Chapter 300: Flood
Pearls boiled in clear water, red shrimps stewed in golden plate?
Liang Qu's first reaction to the specialty was this. ơɱ
Cha Qing did not dare to neglect it, picked up the oil paper package and put it directly on the table to open it.
"My hometown is in Changgu County, where there is a tea called Yangxian Snow Bud, which grows at the foot of the northern peak of Xuanjiaoling, Junshan Mountain. It has a delicate fragrance and a fresh taste. It is really a good tea. I specially come to offer it to you to taste."
Cha Qing unfolded the oil paper package, and a faint fragrance permeated the water vapor.
Liang Qu went forward and saw that the oil paper package was really full of tea leaves, not a small amount, about two catties, covered with white frost.
"Yangxian Snow Bud, I have heard a little about it."
Changgu County is under the jurisdiction of Huaiyin Prefecture, not far from Pingyang County, north of Fengbu County, next door to next door.
Therefore, Liang Qu has some knowledge of the so-called Yangxian Snow Bud. It is not cheap, a little expensive, and it is indeed suitable as a specialty.
"Oh, that's such a coincidence. To be honest, Lord Liang, this tea has been around since my grandfather's generation..."
Cha Qing found an excuse and took the opportunity to introduce himself. He said that his hometown was near the tea mountain. His grandfather's generation was a small tea merchant, and he had too much tea to drink every year.
By selling tea, his grandfather saved some money to support his father's martial arts. Both sons became martial artists and became more prosperous.
Cha Qing's generation saw the opportunity and came to Hebo, working hard to earn a reputation.
Cha Qing talked a lot, all about his past experiences, occasionally accompanied by a few sighs, talking about his parents' hard work.
After talking about his own experience, Cha Qing changed the subject and said that he had accumulated three generations to get to where he is now. He admired Lord Liang very much for starting from scratch and having many achievements in his youth. It really made him, the He Bo who was over thirty, ashamed and felt that he had lived in vain for the past few decades.
Faced with Cha Qing's compliments, Liang Qu occasionally responded, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
After talking for more than a quarter of an hour, Cha Qing felt that the time was about right.
It was their first meeting, so they stopped talking and said goodbye.
"Master Liang, please stay."
The figure disappeared from the corner without asking for anything.
"There's something..."
Liang Qu touched his chin.
He picked up the tea spoon on the table and moved the tea leaves to reveal the bottom. There was nothing hidden as he had imagined, just real tea leaves.
"Put it away."
Liang Qu put down the tea spoon and asked Fan Xinglai, who had come back from seeing off the guests, to collect the oil paper bag. He got up and went back to his room.
While walking in the corridor, there was another knock at the door.
Fan Xinglai ran out and asked through the door.
"Who is it?"
"Fan Zixuan!"
OK!
Liang Qu paused and went back to the hall to greet his second subordinate.
Fan Zixuan put down his raincoat and walked through the corridor.
Unlike Cha Qing, who was plump and fat, Fan Zixuan was quite thin, with a dark complexion, and a narrow robe with mud stuck to his elbows.
As expected, he was here to deliver "specialties" just like Chaqing.
What Fan Zixuan delivered was different from what Chaqing delivered. It was not tea, but a "flying dragon".
This flying dragon was of course not a real flying dragon, but a hazel grouse, which is a rare animal on land, just like the precious fish in the water.
The one in front of him weighed only four or five kilograms, and it was estimated to cost more than ten taels of silver, which was almost equal to Fan Zixuan's monthly salary!
"This is too expensive!"
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. When I heard that I was going to be transferred to Lord Liang's command, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.
Who is Lord Liang? Everyone in Yixing Town knows him, and more than half of the people in the county know him. He is a hero and a righteous man!
I have admired heroes with the same character as Lord Liang since I was a child. I thought that Lord Liang had such a big reputation in the river and lake station, and he must be tired of eating treasure fish. I put on a straw raincoat and went to the mountains and forests in the rain at night to shoot a flying dragon with a bow and arrow. I rushed all the way here without stopping, just to give Lord Liang a few mouthfuls of fresh soup!"
Fan Zixuan was enthusiastic and sincere.
"Hey, this..."
Fan Zixuan's reputation sounds more cultured than Cha Qing, but he is not as smooth as Cha Qing when doing things.
Liang Qu silently remembered the impression.
It's not disgust.
Everyone has different personalities, but when sending people out to do things, one should know who is suitable for what.
"In that case, I will accept the flying dragon, but the price is too high, and I feel bad about it. I must accept the ten taels of silver."
Unlike Cha Qing who accepted all the money, Liang Qu forced ten taels of silver on Fan Zixuan.
It is normal for subordinates to give gifts to their superiors, local officials to give gifts to Beijing officials, colleagues to each other, and peers and fellow townsmen to each other.
There is no need to be as timid as snakes and scorpions, afraid of being caught in the act.
On the contrary, if he does not accept it, Fan Zixuan may look down on him and have other thoughts.
It's just that more than ten taels of silver are too expensive, and Fan Zixuan is not as wealthy as Cha Qing. Liang Qu should accept less and take advantage of a few taels of silver as a token of his appreciation.
"Mr. Liang is really... In that case, I will accept it."
Fan Zixuan is not stupid, and he left with a smile on his face, feeling that he had not worked in vain that night.
Two came in an hour. Liang Qu estimated that there would be more behind, so he did not return to the bedroom. He asked Aunt Zhang to take Feilong to stew soup, and asked Fan Xing to get some Yangxian Xueya to taste.
The emerald green tea leaves stretched out in the boiling water, and the light yellow fragrant tea was extracted, and the whole hall was filled with the fragrance of tea.
Liang Qu took a sip and the taste was really good, better than the tea leaves prepared for guests at home.
I am afraid it is not the same as the five or six taels per catty that Cha Qing said.
The fragrance of tea filled the air.
Half an hour later, the iron ring of the door rang again.
"Who is it?"
"Yan Qingshan, Yan Chongwen, Zhu Chunqiao, and Ji Youdong come to see the adults!"
Okay, all three Hebos are here!
Fan Xinglai opened the door, and the four of them walked through the shadow wall and saw Liang Qu on the left hand side of the hall, and they all bowed and saluted.
"Your Majesty, please pay homage to Mr. Liang! 4"
"Come on, bring me tea." Liang Qu ordered, then looked at the four familiar people, "Don't be formal, sit down."
Upon hearing this, Yan Qingshan and others found a place to sit down, with Yan Qingshan as the leader, and the others in turn.
The four of them didn't dare to sit full, so they only touched the edge of the chair, bent their knees and feet. When they saw Fan Xing coming to pour tea, they hurriedly thanked him and took the cup.
It's embarrassing to say.
Liang Qu refused the petition submitted by the four people, thinking that there would be no intersection, but in the end, several people went around and turned around and became subordinates.
It would be unfair to say that Liang Qu was slapped in the face by four people during thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi.
Liang Qu is the boss, and the four of them are subordinates.
I don’t know if Ran Zhongshi heard about it and deliberately arranged it to tease him.
The hall was silent, with the occasional sound of tea drinking.
Liang Qu didn't know what to say, so he just drank tea.
After a long while, Yan Qingshan looked at Yan Chongwen and others. Seeing the three people's eyes signaling, he nervously put down the teacup.
"Master Liang, the four of us brothers are happy to be able to come under your command, but we are not too scared. Therefore, we collected some money and bought a gift. I hope Master Liang will not dislike it."
After that, Yan Chongwen handed Yan Qingshan a small box. Yan Qingshan took the small box and brought it to Liang Qu in small steps.
Liang Qu opened the box and took a look, and there was a ring ring lying inside.
The wrench finger is wide and thick, glowing with blue-gray iron light, and engraved with cloud and tiger patterns.
"I heard that Master Liang was a master archer and had made great contributions to the siege of the Ghost Mother Cult with a black iron bow. After some thought, several brothers gave Master Liang a wrench."
Liang Qu didn't know what the finger was made of, but it was definitely unusual for four people to make it.
I wanted to subsidize the price like Fan Zixuan, but looking at the four people who didn't understand anything, I was afraid they wouldn't understand the meaning.
Rejecting again and again will inevitably lead to the suspicion of bullying an honest person.
It’s not easy for an honest person to come out and hang out.
Think about it.
"If you're interested, I'll take the things. I just need a bow puller."
Yan Qingshan was overjoyed when he heard this. He thought that his brother was really smart, and it was a good idea to give him a thumb ring!
"Nothing is wrong, as long as Mr. Liang likes it. From now on, the four of us brothers will be loyal and dedicated!"
The others agreed one after another, and the chat atmosphere suddenly relaxed.
Liang Qu played with his finger and was about to ask a few people for information when the door of Liang's house rang again, extremely anxiously.
Before Fan Xing could open the door, Li Libo's voice penetrated the rain curtain.
"Brother Shui, it's bad, there's a flood in Huazhu County!"
