Huang Wenqiu did not see Song Huiyue, but looked at the idler beside him, Jiang Qian.
Jiang Qian and he were classmates once, and they were also poor scholars who failed in the rankings. However, he became prosperous, but Jiang Qian lost his future. He drank and had fun with the idle children in Tanzhou City to make ends meet.
"Brother, it's been a long time," Jiang Gan wiped his sweat and bowed, flattering Huang Wenqiu with a smile on his face, "When I saw you from a distance, I thought you were a member of some aristocratic family, noble and noble."
Huang Wenqiu didn't like others saying he was rich, so he asked him to sit down with a smile: "Why are you here today?"
Jiang Gan sat down, ordered a bowl of salty tea, and drank a few sips: "Brother, I came here to see you."
"Is something wrong?"
Jiang Gan put his head in front of Huang Wenqiu: "Do you want a dragon group?"
Huang Wenqiu's heart skipped a beat. She looked up at him and lowered her voice and asked, "Where did you come from?"
Dragon Tuan is the most popular tea in the world, and it is the tribute tea among the tea teas. One teapot has one brew, and one teacup has four hundred strings.
Jiancha rarely sells on Guangnan East Road, Guangnan West Road, or Fujian Road. Once it does, the price will double.
Huang Wenqiu has never seen it before.
Jiang Gan came closer and said, "I don't know which group of Jiang thieves came out of the frost. Now there are ten kuai coming to our place. Each kuai only costs 200 guan."
Huang Wenqiu's eyes suddenly lit up.
In order to save interest money, some tea merchants directly traded jewelry in the tea mountains to sell private tea. Jiang thieves took advantage of this loophole and exchanged the stolen goods for tea.
These defrosted tea leaves are often very cheap and very profitable.
"Brother, please don't say anything. If that person wasn't familiar with this place and was afraid of being taken out, so he didn't dare to take action rashly, this thing would have been gone long ago."
"let me think again."
"What's there to think about giving money? We all know the basics. I have the skills and you have the tea guide. It's very easy to build a tea with ten pieces of money. Let's make a fortune together. I'll be the middle man. You give me one hundred pieces of money. That’s fine.”
"It's not a polite thing after all. I'll think about it again."
Jiang Gan stood up in disappointment: "Okay, then you can give me a confirmation tomorrow morning. After the morning, I will go find someone else."
Seeing Jiang Gan disappear in a flash, Huang Wenqiu felt his mouth was dry and drank all the tea in the bowl in one breath.
Usually, after selling tea, he would take the tea cup and go with the ship, selling it along the way without paying any taxes.
But this time, he was afraid that Song Huiyue would act rogue. After distributing tea at the tea farm, he sold the tea and tea leaves to a merchant on Qinfeng Road at a high price.
Now I went to see Li Wenjing, the tea warehouse clerk, to pay the official silver, but it was too late to get another one. Qi Cangsi went with the King of Jin to the county to see the early rice, but no one stamped it.
He was feeling regretful when he suddenly frowned and looked at Song Qinghui who came out of the corner.
Song Qinghui held a wooden stick and squeezed in among the women buying fish. He stretched his head and looked in curiously.
The wooden stick stuffed the skirt of the woman in front into the crack of her buttocks.
The woman turned around and slapped him. He lowered his head in tears, threw away the stick, stretched out his hands, and pulled the skirt out of the woman's buttocks.
This time I received another slap in the ear and a scolding.
Huang Wenqiu sneered, unable to conceal his disgust, and cursed: "Idiot."
The Song family is useless.
Song Huiyuekong has skin, Song Qinghui is a fool, and the wife of the Chen family does not go around the palace of the Jin Dynasty.
He wanted to see what Song Huiyue would do to him if he didn't propose marriage.
After taking a sip of tea, he looked up again and saw Yin Xiao emerging from nowhere.
Yin Xiao was wearing a new maroon red shirt, rolled-up trousers, and old straw sandals. He stepped forward to receive Song Qinghui and admitted his mistake together.
The woman continued to scold her, but he didn't retort. He just used his foot to trip her up and knocked her to the ground.
The woman raised her head and looked up from below, and saw a sharp knife dazzling in his sleeve, and she swallowed all her complaints.
Yin Xiao took Song Qinghui to the store as if there was no one around, glanced at Huang Wenqiu, and without looking at him, he picked a table and chair next to him and sat down.
He asked the bartender for two bowls of sweet wine, as well as rice cakes, soaked bayberry, crispy snails, and sweet lychees.
Instead, Song Qinghui called Huang Wenqiu his cousin.
Huang Wenqiu did not agree, and there was a burst of ridicule in his heart: "Yin Xiao looks bluffing, but in fact he is just a young boy, eating these sweet and greasy things at the same table as Song Qinghui.
"Then he snorted again: "A servant is so generous, it seems that my money is an advantage to him!"
He was thinking over and over in his mind, while Yin Xiao was eating and drinking without any trouble.
When Aunt Lin came to find it, the snails were already in the second box.
"Ancestor!" Aunt Lin didn't even have time to wipe away her sweat, and hugged Song Qinghui into her arms, "Where have you gone? If I lose you, I won't be alive! Don't run around anymore, you hear me! If you don't obey me, you
My sister doesn’t like you anymore.”
Song Qinghui puffed up his cheeks and nodded hurriedly.
"Yin Xiao, when did you come?" Aunt Lin rubbed Song Qinghui's hand before looking at Yin Xiao, "Thanks to you, I'll settle the account."
Yin Xiao immediately said to the bartender: "I want two more bowls of sweet wine, a box of snails, and a pack of salted bayberries."
Aunt Lin followed him to order, turned around and looked around. When she saw Huang Wenqiu, she snorted again from her nose and rolled her eyes.
"I just said that my eyelids were twitching today, so I should be here. The ungrateful little hozen, the shameless little thief, when I didn't even have a fart to eat, thousands of relatives came to visit me, which made our family's friendship flourish.
, he didn’t even come to the door.”
Her voice was loud and clear, and everyone looked at her.
Huang Wenqiu's angry face was as green as a winter melon. He couldn't be scolded or beaten. He could only stand up, dust off his sleeves, say "shrew" and run away.
As soon as I walked under the observation pole, I saw a group of people and horses galloping from the undulating rice fields in the distance.
"Prince Jin!"
"It's Prince Jin!"
The girls in Manxin Pavilion came forward one after another, squeezed to the railing, and looked south.
I saw people and horses in neat order. In the front were four teams of guards, in the middle were a group of helpers from the palace, as well as the chamberlains, and behind were the same four teams of guards, surrounding Jin Wang Li Shouming like stars holding the moon.
Li Shouming is twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and amiable, and naturally noble. He wears a jade crown with lotus petals on his head, a purple robe with one corner tied around his waist, a goldfish bag around his waist, and fine silk trousers.
Holding a riding whip, he rides a snow-white river horse.
The white horse is very impressive. Once it is ridden, it will sweep away the dust, and soon there will be only a trail of dust left behind.
The girls did not expect to see Prince Jin, so they were immediately excited and chattered about Prince Jin.
The King of Jin is full of stories, including the queen who died suddenly, the doting concubine Zhang Guifei, the powerful Zhang family, and the ruthless bandits he encountered when he came to Tanzhou from the capital, all of which can be talked about.
Especially the marriage of King Jin.
It's embarrassing to talk about it. When he was in the capital, the queen chose Yue Zhongtai's eldest daughter as his concubine. Before he could make it clear, the queen was gone.
This girl was later appointed to King Yan as his concubine, and now she has a son.
As for King Jin, up to now, there is no intention to grant a marriage in the palace, and the position of King Jin's concubine has always been vacant.
And King Jin himself seemed to have no intention of asking for marriage.