June is also called the Lotus Moon. After the heavy rain subsides, the sun shines one after another. The entire Tangjiang City has just escaped from the flood and beasts, and is now in the midst of fire.
It’s not just people who are suffering.
The plants withered away in pieces, and the moss that originally climbed the old wall fell off in pieces. Only individual green lotuses remained, relying on the protection of the pond to stand proudly.
Xu Mu stopped stabbing his sword and wiped his hands with sweat. However, in just seven or eight days, it felt like he had experienced dire straits.
"Master, please stop practicing. Your wrists are swollen from shaking." Seeing Xu Mu stop moving, Chen Sheng hurriedly brought a bowl of chilled sour plum soup.
"Madam brought it earlier, but she kept it warm for fear of disturbing you."
Xu Mu didn't care. He raised his head and poured the sour plum juice into his mouth comfortably. Then he put away his sword and sat on the wooden bridge on the bank of the river.
Due to the previous heavy rain and continuous exposure to the sun, the repair work was far from complete. Many houses on both sides of the river bank still looked like ruins.
At this time, don't expect official compensation. Even a copper plate will not leak out from the fingers of these masters who scrape bones and suck marrow.
"Chen Sheng, how's your inquiry about the wine market going?"
"I went to Yilunxifang and saw the announcement that it will be suspended this month. I can only wait until the beginning of the next month."
Xu Mu was not surprised, but it was a pity that the remaining several hundred jars of drunken immortals had to wait until next month. Those who had previously paid a deposit, as soon as the rain stopped in the past two days, they hurriedly drove their horses to get the wine and returned.
Most of them were happy to work with, but there were also quite a few restaurant owners who were probably cut off by the big four and didn't dare to book a second round.
Compared with the previous month, Xujiazhuang's orders now only amount to more than 400 jars, which is a bit behind.
It seems that we need to think of some ways to attract business. As the number of people eating in this huge Xujiazhuang increases, several rounds of sales declines will cause the northwest wind to blow.
"Brother Mu, Brother Mu! Look who's coming!"
I don't know who stole another child's candied haws, but Si Hu chewed it and shouted loudly.
Xu Mu hurriedly stood up, looked forward intently, and his whole body became excited.
"Shopkeeper Zhou!"
"Hahaha, Master Xu!"
The person who came was none other than Zhou Fu, with a dusty look on his face. The two boys accompanying him behind him had their clothes soaked with sweat.
Needless to say, they both took a few steps forward and hugged each other familiarly.
"Pick Wei, take three bowls of sour plum soup."
Jiang Caiwei, who walked out of the house, nodded happily after seeing Zhou Fu and hurried to the cellar.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, please sit down."
Xu Mu smiled and bowed in greeting. It is no exaggeration to say that Zhou Fu was his first nobleman. If it weren't for that trust, this business of making private wine would not have taken off so quickly.
"Master Xu, you and I don't need to be polite." Zhou Fu, who had a big belly, gestured several times before relaxing on the chair.
"The restaurant in Changyang had just been renovated, so I was thinking about coming over for the wine market at the beginning of the month. But there was a heavy rain and I couldn't wait for the next round of wine market, so I just ran over right away."
Changyang is at least more than three hundred miles away from Tangjiang River, and it's difficult for such a fat man to go through a bumpy journey.
"If you want to be polite, I won't talk to you. This round, I only want three hundred altars. Master Xu, don't worry about friendship. I will give you as much silver as you want."
Look, this is an old friend.
In the end, Xu Mu only insisted on accepting five hundred silver taels, and the rest of the money would wait until Zhou Fu's restaurant was fully operational.
He has plenty of money now, so there is no need to force this money.
"Master Xu, I heard on the way here that you seemed to have offended the four major households in Tangjiang?"
Xu Mu nodded calmly, "Those four old ghosts, in the final analysis, are stutterers and they all want to dominate them. I can't help it."
"A certain family knows about you." After receiving the sour plum soup from Jiang Caiwei, Zhou Fu politely thanked him and then spoke again, "A certain family is not trying to persuade you to stop. They are all good guys with eggs. He can handle this business.
, of course you can do it too.”
"If there is a relationship, you may not lose." After taking two sips, Zhou Fu put down the thick bowl and spoke in a deep tone.
"How do you say this?" Xu Mu was a little confused.
After rubbing his forehead, Zhou Fu lowered his voice.
"Does Master Xu remember Zhao Qingyun?"
This name made Xu Mu's eyes stagnant slightly.
"Remember."
"That's it. Someone told you that Zhao Qingyun is now... the Dingbian General of Hezhou City. Master Xu Fang may be able to guess where this military promotion comes from."
"I heard it said before."
The pension for one hundred military achievements was used by Zhao Qingyun for promotion, but not for the pension of the surviving family members of Tongziying.
This kind of thing made Xu Mu feel a little complicated. He was not angry, but disappointed for no reason.
"After Zhao Qingyun became the general of Hezhou, many remnants of the Dingbian camp that had been beaten to pieces by the Di people fled into Hezhou. After going back and forth, the Xiaofeng camp under Zhao Qingyun was put together.
There are almost more than 10,000 troops."
"He can be regarded as a great Dingbian general. I heard that he led his army out of Hezhou and defeated several waves of Di people. He won more than he lost and gained a lot of military merit."
"There is news in Changyang. To prevent Hezhou from falling again, we have already planned to send troops to help."
Xu Mu nodded without showing much emotion.
Zhou Fu was a little helpless, "I mean, Zhao Qingyun is where he is today, and a large part of it is due to Master Xu. If the four big families dare to bully you, write a letter to Hezhou, and Zhao Qingyun will help.
"
Xu Mu shook his head, "The road has changed. I don't want to get involved too much."
"If other people had this kind of relationship, they would probably have pulled out the tiger's skin a long time ago." Zhou Fu sighed with a look on his face, but at the same time, he also felt appreciation.
He still vaguely remembered how calm and calm the young boss was sitting in Fugui Restaurant in the dark of night that day, facing dozens of stickmen outside who were shouting and killing.
Some people are destined to be extraordinary when they are born. The earth cannot cover them, and the smoke and ink cannot stain them black. Only one day, they will be thousands of feet away.
He felt that the little boss in front of him was just that kind of person.
"Don't talk about Zhao Qingyun. If there is nothing you can do, ask Chief Chen to come to me, and I will take care of things for you in Changyang."
"Thank you, Shopkeeper Zhou." Xu Mu solemnly handed over his hand. Apart from these villagers, he didn't have many friends, and Zhou Fu was definitely one of them.
"Master Xu, would you like to have a drink today?"
"It just so happens that we caught a batch of big fish a few days ago and they're almost dry. I'll let Shopkeeper Zhou try them later."
"Very good!"
"It's a life and death situation at the border. Where can I see a good man like Xujiazhuang in the huge city of Changyang?"