The First Pot of Gold

Maybe it's because the Zhongli mansion made a lot of noise about meeting friends through literature, and of course it could be that the third lady in Zhongli mansion really deserves her name.

In the past, Erjinggou Alley was quite lively, but today this street is quite clean.

Li Chen'an walked slowly to the east end of the alley.

The sunlight disappeared from the top of his head, and above his head was a thick branch of a banyan tree extending from the yard.

This is his shop.

In fact, if you count it, looking at the huge Guangling City, Erjinggou Alley is not the most remote place. If you set a level for this shop, it is roughly equivalent to a third-level port.

Not good, not too bad.

It also has a big advantage.

Diagonally opposite this shop is an academy named Qianmo.

It's smaller than Takeshita Academy, but there are hundreds of students.

At this moment, there was no sound of reading from Qianmo Academy, and the students who wanted to come to the academy also went to Huaping Lake.

Li Chenan pushed open the door of this shop, stood inside and took a closer look. The walls were already mottled and needed to be repainted.

The stove is a bit of an eyesore and an obstacle. It is not necessary to open a tavern, so it has to be dismantled.

Make the place of the stove into a bar, and build a row of wine cabinets behind it. The lanterns are a bit old and need to be replaced with new ones. Those tables and stools are usable, so let's keep them.

That's it. The key issue is wine making.

Of course the brewing can't be done here, it has to be put in the backyard.

Stepped into the backyard, stood in the patio of the backyard and thought for a while, and decided to put the wine-making utensils and food storage in the west wing. Although it is not big, the tavern is small, and it can produce about ten catties a day. Wine was more than adequate.

Thinking about it carefully, this Ning country is roughly the same as the Tang Dynasty in the previous life.

In the Tang Dynasty, the highest degree of wine was only about 20 degrees, and ordinary wine was only about 5 degrees. The key is that the price is still very expensive.

The price of wine in Guangling City is also very expensive.

The cheapest wine is priced at 300 Wen for a small bucket.

A small bucket is roughly four catties, and a catty is worth eighty Wen.

And better wine, such as Guangling San in Guangling City, is priced at 1,000 Wen per bucket, which is 250 Wen per catty!

In comparison, a bucket of rice is only ten cents, so wine is considered a luxury, and it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

And the wine brewed by oneself using the distillation method must be more expensive, so what is considered is not the sales volume, but a special product for a specific group of people.

Of course, it's not a very good idea to sell luxury goods in Erjinggou Alley, because almost all the people living here are ordinary people, and these people are not the target customers of the tavern.

Li Chen'an thought about it carefully, if the wine is fragrant these days, I'm afraid it's not afraid of the depth of the alley. After all, it's a unique thing, and it's a big deal to use some marketing methods to attract those wealthy customers in Guangling City. .

So the shop has to be worthy of the identities of those people, and the decoration needs to be more refined.

For example, it needs to be low-key, mysterious, and connotative if it is arranged in the same way as the bar in the previous life.

Don't ask why it's winemaking again, because it's the easiest thing to realize, and the key is huge profits.

Of course, extracting refined salt is also a huge profit, but that thing is controlled by the government. If you don't have enough strength to get salt, the old birthday star hangs himself and doesn't want to live.

Li Chen'an made careful planning and simple calculations, and found a problem. The two taels of silver in his pocket were not enough. https://www.23sk.net

It is mainly the equipment for brewing wine, the decoration of the store, and the purchase of grain. It needs about thirty taels of silver!

What's the matter?

The finances of that family are now controlled by Li Wenhan's concubine. It is obviously impossible to go back and ask for money.

Sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone set up, Li Chenan sorted out his memory while grinding the ink, hoping to find some other ways to make money from his memory.

Yu Heng, who was squatting on the roof and watching him secretly, showed doubts on his face.

After thinking hard, the young man wrote on the paper, and wrote a dozen pages without stopping. The sadness on his face disappeared, and it was replaced by peace.

Li Chenan did think of some simple ways to make money.

For example, there are so many people in Huaping Lake today, and the literary meeting won't be over for a while. You can use the two taels of silver in your hand to buy some tea and cakes and sell them at a stall in Huaping Lake.

Or order food for those wits to deliver.

Or... Didn't the third lady also ask the talented scholars who went on the boat to write poems?

I have a lot of ideas about this thing, so I guess it can be sold for a very good price. This is also the easiest way.

So what he wrote on paper were some poems, and he believed that these poems were enough to earn his first pot of gold.

After drying the paper on the table, he put it in his arms. Just as he was about to get up and go to Huaping Lake to sell these poems again, a person walked up to him.

seen.

It was the attendant of the handsome young man in the Misty Rain Pavilion.

Zhiyuan frowned slightly when she stepped into the backyard, because it was too shabby.

"Young master,"

Zhiyuan stood in front of Li Chenan, a full head short, with her neck raised.

"Is something wrong?"

"My family, my son, please go to Huaping Lake for a talk."

Li Chenan was startled, thinking that maybe his couplet would be remembered by that handsome young man, and thought, could it be that he took the couplet and boarded the boat?

Then you have the qualifications to do poetry again?

It is estimated that the handsome young man cannot write any good poems. After all, generally speaking, appearance is inversely proportional to talent.

That young master was born too flawless, so naturally he didn't have a few drops of ink in his chest.

Thinking of this, Li Chen'an suddenly had an idea in his mind.

He simply sat down, looked at the pretty young boy in Tsing Yi with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, but please tell your son that I'm not free."

Zhi Yuan was taken aback for a moment, obviously she didn't expect the guy in front of her to refuse.

You must know that being invited by the Fourth Princess of Daning is something that many teenagers dream of, and what a great honor it is!

If this guy is taken in by the fourth princess, with the favor of the fourth princess in front of the emperor, he only needs a word from her, and this down-and-out son can immediately rise to the top.

But he said no time!

By the way, he didn't know that it was Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess.

Zhiyuan held back her temper and said again: "I see that you don't have any busy activities here. If you go to Huaping Lake, you will only waste your time... It might be more beneficial to take a trip than to sit here."

The meaning of these words is already obvious, but Li Chen'an thought it was wrong.

He became more and more convinced that it was the handsome young man who needed to compose a stunning poem for him.

He took out a stack of papers from his bosom, took one casually and put it on the stone table, and said with a smile: "This is a poem, and the price is... one hundred taels of silver. With this poem, your young master will definitely be able to Get what you want."

When Li Chenan said this, he kept looking at the kite, and he felt a little uneasy. After all, he sold a hundred taels of silver for just one poem, which really seemed a bit dark.

Whether he is willing to spend such a large sum of money to buy a poem depends on the determination of that handsome young man.

Considering the richness of the young master's clothes, a hundred taels of silver is nothing. If the young master falls in love with the third lady of Zhongli Mansion, then the deal is very likely to be concluded.

This is the relationship between supply and demand.

Now it seems that at least that handsome young man is not short of money, because the attendant was not too shocked when he heard the price, but was just stunned for a moment.

Zhi Yuan was indeed taken aback for a moment. Firstly, what did His Highness want this word for? Secondly, it costs one hundred taels of silver to buy a poem...is this considered expensive?

Not expensive.

But you have to see who made it!

If it came from the hands of Ru, the flower boss of the Taiyuan Academy, it would be hard to find.

If it came from the hands of the four great talents in Yujing City, it would be worth a thousand gold.

But the person in front of me...

Living in such a humble house, with little-known names, how could it be possible to have a deep knowledge of literature?

The Ning Empire attaches great importance to literati, especially talented literati. If this person is well-known in Guangling, it is impossible for Li Jingsi not to know.

Clear Mirror Division really didn't know such a boy existed.

So even if he is talented, it is because he thinks he is talented.

Zhiyuan showed a sneering smile, thinking that His Highness had misjudged this time, this person... seems to have no idea how much he weighs.

Arrogance!

Her eyes fell on the piece of paper. Originally, she only thought about how to complete His Highness's task, and let this ignorant young man go to Huaping Lake. He has gone, and if His Highness talks to him more, His Highness will be able to see his face clearly if he wants to come, and will not have the slightest interest in him anymore.

As the maidservant of the fourth princess, Zhi Yuan doesn't know much about poetry, but she does have a certain understanding of poetry.

When she saw this, she couldn't move her eyes away.

The expression on her face became serious, and the contempt in her eyes disappeared.

She recited it silently twice carefully, and felt that this poem was extremely amazing.

As for where the surprise lies, I can't tell. I just feel that the artistic conception of the poems written by the four great talents in Yujing City, Kyoto seems to be farther away.

With a smile on his face, Li Chen'an carefully watched the changes in Zhi Yuan's expression, and felt at ease in his heart.

He knew that the money would definitely not be able to escape, so it depended on whether the attendant would counter the price.

After all, it's a business. If he haggles for half the price... also sell it. After all, there is a shortage of money, and this stuff doesn't cost money.

Zhiyuan looked up at Li Chen'an suspiciously, her face was still calm and composed, as if she had great confidence in this poem worth a hundred taels of silver.

Actually...he set the price too low.

However, he is unknown, so the price is considered appropriate.

After he becomes famous, according to Zhi Yuan's estimation, this poem should be worth thousands of gold!

She thought that His Highness invited this young man to Yanyu Pavilion because he wanted to know how his poems were. The third lady of Zhongli Mansion's interest in this young man also lay in the couplets he made.

As for how he is, he lives here. If Miss Zhongli wants to see her, she can come here to meet her at any time.

We still met by chance.

If you have met your eyes, let's talk about the following. If you have not met your eyes, you can expose this matter without leaving any traces.

In this way, it will not have any impact on the reputation of the third lady of Zhongli Mansion.

So she took out a purse from her bosom, and took out a bank note with a face value of one hundred taels from it. She put the banknote on the table, took the paper, and looked at Li Chenan's hand.

Li Chenan still held the stack of papers in his hand.

"Young master, if you have time, why don't you come with me to Huaping Lake to meet my young master, okay?"

Once the money is in hand, Li Chen'an will not go there.

He waved his hand, "Thank you for your kindness, my son, I really have a lot of things to do... In a few days, about five or six days, if your son is free, invite him to come to my tavern for a drink that I brewed with my own hands." Good wine!"

"I treat you."

Zhiyuan looked around and sniffed, but there was a faint musty smell in the air, not the smell of wine.

After all, he is a teenager, what kind of different good wine can he brew?

Can it be better than Guangling San in Guangling City?

Not to mention Ruilu from Yujing City.

Besides, as His Highness, how could he come to such a dilapidated place.