After practicing basic skills for a month, He Hong began to teach Song Xixi martial arts, and personally selected wood to make a wooden sword suitable for her to use.
Song Xixi took the wooden sword and waved it twice. No matter in terms of weight or size, it fit perfectly in her palm.
He Hong also drew his sword, but it was a real murder sword.
The scabbard and hilt of this sword look old, and the blade still has a cold light. It is obviously a rare sword!
Song Xixi stared intently, and couldn't help but feel excited, hoping that one day she would be able to draw a good sword in a lottery.
He Hong noticed her gaze, stroked the blade of the sword cherishingly and explained: "This is the sword given to me by the master, and it's called Soul Destroyer."
After that, he added: "You will also encounter your own sword in the future."
Song Xixi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Sir, let's get started!"
In an instant, He Hong's eyes changed. He held the Soul-Destroying Sword in his hand and used a set of exquisite sword techniques, which made Song Xixi standing aside clearly feel what murderous intent was.
At first, she could easily see the sword moves, but gradually He Hong's movements became faster and faster, until she could only see an afterimage and couldn't turn her eyes.
Time flies and the whole morning passes.
Song Xixi looked as if she had been fished out of the water. She was even more tired than squatting on horseback for two hours.
As He Hong said "We will continue tomorrow", she covered her hungry belly and walked towards the village with weak hands and feet.
On the way, she met 250 who came to pick her up. She wished she could lie on his back and let him carry her back.
Before she even reached her door, Song Xixi saw several horses tied at the door.
She thought it was someone coming from the Yamen again, so she walked a little faster.
"Xixi, you are finally back!"
Zhao Minglang, who had been waiting for a long time, was really impatient, so he got up and prepared to go to the back mountain to take a look. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Song Xixi walking in.
As soon as she saw him, Song Xixi was surprised and said: "Why are you here!"
When Zhao Mingliang heard this, he pretended to be unhappy: "Can't I come?"
Song Xixi wiped his sweat and led him into the house: "Last time I went to your house, Grandpa Zhao and Grandma Zhao said that you went out of town with Uncle Zhao. I'm afraid you won't be able to come back in three months. I thought it would be September.
Only then can I see your figure."
Last time I went to Fucheng to deliver melons, the small donkey cart had limited space and could only haul ten large watermelons, so I sent them to Ping'an Embroidery Workshop and Yamen first.
Later, when the martial arts arena was built, there was a shortage of something that was not available in Hongfeng Town, so she went to Fucheng again to deliver several melons to the Zhao family, as well as two kilograms of dried chili peppers and two kilograms of fresh chili peppers.
Zhao Minglang and Zhao Xiuran were not there at that time, but Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao entertained her.
"I wasn't supposed to come back until September, but something happened on the way and I came back early. I just got home the day before yesterday, and I couldn't wait to come see you."
Zhao Minglang gave Song Xixi a look that said, "You're honored." He looked a little shy.
Song Xixi was thirsty and hungry. She drank three glasses of water in one breath before she had the strength to ask: "I think you came here for Luhong and Chaotianjiao?"
Seeing that she guessed right, Zhao Mingliang smiled and praised: "You are so smart, you are like a roundworm in my belly!"
Song Xixi was so disgusted that she kicked him: "Get out!"
Zhao Minglang had a lot of martial arts skills, and he wanted to test her martial arts skills, so he immediately stretched out a leg to intercept: "Hey, if you want to practice martial arts, tell me earlier. I can teach you personally. I guarantee that I will be more disciplined than you."
Master He teaches even better!"
In this way, the two of them started to compete back and forth. The two guards of the Zhao family retreated directly to the door, for fear of getting in the way and spoiling their fun.
The Song family also watched the fun happily, naturally hoping that their girl would win.
Both Song Xixi and Zhao Mingliang were careful not to really hurt each other, but in the end, because of Song Xixi's negligence and failure to control his strength, he tripped Zhao Minggang and knocked him into the mud.
This guy fell to the ground without any image, and simply lay on the ground wailing: "You cheated - it doesn't count, let's do it again!"
"You obviously can't afford to lose." Song Xixi calmly retracted her feet, grabbed Zhao Minglang's back collar and lifted him up.
Zhao Mingliang didn't feel ashamed, so he slumped down on the chair and said, "Not bad, you can tie with me after only practicing for more than a month."
This thick-skinned guy will make the city walls of Huai'an Prefecture bow to him.
Song Xixi didn't want to listen to his talk and continued to talk about the business: "Don't think about it, Lu Hong. My family will plant dozens or hundreds of acres next year. You don't have a share in those melon seeds. We can talk about Chaotian pepper."
When Zhao Mingliang heard this, he couldn't wait to ask: "Do you still have green and red ones at home? I didn't even see the skin of the ones you sent to my house!"
The weather was hot and ripe watermelons could not be stored for long. Several large watermelons delivered to the Zhao family were eaten by the two elders of the Zhao family who could not bear to waste them.
Therefore, when Zhao Minglang returned home and heard his elders talking about the deliciousness of watermelon, he was aroused. This time when he came to the Song family, it was one thing to discuss business, but it was another big thing to try something new.
"No, they're all eaten. But next year when my new ones mature, you can come over and eat the freshest ones. If your melon seeds are still there, you can also pick a piece of land to plant them."
Song Xixi generously proposed to Zhao Mingliang that most of the seeds were still at home anyway, and the ones that had been displaced would not be able to be planted much, so it would not affect the business of growing melons at home next year.
"It's gone..."
Zhao Minglang, who had been looking forward to it for a long time, was quite disappointed, so he had to cheer up and talk about Chaotian pepper: "I have tasted this condiment. People who don't like it will find it difficult to swallow, but people who like it know the taste by eating the marrow.
I will buy as many Chaotian peppers as you have."
Grandpa and Lao Zhao couldn't stand the heat of Chaotian pepper, but he and grandma liked it very much. For this reason, he specially took it to his own restaurant and asked the chef to make a pot of dishes for free to the guests. Half of the guests liked it.
So many.
If the restaurants he owns produce new dishes with Chaotian pepper flavor, the business will probably be taken to a higher level. Both he and Lao Zhao are very optimistic about the Song family's Chaotian pepper and want to make it the Zhao family's exclusive business.
"There aren't many Chaotian peppers at the moment, so they can only last up to five days if served as a side dish in your restaurant."
Song Xixi liked Zhao Minglang's straightforwardness, and explained her plan straightforwardly: "My family will also expand the planting area of Chaotian pepper. The existing seeds can be planted on about five acres of land, and I can sell them to your family starting next year."
Zhao Mingliang said in surprise: "So you want to grow your own seeds, but you are not planning to sell the seeds to me?"
Song Xixi nodded: "Your family is a merchant and doesn't have much land under its name. You will still have to rent the land and find people to cultivate it. My family doesn't have this worry. You can buy the land at will."
Speaking of this, she stared at Zhao Mingliang with a faint smile: "If you and Uncle Zhao can think of the value of Chaotian pepper, my family can also think of it."
The Jin Dynasty had a vast territory and a population of 90 million. Even if only 10% of the people could eat chili peppers, there were still 9 million people. The amount of chili peppers consumed in a year was not a small amount.
In addition, Chaotian pepper is not an urgently needed crop, and she does not feel guilty if she has monopolized its cultivation for two years, not to mention that the existing number of seeds is not enough to support large-scale planting.
"Well, businessmen naturally hope that the bigger the profits, the better!"
When talking about business, Zhao Mingliang was not embarrassed at all, and then tentatively asked Song Xixi: "Chaotian pepper is a good deal, but it has a lot of seeds. If word spreads about it, it will be difficult to sell the ones you grow at home..."
Song Xixi glanced at him and did not take the bait: "Before the news spreads completely, my family will always make a profit, which is much more cost-effective than a one-time deal."
Zhao Mingliang was so helpless that he could only smile and said: "Okay, I don't want your seeds, as long as the Chaotian peppers grown by your family are only sold to my family."
Song Xixi also smiled: "The price is right and everything is easy to negotiate."
Zhao Mingliang was completely blessed: "You are really unworthy of your talent if you don't go into business!"
Song Xixi thought to herself: Doing business is very troublesome, so let’s leave this kind of brain-consuming thing to Song San’er and Song Qingqing.