Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Chapter 148 Giving something away

When Xiao Caoer heard that Yang Dashan was coming, she flew out like a little cannonball to meet him.

"Dad, Dad, you're finally here. I missed you so much." As soon as they met, she hugged Yang Dashan's thighs, coaxing him to pick her up and smiling so hard that her gums showed. "Hey, hey, Daddy missed you too. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Okay, okay, I'll sleep with you. I'll sleep soundly and fragrantly."

Okay, let’s praise the other one who likes to hear compliments as well.

"Yes, I just saw daddy yesterday and he missed us like this. We haven't seen each other for a few days, and I don't see you missing us." Simao couldn't bear it any more and could only speak out and break the father and daughter.

"Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, brother Berlin, village chief grandpa, I miss you too."

Okay, everyone, think about it once. If you still have any dissatisfaction, please speak up quickly.

This caused several people in the room to laugh.

"Uncle Dashan, thank you for taking the trouble to make this trip." Zheng Huaming saw Yang Dashan coming and knew that he would definitely bring vermicelli, so he hurriedly walked up to him and greeted him.

Tang Yanshu also followed Zheng Huaming in bowing to Yang Dashan, which frightened Yang Dashan so much that he quickly jumped away.

"Enough, enough, look at you two, how disrespectful you are." Mr. Zheng was speechless when he saw their behavior.

Damao knew that Tang Yanshu had an urgent letter to send back to Kyoto and could not delay, so he directly asked Zheng Huaming and the others what they wanted to know.

"Dad, I wonder if you brought vermicelli with you?"

"I brought it. I brought all the stock. I don't know if it's enough. If it's not, I may have to wait for two days." Yang Dashan replied.

"Did you bring them all? How many are there in total?" Tang Yanshu asked happily upon hearing this.

"I didn't weigh it. I was in a hurry to get out. I just loaded it into the car and left. I didn't have time to weigh it. Do you need to weigh it?"

Yang Dashan thought: Should I weigh it? Do I have to pay for it? If I really have to pay, should I accept it or not? If I don't accept it, my family will lose money. I hired two people and they paid a lot of money every day. They worked for many days to make this little. If I accept it, it seems a bit embarrassing. One is to bring it to Damao's master's wife, and the other is to the county magistrate. I dare not accept it.

Oh, it’s so confusing.

"Uncle Dashan, there's no need to weigh them. Let's see how many there are in total first." Qi Xingyun said.

At this time, Uncle Quan piled all the vermicelli that Yang Dashan brought in the yard, and everyone went to the yard to look.

Yang Dashan and his friends had just arrived and didn't know that Tang Yanshu and Zheng Huaming were fighting over vermicelli, and Zheng Huaming and Tang Yanshu didn't know that Qi Xingyun was here to share their vermicelli.

"Uncle Quan, let's have someone bring a scale to weigh it, so it will be more fair." Tang Yanshu said.

Some of the servants who heard this had already run to get it. It was rare for the mansion to be so busy, and the servants wanted to see the excitement, so they ran very fast and brought the scale back in a short while.

Without even the master's instructions, the servants took the initiative to put all the vermicelli on the scale, and the weight came out to be 125 kilograms.

"I want half, sixty kilograms." Tang Yanshu counted very quickly.

"What are you thinking about? The total is 125 kilograms, and you only want 60 kilograms. Then how many kilograms should be sent back to my grandmother? Besides, shouldn't you leave some for my grandfather?" Zheng Huaming really wanted to punch him.

"Aren't there still more than 60 kilograms? Just send them all back. What's the problem?" Tang Yanshu looked at him in confusion.

Zheng Huaming pointed at the vermicelli on the ground and said unhappily, "Look, look again, does it look like there are still 125 kilograms of vermicelli here?"

Tang Yanshu looked at the ground and saw that at least one third of it was missing. He looked around and saw only a pile of it. "Where's the vermicelli?"

"Brother Xingyun had someone take it away." Xiaocaoer explained for him, covering her mouth and laughing secretly.

Tang Yanshu was not happy when he heard this. "Xingyun, you didn't ask for vermicelli yesterday. It's not fair to take so much now."

"I just didn't say anything and didn't say no." Qi Xingyun said lightly.

"I knew it, I knew it. Why was this guy so eager to come out and see? It turns out he was trying to take the initiative. Grandfather, you see, this guy has already taken one third. If grandma thinks it's not enough, you have to help me explain it." Zheng Huaming said loudly.

Mr. Zheng: "Okay, I'll explain it when I write to her. Divide the remaining into two portions, take the larger portion away, and leave the smaller portion in the mansion. Arrange for someone to set off."

Mr. Zheng made the final decision.

Tang Yanshu and Zheng Huaming looked at Mr. Zheng in disbelief. "We still need to keep some in the mansion? It's so far to send it back to Kyoto, and there's only so much to share? It's hard to share, right? Besides, Uncle Dashan and the others will be done soon, so we can just send someone to pick it up then."

"Everything has been taken away. Now I don't have to eat?" Mr. Zheng asked back.

The two of them nodded and said, "Yes, take them all away. Then what are we going to eat here? No, Grandfather, Xiao Cao said you can't eat spicy food yet."

"Who told you that you have to put chili in vermicelli? Xiao Cao was right to ask you to set up a research and development team. You have to research multiple ways to eat a new food. If there is only one way to eat it, isn't that a waste?"

Yeah, that makes sense.

"Auntie, please tell us how to eat vermicelli. I will have someone write it down and bring a copy back to Kyoto for my grandmother." Zheng Huaming said to Old Lady Yang.

"Ah? I don't know what to say. I know how to cook it, but I have taught it to the chef in your house." Old Lady Yang said

Damn it, you asked me to cook vermicelli and say it was okay, but now there are no vermicelli and no pot in front of me, what do you want me to say? I can't say anything.

Damao took out two pieces of paper from his sleeve, handed one to Zheng Huaming and the other to Tang Yanshu.

Tang Dynasty Books

Zheng Huaming

So you were already prepared?

Da Mao: No, I didn’t prepare it in advance, I prepared it the night before. Because I didn’t know when I would need it, Xiao Cao asked Da Mao to copy it down.

Xiao Cao'er didn't know that her grandmother had already taught the chef in the Zheng Mansion, she just prepared it out of habit.

Qi Xingyun took the paper from Zheng Huaming's hand and passed it to the side, "Make a copy and send it away together."

Zheng Huaming: "Well, your people have to deliver things anyway, so why not just deliver them together? It's faster and easier, and there's no need to split the work into two groups."

Qi Xingyun: "Okay, but are you ready?"

"We're ready." They both said in unison.