Chapter 28: Who can compare with the hot sauce when it comes out?

‘There are two little kids in front of me who have not been weaned yet. I am not afraid. I should not be afraid. They are pretending, they are pretending, and the adults teach them to say that.’

Song Jinggong listened to what Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan said, felt the tone of the two children when they were talking, and the inner things. He kept comforting himself, letting himself figure out what was happening in front of him, and clearing away the clouds.

"Young Master Song, please." Zhang Xiaobao didn't give Song Jinggong a chance to adjust. When he saw Song Jinggong, he was stunned and served tea and drank it.

"Xiaobao, the tea is a little old, it's the best before the Ming Dynasty." Wang Juan finished drinking the tea and commented.

When Song Jinggong was curious, he also picked up the hot tea and drank it. He did not dare to serve herbal tea, for fear of being plotted. He only felt it was light, without any salt and sugar, nor with ginger and green onion, which was a bit uncomfortable. But after a while, he found that the faint bitterness of this tea was actually addictive.

"The way to drink this tea seems to be different from the others?" Song Jinggong raised his head and asked after drinking the tea.

"That is, drinking tea in this way is to show elegance, not ordinary life, used as culture, not for hardships, and those with wealth and status can use this method. If it is just to regulate the inner abdomen, it is better to add salt, ginger and other things. Today I treat it with elegance, and the Ming Dynasty may not use it." Zhang Xiaobao said in a light tone.

"I just tell you that doing this is to pretend to be an identity. Serious people drink tea to make food uncomfortable when they eat. Add salt to keep the body from lacking salt. Add ginger to stop vomiting and remove cold. People who have no power and money are the most important thing for life. Of course, you still have to pretend when you should, and pretending is also a part of life."

Seeing Song Jinggong stunned, Wang Juan gave a "translation" on the side.

Song Jinggong nodded. It was not that he couldn't understand, but that he didn't expect that there were people who used tea to show their identity. If he had known this, wouldn't he have another trick in his past to cheat? And the little kid in front of him had no tricks. Could it be that he was disdainful to use this method?

Listening to the words of this girl, what shocked me the most was the last sentence. Pretending is also a part of life. How could this be said from a girl over one year old?

"Song has been taught. I wonder if Mr. Zhang is willing to tell me about the way to make this tea? Song will definitely get a thousand times more rewards." When Song Jinggong thought about the bad things, he felt that he had a new way to deceive people.

Before Zhang Xiaobao could speak, Wang Juan said, "What are you going to repay? You owe us money now, a lot, hundreds of taels of silver, why are you paying it?"

When Song Jinggong heard this, his face changed several times. Finally, he sighed helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, Zhang Xiaobao said directly: "Young Master Song, today I call you "Young Master". It's not because you have fame and fortune. If I want it, I will be comparable to you before the age of four. It's because you have been cheating many times, but you haven't attacked ordinary people.

I agree with what you did in the past, but I was disappointed by what you did when hatching chicks. Could it be that you forgot about your past?”

When Song Jinggong heard Zhang Xiaobao's words, he shivered. As this kid said, he actually had evil thoughts at that moment, which was different from what he had made in the past.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang, can you tea?"

Zhang Xiaobao was really disappointed when he saw that Song Jinggong still wanted to use fraud to make money. If he could use fraud, he would use your Song Jinggong.

Song Jinggong put down the tea bowl and looked at the little kid in front of him, and suddenly felt awkward, especially the little kid's expression of contempt and disappointment. When he looked at the girl next to him, he looked like he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry.

Song Jinggong felt that when he faced two children, he seemed to be facing his examiner at the time, which made him feel a little disappointed.

"I wonder which kind of Mr. Zhang belongs to?" Song Jinggong didn't give up and asked again.

"I don't need to say this to Xiaobao. I will tell you that it is meant to be neither left nor right nor middle." Wang Juan turned his head and did not want to look at Song Jinggong again when he said this.

Song Jinggong was really convinced at this moment. He already understood that it was easy for these two kids to deceive him to death. He was not a child, and he could clearly be his teacher.

"Young Master Zhang, Jinggong is stupid, I hope to solve my doubts more in the future." Song Jinggong lowered his posture.

"What are the doubts? Listen more, watch more, do more, think more, ask more, and learn more. I lack a staff member around me. There is always something wrong with doing things. I don't know that Mr. Song..." Zhang Xiaobao said the following words without saying anything.

"Learning is endless, and those who are good at learning will be their teachers. In the future, Jinggong will only be sent by the young master." Song Jinggong already understood that if someone could teach the first few words, then no one could teach the questions afterwards. Even if Zhuge is still alive, everything is said by these two kids.

These two kids are not like ordinary people, not to mention that they have debts to suppress themselves, and their life and death are all based on their words. When will they wait for them if they don’t seek refuge at this time? If they really want to disappoint others, they will use those iron-blooded methods?

Thinking of this, Song Jinggong already understood. People don’t want him to die, they just want to have one more person to do things. Song Jinggong felt that it was not a shame to do things to win. People just came and cheated, and they would lose their lives together.

"Really? If I have Master Song alone, I will be like Guan Zhong. I will have to worry about Master Song more in the future." Zhang Xiaobao still has to do what he should do.

"Young Master, it's good to call me Zijin in the future." Song Jinggong said.

Wang Juan also turned his head and said, "It turns out that Mr. Song is named Zijin, and Qingqing Zijin is full of my heart. Since you have a heart to worship the people, you must do it well in the future. Leave the matter of Xiaobao and soybean oil to Zijin."

Song Jinggong was really speechless. He just said this. As soon as he said it, a one-year-old doll immediately recited the Book of Songs. He looked at the two dolls. No matter how you look at them, they are so compatible. They can do this at one year old. How can they grow up?

"Okay, Brother Zijin, since that's the case, I'll trouble you. I want to use beans to make some oil and exchange it for the merchants to eat the carrot you brought, that is, Gan Xun. This thing is a bit expensive, and one penny or two penny or two pounds is about the same."

At this time, Zhang Xiaobao also spoke, wanting to sell carrots by double the price.

Song Jinggong felt like a fool and shook his head, "Impossible, I bought it for 20 pounds, and no one here eats it."

"In front of us, there is nothing to do or not," Wang Juan said confidently.

"Okay, how can I get oil? Soybeans also have oil? Light the lamp?" Song Jinggong had to admit that he was better than him.

"If you don't light the lamp, eat it, just like meat oil. Collect soybeans first, and let's talk about the others later." Wang Juan interrupted.

Song Jinggong naturally would not refute it. He just did what he wanted. He was thinking about collecting soybeans and said goodbye.

Five days later, the sun is shining.

Erniu came back to find Zhang Xiaobao with a basket in his hand.

"Young master, the sauce is out. This is what you want. See what?" Erniu took out more than a dozen small jars in the basket and placed them in front of Zhang Xiaobao.

"Brother Zijin, do you know what this is?" After seeing the thing, Zhang Xiaobao smiled and said to Song Jinggong who was following him.

Song Jinggong took a look and said, "I know, Da Jiang."

"Come over with the cake." Zhang Xiaobao said to Cherry next to him.

Cherry has been prepared for a long time. In the past few days, I have prepared cakes every day. When I hear the sound, I will immediately pick them up and put them in front of Zhang Xiaobao.

"Brother Zijin, please spread the sauce on the cake." Zhang Xiaobao handed over a pair of chopsticks and said.

Song Jinggong did it according to Zhang Xiaobao's words in confusion. Then, when he saw Zhang Xiaobao, he saw that the little kid had made a food move, Song Jinggong did not hesitate at all and put it in his mouth and took a big bite.

"It's delicious, how did you get this thing? Young Master, did you do it?" Song Jinggong took a bite and said to Zhang Xiaobao, then ate the whole cake.

As soon as he finished eating, Xiaohong brought a bowl of egg and spinach soup, floated it with fried chopped green onion, took a sip, and left a fragrance on his mouth.

"Young Master, did you make this thing?" Song Jinggong asked in disbelief.

"It's not me, it's Erniu. The soybeans have almost been harvested, right? In the future, you will sell this kind of sauce. I will give you a few recipes for cooking with this kind of sauce. You can sell me at least fifty cents per pound." Zhang Xiaobao also dipped some sauce with his fingers and tasted it, and said to Song Jinggong.

"No, no, it's the little master. The little master told me how to make it. It's not me, it's really not me." Erniu didn't really taste the sauce well. After it was done, he took it over. Seeing that the little master put the credit on him, he shook his head hard to deny it.

When Song Jinggong saw the expressions and what he said, he recalled the taste in his mouth and said, "Young Master, I, Song Jinggong, today I am convinced. I am really convinced. You don't take any credit for you. You can still make such delicious food. Don't worry, I will sell you one hundred cents per pound."

"Don't, you're so expensive, you're just cheating me. You can only sell 50 cents per pound. After I get the soybean oil out and fry it with oil, I can sell 100 cents. We're doing serious business, don't use fraud."

Zhang Xiaobao knew what Song Jinggong looked like and immediately rejected the proposal, looked at Erniu, and said: "Now I will give you a new task, put Douban in the sauce, and divide it into two types from the previous one, remember to keep it confidential."

"Young Master, don't worry. I, Erniu, must have done my job well, I'll leave." Erniu said that and turned around and left.

Song Jinggong took out some meat from the sauce with his hand, put it on his tongue, and asked, "Why does it have a special taste, it seems to be spicy."

"Just like the recipe for hatched chicks you bought, you always need better things to sell something worse." Zhang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Chapter completed!