Chapter 324

After two days in the porridge shed, Mother Song felt very strange.

Outside the gate of the city, there are always more hungry people than other congee sheds, as if they are competing for their family.

At first, Mother Song thought that the porridge was too thick, but after looking at the two nearby porridge sheds, she found that the porridge in her own porridge shed seemed to have more clear soup than that in other homes.

That makes no sense.

Is the taste of your own family better than that of others?

That's even more impossible!

She didn't even want to taste the porridge cooked in the porridge shed.

Looking at the rice bag mountain, which was originally high behind her, was already empty, mother song was a little anxious.

She did not expect, but porridge, the consumption of food will be so fast.

If you don't exchange food, I'm afraid there won't be any left

How much is it.

But who should we turn to for this business?

Mother song looked at several nearby porridge stalls. According to her observation, she didn't see any unusual actions these days. Are all the rumors in previous years false?

Or are the stewards of these porridge stalls or the stewards' mothers all watching like themselves?

These two days, she inquired a little about them. Except for herself, they were all old people who had participated in porridge making in previous years.

Some people even asked her if she was the companion of the wife of emperor Shizi of Jin Dynasty. She had never seen her before because she followed her into the mansion.

This made Mother Song look embarrassed.

She only bolt should a, oneself looked for an excuse to return to the Jin palace porridge shed.

It seems that other people are familiar with the way, so they have a black eye.

After a round of porridge, the whole porridge shed became a little quiet. After the porridge shed, the coarser women gathered together to brush the pot and laugh at each other in a low voice.

At this time, a young man in a dark gray robe, like a steward, frequently went in and out of several porridge sheds nearby. He only stayed for a little while in each porridge shed, and then the person in charge of each porridge shed would send him out with a smile on his face. It was obvious that he was much more familiar with each other than most people.

Just when Mother Song silently counted to the sixth house in her heart, the young steward in grey robe passed by his porridge shed.

When she thought that the other party would come in to exchange greetings with her for a while, unexpectedly, when she was young, she just laughed at Mother Song and went on to the porridge shed in front of her.

Although she didn't know what the young steward was doing, Mother Song felt a sense of loss in her heart. It seemed that everyone else had it, just like she was missing.

Just when she felt bored and wanted to hide in the small compartment behind the porridge shed for a fire, she heard a very young and clean voice asking, "is your family a new steward?"

As soon as Mother Song looked back, she found that it was the young steward in the gray robe who was scurrying in each porridge shed just now.

Just now, she felt neglected, so there was no good look on her face“ Change your mother? " Song's mother also looked at the young man with a proud look, and then replied, "this year this porridge shed has been in my charge, how can there be a replacement?"

As soon as the manager in grey clothes heard it, he became a little happy.

"I think you are mistaken, mom." That gray clothes tube made a bow to mother song in advance, and then explained, "mother Shi was here in the past years, and I saw that mother was a little bit strange, so I came to ask."

"My surname is song, and I'm in charge of Yuyu grain company in Rongcheng county." As soon as the steward saw the impatience on Song's mother's face, he quickly introduced himself and said, "how can I call my mother?"

Mother song didn't want to pay any attention to him, but when she heard that his surname was song and that his husband's family was his own, her face relaxed a little. When she heard that the man was still in charge of the food business, her face relaxed completely.

"Unfortunately, my husband's family name is song too. People here call me mother song." Mother song looked at the young man.

"It's mother song!" When he was young, he was even more happy, "so we can still be regarded as our own family!"

Mother song gave a cool smile and didn't answer.

Just hear that young Song Guan Shi says with a smile: "I come this time, it is to pour food for our boss."

Then he made a gesture with his hand, one in and one out.

Mother song's heart was pounding.

He is worried about where to find someone, this person just came to the door?

Where is such a coincidence in this world?

She's not a child of two or three years old, and she's still on guard.

Seeing song's mother's disbelief on her face, song's steward said with a smile, "no wonder my mother doesn't believe me. I've been working on this street for at least five years."

"It's just that mother Shi was always in charge of the porridge shed in the Jin palace before," the song steward continued, with a self mocking smile on her face. "She doesn't think highly of people who do business with us, so people in the Jin palace don't recognize her

I don't know

"But mother can go to other people's porridge shed to ask, see if I am a trustworthy person."

Mother song's heart moved.

Do all the managers in the porridge shed know him?

If it's not true, he doesn't dare to talk nonsense, does he?

Thinking about the way he had just talked and laughed with other managers in other porridge sheds, Mother Song believed it a little more.

But as soon as she thought of the pile of grain to be transported in and out, it would inevitably attract people's attention. She was worried and asked: "how to do this business?"

"I'll naturally have a way to get rid of the grain when I get there. My mother doesn't have to worry about that. As for the price, it's more profitable to exchange moldy rice than old rice. I'm good at business with other families. How about adding another 10% to the market price Song steward hesitated and whispered to his mother, "but there's one thing, you can't disclose it to them, or I won't be able to get along in this business in the future."

Add 15% to the market price!

Is there such a good thing in the world? Mother song felt a little excited in her heart, but she still said to the manager, "don't bluff me. I'll go to the porridge shed next door and ask."

"Mom, just ask," said the song steward with a smile, "but it's a business that can't be seen after all. Those stewards will only tell you that they have done business with me, and I'm a trustworthy person. As for what kind of business we are doing, we all know it. You should not show your layman's intention and ask one more question. "

"You don't have to tell me the truth, I can save it." Song's mother was a little disdainful.