'In front of me are two children who haven't been weaned off milk. I'm not afraid. I shouldn't be afraid. They're all pretending. The adults taught them to say that.'
As Song Jinggong listened to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan's conversation, he could feel the tone of the two children's voices. There was something inside him that kept comforting himself, telling him to clear up the situation in front of him and clear up the fog.
"Young Master Song, please." Zhang Xiaobao didn't give Song Jinggong a chance to adjust. Seeing that Song Jinggong was stunned, he picked up the tea and drank it.
"Xiao Bao, the tea is a bit old. Before Ming Dynasty is the best." Wang Juan finished the tea and commented.
Song Jinggong was curious and picked up the hot tea to drink. He didn't dare to pick up the herbal tea for fear of being tricked. When the tea entered his mouth, he only felt that it was bland. It didn't have any taste of salt or sugar, and it didn't have ginger or scallions to complement it. It was a bit unpleasant, but after a while, he realized that the faint bitterness of the tea was addictive.
"The way this tea is brewed seems to be different from others?" Song Jinggong raised his head and asked after finishing the tea.
"Exactly. This method of drinking tea is for elegance. It's not for ordinary life. It's used for culture and not for hardship. Those with money and status can use this method. If it's just to regulate the stomach, it's better to add salt and ginger. Today, I treat it elegantly, but tomorrow, I might not use it," Zhang Xiaobao said lightly.
"I'm telling you, this is to pretend to be someone's identity. Decent people drink tea because they don't feel well after eating. Salt is to ensure that the body doesn't lack salt. Ginger is to stop vomiting and get rid of the cold. For people with no power or money, life is the most important. Of course, when it's time to pretend, you still have to pretend. Pretending is also a part of life."
Seeing that Song Jinggong was in a daze, Wang Juan translated for him.
Song Jinggong nodded. It wasn't that he didn't understand, but he didn't expect that there would be people who used tea to show their identity. If he had known, he would have one more trick up his sleeve. But this child in front of him didn't use it. Could it be that she had reached the point where she didn't want to use this method?
Hearing this girl's words, what shocked him the most was the last sentence. Pretending is also a part of life. How could this be said by a one-year-old girl?
"I've learned. I wonder if Young Master Zhang is willing to tell me how to make this tea? I will repay you a thousand times over. "The more Song Jinggong thought about it, the more he felt that he had found a new way to deceive people.
Without waiting for Xiaobao to speak, Wang Juan said, "What else do you want to repay? You owe us a lot of money now. A few hundred taels of silver. How are you going to pay us back? "
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. I agree with everything you've done in the past. Only when you hatched the chicken did I let you down. Have you forgotten what you did in the past? "
Hearing Zhang Xiaobao's words, Song Jinggong shivered. It was just as this child said. At that moment, he had evil thoughts. It was different from what he had decided.
"Thank you, Young Master Zhang. But the tea's' recipe …?" Song Jinggong still wanted to trick him.
"Song Jinggong, why do you disappoint me so much? Other than this kind of low-level trick, you don't know anything else? Harming others to benefit yourself and making money is a low-level path. Helping others to benefit yourself is a low-level path. Helping the country and the people to make money is the true path. Are you going to hang around in the low-level path? "
Zhang Xiaobao saw that Song Jinggong still wanted to make money by cheating. He was really disappointed. If he could cheat, why would he use Song Jinggong?
Song Jinggong put down the teacup and looked at the child in front of him. He suddenly felt awkward, especially when he saw the disdainful and disappointed look on the child's face. He then looked at the girl next to him. It was as if she had expected better from him.
Song Jinggong felt that when he faced the two children, he was facing his examiner. He couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
"I wonder what kind of person Young Master Zhang is?" Song Jinggong didn't give up and asked again.
"Xiao Bao doesn't need to tell you this. I'll tell you. Neither left, right, nor middle. It is the middle." When Wang Juan said this, she turned her head away and didn't want to look at Song Jinggong.
At this moment, Song Jinggong was really convinced. He understood that these two children could trick him without any effort. They were not children. They could clearly be his teachers.
"Young Master Zhang, I am stupid. I hope you can enlighten me in the future." Song Jinggong lowered his attitude.
"Enlighten what? The more you listen, the more you see, the more you do, the more you think, and the more you ask, that is knowledge. I don't have an advisor by my side, so there will always be something wrong when I do things. I wonder if Master Song …? "
"There is no end to learning. The one who has reached the top is the teacher. From now on, I am at your service." Song Jinggong already understood that if the first few sentences could be taught, then the following questions couldn't be taught by anyone. Even if Zhuge Liang was alive, he couldn't. Everything was from the heart of these two children.
These two children were not ordinary people. Moreover, he was in debt. His life and death depended on them. If he didn't rely on them now, when would he? Was he really going to disappoint them and use ruthless methods?
Thinking of this, Song Jinggong understood that they didn't want him to die. They just wanted one more person to do things for them. Song Jinggong felt that it was not shameful to work for someone who had won. Literature was easy to come by, but if he lied, he would go bankrupt.
"Really? Having Young Master Song is as good as having a pipe. I will have to trouble Young Master Song in the future. "Zhang Xiaobao still had to do what he had to do.
"Young Master, you can call me Zijin in the future." Song Jinggong said.
Wang Juan turned her head and said, "So Young Master Song's name is Zijin. Since you have the heart to sacrifice for the common people, then you have to do it well in the future. Xiao Bao, leave the matter of the soybean oil to Zijin."
Song Jinggong was really speechless. He just said a word, and a one-year-old child immediately recited the Book of Songs. He looked at the two children again. No matter how he looked at them, they were so compatible. If they could be like this at the age of one, how would they be when they grew up?
"Alright, Brother Zijin. In that case, I will have to trouble you. I want to use the beans to make some oil and exchange it for the farmers to eat the carrots you brought, which are Ganxun. You are selling them at a higher price. They are not worth one copper coin per catty. One copper coin per catty is more like two catties."
At this moment, Zhang Xiaobao also spoke. He wanted to sell the carrots at half the price.
Song Jinggong felt like a fool. He shook his head and said, "Impossible. I bought them for one copper coin per catty. No one eats them here."
"In front of us, it's only about whether we want to do it or not. There's nothing impossible." Wang Juan said with certainty.
"Alright, then how do we make the oil? Beans have oil too? Light a lamp? "Song Jinggong had to admit that she was better than him.
"Don't light a lamp. Eat it. It's the same as meat oil. Let's harvest the beans first. We can talk about the rest later." Wang Juan interrupted.
Song Jinggong naturally did not refute. He just had to do as she said. He was thinking about the matter of harvesting the beans and left.
*****
Five days later, the sun was shining brightly.
Erniu came back with a basket in his hand to look for Zhang Xiaobao.
"Little Master, the sauce is out. This is what you want. Take a look. What do you think?" Erniu took out a dozen small jars from the basket and placed them in front of Zhang Xiaobao.
"Brother Zijin, do you know what this is?" After Zhang Xiaobao saw the things, he smiled and said to Song Jinggong who was next to him.
Song Jinggong looked at it and said, "Yes, I know."
"Bring the pancakes over." Zhang Xiaobao said to Cherries next to him.
Cherries had already prepared the pancakes. These days, she had been preparing pancakes every day. When she heard the sound, she immediately went to get it and placed it in front of Zhang Xiaobao.
"Brother Zijin, please, spread the sauce on the pancakes." Zhang Xiaobao handed over a pair of chopsticks and said.
Song Jinggong was puzzled and did as Zhang Xiaobao said. Then he looked at Zhang Xiaobao. Seeing the little boy make a eating gesture, Song Jinggong did not hesitate at all and directly put it in his mouth and took a big bite.
"Delicious, how did you make this thing? Little Gongzi, did you make it? " After Song Jinggong took a bite, he said to Zhang Xiaobao and then ate the whole pancake.
As soon as he finished eating, Xiao Hong sent a bowl of egg and spinach soup. Scallions were fried in oil and floated on top of it. After drinking a mouthful, the fragrance lingered in his mouth.
"Little Gongzi, did you make this thing?" Song Jinggong smacked his lips twice and asked in disbelief.
"It's not me, it's Erniu. Have you harvested enough soybeans? In the future, you will sell this sauce. I will give you a few recipes to use this sauce to cook. You will sell it for at least fifty copper coins per catty. "Zhang Xiaobao also dipped his finger in the sauce and tasted it and said to Song Jinggong.
"No, no, it's Little Gongzi. Little Gongzi told me how to make it. It's not me, it's really not me." Erniu really hadn't tasted the sauce properly. After it was done, he brought it over. Seeing the Little Gongzi taking the credit for it, he shook his head vigorously to deny it.
Song Jinggong saw the expressions of the two people and recalled the taste in his mouth. He said, "Little Gongzi, I, Song Jinggong, am convinced today. You don't want to take the credit, and can even make such delicious things. Don't worry, I will sell it for a hundred copper coins per catty."
"Don't, if you really sell it that expensive, you will be cheating me. You can only sell it for fifty copper coins per catty. Wait until I get the soybean oil and fry it in oil, then you can sell it for a hundred copper coins. We are doing business, don't cheat me."
Zhang Xiaobao saw Song Jinggong's expression and knew what he was thinking. He immediately rejected the suggestion and looked at Erniu and said, "Now I will give you a new task. Put the bean paste into the sauce as well, and split it into two different types. Remember to keep it a secret."
"Little Gongzi, don't worry. I, Erniu, will definitely do it well. I will leave now." Erniu said and turned to leave.
Song Jinggong used his hand to scoop out some meat from the sauce and put it on his tongue. He asked, "Why does it have a special taste? It seems to be spicy."
"It's the same as the chicken hatching recipe you bought. You always have to have something better to sell to something worse." Zhang Xiaobao said with a smile.
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