"I'm really unlucky today. The young lady from the Yue family came to Tanzhou and wanted to use me to build a bridge to see King Jin. She and her family didn't know if it was an idea. I got scolded by my mother-in-law because of this."
Yin Xiao immediately sharpened his knife: "I'll teach her a lesson."
"That's not necessary," Song Huiyue wiped her fingers, "Why do you think Prince Jin is so popular?"
The bamboo strips patted Yinxiao's knees, and he replied: "Because he is the prince."
Song Huiyue nodded, then shook her head: "He is good-looking."
Then she took a closer look at the tanned Yin Xiao: "You are good-looking too."
Yin Xiao looked away, covering up his red face, and responded vaguely.
Song Huiyue spit out the plum core and asked him, "How much money have you saved?"
"Qian Lai Guan."
"Okay, what are you going to do with so much money?"
Yin Xiao thought about it seriously: "Marry a wife and start a family."
Song Huiyue burst into laughter: "Which good girl do you like?"
Yinxiao closed her mouth tightly and stopped answering. She waited until Song Huiyue yawned and continued to compose bamboo strips, then opened her mouth and sang a folk song.
"The moon shines crescent over Jiuzhou, some families are happy and some are sad, some couples are living under tents, some are wandering in other states..."
His voice was low, with the unique hoarseness of a young man, and he flew steadily from the back garden into the backyard.
Aunt Wang was watching Song Qinghui dig out the ant holes. After hearing the song, she laughed and said, "It's a pity that there is no copper pipa or iron pipa to match him."
Aunt Lin hummed: "What kind of wooden board do you want? I don't use a ruby wooden board when I sing. Only people with unpleasant voices need a seventy-seven or eighty-eight wooden board to match."
Without waiting for Aunt Wang to refute, she raised her voice in a refreshing voice: "A sister has met two men. You are jealous and I am honored. Sister, if you defeat the tiger, let's eat a piece of meat. It's better to take turns to catch a gate."
Look. There is no need to argue about having an affair. There are five more watches in the evening. During the busy month, I will listen to you and supervise the work, and we will have fun on both sides."
The song flew out of the Song family and was drowned in the din of carriages and horses.
The pedestrians gradually left, the golden crow fell to the west, and the jade rabbit rose to the east. Huang Wenqiu asked his servant to carry a load of wine and fruit to Li's house.
Li Wenjing, the tea warehouse clerk, was inviting tea in the front hall.
Huang Wenqiu gave the gift, exchanged some pleasantries, sat down, and said to Li Shishi: "Wenqiu came to pay homage rashly, so there is a lot of trouble. I came today for the sake of tea, and I have to work with you."
Li Sishi said: "We are acquaintances. This is not difficult. We can do it when Qi Cangsi comes back."
Huang Wenqiu paused while holding the teacup: "I dare not ask, isn't Mr. Qi with the prince? Why haven't you replied yet?"
Li Sishi shook his head: "He has to inspect the rice barn, so he will be late for a few days."
Huang Wenqiu immediately felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him, and couldn't help but said: "I am in a hurry when it comes to tea drinking. Can you be accommodating?"
A few days later, the day lilies will be cold.
He has calculated that he can earn at least 5,000 yuan from the Ten Dragons Group.
Li Sishi smiled and said: "This is not difficult. After all, you recognize Yin but not the person. Since you are in a hurry, just find another tea merchant to buy Yin. As long as you are willing to pay, you can buy it."
As soon as Qi Cangsi took office, he completely controlled the salt and tea affairs, and even scraped away an inch of the land.
Huang Wenqiu smiled bitterly.
If the tea drink was easy to buy, he wouldn't have asked Song Huiyue in the first place, and the merchant on Qinfeng Road wouldn't have refused to pay back the price either.
Farewell to Li Sishi, he still couldn't let go of this business.
Because I was preoccupied, I was much slower on the way home, my eyes wandering, and suddenly I saw Jiang Qian drinking tea outside.
After taking two steps forward, I realized that Jiang Gan was not alone. There was a young man sitting next to him. His clothes were not old, but they were made of good materials that cost money and labor. There was a boy standing behind him, pouring wine obediently. .
Huang Wenqiu secretly scolded Jiang Gan for not keeping his word. He promised to reply tomorrow and would start looking for other buyers today.
He quietly snorted over, silently made tea gestures with the bartender, and listened intently to what the two of them were talking about. As soon as Jiang Qian broke his promise, he would immediately come out to share the benefits.
It happened that he was short of tea.
Jiang Gan raised his glass and said, "Brother Song, among us, you have a bright future."
You Song held the cup and smiled: "It doesn't matter now, it's my future if I can go to Beijing in the future."
"Then even if I give birth to two more legs, I won't be able to keep up with my brother."
"The prince will never stay with us forever, so I will follow him. Right now I am trying to find a way to become an official in the prince's palace."
"Then who do you have to ask for? Brother, please tell me too. Don't worry, I have no money, so I'll just listen to my pleasure."
"Now I'm hooking up with Xie Yanei, and I'm going to slowly immerse myself in him first. On his father's birthday, the tenth day of July next month, I'll give him a generous gift. I'm not afraid of not being able to do it."
Jiang Gan gave a thumbs up: "Brother, this is really it."
You Song chuckled proudly: "There is only one problem now. Xie Changshi is from Kyoto and has never seen any good things. Although I have money, I don't know what to give to people's hearts."
Jiang Gan patted his thigh: "Brother, I have it."
He lowered his head and approached You Song and said secretly: "I know someone has Long Tuan in their hands. It's a really good product. It's a pity that there is no tea guide. I'm looking for a reliable middleman to bring the goods out."
You Song said: "Seriously?"
"Brother, don't believe it. If you have a tea guide, I will sell it to you directly."
Jiang Gan's voice became even lower, his head almost buried in You Song's arms. His voice was barely audible. Huang Wenqiu only heard, "There is a ball of...snow...wonderful..."
Just hearing these words made his heart tremble.
Among these ten dragon groups, it is very likely that there is a "Dragon Garden Shengsue" hidden in it.
This tea is made from silver-threaded ice buds. It is shaped like a needle, white as snow, bright and clear. There is a small dragon snaking on top of the teapot, so it is named Longyuan Shengxue.
A thousand pieces of money, only for the royal family.
None of them had seen this kind of tea, and Jiang Gan had never even heard of it, so they only knew that this tea tasted like snow.
Whoever buys it is getting a huge bargain. Even if you don't sell it, you can just keep it at home.
It's a pity that there is no tea.
Reluctantly putting his heart back to its original position, he returned home in confusion.
His family originally lived in the outer city, but after becoming a tea merchant, they moved to the inner city, where they lived in a seven-story house with many servants, carriages and horses, making them very wealthy.
Sitting alone on the couch, he thought to himself: "As long as I'm careful... take it and don't sell it. I'll sell it later when I have tea... It's okay not to sell it, these ten kinds of tea , I can afford it.”
With these ten teas, he can collect whatever tea he wants in the future, even if he doesn't sell tea for a year or two.
It's just that the origin of this tea is not good. If the government pursues it closely, it will implicate itself.
Thinking of this, Huang Wenqiu gritted his teeth - forget it.
He comforted himself again: "If you have tea but don't drink it, it's private tea. If you don't drink enough tea, it's private tea. Don't waste your life because of it."
There was also Song Huiyue's mad dog, so he couldn't give him any excuses on his own. The marriage was more important at the moment.