreciates this kind of beauty, but he can't be interested in it. It is not his dish, but Zhao Ning is watching him laugh like that, like a big-tailed wolf. good idea.

Instead, Zhao Zhengan walked to Zhong Ziqi nervously and glared at Gao Hanjin. Don't look at him stupid, but he can feel threatened. For example, this person feels very unusual for him. He doesn't know what this feeling is called. , But anyone who feels wrong should not be too close to his wife.

Gao Hanjin glanced at him, and he could tell at a glance that this was a fool. He looked away uninterestedly and looked at that brother.

Zhong Ziqi frowned. He didn't like the man's eyes looking at Zhao Zhengan, but it was not easy to drive them away, but they could only smile and say, "This is just a mark I handwritten."

"Oh? Are you literate?"

"My dad taught me literacy since I was a kid, so I know some."

Gao Hanjin tapped her hand with a fan: "Well... so many bowls, aren't you afraid that someone will imitate this mark to cheat money?"

Zhong Ziqi was impatient to deal with it, but he also knew that this person had a lot of background and could only endure: "One handwriting is one type of person, and I know my handwriting. If someone can imitate it, that person is also powerful, and I will admit it."

Gao Hanjin smiled: "It's a good sentence to admit it."

Then I stopped asking, how could he not see the impatience of this person? He had never been treated like this before, especially a brother. He didn't know where to provoke him, but although this person is very interesting, But he wouldn't be boring himself. After eating and drinking, he should leave.

Gao Hanjin did not stay longer in this small town. After selling some of the goods, and staying overnight, he continued on the next day to his final destination—Beijing.