Chapter 17: Under the Night Feast
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The cousin walked quickly, hurriedly entered the front of a room on the second floor, pushed the door and went in and said, "Master Zheng, the guest Ala has brought it over." I only heard someone talking inside, and after a while, Zheng Weigang took the lead of a few people to welcome out, and enthusiastically bowed his hand to invite everyone into the room. This Taihu Pavilion seems to be a big box, the dark fragrance flutters inside, the warmth is abnormal, the room is placed with exquisite vase furniture, the wall is hooked with gold and silver, there are many calligraphy paintings, the roof is lit with lights, the decoration is very elegant and luxurious. In addition to Zheng Weigang, there are two "masters", the white-faced and thin Zheng Weigang introduced that he was surnamed Song, a native of Shaoxing, who was in the tea silk business, and the other round-faced and slightly chubby was Master Fang, a native of Wuxi, but he opened a money village in Shanghai, and there were several women dressed in costumes, wearing unknown headdresses, wearing colorful embroidery with trim and wide sleeves.
Yang Rui didn't dare to look at it more, and immediately explained Yu Huizu to Zheng Weigang, and before he finished the introduction, Brother Ade's voice came from outside the box: "Master Zheng, Yu is late." ”
As soon as Zheng Wei heard the voice, he greeted him, Brother Ade had already come in under the greeting of the cousin, so it was another large-scale greeting and politeness, after a few tosses, Yang Rui already felt very hungry, and rested in the room in the afternoon, and before coming out, he only ate some spiced beans that were left over when he didn't know when. Fortunately, he was on the table immediately, and served some cold dishes first, which were very exquisite, and everyone drank wine while eating vegetables, Yang Rui knew the power of this ginger rice wine, and did not dare to drink more, Zheng Weigang quickly sorted out the relationship between Yang Rui and Yu Qiaqing - fellow villagers and business partners, seeing Yu Qiaqing talking about monosodium glutamate, I wanted to see it, Yang Rui and Yu Huizu did not bring it on their bodies, Zhong Guanguan did not change his clothes today, and he carried it on his body. took it out and added it to a small cup of soup, Zheng Weigang was very surprised when he tasted it, and hurriedly asked, "What is this?" The taste is delicious. He pushed the soup to Master Fang and Master Song to taste.
Yang Rui is now not enthusiastic about pulling people into the shares, just a brief introduction, Zheng Weigang is not good at giving up, asking questions one by one, hearing that this thing foreigners are not even brighter, and asked the cost, Yang Rui is not easy to say in terms of cost, so he has to say that the cost is very high now, about 6,000 yuan a ton, and I don't know how much it can be reduced after mass production.
Brother Ade knew that the cost was more than 3,000 yuan a ton, but this still did not count the income of additional products such as starch and soy sauce, and he was happy to see Yang Rui say that the cost was high. Zheng Weigang took the chopsticks and poured some water on the table and began to convert the cost of tons to taels, and said after half a ring: "One tael costs two corners and two cents and five cents, this business is done."
Seeing that Zheng Weigang was very interested, Brother Ade knew what he had in mind and said: "Every two is two corners and two cents and five cents, which is not expensive for Allah, but for Xiangning, it is very expensive, plus the gross profit, it is estimated that it will be sold to four corners and five corners, how can Yimen buy it." Seeing that Zheng Weigang and Master Fang were pondering, Master Song nodded, and said: "Allah saw that two fellow villagers and Master Yang came up with this thing, which is not something that foreigners don't have, so they want to invest money, even if they can't make money, they can grow Allah's ambition." "Brother Ade is worthy of being an old man, and his words are high-sounding and can stand scrutiny. Everyone applauded in unison when they said this, and consciously took a sip of the old wine.
Brother Ade waited for everyone to finish cutting the old wine, and continued to flicker: "How much money this foreigner makes every year on Allah's side, how many goods are taken away, everyone can see how many steamers on the dock know, Allah will also earn their silver this time, although it is not much, but it is also a sum of money." Master Zheng, whether this thing can be done or not depends on it, Allah thank you first. After speaking, he picked up a glass of old wine to salute Zheng Weigang, and Yang Rui also came up to salute together, Zheng Weigang had to take it and dry it up.
Zheng Weigang finished drinking the old wine, and he wanted to open it in his heart. Yu Qiaqing can't afford to be early, the name of "Barefoot God of Wealth" is well known to everyone, will he really work hard with foreigners, he absolutely doesn't believe it, judging from the situation of buying equipment, this MSG plate is not too big, Yu Qiaqing's shares will not be too small, but now they don't mention the matter of shares, it should be that everyone doesn't want to let out the shares. Zheng Weigang thought in his heart, but he was silent on his face, he just warmly greeted everyone to eat vegetables and cut wine, and during the banquet, Brother Ade also called a female gentleman to accompany the wine, but wanted to give Yang Rui three female gentlemen who accompanied the wine, but was stopped by Zheng Weigang, saying that Yu Qiaqing's female gentleman in the courtyard was not good, and he called a servant to run out. After a while, a few female gentlemen came over, one by one sitting next to Yang Rui, Yu Huizu, and a few others.
Regardless of the present and future generations in Shanghai, many things are very particular, such as prostitutes are not called prostitutes, only called female gentlemen, and prostitutes are not called prostitutes, but called bureaus. Yang Rui had seen these people when he was shopping before, and he was very surprised at the time: because they were small feet, every time they went out, in addition to taking a carriage and a sedan chair, they also had to find a strong man, sitting on the man's shoulders with both legs, sandwiching the man's neck between his legs, putting one hand on the man's head, and holding a flower handkerchief in the other. When Yang Rui first saw it, he thought it was his father wandering around with his child, but then he saw a lot, and then he looked at the woman above, and suddenly understood.
Yang Rui looked at the top female gentleman next to him, known as Guifeng, and thought that she was made on the man's shoulder, plus her face was covered with white powder, but she dotted a little vermilion in the middle of her lips, like the Japanese geisha in later generations, the more she looked at it, the more disgusting it became. Maybe this is the popular dress of this era, but Yang Rui doesn't feel pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks at it, so he rarely cares about this woman. But the top female Mr. Guifeng is a rare modern version of the otaku, gentle and elegant with a computer taste, happy and tired of the voice of the coquettish, but several toasts were pushed by Yang Rui, making this woman named Guifeng so faceless, sitting on the side with a lot of hatred in her heart, the two of them ended the festival.
This dinner was very lively, and the guests and hosts were happy. Delicious food, Yingying Yanyu, plus drank a lot of wine, only made people feel delirious and dizzy, Yang Rui had to excuse himself to go to the bathroom, as soon as he turned to the bathroom, he rushed out of the corner he didn't know A cold wind blew out, Yang Rui's whole body was cold, and the washbasin in the bathroom was full of cold water, he poured cold water on his face, and then patted his face hard, and after a while, he sank his face in cold water, and it took a long time to get up. Yang Rui opened his eyes, only to feel that the people in the glass mirror seemed to be acquaintances, water fell from the handsome face, Yang Rui touched the face in the mirror with his hand, and said to himself: "Yang Rui, don't forget who you are." ”
At ten o'clock, the dinner finally dispersed, everyone went home with courtesy, Yang Rui did not call a rickshaw, "eat and eat" on the snow, blowing the cold wind, only to feel that the wine woke up, the more you walk, the hotter it is, the more you walk, the more excited you are. When I got home, I didn't want to sleep at all, so I opened my notebook and prepared to copy books and climb the lattice.