After making up his mind, Mr. Liu took a sip of tea from the tea cup, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
This Dong Fuyuan is just the shopkeeper of a restaurant. How could he know so much about what happened between the caravans?
Although restaurants, teahouses, inns, and wine shops are relatively well-informed and are the easiest places to get information, the information he knows is a bit too detailed, right?
Liu Mingzhi thought to himself for a moment, becoming increasingly curious.
"Brother Dong."
"Hey, brother, tell me."
Young Master Liu lifted up the teapot with a smile on his face, leaned forward and filled Dong Fuyuan's cup with another cup.
"Brother, I have a rather presumptuous question. I hope you can shed some light on it."
Dong Fuyuan looked at Mr. Liu with a smile on his face, hesitated for a moment and then happily picked up the tea cup on the table.
"Brother, why don't you tell me what the problem is first.
If I know about it, brother, I can certainly explain something to you.
Otherwise, brother, there is nothing I can do."
Dong Fuyuan did not agree to Liu Dashao's request, but gave Liu Dashao an ambiguous answer, leaving enough room for himself.
He has lived for decades, and this is still very clear to him.
It was only the first time that he and Young Master Liu had met. They had talked about so many topics at once, which was already the limit between the two of them.
If there is more, we can no longer continue the in-depth conversation.
Listening to Dong Fuyuan's ambiguous answer, Young Master Liu understood what he was thinking without even thinking.
However, there was no dissatisfaction in his heart.
There are as many words as there are friendships.
Looking at the whole world, no matter where you go, this is the rule.
Only a fool can do things that are superficial and profound.
Mr. Liu gently stroked the tea lid in his hand, smiled and swallowed the tea leaves between his teeth.
"Brother Dong, you don't need to be nervous.
Brother, I mainly want to ask, how do you know so clearly about these things that happen between various caravans?
Although it’s easy to hear all kinds of rumors in restaurants, you shouldn’t hear them in such detail, right?”
Seeing that Mr. Liu just asked a very ordinary question, Dong Fuyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He was really worried, worried that Young Master Liu would ask some more sensitive questions again.
Dong Fuyuan let out a silent breath and put the teacup on the table.
"So, brother, you want to ask about this."
Liu Mingzhi nodded cheerfully: "Of course, I would like to ask Brother Dong to help me clarify my doubts."
Dong Fuyuan gently stroked the gray beard on his chin, squinted his eyes slightly and was silent for a long time, and sighed with emotion.
"well."
"Brother, the reason why I know so clearly is because a few years ago, I had a small caravan in my hands.
Brother, the situations I told you are all things that I have personally experienced."
Young Master Liu looked stunned, his eyes suddenly filled with surprise.
"What? Those things just now were all your own personal experiences back then, brother?"
Qi Yun, Hu Yanjunyao, Yun Xiaoxi and the other sisters, as well as Song Qing and others, all had a look of surprise in their eyes just like Liu Mingzhi.
Seeing the surprised expressions on Young Master Liu, Qi Yun, Song Qing and others, Dong Fuyuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a wry smile.
"Yes, these are my personal experiences back then."
Liu Mingzhi put down the tea cup in his hand and nodded with a clear expression.
"That's it, that's it.
Brother, what about this Sifang Restaurant?"
"Hahaha, the situation is not up to anyone. Therefore, we can only settle for the next best thing.
Fortunately, the old customers are taking care of me and business is pretty good.
The money earned in a year is not much less than the money earned from traveling around with a caravan.
The most important thing is that it is very stable and there is no fear of life.
Brother, when you rush from Dalong to the Western Region, you should also know what the situation is like on the road.
If you are unlucky and encounter bad weather such as sandstorms.
It's just a little better that the goods are gone, but I'm afraid I might even lose my life if I'm not careful."
Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded with emotion.
"Brother, you just quit and run a restaurant here. You are so courageous."
Listening to Mr. Liu's compliments, Dong Fuyuan waved his hand indifferently.
"Hey, brother, I'm so impressed, so impressed.
What’s not courageous is just following the trend.”
"Brother Dong, you are so humble."
"By the way, brother, we have talked so much and still don't know what you do for a living?"
"Silk, tea, spices, porcelain...etc., etc., my brother, I have dabbled in them all."
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, Dong Fuyuan's expression changed slightly, and he gave a fist with a look of surprise in his eyes.
"Hey, brother, I was blind, and I didn't realize that I was so strong."
Liu Mingzhi saw this and waved his hand happily.
"Oh, brother is joking, brother is joking.
A caravan of only about a hundred people cannot be said to be powerful.
It’s just a little fight, a little fight, to make you laugh, brother.”
Dong Fuyuan nodded with a smile and looked at Qi Yun vaguely, the three princesses and their sisters, and the cute clothes.
Then, he pretended to casually glance at the clothes of Song Qing, Liu Song, Du Yu and others.
Shu brocade, Yun brocade, Su embroidery, Shu brocade... Su embroidery, Hunan embroidery...
hiss.
Dong Fuyuan took a silent breath and glanced at Mr. Liu who was sipping tea.
"Brother, you are really humble."
"Ah? Ah! Hahaha, a little fight, a little fight."
While Mr. and Mrs. Liu were talking, a loud shout suddenly came.
The younger brother who had greeted Young Master Liu and his group before led seven or eight younger brothers carrying trays to greet them with smiles on their faces.
"Dear guests, the specialty dishes and fine wines you requested are here.
There are also a few hot dishes, which will be brought to you shortly."
"Huh? Dad, why are you still here?"
Dong Fuyuan stood up cheerfully, looked at Young Master Liu and directly raised his hand to pat the shoulder of the younger brother who was in charge.
"Brother, let me introduce to you, this is the dog son Dong Changlin."
"Chang Lin, please give it to your Uncle Liu and all your uncles."
When Dong Changlin heard his father's words, he was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he immediately saluted Mr. Liu and his group with a smile on his face.
"My nephew Dong Changlin, I have met all uncles."
To be continued...