Chapter 939

The sky is high and the emperor is far away. What the common people want is not who is the emperor, who is the emperor is the same for them, they just want to eat and clothe, it is as simple as that.

"I really can't see it."

The young man rolled up his sleeves lightly, "Let's go in first to see if this fragrance is really as good as the rumors say?"

"Yes, son."

The little servant was busy and happily followed behind the young son, letting the warm sunshine fall on them. Although it was still cold and shivering, his heart was hot, how could he still feel cold? coming?

They strode forward, and they were infected by the people here without realizing it.

Yipinxiang opened when it was most conspicuous, and after a few steps forward, it had already arrived.

Just when it arrived, the three words of Yipinxiang were as bright as a few words, and the eyes of the people who were added were also dyed a layer of light gold.

"Sir, silver."

The servant rubbed his hands, silver, silver, lots and lots of silver.

"It's a fragrance."

The young man slapped the little servant on the head, "What nonsense, you want to spend money wherever you go, philistine."

"Master, aren't you a philistine?"

The little servant touched his head, and he wanted to laugh at a hundred steps after ten steps. Who is a famous miser, not the one in front of him.

The young master picked up the fan again, and the servant quickly hugged his head. He knew that he couldn't talk nonsense any more, or his head would be swollen after a while.

However, the young master retracted his fan and walked towards Yipinxiang with square steps.

As soon as he entered, the oncoming heat also made his whole body feel relaxed.

He took off his hat, and the slight heat came towards him, which was indeed very pleasing.

And he just stood here for a few breaths, passing by him, I don't know how many people there are, two floors up and down, the bottom is the spices, and the top is some rouge gouache and the like. .

On the top of the wooden frame, there is a sign with the price written on it.

The spices of Yipinxiang are all clearly marked, and they are definitely innocent.

While watching the young man, he also remembered that in this world, only this fragrance dared to do this. He was looking from the bottom to the top. The spices below were cheaper, but they were not ordinary people. He can afford it, and the higher he goes up, the more expensive he becomes. At the top, there is a bottle of 120,000 taels.

And even so, there are still a few bottles missing, and it was bought by someone.

Who in this world can use ten thousand liang of incense, who says there is none?

As long as people can put it out, someone will buy it, and there will be many more.

Rare is precious, and sometimes what they earn is not just a bottle of spice, but a name.

The young man walked over to the shopkeeper and smiled without saying a word. And the shopkeeper also put on a smile.

"Is something wrong, son?"

The corner of the young man's lips lifted again, thinking that even the shopkeeper was so different, the more he wanted to meet, the real person behind the rumored Yipinxiang.

"I wonder if I can meet the master of your family?"

The young man stood with his hands behind his back, with a folding fan in his hand, but he didn't know it, and he held it a little tighter.

"Is something wrong, son?"

The shopkeeper did not refuse. There are many people who want to meet the master of the house. As for whether they are qualified to meet, it is not easy to say.

"I am under Baichu and Qianjia, Qian Zichen."

The young son bowed his hands and said, "I'd like the shopkeeper to be introduced."

Thousands of families?

The shopkeeper was shocked, how come even thousands of family members came here. When they came here, they did their homework, because Changlin is no better than other places, and the people gathered here are the people of the Three Kingdoms, so they When I brought up the shopkeeper, I also learned the customs of other countries, and got to know some of their main characters, and Qianjia is one of the first-class people in Baichu.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

The shopkeeper faced Qian Zichen and compared a word of invitation, "Please sit up first."

"Thanks."

Qian Zichen was very polite from beginning to end. He went up to the second floor and sat in the private room, and the shopkeeper was also busy, so he sent a letter to the master.

The door outside opened with a squeak, Qian Zichen sat up straight, and looked at the door.

Then walked in from the outside, a young man dressed in a azure long gown. Although he was wearing plain clothes, he was expensive and awe-inspiring. Qian Zichen's eyesight was good, and at a glance, he could tell that this person was definitely not an ordinary businessman. .

"Please forgive me for talking about it."

The young man quickly stood up and bowed.

Luo Hengxuan came over and sat down.

"The third son of the Qian family, Qian Zichen?"

At a glance, he revealed Qian Zichen's identity.

"Yes." Qian Zichen said with a smile, "Young master has good eyesight."

"Name."

Lao Hengju didn't have any good eyesight, he was a stranger, and he had only heard the name, but he had never seen anyone before. If he hadn't said his name, he wouldn't have recognized it.

"Haha..." Qian Zichen touched his nose embarrassedly, but he forgot that he had actually reported himself just now.

"May I ask your son's name?"

Qian Zichen asked respectfully again, he has already reported his family, so does this person also want?

"Brand balance."

Luo Hengju rolled up his sleeves and started to brew tea. His movements were very free and easy. Although the ordinary tea brewing movements were made by him, it was like a fine ink painting, with rich and complex ink colors. And light dyeing, and finally dyed on this piece of painting paper, and he is the only person in the painting, and also the only scene.

Luo Hengju took a cup and placed it in front of Qian Zichen.

"Please."

"Thank you," Qian Zichen picked up the cup with one hand and took a sip between his lips.

I feel that this tea has a slight fragrance, slightly bitter, slightly astringent, and also slightly sweet, so it is a good tea.

"Your Highness really made a good tea."

Lao Hengjuan also picked up a cup, and both of them reported their home, which was the beginning of their business.

Just by looking at this moment, Qian Zichen knew that there was a 30% chance of this deal, and for the other few percent, apart from the conditions he offered, the rest would really be left to fate.

"Does Wangye intend to open Yipinxiang to my Baichu?"

"There are currently no plans to do so."

Lao Hengju put down his cup, and it is very difficult to do business in other countries. In addition to the many relationships he has to deal with, he has to face a lot of pressure. He has not thought about opening another family in Baichu or Northern Qi. , don't have that much energy?

These words were straightforward, making Qian Zichen feel a little discouraged.

"With such a big business opportunity, I don't know why the lord is unwilling?"