After convinced me, Jintang dared to talk to Kang Weizhen about the business of selling large-scale wine.

Of course, because Ge Yamei was particularly disgusted with Kang Weizhen, Jintang did not say who she was going to sell the wine to. She brought two jars of wine specifically made of 50 years old. She tasted the most mellow wine in her life. When she got up early in the morning, she also went to Zhushan Academy.

Through the rising sun, shining on the green walls of the bamboo forest, the statue of Confucius was shaped in the main hall on the front, and the wings on both sides were lecture halls. Through the corridor, Kang Weizhen's public housing was in a small courtyard where he entered the small door from the right.

Jintang once came here, so he was familiar with the journey.

When passing by a lecture hall, she saw Chen Huaian like a hooligan, squeezing beside Ge Qingzhang, not knowing what he was saying, while Ge Qingzhang was handsome and had a flush on his face. The layers of patches on the cotton coat were obviously extremely impatient, and he was still holding back and nodding.

The more he hid, the closer Chen Huaian would be to bully him, and he almost squeezed Ge Qingzhang down from the cushion.

"Look, isn't it the little lady of the Luo family?" A student suddenly shouted and said loudly: "Miss, are you here to deliver food to Huaian? Look, you are still carrying wine. Huaian, you are lucky."

Chen Huaian thought it was his classmates who were making trouble for him, and was bullying Ge Qingzhang without any shame. He suddenly turned his head and saw that it was Jintang, so scared that he raised his hands high.

After all, the Luo family’s tavern is quite famous in Weihe County, and Luo Jintang is beautiful again. No one of the students in this academy looked at each other when they were not married.

Of course, everyone knows that she and Ge Qingzhang are childhood sweethearts, but the Ge family thinks that she is not from a good background and doesn't want her.

So, another person laughed and said, "I'm afraid that it's not the little lady who is afraid that Huai'an will bully our good son Xiao Qingzhang, come and deal with him."

Today, Jintang was wearing a brocade-faced cotton jacket with flowers embroidered with a hundred butterflies on the outside, and plain silk cotton pants of the same color below, pearls on the ears, and a smile on her cheeks. He heard the students tease her like this, and she was neither ashamed nor annoyed. But when she suddenly turned around, she smiled at the students from the side and continued to move forward, but turned around and headed to Kang Weizhen's public room.

She died until she was thirty years old, and she was no more shy than the little girls. Looking at these students, she was nothing but children.

But in the eyes of the students, the big girl in the winery was so cute, pretty and spicy. Looking at her waist, she was so attractive. A few of them started to smack their lips: "Huai'an, if you want to say that your parents treat you really well, you can marry Luo Jintang back."

"That's right, the little lady of the Luo family can only marry a man like our Huai'an." Those who said this were teasing Ge Qingzhang.

Ge Qingzhang suddenly turned red and picked up Shu and hid in the corner, where he sat down at the farthest position from Master.

It was during self-study. Before the Master arrived, there were only students in the lecture hall.

Chen Huaian suddenly stood up.

He is no longer studying than other scholars. He has a long-term study. He has a good fist, tall figure, and extremely thick arms. He has a heroic and masculine face. He smiles like a gentleman.

Suddenly, he grabbed the top and made fun of Jintang. A student named Wang Shuqing, Chen Huaian's fist was shaking on Wang Shuqing's nose: "Do you want to try your second uncle's fist?"

Who is not afraid of his fist being able to beat Qinzhou's first punch-handled mule foal?

Wang Shuqing hurriedly clasped his fists and smiled, "Huai'an, it's just a few jokes. Why are you still angry? You have picked up all the fists. I won't say it in the future, so why bother to be so serious?"

Chen Huaian let go of Wang Shuqing and paced among the students, his fists clattering: "Brother, although I will study in the academy from now on, my fists have never fallen. Who would dare to make fun of my Jintang again and make me a human sandbag in the future, okay?"

As he said that, when he walked to Ge Qingzhang, he suddenly punched and hit the blue brick wall behind him. The good guy punched him out, and the wall was roaring with a tremor, and the ash on the beam was falling down.

Ge Qingzhang never raised his eyes from beginning to end, nor did he avoid it. He still flipped through the book in front of him, staying out of the matter, and was extremely calm.

*

Kang Weizhen was an imperial envoy back then. He was from a good family as a child and lived a very wealthy life.

It was just a small public house in the academy. He had also hollowed out the foundation and remade the earth dragon. As soon as he entered the house, the walls were filled with calligraphy and paintings, and the room was filled with shelves of books, and the room was filled with ink fragrance.

Seeing that it was Jintang, he smiled and said, "My little lady is really going to talk to me about business. Is this wine you brewed again?"

Jintang opened the sealing paper he had posted in front of Kang Weizhen and handed it to Kang Weizhen. Seeing him flipped it over, he looked at the words behind him, and then took the lid of the wine jar, and took the wine bottle himself, and shared the wine, poured one for Kang Weizhen, and another for himself.

"Jintang fragrant wine is like this worldly life, after the cold and heat, it is filled with ups and downs and sweetness, and the longer it is, the more fragrant it becomes." Kang Weizhen read it and said, "The book of this passage of my wife is very artistic, but it is exactly what Kang's heart is."

Jintang also smiled: "My jar of wine is priced at three taels of silver. If you can afford it, you will naturally be either a rich man or a talented man. For example, if you can taste wine, you can also know how to drink."

Kang Weizhen felt very comfortable wearing a high hat without any trace and holding on to others without any movement, and he smiled when he curled his lips.

Seeing that Kang Weizhen picked up the wine cup and wanted to eat it, Jintang knew his temper and picked up one of hers. She put it in her mouth and passed it over, but she refused to eat it and still vomited it back into the wine cup. In this way, she would not be considered as giving Kang Weizhen face.

This jar of wine has a full aroma and a fuller layer of wine. It is one level higher than what I gave to Kang Weizhen last time.

Sure enough, Kang Weizhen slapped the table at that time: "It just so happened that I had a team outside the door. Just this flavor of wine, I would like to make three hundred jars of wine. But how much is the profit?"

Jintang thought he could only sell ten or eight jars, but he didn't expect Kang Weizhen to ask for three hundred jars at a time. He was a good account before he came, and immediately said: "The cost of this jar of wine, plus jars and wine, is a total of one or two taels of silver. I set a price of three taels, of which two taels are profitable, and we each take half of them. What do you think?"

This is what she wants to talk about, half of the profit.

But the wool comes from the sheep, and the profit comes from Kang Weizhen. Her winery is still hers, and Kang Weizhen is not involved in the slightest.

Kang Weizhen also saw that although Luo Jintang looks similar to Ge Yamei, he is more intelligent than Ge Yamei in business. Of course, he is definitely not a kind of bullying.

On the contrary, Ge Yamei, who was as lively and refreshing as a teenager, had a simple and bright girl in a blue and white coat, now she was gradually applying makeup and dressed in a charming and charming manner. Occasionally, Kang Weizhen passed by and always saw her smiling and flirting with some drinkers. She was not the one she was in her youth.

Thinking of Ge Yamei when she was a teenager, Kang Weizhen's face turned dark.

He said, "That's it. I'll give you six hundred taels of silver and three hundred jars of wine by then, but you have to guarantee that the quality must be exactly the same as the jar you gave me."

In this way, Jintang's first big business since his business was in business was negotiated.

*

After coming out of the main room of the mountain, Jintang did not leave. Instead, he turned to the side of the academy backing, standing by the snow-covered bamboo forest, basking in the warm sun, waiting for Chen Huaian to finish class.

When they have an hour of class, they will have a quarter of an hour of rest. Students can eat the dry food they bring from home, or take a walk. Most students will take advantage of this to urinate and put water on it before going back to class.

The first one to come out was Ge Qingzhang. He would pick up places or sprinkle them into the bamboo forest more than others. He would go into the thatched cottage seriously. So he was about to go into the thatched cottage, but he encountered Jintang standing outside the snow-covered bamboo forest halfway.

When she came, she was carrying two jars of wine, but her hands were empty at this time.

Originally, after Jintang married Chen Huaian, Chen Huaian always ate alcohol and fought and caused trouble. Jintang was not doing well. Ge Qingzhang met her several times. Although she was dressed in bright clothes, her little face was like a bitter gourd, and she never stretched her eyebrows.

A few more times, when Ge Qingzhang was about to go home, he passed by the bridge of the Wei River. He saw Jintang walking towards the Luo family tavern with a small bag.

He stood on the bridge, closed his eyes and stood quietly, and could hear Jintang's nagging complaints and Ge Yamei's persuasion.

Ge Qingzhang can't farm, do business, and can't do anything except study. Of course, even if he can find a living and support Jintang, his mother would never let him marry Jintang.

And elopement is even more impossible. He has a lot of younger brothers and sisters under his knees, and his father is still sick. If he is gone, the family will collapse.

So many times, as long as he saw Jintang crying and returning home, Ge Qingzhang studied day and night, and studied to death. Only by entering the book can he forget Jintang's crying and marry her to a drunkard.

Today, her eyebrows and eyes were particularly relaxed. She looked at the green mountains in the distance from afar and was in a daze. There was a faint smile on her cheeks. Obviously, her husband returned to the academy to study and her heart became spacious.

"Are you waiting for the second master of the Chen family?"

Jintang suddenly turned around and saw that it was Ge Qingzhang, and smiled and said, "That's right. There are many students in the lecture hall, so it's hard for me to go. Please call him for me."

Ge Qingzhang said: "Okay."

"Qingzhang, is it okay to come to the restaurant tonight? I really need your help." Seeing Ge Qingzhang leaving, Jintang chased after him again.

Ge Qingzhang stopped, replied softly, and went back to the lecture hall to call Chen Huaian.

Chen Huaian was bragging with Wang Shuqing and bragging about the scenery he had when he defeated the mule foal in Qinzhou. When he talked about the drunkenness, he was dizzy and left with his fists and dodged the mule foal. While saying that his fists swept across the board, the students were excited and screamed.

This is the benefit of Chen Huaian. No matter in any occasion, he or she can get along with them as long as he wants.

In contrast, Ge Qingzhang always looks like an angry young wife. For those who have been classmates for seven or eight years, it seems that it is difficult for him to have a heart-to-heart talk with anyone.

After hearing Ge Qingzhang say that Jintang was waiting for him, Chen Huaian just started to flip and knocked over several tables. Amid the howling and applauding the students, he ran out of the lecture hall, and almost knocked over a student, and ran towards the bamboo forest.

The old couple, who had two lifetimes, were still angry in the morning, but when I heard that Jintang was waiting in this academy, Chen Huaian was so happy that he was like a reckless boy. Even though he had been practicing for many years, his face, which was thicker than the city wall, turned red.

The bamboo forest is covered with ink, snowy, green tiles and white walls, and the sunlight at noon is warm. Jintang, wearing a cotton-colored jacket in the color of a concubine, is standing between the Qingming Festival. When he approaches, he bets on him.

She said, "You can hear your bragging voice from afar, so can't you change your temperament?" She looked up at her eyes calmly.

Chen Huaian's heart was like a deer jumping around inside. He reached into the air and wanted to touch his head, but he hung down again. He wanted to get closer but dared not get closer. He wanted to get far. When he was dying in his previous life, his dignity was gone, his relatives were gone, and everything was gone, he crawled on the ground, waiting for her to look at her, but he couldn't bear to leave.

So he stood one foot away from her and stood quietly.

"Huai'an, for two lifetimes, I have been curious about one thing, which is how you came from the capital to Weihe County. Can you tell me?" Jintang smiled, turned around and walked up the mountain.
Chapter completed!