A new restaurant opened in Xingqing Mansion during this period.
The restaurant is located in the most prosperous area of the city, only five miles away from the Yimen Gate where civil and military officials of the DPRK and China go in and out when going to court. This area is very rich in land.
If this were just the case, it wouldn't be too unusual. After all, Xixia was located in a strategic location, and there were many wealthy merchants traveling from north to south who spent a lot of money.
However, the strange thing is that this restaurant only accepts at most three guests a day.
It is said that with such a huge investment, one must hope that the business will be prosperous and the guests will come in so that the money can be recovered quickly and profits will be made. However, this strange rule directly reduces the possibility of profit to a very low level. Of course, ordinary people will definitely think that since the guests
The restaurant is limited, and the food and wine are certainly not cheap. However, the strange thing is that according to people who have been to the restaurant, the prices are only a little more expensive than outside.
What's even more surprising is that the selection of guests in this restaurant is also very random, ranging from peddlers and lackeys to princes and generals, and even beggars on the roadside. There is no rule at all, and the main thing is a willful one.
But the person who came today is a little bit special.
Accompanied by Helian Tieshu, Xixia Salt and Iron Envoy Zhang Cheng came to this restaurant with an extremely willful behavior. There were two Shangguan and a highly skilled personal guard, which was exactly three people.
As for why they are so observant of the rules, of course it's not because these two are easy to talk to, but because it is said that the owner of this restaurant has an extremely weird temper. In the past, there were people who boasted about their martial arts skills or their high status, and tried to break through, but the results were very bad.
Afterwards, the restaurant continued to operate as usual without any damage.
Not long after Zhang Cheng sat down, Helian Tieshu left with some excuse, leaving only him and his entourage.
At the end of the meal, Helian Tieshu still did not return. Zhang Cheng did not care, but repeatedly praised the wine and food for their novelty and unique flavor, which could not be tasted in this bitter cold land in the north, so he ordered his entourage to invite the cook to show up.
After a while, the entourage returned with a strange look on his face. The door opened, and two girls in beautiful clothes came in from the door one after another. They bowed gently to Zhang Cheng and said hello. They behaved calmly, like
He was used to such scenes and was not surprised at all by the identity of the other party.
The sudden appearance of a girl in beautiful clothes in front of him made Zhang Cheng's eyes light up. Just as he was about to say a few words of praise, he heard one of the girls in red say with a smile: "My young master has set up another table in the backyard. Please come over and talk about it."
Zhang Cheng was hesitating, but the accompanying guards noticed his master's concerns and quickly scolded him: "Nonsense, your status is so honorable, how can it be that any young master of your family can see you whenever he wants?"
The girl in red sneered: "Not to mention a mere salt and iron envoy, even if he is the emperor, my young master can see him whenever he wants."
The follower was furious when he heard this. He turned the three fingers of his right hand into claws and used a big move to grab the girl in red's shoulder. Zhang Cheng was stunned for a moment. He was about to tell his men not to be reckless, but he saw the girl in red just gently hit her.
Taking a side step to avoid the grasp, Qian Qiansu reached out her hand and lightly brushed the follower's wrist with three fingers. She saw that the follower's wrist hung down softly as if it had lost its life.
Zhang Cheng was horrified and moved. He never expected that this beautiful girl who looked weak and weak could possess such a high level of martial arts. The most powerful bodyguard in his house could not even make a single move in the opponent's hands.
But after all, he had been in a high position for a long time. After the initial panic, he quickly calmed down and scolded his guards in a deep voice: "Don't be rude! Don't back down!"
The guard looked ashamed and stepped aside. The girl in the green shirt smiled sweetly and said to Zhang Cheng, "Sister A'Zhu is a bit impatient. Didn't you scare the adults?"
A moment later, inside an elegant house.
When Murong Fu saw Zhang Cheng coming in, he stood up to greet him and said with a smile, "I have heard about Mr. Zhang for a long time. I am honored to meet him today."
Zhang Cheng saw that the young man opposite looked no more than twenty-seven or eighty-year-old. He was dressed in a fox fur coat and dressed like a rich man. He was born in a wealthy family, handsome, and had an extraordinary bearing. In the cold winter, the charcoal fire in the house heated up the whole room.
It was warm as spring, and a table of exquisite dishes was still steaming.
Zhang Cheng was previously frightened by the martial arts of the beautiful girl in red, but now he saw the magnanimity of Young Master in Jin Yi. The previous arrogance in his heart was long gone, and he quickly clasped his fists in return and said: "I have never asked Young Master Gao for advice.
Daiming? Why did you invite Zhang to come here today?"
Murong Fu smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he took out a well-made token and slid it along the table to Zhang Cheng.
Zhang Cheng took the token, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said slightly, "This young master comes from the Zhennan Palace of Dali? But I don't know what the relationship between His Highness the Prince of Zhennan and the young master is?"
Murong Fu pointed out to A'Zhu with a smile: "This is the daughter of His Highness the King of Zhennan, and I'm going to visit the Northland with you this time."
Zhang Cheng was horrified and moved. He never expected that the girl with strong martial arts skills was actually the daughter of the King of Zhennan in Dali. However, the next scene surprised him even more. He saw the beautiful girl in red bowing to the young master in brocade.
, Blessed Yifu said: "My slave, please retire first."
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, please step back now."
Although Dali is a small country, it depends on who you compare with. The daughter of King Zhennan is also a princess, and she actually calls herself a slave in front of this young master in brocade clothes!
Zhang Cheng became even more curious about the identity of the mysterious young master in front of him.
Murong Fu saw what the other party was thinking, but he didn't want to say anything more on this topic at the moment. Instead, he said straight to the point: "Master Zhang is here today to discuss a business deal."
If it had been anyone else, Zhang Cheng would have left in a hurry at this moment, but this young man obviously had a lot of background, so what he said could not be taken lightly, so he showed the demeanor of someone who has been in a position of power for a long time: "Oh? I didn't know that the young master wanted to marry him.
How big of a deal are you talking about?"
He deliberately said the word "how old" very strongly, and the meaning in his tone was self-evident. In his opinion, the young man in front of him was probably the prince of Zhennan. He didn't know the importance, and ran out to have fun behind the back of the king of Zhennan.
That's all, just like some descendants of Xixia aristocratic families.
Murong Fu smiled and said slowly: "At the beginning of the founding of Daxia, there was an agreement with the Song Dynasty. The Song court invested in Daxia to purchase 100,000 tons of green salt produced in Daxia every year. Is there such a thing?"
Zhang Cheng was stunned, but he didn't know what the other party meant by suddenly mentioning this old incident.
Murong Fu continued: "As far as I know, the business of one hundred thousand dans of green salt has been run by Mr. Zhang's family for many years, right?"
"Actually, except for the first few years, the Song Dynasty has never purchased enough 100,000 dans of green salt from Daxia. And during the border battle between Song and Xia last year, the border sales between the two countries have not been restored to this day.
Right?"
"What I want to discuss with Mr. Zhang is the business of one hundred thousand dans of green salt."