Chapter two hundred and ninety seventh: a coincidence
Tian Minyan now understands Fang Yu's enthusiasm and cannot resist his warm invitation. Tian Minyan and others had no choice but to give up the idea of staying in an inn and follow him to stay in Fang's villa.
Fang Yu's eldest brother had long heard that they were coming, so he did not go out to meet friends to discuss knowledge. He only stayed in the house to study. When his servants said that the young master was back, he came out to welcome them.
"Brother Fang." Seeing Fang Yu, Tian Minyan hurriedly saluted. She looked up and saw the seventeen-year-old boy dressed in Tsing Yi, with a clear smile and a tall and straight posture. He looked like he was in his good years.
"How polite." Fang Yu smiled and raised his hand.
After everyone greeted each other, they had tea and talked in the reception hall. Fang Xian heard about their trip to Beiyuan, so he took the gold-gilt post from Tian Minrui's hand and opened it.
"As the saying goes, it's better to be early than to be late. You just happened to catch up today. You know, this is not a good thing often." Fang Xian glanced at the post in his hand and said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Tian Minrui and the others looked at each other and asked hurriedly.
"Although there are posts like this in Beiyuan from time to time, it doesn't mean that there are always banquets like this. It's like going to a gambling house to buy the size. The chance of winning is much smaller than buying the size." Fang
Xian smiled lightly and said: "The reason why Beiyuan's business has always been so good is actually this. You never know when such a good thing will happen. If you want to encounter it, you have to go there every day.
Guard. So, this guy with some money has become a frequent visitor to Beiyuan. In fact, it’s just to get a post like this."
Making friends with powerful people is what eleven out of ten businessmen want, so invitations like this are very rare. In the eyes of those people who lurk around every day, Tian Minyan and the others are really lucky.
"No wonder, we also went to that place to eat last time, but there was no such post." Fang Yu suddenly realized after listening to his elder brother's words. He felt strange. Why was there no post when we went back? It turned out to be
so.
Tian Minyan also understood that it turned out to be like this. It was just like gambling. Beiyuan had a way to make friends with powerful people and would also give opportunities, but this opportunity did not come often. It depends on whether you are lucky. Therefore, rich people would
Frequently going to Beiyuan for shopping is nothing more than trying to get lucky.
Besides, although Beiyuan is expensive, the products are not inferior, and the service is not bad either. It can be regarded as a high-end enjoyment. People who are not short of money and are willing to spend money will naturally not be stingy with the ten or two.
Such enjoyment.
"So you are lucky." Fang Xian said with a smile.
Tian Minyan smiled faintly and said, "It's just that I planted a willow tree unintentionally."
They never thought about pursuing such a goal, but they didn't expect that there would be such a harvest. Is this an unexpected surprise? Unfortunately, Tian Minyan didn't have such thoughts.
It’s not that she is pretending to be noble, but she clearly understands that this is just a gimmick by the merchant. To put it bluntly, it is just a marketing strategy. So what if I just gave you a post? If you really go to that opera house, you will really see the real powerful people.
?I’m afraid it’s also the chance of buying the Mark Six lottery, right?
It is not easy to break into the circle of powerful people. They insist on their noble status and disdain to associate with businessmen who are full of money. Even if you are rich and powerful, even if you are an imperial businessman, business is business. No matter where you are born, no matter how rich you are, you will still be there.
Not as good as a poor scholarly family.
So why do some people have to take the imperial examination despite having a hard time? The Fang family is also a wealthy family, and Fang Xian has also passed the imperial examination, but why does Mrs. Fang still insist on sending Fang Yu to school?
It is because of one's origin. In this feudal world where superiority and inferiority are clearly distinguished, origin is very important. In modern times, it is said that knowledge changes destiny. In ancient times, it was the imperial examination that changed destiny!
Fang Xian seemed to see the disdain in Tian Minyan's heart, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid this time it won't be like in the past, just providing a platform. I heard that Prince Jiajun came to Qingzhou Mansion recently, and this pear garden is his annex. If
If you go, you might actually be able to meet him. If you're lucky, you might be able to fall in his favor and rise to prominence."
"Brother Fang wants to go?" Tian Minyan looked at him, pursed her lips at the post in his hand and said, "Invite a few classmates and go together."
Fang Xian was stunned, raised the post in his hand and said, "Aren't you going? This is a rare and good opportunity."
"Brother Fang, we are only twelve years old, and we don't know how to taste wine. What are we going to do there? Even if we meet Prince Jia, we can't talk to each other. It's just causing chaos. Brother Fang said
Different, you are about to take the Chunwei exam, there are many ways to get to know more people." Tian Minyan looked indifferent, and it seemed that she really didn't want to go.
After hearing this, Fang Xian looked like he was vehemently condemning the gods, and said with a smile: "Do you know how many people can buy such a post? Even if you sell it, I'm afraid someone will buy it for a hundred taels.
.”
Opportunities to make friends with powerful people were hard to come by. Whether Tian Minyan and the others were really ignorant or something, he felt that it was a pity for them.
Tian Minyan and the others did not expect this, so they jokingly said: "That's fine, we can just think that we have paid the rent for living here."
"That's more than enough." Fang Xian exclaimed, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Although it is a flower appreciation and wine tasting party, I heard that the pear orchard is also a rare and beautiful scenery. Even if you don't eat and drink, you can still go and have fun.
You really don’t want to go?”
Tian Minyan hesitated for a while, looked at Tian Minrui and others and asked, "Brother, do you want to go?"
Tian Minrui was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and said: "I see that the people eating in Beiyuan today are all very well-dressed. Maybe their families have some wealth. I think they have one or two businesses at home. If so, you can go and see them."
Look, after all, we don’t know many people here. If we want to open a shop here in the future, we have to open up a circle. If we recognize one or two people there, it will be better than now."
"We listen to the girl." Xie Chengzhong and Liang Darong were very stubborn.
"Chengzhi is right. The wine appreciation parties held a few times ago have actually contributed to the business relationships of several companies." Fang Xian glanced at Tian Minrui and thought that this child is also very attentive, just like his younger brother.
, seems to be someone who likes to do business.
Tian Minyan pursed her lips. In fact, she also felt that this kind of party could be regarded as a kind of business reception, but they were not a big family, at most they were a small family, and they did not have the capital to discuss big business with others for the time being.
However, in this case, there is no harm in going and taking a look. Learning more about this world and connecting with it will always be good or bad.
"In that case, let us country bumpkins go and experience it." Tian Minyan smiled and said to Fang Xian: "Brother Fang, you also invite two classmates to join us."
Fang Xian smiled and nodded, asking Fang Yu to take a few people down to settle down while he went to take care of the banquet tonight.
The author said, can mood be contagious when writing an article? Suddenly I feel like a deflated rubber ball, without passion, ugh~
