In Chang'an City, it's not just the East Market and the West Market that can do business. In fact, there are small markets and shops in many of them, but the East Market and the West Market are the most concentrated places. But the cluster effect of shops, even
It was also quite obvious in the Tang Dynasty, so really big merchants would inevitably open stores in the East and West Markets or the West Markets, and some even had a store on both sides.
It is naturally not easy for ordinary people to find a good house in the East and West markets.
However, for King Li Yuanjia of Han, this matter is not difficult, especially when he is still the shepherd of Yongzhou and nominally in charge of Chang'an City. The only thing that needs to be considered is whether the location of the house is good enough and the area is good enough.
Is it big enough?
but……
Just when Han Shan approached Yong Governor Shi Yangzhan and found a store in just three days, Yu Wenshiji, who heard the news, hurried to the Han Palace.
"Yuanjia has met uncle."
Standing outside the door of the living room, Li Yuanjia saw Yu Wenshi and quickly took two steps forward, holding the old man's arm: "I apologize for not being able to go out to meet my uncle!"
Li Yuanjia has always respected his uncle very much.
Not only because of the blood connection between the two, but also because of Yu Wenshiji's care for him in the past ten years. Not to mention anything else, it is the tens of thousands of acres of land under his name in Luzhou. When Li Yuanjia arrived,
Now I don’t know whether it was the money paid by the Supreme Emperor and the Crown Princess, or the uncle!
Confused, stupid and unable to distinguish clearly.
But one thing is certain for Li Yuanjia. Although he didn't meet much with Yuwen Shiji, even after returning to Chang'an. Apart from going to court, he only met a few times, but Li Yuanjia knew the reason for this.
Shiji sent his confidants to the palace many times to deliver messages, urging him to endure loneliness and endure the more than two years of filial piety, and never miss a beat...
Therefore, when Li Yuanjia saw Yu Wenshiji, he was particularly affectionate.
Seeing that Li Yuanjia was still treating him with such respect and affection, Yu Wenshiji's eyes flashed with satisfaction, but he still quickly tried to break free from his nephew's hands: "Your Majesty, let go... There is order in hierarchy, Your Majesty Wanwan
It can’t be like this.”
In terms of family ties, Li Yuanjia was a nephew, but in terms of their identities and titles, Li Yuanjia was a prince, a first-rank prince, while Yuwenshi was only a third-rank prince, not to mention that Li Yuanjia was the emperor's younger brother.
However, Li Yuanjia did not let go, but said with a smile: "Uncle, this is not outside, so we uncle and nephew don't have to be polite, right? Come in quickly and try the milk tea I asked them to make just now."
As he spoke, Li Yuanjia supported Yuwen Shiji and walked into the house.
Hearing this, Yu Wenshiji raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Milk tea? Isn't it something where goat milk and tea are mixed together? Then I have already tried it, put some green onion, ginger, and some refined salt.
It tastes even better with suet!”
"..."
The corner of his mouth twitched, and Li Yuanjia instantly lost interest in discussing with his uncle.
In fact, he can barely accept onions, ginger and refined salt. After all, everyone's tastes are like this these days, especially for old people like Yu Wenshi. It is unrealistic for you to expect him to like pure boiling water for making fried tea.
But as soon as he heard the word mutton oil, Li Yuanjia immediately felt a little pregnant...
So after secretly rolling his eyes, he quickly helped Yu Wenshiji sit down on a Taishi chair, and said with a smile: "Uncle, my milk tea only has black tea and milk, and I also add some frosting sugar, but nothing else.
Something...you can taste it later."
Although Li Yuanjia himself still likes tea, in order to cater to the tastes of people of this era, he decided to make some changes.
In order to promote tea, he had no choice.
Who makes the big guys not like drinking tea? No matter Li Shimin, Yu Wenshiji, or even Fang Xuanling, who Li Yuanjia has placed great hopes on, they don't seem to be very interested in bland tea, and they have to add something weird and weird to it.
Okay. So Li Yuanjia's compromise was to let Yu Niang and the others keep trying every day, and finally made milk tea with a taste that he could accept...
"Ahem! Ahem!"
Just as he sat down on the Grand Master's chair, Yu Wenshiji suddenly coughed for a while.
"Um?"
Seeing the old man's somewhat hard work, Li Yuanjia couldn't help but frown.
When I met Yu Wenshiji this year, his condition was obviously much worse than before. When he came in just now, his steps were already a little slow. Considering his uncle's age, there is nothing surprising. After all, this year is still in the "seventy years of life"
At the stage of "those who have passed through ancient times", Yu Wenshi and this age are already in his twilight years.
But hearing this coughing sound, Li Yuanjia still felt that something was wrong, and quickly asked: "Uncle, your body..."
"It's okay, it's just a minor problem."
Waving his hand, Yu Wenshi smiled and said: "I feel the cold, just rest for a few days... Your Majesty, I heard from my servant that you want to buy a shop in Dongshi?"
"……really!"
He secretly smiled bitterly, but Li Yuanjia nodded with a smile on his face and said: "Yes, we have found a good place. It only costs more than a thousand dollars, which is quite cheap."
After hearing what Li Yuanjia said, his brows suddenly furrowed, and Yu Wenshiji asked: "What did you buy it for? Isn't it for business? Do you still want to sell those thirteen incense?"
"Haha, how could that happen?"
Shaking his head, Li Yuanjia smiled and said: "There are at least four or five companies selling thirteen incense in Chang'an City now, and I have no interest in getting involved. Uncle, you also know that I have a papermaking workshop with an annual output of more than 100,000
It’s just a blank piece of paper, Prince Han’s Palace alone can’t use that much…”
"Ah? You want to sell paper?"
He was a little surprised, but after listening to Li Yuanjia's words, Yu Wenshiji's face still didn't look good.
It sounds better than selling thirteen incense, but is that still not business?
Although he didn't want his nephew to be involved in the political whirlpool, it didn't mean that he was willing to watch Li Yuanjia become a businessman! Especially when he bought a house in Dongshi so openly, he didn't even think about it.
Finding a servant to cover it up made him really angry!
So he furrowed his brows and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, even selling paper is not enough. If this spreads out, wouldn't it make people laugh?"
"this……"
Smiling helplessly, Li Yuanjia said: "Uncle, isn't it?"
"Huh? Why not?"
After glaring at Li Yuanjia, Yu Wenshiji said earnestly: "You are a prince of the Tang Dynasty and your status is extremely respected. How can you do such a businessman's business? If there is something in your family that needs money..."
"No, no, it's not a lack of money!"
Before Yu Wenshi could finish speaking, Li Yuanjia quickly shook his head and said: "Uncle, this is really not about money... Let me tell you this, I want to open a shop to sell paper, just to make more products.