The industrial spring breeze brought by the Spring Breeze Caravan suddenly became popular after a period of fermentation and the promotion of thousands of people who returned home.

At the end of the Shaowu Year in 1098, the number of people in Yuhang Town gradually increased.

Fairy Sword Inn!

The place where Li Xiaoyao lived and grew up.

Several people with swords and knives walked in: "Little plums, two sea bass, one white chicken, three mixed vegetable dishes, and two bottles of wine!"

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

Li Xiaoyao, who is in his teens, remembers the food ordered by the guests, then runs to the kitchen and hands the sign with the pictures of the dishes to the kitchen.

After not seeing each other for a few months, the back kitchen of Xianjian Inn has undergone major changes. The kitchen has expanded several times, and more than ten people are busy. The eight stoves are fully powered, and the meals ordered by the diners are being cooked.

Since receiving the support from the Chunfeng Caravan, Li Xiaoyao's family has learned a lot of dishes.

Coupled with Chen Mu's selfless dedication, the food at Xianjian Inn has become a must-have in Yuhang Town.

In just a few months, Xianjian Inn has attracted countless diners and has become a must-have delicacy.

The life of Li Xiaoyao's aunt has also changed.

After a few months, Aunt Li's energy has improved a lot. With Chen Mu's deliberate protection, Aunt Li can no longer work so hard.

After finishing these things, Li Xiaoyao was about to go out to play when Aunt Li's voice rang out: "Xiaoyao, let Liushun do the accounting later. Don't be busy now. Take a lunch break in the afternoon and then go to the school!"

"Class? No...I'm going to class, I'm not going to class!"

Pa~

Aunt Li patted Li Xiaoyao's head once: "You bastard, what are you doing if you don't go to school? I can tell you, if you come back and tell me that you didn't study hard, watch your skin carefully!"

Seeing Li Xiaoyao leave with a grimace, Aunt Li smiled gently.

School is indeed the natural enemy of brats. In order not to go to school, this brat is willing to work as a waiter in a restaurant.

Really lack of ambition!

Li Xiaoyao walked out of the kitchen dejectedly and saw another wave of diners arriving at the inn.

The new diners look very rich.

Some of them were wearing Confucian shanks, and some were carrying swords.

Looking at the opponent's weapons, Li Xiaoyao couldn't help but move closer.

"Little brother, you can't play with sharp weapons!"

Li Xiaoyao pouted: "Tsk, I'm just curious to see. I see that your sword is not as good as the kitchen knife from Chunfeng Store."

Yao Yong frowned slightly: "Chop knife? Little brother, your metaphor is really funny. Do you know that my sword is made by a famous master, and it is not comparable to the kitchen knife cast by a folk blacksmith."

"Believe it or not!" Li Xiaoyao waved his hand impatiently, then ran upstairs to eat.

There was still some time before the afternoon class. Li Xiaoyao took a lunch break after dinner before heading to school with his schoolbag on his back.

The school was established by the Chunfeng Caravan to educate the children of workers who worked with the Chunfeng Caravan.

The education in the school is not limited to men and women. It claims to educate the world, cultivate oneself and educate others internally.

Internally, in addition to teaching literacy methods, they also need to teach them algorithms and some scientific knowledge.

Unfortunately, the environment in the Song Dynasty was relatively harsh.

As a result, not much scientific knowledge is taught, and education only serves to pave the way for the later enlightenment of all people.

Li Xiaoyao wanted to eat while walking.

I took out 5 cents and bought a candied haws. While I was eating it with gusto, I suddenly heard the sound of an argument outside the Chunfeng Store.

This voice seemed to be that of the noble man who said that his kitchen knives were ordinary goods.

Li Xiaoyao's curiosity was aroused, and he couldn't help but run to Chunfeng Store to watch the excitement. He had often gone to the store to deliver food in the past few months, and he became familiar with the people there.

When I arrived at the store, I saw the noble man holding a farm tool in his hand and shouting loudly: "Shop, you are not selling 10,000 pieces of farming equipment. You are really weird!"

"Sir, we have just explained it several times. These farming equipment are all brought from overseas. The quantity is limited, and 10,000 units cannot be produced at all. What's more important is that these equipment have been handed over by our master and are used for

Benefit farmers for use.”

Yao Yong's face was slightly cold: "Shopkeeper, I said I would add money to buy 10,000 sets. Do you agree or disagree?"

"Sorry, sir, the quantity of these farming equipment produced in our store is limited, and the owner has told us to limit the purchase!"

"You... okay, you're fine!" Yao Yong was a little angry.

After he became a powerful general in the Song Dynasty, he had thousands of fertile lands and huge wealth. At this moment, he actually fell into a strange situation where he could not buy anything with money.

These people say they are selling at a loss, who are they deceiving?

They are neither businessmen nor traitors. These people definitely realize that they are fat sheep and are ready to sell them at a price.

Looking at the dazzling array of products in the Chunfeng store, Yao Yong endured the greed in his heart and scolded: "Shopkeeper, are you sure your boss said there is a purchase limit?"

Li Xiaoyao peered at the argument in the store. Seeing these gentlemen clamoring for more money to buy and threatening the familiar shopkeepers, he mischievously said: "Hey, you adults are so stupid! There is no stock here, why are you still there?"

You have to force the purchase. Can’t you just buy this thing and make it yourself?”

Hearing Zhidong's words, Yao Yong frowned and turned to glare at Li Xiaoyao, only to find that the other party made a face at him rudely and then jumped away from here.

Seeing Li Xiaoyao leaving, Yao Yong wanted to say harsh words, but was suddenly pulled out by his companions.

"Shaoyong, this Chunfeng Store is very famous in Yuhang Town. As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. We'd better inquire more about it and confirm the situation before talking."

"Yes, Shaoyong, this store has a dazzling array of products, many of which are unheard of and unseen. Not to mention those magical and luxurious mirrors, let's just say that those cooking utensils, pots and pans are not something ordinary people can make."

Hearing this, Yao Yong suddenly shivered.

There are many things in the Chunfeng Store, ranging from daily necessities for ordinary people to agricultural farming equipment.

When they came to the store and saw the large number of mirrors, they were stunned on the spot. They felt like rubes, especially after seeing all kinds of daily tools.

Arriving at the store, they started shopping.

When they saw those extremely sharp but extremely strong kitchen knives, they were even more amazed.

Yao Yongnai was a famous general in the Song Dynasty, and his family's blacksmith was also proficient in making weapons and armor.

But the weapons carefully crafted by the craftsmen are not even comparable to the kitchen knives here.

Forget it, what Yao Yong is most jealous of is the farm tools sold in Chunfeng Store.

These agricultural tools can improve the work efficiency of your own tenants several times and increase food production by several percent.

Farming is no small matter. When Yao Yong saw this, he immediately decided to buy enough farm tools and use them for production work on his family's farmland.

My friends are right. This Dongfeng Caravan actually produces stainless steel kitchen knives in batches, as well as these agricultural tools that look exactly the same. This shows that they have very huge interests behind them.

Yao Yong, who was originally feeling aggrieved, felt his anger dissipate a bit.

A young man can quit sex, a middle-aged man can quit fighting, and an old man can quit fighting.

I am only 25 years old this year, and I am about to enter a mid-life crisis!

Taking pictures!

After Yao Yong thought about it, his face returned to calm. He expressed his gratitude to his friends and then returned to Chunfeng Store.

"Seller, when I saw these farm tools, I thought of the suffering of farmers! I was anxious and couldn't help but buy a few more. By the way, since you have a purchase limit, how many can you purchase at most this time?

"

"Maximum 10 aircraft per person per batch."

"Shopkeeper, you see there are 6 people here, all friends from the same hometown. Can we buy a cross?"

"This... is doable!"

Yao Yong laughed: "Very good, these sixty pieces of agricultural equipment have been installed, and they also need matching stainless steel kitchen knives, glazed transparent mirrors, dressing tables, shower gel, shampoo, perfume, and various spices...I will do it tomorrow

It will be shipped home. By the way, where is your boss? I would like to discuss cooperative production with your boss."

"My master, my boss has been away recently, and it may take some time to return. However, there are people in charge of the brewery that the Spring Breeze Caravan is building. You can discuss cooperation with them."

"Okay!" After Yao Yong inquired about the information, he paid some banknotes (Jiaozi), and then had someone transport them to where he lived. He wanted to find someone to transport the equipment home.

Then, he wrote a greeting note and asked the boy to hand it to the county magistrate of Yuhang Town.

Although Yao Yong was a collateral descendant of the Yao family, the Yao family army was still influential in the Song Dynasty.

Soon, Yao Yong met Song Zhong, the county magistrate of Yuhang Town.

The two parties exchanged views on some matters, and then Yao Yong began to ask about the Chunfeng caravan.

It’s not too late to find out whether it’s a soft persimmon or not.

"Mr. Yao, those people are not easy to mess with. They are powerful, have weapons, and have countless people. You are of noble birth, don't take risks yourself!"

Hearing this, Yao Yong knocked on the table, put down the tea, and asked the Chunfeng caravan carefully.

Song Zhong was troubled in his heart, he was a little hesitant.

"Mr. Yao, this is a long story. Let me slowly tell you the whole story."
To be continued...