The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 349 Chapter 349: Entering Beijing (6)

Tea shop, is naturally a place to drink tea.

The tea shops under the sky are basically the same tone. If you want to stand out from the same, you must have your own unique style.

This tea shop is undoubtedly the leader in the same industry. After developing diversified projects, not only can you drink tea, you can also see Miaoman's dancers and dances, and taste high-quality wine. You can also paint in the lobby with pen and ink, or display calligraphy, or show your painting skills. There will also be poetry meetings at three or five.

Of course, real celebrities are not so inviting.

As a result, the tea shop settled for the second best, and although the "celebrities" invited to it did not have any great reputation, they did have some talents.

Xu Yan calmly talked to the maid for a few words, and figured out the daily routine of this tea shop.

"Whether the tea shop is bragging or making a show, the pens and inks provided by others are all boutiques." Jiang Yanji and Xu Yan picked a secluded private room. The two sat opposite each other. The tea stove had raised the aroma and the room was clean and tidy. There are also high-level paintings hanging on the wall, and the identity of the person who set the money is mostly extraordinary. "This alone is enough to attract a lot of talented scholars."

Don't look at Jiang Xiji who uses bamboo paper for word practice. It seems that this thing is flooded. Actually?

In Xu Yi's words, his family's Langjun did not practice writing on bamboo paper, but a piece of gold paper, pure gold!

Due to production restrictions, the rare and expensive items are sold at a price that is not affordable to the ordinary Hanmen Dai people.

Even the Gaomen clan is only eligible for potential stocks with high status and excellent quality.

Xu Yan's eyes have naturally improved in Liufu over the years.

The ink provided by this tea shop is the best Cangzhou Meng ink; the pen used is also a very precious fine pen; as for the paper, the famous Hejian bamboo paper, the world is known to Kyushu, and the price is the same as its reputation Unattainable; Huantai is still one of the best.

Ink pen and paper, four things gathered together, can that ordinary people provide?

Not to mention a tea shop!

"I don't know who is the master of gold behind this tea shop ..." If it had been in the past, Xu Yan would definitely be attracted by such a pomp, but bamboo paper is the white moonlight in the hearts of many scholars, nowadays ... his monthly share can be There is a whole knife of bamboo paper. Where is this rare? "This tea shop doesn't look like a place to drink tea seriously. Not to mention anything else, it's just the value of the ink paper ..."

Having said that, Xu Yan shook his head.

Where is the tea for a small price, clearly drinking gold and silver.

"So, the master of gold behind people is not really pitted, but he has a lot of money, but he has big ambitions." Jiang Yanji laughed and made a cup of tea for herself. After drinking for so many years, she was also used to add various spices in the tea Now, "What kind of Xiaoyu guess?"

Xu Zheng said, "The question of Lang Jun is underestimated. No matter how the times change, the nature of the businessmen in the world will not change. The world is full of benefits, the world is full of benefits. It ’s natural to invest such a huge amount of money, of course, there are plans, and the plans are very large. However, I don't know which royal relative of this owner ...

If it is not the relatives of the imperial family or the ministers of the court and the wild, who has the right to open a tea shop in the best part of Shanghai?

Even if they are qualified to open, there are only a handful of people who have the financial resources to keep the tea shop running.

But for a moment, the two thought of the same goal.

Glancing at each other.

Jiang Yanji said, "I just looked around the hall downstairs. The paintings and paintings hanging on it, some of them have very strong identities, and some of them have no family name or rely on the ancestor's name. They have the advantage of a surname ..."

There are two types of people that Jiang Yanji said: Gaomenshi and Hanmen Dai.

The former has a small proportion and the latter has a relatively high proportion.

The Gaomen clan, fighting dad and ancestors, can easily lie down and become a superior. Even if they are lonely, they will still be respected and admired by the world. Most of them come to tea shops for entertainment and relaxation, even if they leave pen and ink for a while. Rise.

The Hanmen Dai children are different. They have too few opportunities to get ahead. This tea shop provides a pretty good platform.

Even if you can't make a name for it and leave your best pen and ink, you will feel happy when you compare with others.

Jiang Yanji looked around just now, and faintly found the abacus behind the tea shop.

"No accident, it should be King Changshou." Xu Yan calmly.

"I guess it's him too. In the year of the evaluation, he invited all scholars to the poetry fair, and generously borrowed the famous Tangquan House to entertain those scholars for free. The intention of attracting them was obvious." Jiang Yanji said, " They closed the land in Zhangzhou and Rao Minfeng, and the family members who supported him were also rich. It took him a little money to make a small tea shop, but for him, it was only nine cents.

The tea shop provides a fair platform for scholars to show their talents. No matter the high door or the cold door, they can enjoy the pen, ink, and paper here.

No matter what small abacus people have in mind, at least he does provide benefits. Even if he ca n’t find amazing potential stocks, he also earns the goodwill of young scholars. If he is lucky to get one, it ’s a big profit. Send it.

In this era of extremely backward communication technology, a think tank that can win thousands of miles is comparable to thousands of troops!

No one is a fool, so Changshou Wang is naturally willing to do so.

Of course, this is what Jiang Yanji and Xu Yan can see. As for whether other ordinary people can see it, then I don't know.

When the waitress brought the tea, Jiang Zhuangji asked if nothing happened, this tea shop is indeed an industry under the name of King Changshou.

Seeing this, she could only shake her head secretly.

The ambition of King Changshou is so obvious. The man in Shangyang Palace is still drunk and dreaming of death, and he ca n’t wait to die in a woman ...

The gap between the brothers is so obvious that I don't want to come out of it.

Jiang Yanji took a sip of tea, and the taste was long-lasting.

"It's really good tea, I hope the tea is not expensive, otherwise I can only mortgage you here and find a chance to get away ..."

As she drank, she suddenly sighed, the tea in Xu Yi's mouth almost sipped into the lung tube.

She was about to tease Xu Yan, and with the tip of her ear moving, she quickly dropped the tea cup and motioned Xu Yan to stop coughing.

He could only cover his mouth with difficulty, narrowing his eyes flushed with red, pitiful physical tears.

"What, what--"

It took a while for him to slow down and ask Jiang Yanji what happened.

Jiang Yanji said calmly, "There is movement next door."

Then, she tiptoed closer to the corner of Yajian, squatting to listen to the corner of the corner, and saw Xu Yan's expression cracked.

(End of this chapter)