Zhongzhou City, in the courtyard of the Dasheng and Goldman families, has a grand atmosphere.
In the middle hall, more than ten shopkeepers of Dashenggao have gathered with their families.
The incense case was placed against the wall at the east head, a big iron pot was placed, the white soup was boiling, a fat sheep was boiled, there was no wine ginger and other fishy things in the soup, but salt foam and wild onions were sprinkled, and the thick smell of sheep and the aroma were warmly entangled.
This is the annual sheep's head banquet of Dashenggao.
Dashenggao's custom is because when Dashenggao was founded, there was a year of embarrassment, a group of brothers couldn't even afford to eat meat for a long time, and it was snowing, so the ancestors of the Sheng family came up with a way, used up the surplus money in their hands, bought a sheep, pretended to be a wild sheep, and deliberately ran into the excuse when they feasted their brothers that God was helping them, seeing that they couldn't eat meat, they all sent a sheep to the door when it snowed.
At that time, the morale of those brothers who were demoralized was suddenly shocked, and Dashenggao survived like this.
Therefore, Da Shenggao's later grand feast was carried out immediately after the news of the first snow fall in Shanye Province.
However, this year, the sheep's head banquet of Da Sheng Gao was not held much earlier than in previous years, and it was carried out before the first snow fell in the mountain province.
Sheng Manying, the big proprietor of Dashenggao, didn't explain anything, but every Dashenggao shopkeeper who came to know why.
As in previous years, Sheng Manying took the whole family to see the dozen or so shopkeepers who had been working hard for Da Shenggao for a year, and after a lively time, he cut off the sheep's head with a knife, cut out a piece of hot mutton and chewed it, and began the feast.
For a while, the cheers and commotion shook the hall, and more than a dozen shopkeepers cut meat one after another, and stacks of hot-cut big pots of vegetables were also placed on the table like flowing water.
Everything seemed to be no different from previous years, but after a few glasses of wine, the banquet naturally fell silent.
All the shopkeepers, including those children who had just begun to learn to write, had their eyes on Sheng Manying.
Sheng Manying took the wine glass, then poured his own wine glass to a fuller price, stood up and drank it all, and then bowed deeply to all the shopkeepers and family members present: "I'm sorry that you're dragging you down." ” All the shopkeepers were slightly astringent in their noses and knew Sheng Manying's decision.
"In the coming year, I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to find another job.
I'm really sorry that you have prepared some silver taels for you after the table, and I hope you don't dislike it. \\\\” Sheng Manying's voice trembled slightly, but there was a sincere smile on his face.
Silent for a long time.
A sigh rang out.
Mu Zongli, the tall shopkeeper of Dasheng, who seemed to be much older than last year, stood up with a wine glass.
"Big boss, I respect you for this cup."
He drank the wine from his glass, "I'm old.
He exhaled a breath of wine and said slowly: "After working for a business like Dashenggao and Dadexiang, I don't want to work in another business, so let's rest."
Thank you for the hospitality of the big boss, but thanks to the big boss's kindness over the years, life must be no problem, if the big boss is still a friend of me, this kind of urgent need for money, don't mention to me this kind of silver that is regarded as a dismissal of the elderly. ” "Big boss, we also respect you" During the banquet, several points of tragedy and reluctance.
In the fertile fields of southern Yunqin, there is a village.
There was a creek in front of the village, and beside the creek there was a large area of farmland that had just been turned over by burning weeds.
In the two low houses closest to the farmland, an old woman who was sick in bed and was dying forcefully moved her head away and gave up her embroidered cloth pillow.
Her son and daughter-in-law, who were lying in front of her bed, knew that she was about to go, and couldn't help crying loudly.
Her son was wearing a clean moon-white cotton robe, and he looked like he was supposed to be a private school teacher in the countryside.
He knew that his mother had been frugal all her life, and in this straw core cloth pillow she was sleeping, she had her life savings, which was not much, but it would not increase his burden, enough to bear the funeral expenses after her death.
The sallow old woman's face was inexplicably red.
The old man who has been bedridden for a long time has really reached the final moment of return, and her eyes, which were already a little dilated and blurred, have become refreshed.
"Go to shopkeeper Liu" She moved her head and gave up the pillow, but with the last of her strength, she leaned against her pillow with her face and made such a sound.
The son and daughter-in-law who were lying in front of her froze.
This is the real coffin book that Yun Qin said, mother her The son was stunned, stunned, but the old woman who was about to die was annoyed, her hand that she had been unable to lift for a long time was raised, as if she was going to hit her most beloved son in her life, her voice was like a gossamer, but it was extraordinarily shocking, "I have worked hard all my life, I don't know how much I have endured to let you read, is your book in the dog's belly, Da Dexiang is for us to close the shop, how can we not pay back the money we owe on credit, the coffin is thinner, I lie down and feel at ease" The old woman's hand froze in the air and fell, never to be lifted again.
The son who knelt down in front of her bed could no longer hear her reprimand, and he could no longer hear what she told him to be a human being.
He could only nod with tears in his eyes, so that the old mother who had left this world could go with peace of mind.
In the northern part of Yunqin, which is far away from the southern provinces, there is also an ordinary village.
Apple trees are planted everywhere in this village, and the harvested apples will be sold to many large cities in Yunqin.
In this village, there is the only blacksmith named Ding Tiezhu.
His name is Iron Pillar, and when he grew up, he really dealt with iron and iron lumps all day long, and became a blacksmith.
In the eyes of the rest of the village, he is an extremely stout, fierce and vicious look, and his voice is extremely loud, but in fact he is a good-tempered person, and he is also very gentle to his wife and the old people in the family, but sometimes he is more stubborn.
This kind of stubbornness is reflected in the fact that he likes to eat pork belly with fat, if he can't buy pork belly, he would rather not eat it, and if he is forced to taste the leg jg meat, he may be angry.
This stubbornness is reflected in the fact that what he has identified is difficult to change.
On this day, he cut down a lot of pine wood and prepared to burn some charcoal for the winter.
So although it was already cold, he was still ready to take a shower with stinky sweat.
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However, when he saw a piece of soap paste handed to him by his wife, his dark and thick brows wrinkled deeply, and he said in a rude voice unhappily: "Why is it not Da Dexiang's?"
The wife was in a hurry to add firewood to boil hot water, for fear that her husband would catch a cold, so she casually responded, "This is Tang Qingshan's, and it's about the same." ” Ding Tiezhu sank his face and did not speak.
While adding firewood, some of the wives whose eyes were smoked by the smoke did not pay attention.
"Smack" Ding Tiezhu slapped the soap paste on the stove hard, made a loud noise, and said angrily: "Don't wash it" Only then did his wife see his iron-blue face, and pulled him as he walked out, looking at his soaked cotton clothes, she was distressed and aggrieved, and tears began to roll in her eyes, "It's okay, you lose your temper at me again, if you have any anger, you will wash it first." ” The wife's xg affection is gentle, and the man is the easiest to soften, but Ding Tiezhu is still straightening his neck, and said angrily: "It is also said that Tang Qingshan's and Da Dexiang's can be the same, the mother-in-law is long hair, and the knowledge is short, this is the same thing, is the relationship between the same thing, what did Da Dexiang do, what did a business like Tang Qingshan do, and Da Dexiang let the big and small provinces in the south have hot porridge to drink, so I must buy Da Dexiang's soap ointment, I recognize this reason, this is not a matter of the same thing, do you understand this principle?"
"I understand."
The woman was distressed, didn't argue, just pushed him to the stove, "I remember that next time I will definitely help you buy Da Dexiang, but today is also because Sister-in-law Chu happens to have it."
And Sister-in-law Chu also said that Da Dexiang's shop in the city is closed, and it will be difficult to buy Da Dexiang's soap paste in the future."
Ding Tiezhu was stunned: "How can Da Dexiang's shop be closed if it is closed, it will be difficult to buy it in the future, and Da Dexiang's shop will not be opened if it is closed."
The woman wiped her tears, first wiped his clammy body with a dry towel, and said softly: "It's because there are too many credits and too many deficits, and there is really no way to turn around, so it's not a family in the city, it's said that the outside is closed." ” "The deficit is so much that I can't fill it" Ding Tiezhu asked blankly: "Isn't it only the rice noodle business that owes credit to Da Dexiang's business is so big, and everyone uses his soap cream, which can also keep making a lot of silver taels, if you can't hold it, you should close only the rice and noodle shop at most, how can you even close the soap and paste grocery store?"
The most powerful blacksmith in the village couldn't think of a reason.
His woman, like him, had never read a book and could not answer his questions.
He finished the shower in a bit of a frustration, and didn't even rub the old mud and dirt on his body, but went to the cold in a chaotic way, so he put on his clothes and went to the village chief's most knowledgeable old village chief's house.
"Doing business is not as simple as striking iron, a hammer is a hammer."
The old man with his back on his back sighed and slowly explained to Ding Tiezhu, "It doesn't matter if you can't pay the salary, you have to spend silver to buy some raw materials, even if you can take credit first, you may not be able to pay it back when the time comes, and people will not always give you credit."
And when doing business, others think that you will definitely not succeed, for fear that you will not be able to repay the debts you owe before, but will urge you to settle the bill, which will make it even worse.
Moreover, Dadexiang has such a big business, many places are one ring after another, one of the links has a problem, and there is not enough silver to fill it, and the whole chain is broken.
With so many mouths to eat, it is not easy for Da Dexiang to last for so long, and it was already these soap and paste shops that were also helping to support it together, but now it is just that these soap and paste shops like these helpers can't hold it. ” The old village chief spoke in detail, and even explained that even if the soap paste in one place is made, if there is a problem in the transportation link, it will only continue to lose business and will not be able to continue.
Ding Tiezhu listened a lot and listened very carefully, although he still didn't seem to understand, but he was at least sure that what his woman said was true, and Da Dexiang was really going to go out of business and shut down.
The shopkeeper of Da Dexiang, who was once talked about by many people in the streets and alleys, also seems to be exhausted and has no power to return to the sky.
Why is Dadexiang so big, such a good business will be closed?
Why can Dadexiang keep giving rice and noodles on credit to the victims in those provinces, why can't other businesses also keep giving credit to Dadexiang?
Ding Tiezhu, a blacksmith, doesn't understand business, so he can't figure out a lot of problems, he just feels uncomfortable all over, and he doesn't even have a taste for his favorite pork belly.
At dinner, he was holding a bowl of rice, looking at the bowl of pork belly glittering with oil flowers in front of him, he suddenly thought of what those people in the southern provinces were eating, and what those employees of Dadexiang would eat in the future Suddenly, he raised his head and said to the woman: "Let's go out for a long time" His woman looked up and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"
"I know that Da Dexiang is cultivating wasteland in Bishui Province and Tianluo Province."
Ding Tiezhu looked at his woman and said: "Even if Da Dexiang is not done, the field will always be returned, as long as someone plants, there will always be a harvest, our family has no money, but I have the strength, I will go there to help them farm together." ” The woman burst into tears.
She knew how she could compare to her current life when she had traveled so far away.
But she knew that her man was stubborn, and she was a little proud of her man, so she sobbed and began to help her man and herself pack their bags
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