- Ruan Luo, as a good friend of Wang Zhe, also considered that the area around Daqingchuan would be too peaceful, and whether other merchants wanted to do it or not, he would be the first to do so, and he would do his best to string the merchant routes there. Even if this will cause the shops he presided over to experience a relatively long period of loss, then he will do his best to make the circulation of materials over there lively.

At present, I am afraid that only he can imagine the actions of such a fool, and he has really seriously considered implementing them.

Even a big businessman like the Yan family will not allow foreseeable losses to occur, and businessmen seem to have this common problem, the more money they make, the tighter their money bags will be.

Therefore, even if the Yan family has the spirit of dedication, it is absolutely impossible to expand the business route to the Daqingchuan Valley now, where the people do not do business. They will only "grab" this trick.

Ruan Luo, who was standing in front of the desk, looked at the scroll spread out on the table, and then looked up at Emperor Wang Chi of Nanzhao, who was also looking at him at this time, but the meaning was subtle, and he already felt that there was a clear doubt in this matter. But he couldn't figure out the plan of the emperor standing across the table, so he just fixed his gaze. Didn't speak.

The smile on Wang Chi's face was still there, and he said slowly: "Isn't it strange, why did the Yan family suddenly add this business line, and why do I have such a clear grasp of this business line?" ”

Ruan Luo couldn't help but say, "Could it be that the Yan family followed your wishes?" He said this very slowly, because even he himself was a little incredulous about it.

The Yan family did business in the land of Sanzhou, and although they cooperated well with the Wang court, the foundation of the Yan family was still in Xiaoliang after all. No matter how big the family business is, it's a behemoth Cheng dù. The assets of the branch have even surpassed those of the headquarters. However, the Yan family's general account office is still standing in the territory of Xiaoliang State. This speaks to the point and expresses a silent but determined attitude.

The Yan family is also sincere and stable in Xiaoliang country. will always put his key institutions in the Liang realm - even if the Yan family has never been involved in government politics. This seems to be a bit deliberate.

However, once this balance is tilted, even if it is only suspiciously tilted. The Yan family's dependence on Xiao Liang Guo is likely to be subverted in an instant into putting their neck close to the blade of the supreme imperial power.

Although Xiaoliang is small, it has grown into a country with a mature system. If you are a citizen of this country for a day, you will be presumptuous.

Even if the Yan family wants to be presumptuous, they should prepare their retreat first, move their neck away from the edge of the blade first, and then act. This makes sense. Why doesn't a businessman count the stakes?

Could it be because the Yan family is determined to fall the banner to Nanzhao, because they are leaning on the big tree, they will have nothing to fear in front of Xiaoliang Kingdom. Is it so arrogant and open?

No, this is obviously not in line with the temper of the Yan family, those backbones of the Yan family association have gone through so many years of ups and downs, but they have not survived in vain.

Ruan Luo had all kinds of clues in his heart at this time, and all of them were covered with a color of doubt. At this time, Wang Chi's mood was also a little floating, because of the question that Ruan Luo asked, he finally decided to say it to this descendant today.

"It's not all about following, to be precise, it's a risky collaboration." Wang Chi spoke slowly. The smile on his face faded, "Before today, only two people knew about it, and they were both like you today. There was doubt on his face. ”

The questioning look on Ruan Luo's face turned into surprise.

"My two best friends had that look on their faces, and I couldn't help but question them." Wang Chi put away his hands propped up on the edge of the table, and twisted his right hand to the left and his left hand to the right into his sleeve. The image looked too far away from the dignified and dignified emperor, and he looked more like an elder in a large family who was struggling with whether to decide whether to decide a matter or not. "I came to you today and saw you like this. I felt a little lost, but ...... It's more that I think I'm here right. ”

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According to Boss Xiao's observation of the drinkers in the store over the years, whether passively or actively, if a person wants to get drunk, the first person to get drunk should be his eyes. However, the eyes of Xiao Chao, who was sitting opposite, except for the somewhat strange behavior and the fact that he liked to watch other drunks drink, were still so bright and agile when he looked back at him, without a little astigmatism and sluggishness.

This discovery has to make people feel a little shocked, Xiao Chao's drinking amount for most of the day is not adulterated at all, he comes to drink alone, there is no need to drink and vomit quietly like people at the banquet, right?

Looking at the wine jar that surrounded Xiaochao and had a total of five or six wines, Boss Xiao was also confused, and some doubted whether he was drunk by the smell of alcohol.

Just then, a new customer arrived.

The curtain of the door flickered, and a scribe with a slender figure and a plain shirt and a bookish look on his face in silence walked in. His gaze circled around the restaurant, and finally landed on the table where Boss Xiao was sitting, and at the same time, his gaze almost met Boss Xiao's.

Boss Xiao immediately got up from the bench next to the table and greeted him. As the operator of the liquor store, although he doubted in his heart that the real purpose of this person's arrival might not be to drink, he still quickly and habitually smiled and said, "The guest officer, please sit down first, may I ask what kind of wine do you order?" ”

As a businessman, you must always be aware of one thing. That's to make money.

It doesn't matter if he drinks it or not, he has to pay for the wine, and there are often customers in other people's restaurants who can't finish eating the food that is thrown away. But still pay the bills!

Boss Xiao quickly made a small calculation in his heart, but the truth was as he initially expected. The plain-shirted scribe just said with a clear meaning: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that it's getting late, and it's not appropriate to drink again." In the next time, I will come to your store to pick up a friend and go back, and if I have the opportunity, I will definitely come with my friend next time to buy drunk. ”

The words are gentle, and the politeness is more than enough, and this scribe carries a slight momentum. It is completely different from the usual drinkers here, so that Boss Xiao, who must encounter the grievances of the guests every day, feels a little flattered, and at the same time, there is no reason to disagree.

Looking at the scribe's eyes when he came in, it seemed that the scribe was coming to pick up Xiaochao. Boss Xiao subconsciously walked away a few steps. But he was still a little skeptical, so he called out to the situation: "Xiaochao." Your friend is here. ”

If it weren't for the fact that this Sushan scribe seems to have a mysterious identity, he would have been a Sven in general. Boss Xiao is afraid to wonder if Xiaochao is in trouble.

I heard the innocence of the owner of the liquor shop addressing the young man with the bowl in his hand. The scribe's eyes twitched.

Hearing this, Xiao Chao put down the wine bowl, looked at the person standing opposite for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Lin ...... Lin ......"

Maybe he's really drunk, but he looks pretty sober on the outside. The operation of thinking has begun to slow down, and the word 'Lin' has been stuck for a long time, and he has not said the following.

"I'm back." The scribe did not hesitate to persuade him, but only said three words, and then walked to the table.

"Oh......" Xiaochao replied more briefly, and then immediately stood up with great obedience. It was only when he left the table that his steps finally slipped a little.

Seeing this, the scribe stretched out an arm, "Do you need help?" ”

Xiao Chao didn't even answer this time, he just shook his head, but his shaking looked more like he was sobering himself up.

Taking a big step, Xiaochao walked out of the liquor store first, while the scribe was a few steps behind and said to the owner of the liquor store, "My friend owes money for the wine?" ”

Boss Xiao hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's all settled in advance, and your friend doesn't seem to be drunk." The mind has always been clear. ”

"He's going to get drunk, it's just a matter of time before the momentum rises." The scribe smiled. Walking over to the wine cabinet, he glanced at the display shelf on the inside of the counter, then pointed to the pitch-black one on the shelf. But the bottom and lid are gray-white jars, and Wen Yan said: "That jar of wine, but burnt knives?" ”

Boss Xiao nodded in surprise: "The guest officer has good eyesight." ”

"I don't have the eye to see through the things in the altar directly." The scribe said calmly, "I remember the first batch of spirits that were brought to Kyoto by caravans from the north ten years ago. Among them, there is a batch of burning knives that are such altars. The sand wax is still there, let you wipe this jar as clean as you want. There is still a lot of fine dust on the sand wax, and it seems that the wine in the jar is still intact. ”

Boss Xiao was stunned for a moment. This time, his surprise was expressed in his heart. I was amazed by the sight of this scribe, and even more shocked by his unknown identity.

"The guest officer is right, when the small shop started operating ten years ago, because the funds were a little unable to operate, so when the price of this yakiniku wine was reduced, a large number of goods were purchased, but I didn't expect that this wine did not sell very well in Kyoto." Boss Xiao didn't mean it tactfully, and explained it bluntly, "Burning knife wine doesn't have the stamina of grain wine, but it's too spicy, and people who have drunk this wine have suspected that it is medicated." Later, I was afraid that I would smash the signboard and not sell it again, so I drank a little occasionally, and the last remaining jar was put down, and the right was regarded as a memorial to accompany the small shop to build a business. ”

The scribe smiled faintly and said, "In this case, I am embarrassed to buy it." ”

Boss Xiao was a little forgetful when he talked about the old past just now, and it was not until this moment that he suddenly understood the true intention of this scribe to talk about this wine. For this reason, he couldn't help but regret a little: how could he unconsciously forget what he should value most as a businessman?

"If the guest officer likes it, you might as well take it directly." Boss Xiao was anxious for money, "This jar of wine has been alone for many years, and today it was taken away by the guest officer, so there is no need to bear ashes in the store, and you can get the taste of the people who know it, which is not the best destination for wine." ”

"Shopkeeper, you're very good at business. But this wine has not been sold, maybe it is really waiting for me! The scribe smiled in his eyes, and he didn't know if it was because of the shopkeeper's tactful words to worship money, or if he really praised it. He glanced out the door. After turning around, he said, "I want this wine, please trouble the store to tie it with hemp rope for me." ”

Let's talk about it. The scribe didn't ask any more questions, but took a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it gently on the counter.

Only Boss Xiao knew the value of this jar of wine when it was shipped ten years ago, but looking at his positive appearance when he took off the wine jar and tied it at this time according to the scribe's instructions, it was obvious that selling this stagnant goods today was not only a matter of his heart. I also made an easy profit.

The scribe walked out of the liquor shop with a jar of wine tied with a rope, and before he left, the atmosphere between the counters was a little delicate. The scribe did not explicitly say that he did not need to look for money, and Boss Xiao did not say whether he gave more or less. I don't know who was negligent and who did it on purpose.

After the scribe went out, a few more whispers came from outside the liquor shop, the content of which was vague, but it was not difficult to guess who was speaking.

After Xiao Chao was picked up by the scribe. There were only two drinkers left in the wine shop, and when the sound outside the house faded away, the drinkers sitting at a table by the door also got up and called Boss Xiao to settle the bill.

Boss Xiao recognized the guest who came to the store in the evening, and hurriedly greeted him with a warm face.

This well-dressed but always neat man was not only a regular customer of the wine shop, he never took credit. is rarely drunk, and every time he comes to the wine shop, it is estimated that it is almost evening, and his behavior and habits that seem to be limited to a certain category naturally make Boss Xiao have an impression of him.

But since the first time the strong man patronized the liquor store, he has always been a loner and a relatively withdrawn person. The customers who come and go to the wine shop every day are not all residents of Kyoto, and Boss Xiao will not deliberately check the identity of the drinkers, but for more than a year, Boss Xiao, who has been in contact with this strong man in the business, has not even obtained any information about the identity of this person, which is very strange, and at the same time makes Boss Xiao more and more wary of him.

The strong man paid for the wine and pushed the curtain out and left.

Kyoto is near the sea, and the wind is fast, and most food and beverage businesses will hang leather curtains on the doors to block the wind after winter. Although the spring is strong in the current season, people can still feel a trace of the chill of the spring tail in the morning and evening, and the wine shop has few people, and it will open until late at night, so the leather curtain hanging on the door of the wine store has not been removed.

The leather curtain was thick and stiff, and after being lifted by the strong man who went out, one of the corners of the skin never calmed down, curling to reveal a hollow, slightly pouring wind into the wine shop. The night breeze in spring is no longer as cold as a knife in the cold wind of the winter night, but Boss Xiao is still diligent and immediately walks to the door, ready to smooth out the folds of the leather curtain.

Maybe it was because on today's night when business was not very good, he met three people who made him feel strange at once, so subconsciously, Boss Xiao couldn't help but be curious, lowered his body slightly, and looked out of the wine shop through the hole in the leather curtain.

The streets were empty, and Boss Xiao's peaceful gaze couldn't help but stare for a moment.

The strong man should be a practitioner, Boss Xiao has usually seen a lot of drinkers with martial arts, he has reason to be sure of this, but the strong man disappeared without a trace after going out, which seems a little weird...... (To be continued......)