Tianxiang pickles
Tianxiang pickles are a famous pickles in North China. The main raw material is northern white radish, also called big radish or ivory radish. It is a biennial herb and is literally called rapeseed.
White radish is a home-cooked dish for people in the north. After every autumn harvest, cabbage and radish are the main dishes on the table of northern people. "Eat radish in winter" is a well-known saying among northern people, and it is also a widely circulated nutritional slogan in the north. The main use of radish is to make pickles. After harvesting in autumn, the people cut it into large segments or pieces, wash it with clean water, sprinkle it with coarse salt, put it in a jar, cover it, and place it in a corner of the courtyard. Within half a month, empty the jar once a day, and after another month, it can be taken out for consumption.
It is said that in the early years of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, there was a shop on Baoding West Street that specialized in wooden furniture. The boss is a woman in her twenties, from Yixian County, surnamed Zhou and Chun'er. Zhou Chun'er's ancestors have specialized in wooden furniture for several generations, and her profession can be regarded as an ancestral tradition. However, there is always something wrong with a woman being a shop owner. According to the rules of inheritance in all walks of life since ancient times, inheritance is passed down from male to female. When it came to the generation of Zhou Chun'er's father, Zhou Dacang, he was actually childless. Zhou Dacang had a stubborn temper. Because he was at odds with his tribe, he never planned to adopt a boy from a certain tribe into his family, nor did he ever think about marrying off Zhou Chun'er. In the end, he asked Zhou Chun'er to recruit a son-in-law, Yang Fengming, who stepped in the door. The next year, Zhou Chuner gave birth to a daughter named Yang Tianxiang. In the third year after Yang Tianxiang was born, Zhou Dacang died of a stroke. The tribe could not tolerate Yang Fengming and Zhou Chun'er, so Zhou Chun'er's woodware factory could no longer operate in the local area. Zhou Chun'er and Yang Fengming came to Baoding and opened a shop in Baoding city, named "Yang Zhou Woodware". Although the business was not booming, they were able to get by so-so.
A few years later, although the business of "Yangzhou Woodenware" was still running smoothly, a business crisis appeared. Before, there were only three wooden furniture stores on Baoding West Street, but now there are more than a dozen. I heard there are still people opening it. Zhou Chuner and Yang Fengming discussed carefully and wanted to take the business to the south. Yang Fengming couldn't make up his mind for a while, and Zhou Chuner couldn't force him. At this time, a new clerk came to the "Yang Zhou Woodware" store, named Zhao Guanglin. This Zhao Guanglin later changed the fate of the "Yang Zhou Woodware" store.
Zhao Guanglin was picked up by Zhou Chuner by chance.
That time, Zhou Chun'er returned from delivering goods in Shandong. It was the New Year's Eve, heavy snow was falling, and the road was difficult to travel. Zhou Chun'er was riding in a carriage in the mud on the way to Baoding City. When passing through Gaoyang County, he met a man lying frozen on the roadside. Zhao Guanglin. Zhou Chuner hurriedly asked the driver to carry Zhao Guanglin to the car, took him back to Baoding, and brought him into the store. After drinking several bowls of ginger soup, Zhao Guanglin gradually woke up. Zhao Guanglin said to himself that he was from Hejian Prefecture, and his ancestors made a living selling pickles. After selling pickles in Baoding and heading back, he was robbed by strongmen. If he hadn't met Boss Zhou, he would have frozen to death in the ice and snow. After saying that, he got out of bed and kowtowed to Zhou Chuner. Was stopped by Zhou Chun'er.
Seeing Zhao Guanglin's simple words, Zhou Chuner felt pity in his heart and asked Zhao Guanglin to rest in the store for two days. On the third day, Zhou Chuner gave Zhao Guanglin a few pieces of silver and asked Zhao Guanglin to go home for the New Year. However, Zhao Guanglin told Zhou Chun'er that both his parents were dead and he had no relatives at home. If Zhou Chun'er lacked helpers in his shop, he could do some handyman work in the shop. Zhao Guanglin looked at each other with tears in his eyes, and Zhou Chun'er couldn't think of any words to refuse.
Zhou Chun'er thought for a while and felt that Zhao Guanglin was honest and kind in his words. He was probably a dull person. It was okay to stay in the shop and do miscellaneous things, so he agreed. Yang Fengming didn't say anything, but he was a little unhappy in his heart. He felt that Zhou Chuner was too troublesome. But Zhou Chun'er was in charge of all matters big and small in the store, so Yang Fengming couldn't express his objections. And at this time, Yang Fengming already had a romantic interest. He found a prostitute named Xiuxiu in Liujiaxiang, Baoding. The two were so in love that they wished they could be together every day. He often excused himself from drinking with his business friends, so he stayed at Xiuxiu's place. This matter has been spread among the people in the street, but only Zhou Chuner is kept secret.
This year, Zhou Chuner is going to Wenzhou to purchase some wood. Before leaving, Zhao Guanglin also loaded a small whip of pickles in the car. When Zhou Chun'er asked, Zhao Guanglin said they were some radishes he had pickled and brought with him for sharpening on the way. Zhou Chun'er didn't care, and she never thought that this jar of pickles would change her future destiny.
When she arrived in Wenzhou, Zhou Chun'er hurried to the timber market. After a walk, she realized that the price increase of timber this year was far beyond her imagination. None of the expected business deals could be negotiated. She sat unhappily in the inn, thinking endlessly, but there was nothing she could do. While she was idle, lumber boss Liu Orqi came to her door. Liu Orqi was Zhou Chun'er's regular customer, so the two had some discussions. Bargaining and fighting, but there is no result. The two of them talked gradually and late, and the sky gradually darkened. Zhou Chun'er asked Zhao Guanglin to go to the street to buy two pots of old wine and buy some snacks to drink and dine with Liu Orqi. I had just finished drinking a bottle of wine, and had already eaten several dishes of appetizers. There was still a bottle of wine left to dry on the table. Zhou Chuner then asked Zhao Guanglin, who was serving on the side, to go out to find some food and drinks. Zhao Guanglin went out for a long time, came back empty-handed, and informed that the restaurant in the street had closed. Just when Liu Orqi was about to give up, Zhao Guanglin took out the jar of pickles he had brought. The jar opened with a bang. Liu Orqi took a sniff and was stunned. His tongue seemed frozen and he was speechless. . Zhou Chun'er naturally smelled it, and she was also very surprised. She couldn't figure out how this jar of pickles could overflow the room with its aroma.
Liu Orqi came back to his senses and smiled in surprise: "Boss Zhou, where did you get this delicacy? You haven't even eaten it, and Liu is already salivating."
Zhou Chun'er waved her hand and said, "Boss Liu is joking. This is just a side dish pickled by my family. It's a joke. It's a joke."
Liu Heqi stretched out his chopsticks and took a bite, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Boss Zhou, this is really delicious."
Zhou Chun'er also took a bite and immediately felt that it tasted delicious. She smiled and asked Zhao Guanglin: "Guanglin, it tastes really good. What kind of dish is this? Is it radish? How did you prepare it?"
Zhao Guanglin stood with his hands down and smiled slightly, "Boss Zhou guessed it right, it's the carrot."
Zhou Chun'er became suspicious and asked, "Does radish also have this kind of taste? How did you pickle it? Tell me."
Zhao Guanglin smiled and said: "There's really nothing magical about it. Last autumn, I bought some cheap radishes, pickled them in a few jars, and kept them in the store for our own use. It's the way northern pickles are made."
Liu Heqi said oh, he was thoughtful, his eyes suddenly lit up, he patted the table and said to Zhou Chun'er: "Boss Zhou, a huge business opportunity is right in front of you, you have a way to make money!" "
Zhou Chun'er was stunned and said with a smile: "Boss Liu must be drunk from eating. What business opportunities will I have?"
Liu Orqi smiled and said, "Why don't you switch to the pickle business?"
Zhou Chun'er's heart also moved, but she had a nonchalant look on her face and said with a smile: "Boss Liu is joking again, how can the pickles that ordinary people eat with their meals be served on the table?"
Liu Orqi sighed, "It's hard to hide this from Boss Zhou anymore. Liu's timber business has been operating poorly in the past few years. If he continues to struggle, he may lose money. I just ate Master Zhao's pickled radish. It tastes good." In addition to being delicious, I suddenly thought that this is indeed a business opportunity. With all due respect, if these pickles can be mass-produced, I can sell them in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the market can be opened in less than a year. , then the wealth will surely roll in, and the prosperity will certainly be visible. Why wouldn’t Boss Zhou do it?" At this point, Liu Orqi stared at Zhou Chun'er with bright eyes.
Zhou Chun'er smiled happily and said: "If it's so lively as what Boss Liu said, I really might as well give it a try. I don't dare to dream about the blooming thoughts. If things come out in the dark, it will be our destiny." She turned around and said to her. Zhao Guanglin smiled and said: "Guanglin, this is how I rely on you to put in a lot of effort."
Zhao Guanglin smiled: "Boss Zhou, this is indeed not difficult."
Liu Orqi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Boss Zhou still didn't answer Liu's words. It's naturally a good thing for Boss Zhou to produce this kind of pickles, but I don't know how the batch size is?"
Zhou Chuner was speechless for a moment and stared at Zhao Guanglin.
Zhao Guanglin smiled and said, "Boss Liu, Zhao really doesn't understand all the things in business, but this is the only thing that Boss Liu really doesn't have to worry about. Northern radish is like a weed, and it's everywhere. As long as you can eat it, we will It’s guaranteed.”
Therefore, Liu Orqi, Zhou Chuner, and Zhao Guanglin discussed specific operational matters in the inn.
The next day, Zhou Chuner gave up all the expected business and hurried back to Baoding with Zhao Guanglin. On the way, Zhou Chun'er was still worried. She carefully asked Zhao Guanglin about the pickling method of this dish. Zhao Guanglin explained everything carefully.
Without saying anything else all the way, I hurried back to Baoding. Unexpectedly, something big happened in the store. Yang Fengming didn't like furniture and beauty, so he took away the family's sweetheart and eloped with his sweetheart, Xiuxiu, a prostitute. The waiters in the store dispersed one after another, leaving only Yang Tianxiang, who was wailing with a sore throat, sitting in the store with red and swollen eyes, numbly looking forward to Zhou Chun'er's return. When Zhou Chun'er saw this scene, he was like thunder, and almost fainted.
Facing reality is always the only way out for the parties concerned. Zhou Chun'er only suffered from pain and sorrow for two days, and then left Yang Fengming aside. She asked Zhao Guanglin to quickly select a factory site, and she went around to raise funds to start the business.
In just five days, Zhou Chun'er borrowed money from Mu Mu Yun Gui everywhere and raised a lot of silver, but she still didn't think it was much, so she gritted her teeth and sold out the wood shop at a low price. Zhao Guanglin selected thirty acres of land in the western suburbs of Baoding, and Zhou Chun'er also fell in love with it. After some haggling, I bought it immediately, posted notices along the street, hired a few guys, built a dozen rough houses and surrounded a yard. A new plaque was hung at the gate: Zhou's Sauce Garden.
In a flash, the cool breeze blows, and autumn is here. Zhao Guanglin took people to the countryside to buy more than 100,000 kilograms of radishes, which were transported to Zhou's Sauce Garden. He also bought several hundred kilograms of coarse salt and more than a hundred kilograms of peppercorns. He also hired dozens of able-bodied laborers from the countryside and brought in water from a spring in the west of the city. He washed the radishes every day and cut them into slices. Then, Zhao Guanglin directed the workers to beat the dried sauce and sliced radish together, then mix them evenly with coarse salt, aniseed, and peppercorns, and put them into the jar.
Another month passed like this, and when the winter wind gradually became stronger, Zhao Guanglin asked the guys to open the mouth of the cylinder and pour it over. Zhou Chun'er couldn't wait to run to the first jar that was poured over. She hurriedly reached out and took out a few pieces of pickles. She didn't even have time to rinse them, so she put them in her mouth. After chewing them, she raised her head and yelled, "No!" Standing there in a daze, a string of tears flowed down in the wind. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to shout something, but no word came out.
Zhao Guanglin didn't know what was going on, so he rushed over in a panic and asked: "Boss Zhou, what's wrong with you?"
Zhou Chun'er finally shouted: "Guanglin, it's exactly the smell." After shouting, he burst into tears. The cries echoed in the courtyard of Zhou's Sauce Garden, and all the workers were dumbfounded.
That night, Zhou Chuner called Zhao Guanglin into his room. Zhou Chun'er has already cooked a table of food himself, and there is a pot of old wine on the table. Zhou Chuner poured a glass for Zhao Guanglin and held it to Zhao Guanglin respectfully. Zhao Guanglin stood up in panic, even knocking over his chair. He stuttered, "Boss Zhou, what do you mean?"
Zhou Chun'er sighed, "Guang Lin, I never dreamed that you have such superb craftsmanship. This pickle business is considered a success. This Zhou's pickle garden is designated to be developed." As he said this, he started to cry. There was a roar.
When Zhao Guanglin saw this, he became emotional and there were tears in his eyes, "Boss Zhou, why do you speak like this? If you hadn't come to rescue me back then, Mr. Zhao would have died of cold and starvation and become a wild man in the suburbs." Ghost. I can never repay this great kindness in this life…" At this point, Zhao Guanglin felt so sad that he burst into tears.
Zhou Chun'er wiped her tears and said with a smile: "Guang Lin, today is a happy event. Let's not mention the past. Let's drink. Let's drink."
After having a few glasses of wine, Zhou Chun'er smiled and said, "Guang Lin, this pickled radish is ready, it's time to give it a name."
Zhao Guanglin smiled and said: "I have also thought about it, why not call it Tianxiang Pickles after the lady."
When winter was coming to an end, Zhou Chun'er hired more than a hundred horse-drawn carriages, and more than 100,000 kilograms of Tianxiang pickles from Zhou's Sauce Garden were continuously transported to Zhejiang and delivered to Liu or Qi. As expected by Liu Youqi, the Tianxiang pickles were extremely popular. Zhou Chuner made a lot of money all of a sudden, and Liu Youqi naturally made a lot of money as well. In the autumn of the next year, Liu Orqi came to Baoding in person to settle the bill and reserve goods for the next year. Zhou Chun'er, of course, wanted to fulfill his loyalty as a landlord, so he met Liu Heqi at the Wanghu Tower Hotel in Baoding. During the dinner, Liu Heqi toasted to Zhao Guanglin. He praised with emotion: "Boss Zhao should be the first to successfully launch Tianxiang pickles."
Zhao Guanglin seemed drunk and just smiled stupidly.
Back in the store, Liu Orqi and Zhao Guanglin lay down in the same room. He probably drank too much. He sat up to drink tea in the middle of the night, and then called Zhao Guanglin to drink tea with him. After drinking a pot of tea, the two of them lost their sleepiness and started chatting and laughing. Liu Orqi smiled and said: "Boss Zhao, you are really a kind and righteous man. If you start your own business, wouldn't you make a fortune? Have you never thought about opening your own shop?"
Zhao Guanglin waved his hands and said with a smile: "No, no. Boss Liu, I am born stupid, how can I open a shop? Boss Liu is joking."
Liu Orqi smiled and said, "Is there something you don't know whether to ask or not?"
Zhao Guanglin smiled happily and said: "Boss Liu, we have been dating for several years. Thanks to you for looking up to me, Guanglin respects you very much. If you have any questions that should or should not be asked, just say so."
Liu Orqi smiled and lowered his voice, "How to prepare Tianxiang pickles today? Is there a secret recipe? Can Boss Zhao give me some advice?" After that, he kept a careful eye on Zhao Guanglin.
Zhao Guanglin took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Boss Liu, there is no secret recipe, it's actually very simple. Just listen to me." Then he carefully explained the method of making pickles to Liu Orqi. .
Liu Orqi listened carefully, thought hard, and secretly remembered it in his heart.
This year, Liu Heqi actually stopped buying Tianxiang pickles from Zhoujia Sauce Garden. People who came from the south told me that Liu or Qi had built a soy sauce garden and sent many purchasers to the north to buy large quantities of radishes.
Without Liu Orqi as a customer, Zhou's Sauce Garden's business is still doing very well, and many customers from the south and north come here in droves. All Tianxiang pickles have been sold out this year. Zhou's Sauce Garden purchased another fifty acres of land to expand the area of the sauce garden.
The next year, Liu Orqi came to Baoding with a gray face. When he stepped into the gate of Zhou's Sauce Garden, he cried loudly and knelt down in front of Zhou Chun'er. Zhou Chun'er panicked and helped Liu Orqi up quickly. Zhao Guanglin also rushed to help, but was pushed away by Liu Orqi angrily.
Liu Orqi cried: "Boss Zhou, God knows what, the ground in Wenzhou cannot produce your fragrant pickles." He stared at Zhao Guanglin with some resentment.
Zhao Guanglin stood aside awkwardly, rubbing his hands dryly at a loss, not knowing what to say.
Zhou Chun'er was startled for a moment, then laughed and persuaded: "Boss Liu, don't bring up the old things again. Just come. Just come."
Liu Orqi stayed at Zhou's Sauce Garden for two days, paid a deposit, and pre-ordered 30,000 kilograms of Tianxiang pickles from Zhou's Sauce Garden. Before leaving, Liu Orqi had a few words with Zhou Chuner alone.
Liu Heqi smiled bitterly and said: "Boss Zhou, you are an honest person. Liu really shouldn't hide this from you. When I came to Baoding two years ago, Liu was indeed obsessed with it for a while and asked for prescriptions from Boss Zhao, but Boss Zhao looked honest and honest. , unexpectedly he gave me a fake recipe. I believed it to be true, so I boldly started a new recipe. What was the result? The radishes, cucumbers, and garlic I pickled according to this recipe all tasted bad without exception. I almost It cost me everything. Boss Zhou, it is wrong for Liu to ask for prescriptions in private. Boss Zhao can refuse Liu, but he should not use fake prescriptions to deal with me. This person's appearance is very generous and his inner cleverness is very different. Zhou The boss should be more careful."
Zhou Chun'er said oh and nodded frequently, "Thank you, Boss Liu, for the reminder."
After sending Liu Orqi away, Zhou Chuner called Zhao Guanglin into his room. A table of wine and food had been set up in the room. Zhao Guanglin smiled and said, "Boss Zhou, why are you like this? What happy event can't happen?"
Zhou Chun'er smiled faintly, "Guang Lin, let's drink this glass of wine first, and then talk about other things."
After three glasses of wine, Zhou Chun'er said sternly: "Guanglin, the way of business has always been about honesty since ancient times. If you don't tell Boss Liu the secret recipe of this fragrant pickle, it is a natural duty. If you tell him, it will be your duty." Tell the truth. How could you tell him a fake prescription? He lost a lot of money and almost went bankrupt. Looking back on this matter, there must be something unkind and unjust on your part." At this point, Zhou Chun'er's face showed There was a chill.
Zhao Guanglin was stunned and spread his hands, "Boss Zhou, where do you start with this?"
Zhou Chun'er told Liu Yuqi what he said.
After hearing this, Zhao Guanglin shook his head repeatedly and sighed, "Boss Zhou, you have indeed misunderstood me. Guanglin is not a treacherous person, and I am by no means an expert in business. I told Boss Liu that it is indeed the real recipe, but He forgot one thing."
Zhou Chun'er asked: "What's the truth?"
Zhao Guanglin sighed leisurely, "Boss Zhou, how do you want Guanglin to explain it more clearly? To put it bluntly, it is a principle of oranges in the south and tangerines in the north. Women and children all know it. If Boss Liu thinks about it seriously, it is actually a land and water and vegetables. .Except for the water from this spring on the outskirts of Baoding, the water from other places cannot be pickled with pickles that taste like this. Although Hejian Prefecture is the ancient place where pickles originated, and it borders Baoding, the water quality is not good enough. If you go to Baoding, the taste of the pickles is far behind. The words water and soil are not easy to change through the ages. How can it be done by human power? Boss Liu is extremely shrewd and a master in business. How can he not understand this? It’s a superficial meaning. It’s really touching.”
Zhou Chun'er said "Ah" in surprise. Suddenly enlightened, he was stunned.
Another two years have passed. Yang Tianxiang has grown up, and Zhou Chuner's business has become even bigger. At this time, people kept saying goodbye to Zhao Guanglin in the store. Although Zhao Guanglin had said it three or five times, he didn't even go on a blind date. Mr. Zhang, the accountant, was a little worried for Zhao Guanglin, so he told Zhou Chun'er about the matter. When Zhou Chun'er heard about it, he was startled, then nodded with a smile and said, "I understand. I'll ask Guang Lin what his idea is."
That evening, Zhou Chuner asked the waiter to call Zhao Guanglin to come to her. Zhou Chuner made a pot of tea and sat in the yard waiting. It's the turn of spring and summer, and the night breeze is refreshing. There was a roar of insects all around, which made Zhou Chun'er feel confused for a moment.
Within a moment, Zhao Guanglin came and asked Boss Zhou what was going on. Zhou Chun'er asked him to sit down. The two drank tea and chatted a few words. Zhou Chun'er then asked about Zhao Guanglin's marriage.
Zhao Guanglin blushed for a moment and opened his mouth, but was unable to answer. He held the tea cup, shook his head and smiled, and lowered his eyes.
Zhou Chun'er took a sip of tea and smiled slightly: "Guang Lin, you have been alone for a long time, and now you are middle-aged. It is time to find someone who can light a lamp and talk to you. Why don't you go on a blind date?"
Zhao Guanglin raised his eyes and smiled awkwardly, but still said nothing.
Zhou Chun'er raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Could it be that Guang Lin is interested in someone? It's because Zhou Chun'er is talking too much."
Zhao Guanglin smiled bitterly and said, "What kind of marriage does Boss Zhou want to propose to me? I have indeed taken a fancy to one, but I don't know if he is interested in it." After saying that, he raised his head and squinted at the sky, thinking deeply. look like.
Zhou Chun'er smiled and said, "Guang Lin, what are you thinking about?"
Zhao Guanglin came back to his senses and sighed: "Boss Zhou, I heard that Mr. Shu said a few words, but I forgot the rest. I only remember that 'the clouds roll and the clouds relax, there is no intention to stay or go'. That's what it means. What do you think?" ?" After saying that, he looked at Zhou Chun'er with his eyes.
Zhou Chun'er was startled for a moment, then seemed to understand the meaning of Zhao Guanglin's words, his face turned slightly red, and he smiled and said: "Guang Lin, listen to your words, it's like a trap, I'm stupid, so I still can't hear clearly. In fact, it’s just a matter of a piece of window paper. I might as well say it bluntly today. We have been together for a long time and have eaten in the same pot for many years. If you have anything to say, just say it.” At this point, Zhou Chuner lowered his head. , took a breath, and said softly: "I have taken a fancy to you. If you do, we will handle this matter."
Zhao Guanglin was startled, "Boss Zhou, you…"
Zhou Chun'er frowned and said, "Maybe you don't like me. I'm a few years older than you, and I'm the same…" As he said this, something was on his mind, and his eyes became warm and wet.
Zhao Guanglin said hurriedly: "Boss Zhou, I didn't mean that. If Guanglin didn't misunderstand what you meant, then… I just want to say… How can Zhao Guanglin be able to make Boss Zhou…"
Zhou Chun'er still lowered his head and smiled bitterly, "Guang Lin, don't make any more twists. Please tell me what you mean. If you don't agree, you might as well let me accept your thoughts. So I often have trouble sleeping at night, which always makes me distracted and makes me feel extremely sad."
Zhao Guanglin smiled and said with a blushing face: "Boss Zhou, Guanglin has longed for it."
Zhou Chun'er looked up at Zhao Guanglin happily, "You really mean it?"
Zhao Guanglin nodded, with a solemn look on his face, "Exactly."
Zhou Chun'er's eyes trembled, turned away, and burst into tears.
Zhao Guanglin was frightened and panicked, "Boss Zhou, don't be like this. Guanglin can't speak, and I've made you angry."
Zhou Chun'er put away her tears, waved her hands, and smiled sheepishly. "I have always felt that I have been extremely wronged over the years. It seems that there is an old piece of cotton wool stuck in my heart. It cannot be torn apart clearly and there is no day to relax. I am so happy today that I just want to cry. Again, please don't call me Boss Zhou. Since you have agreed to what you just said, from now on, you can call me Chun'er."
Zhao Guanglin's face immediately became hot. He shuddered and shouted in a low voice: "Chun'er."
Zhou Chun'er and Zhao Guanglin set a date for the wedding, sent invitations to business friends in the city, and the Zhou family's sauce garden began to be decorated with lanterns and festoons.
But no one expected that something would go wrong on the evening before the wedding. Zhou Chuner had already cooked a table of dishes that day, so he asked Yang Tianxiang to invite Zhao Guanglin over. Yang Tianxiang went to invite Zhao Guanglin. Zhao Guanglin was wearing new clothes and had just walked into the yard with Yang Tianxiang when he heard a noise at the door of Jiangyuan. Zhao Guanglin asked in surprise: "What happened?" He left Yang Tianxiang and hurried over.
An unkempt and ragged man stood at the door of Jiangyuan, trying to break in. The two gatekeepers had already stopped the man. The man yelled Zhou Chun'er's name, causing some guys to gather around the door. Zhao Guanglin separated from the crowd and walked up to the man. He was stunned and asked stutteringly: "Are you… Boss Yang…"
The man looked up at Zhao Guanglin, nodded, and cried: "Guanglin, you still recognize me. I am Yang Fengming." He cried and fell in front of the door.
Yang Tianxiang also rushed over. She screamed, ran forward and helped Yang Fengming up.
People later learned that the prostitute Xiuxiu followed Yang Fengming to Kouwai and settled down happily. The two of them spent a few years really affectionately. But later on, life became more and more difficult, and the money that the two of them had taken away gradually became empty. It was difficult for a poor and humble couple to marry, so Xiuxiu became impatient with Yang Fengming, so she went to the street to be a pheasant. After going back and forth, she attached herself to a wealthy owner, so she ignored Yang Fengming and secretly sold the house. With no money left, Yang Fengming had nowhere to go, so he begged for food and returned to Baoding.
Yang Tianxiang felt sad to see Yang Fengming's embarrassed look. After all, he was his biological father. The resentment accumulated over the past few years had long been thrown aside by Yang Fengming's cries. She held Yang Fengming and cried loudly. This cry alarmed everyone in Jiangyuan. Zhou Chuner also ran out. She separated from everyone and walked over. She was immediately stunned and looked at Yang Fengming blankly.
Yang Fengming also saw Zhou Chun'er. He cried, "Chun'er." Then he knelt down at Zhou Chun'er's feet. Zhou Chun'er stood there in a daze, her face pale and silent.
Zhao Guanglin sighed softly, then turned around and entered the house. Zhou Chuner was startled for a moment, then followed Mumu Yungui into the house. Unexpectedly, Zhao Guanglin locked the door. Zhou Chun'er cried in front of the door and said, "Guang Lin, what should we do? You need to make an idea."
Zhao Guanglin responded nervously in the room: "Boss Zhou, let me think about this matter again."
When she got up early the next morning, Zhou Chuner went to see Zhao Guanglin with red and swollen eyes, followed by Yang Tianxiang. Last night, she had already agreed with Yang Fengming that Zhou's Sauce Garden could support Yang Fengming for life, but Zhou Chun'er would no longer be husband and wife with him. Zhou Chuner woke up early to tell Zhao Guanglin about this. Today's happy event will be as planned.
Zhao Guanglin's house was empty. The groom's official clothes were neatly folded and placed on the kang. Zhou Chun'er's heart suddenly tightened and she hurriedly ran out to ask the waiter. A clerk took out a letter and handed it to Zhou Chun'er and said, "Boss Zhao left early in the morning. He left a letter for Boss Zhou."
Zhou Chuner hurriedly took the letter and opened it. Written in black and white:
Boss Zhou:
Now that Boss Yang is back, it will be difficult for me to continue working here. After Boss Yang has gone through such a disaster, he will definitely change his past. The business of Zhou's Sauce Garden will get better and better. I have never told you my identity. I originally planned to tell you on my wedding day, so I will tell you now. I went to the palace to learn cooking with my father since I was a child, and became the pickle chef in the palace at the age of thirteen. Later, I ran away because I offended a prince. That year I was hunted down, hiding everywhere, freezing and starving in the wilderness. Fortunately, you rescued me. This is something Guang Lin will never forget. After meeting you once and breaking up, the world is at a loss, and Guang Lin can't bear it in his heart.
Is it man-made? Is it destiny? How dare Guang Lin say such nonsense?
Zhao Guanglin in a hurry
After Zhou Chun'er read the letter, he was stunned and stunned. She shouted out loud: "Guang Lin, what are you…" Tears flowed down quickly. Yang Tianxiang asked the doorman angrily: "When did Boss Zhao leave? Why didn't you report it?" What about my mother?"
The waiter replied in a panic: "Boss Zhao left at dawn. We didn't know that Boss Zhou was looking for him."
Zhou Chuner woke up, wiped his tears, and shouted: "Bring a car over quickly."
The man hurriedly brought a carriage over.
Zhou Chun'er and Yang Tianxiang got into the car. The waiter suddenly raised his whip, and with two crisp cracks, the car jumped out of the gate.
The car chased along the official road with great enthusiasm. After chasing him until noon, he had already crossed the border between Hejian and Zhao Guanglin, but there was still no sign of Zhao Guanglin. Zhou Chun'er asked the driver to stop and stared blankly at the road ahead.
The wind blew across the fields, and the road was confused and unclear.
Yang Tianxiang asked sadly: "Mom, will he come back?"
Zhou Chun'er smiled sadly and asked, "What do you think?"
Two years later, Yang Fengming fell ill in bed. Zhou Chun'er hired several doctors and took a lot of soups and pills, but there was no improvement. After suffering for three months, Yang Fengming died. One day five years later, Zhou Chun'er finished her supper, frowned and said she had a serious headache, so she went to bed early to rest. At noon the next day, he still couldn't get up. Yang Tianxiang called her, but she didn't move. Yang Tianxiang stepped forward to touch it, but Zhou Chun'er's body was already cold.
Yang Tianxiang became the boss of Zhou's Sauce Garden.
Zhao Guanglin was like a gust of wind, blown away from Zhou's soy sauce garden, never to be found again.