The tea was shipped back, and it was about to turn into money, Fang Yiai should have been happy, but after coming back, the whole person was a little angry.

"Fang Er, who did my father take you to see?"

As soon as Fang Yiai came back, a few gossipy guys ran over and chased him and asked curiously.

"A couple of old gentlemen."

Fang Yiai told the names one by one.

The eldest grandson Chong and Li Tai were surprised at first, and then envied his chances, Cheng Chumo and his brothers were insensitive, they didn't like to read very much, just like the previous Fang Yiai.

Looking at Fang Yiai's expression again, not only did he not feel happy, but he was also a little sullen, and the eldest grandson asked: "You don't know the identity of the three gentlemen." ”

"Mr. Li Gang knows it, but the other two don't know it very well."

"Mr. Yan Silu, the father of Yan Shigu, the Chinese scholar, Mr. Chu Liang, and Chu Suiliang's father, were all great Confucians at that time,"

Fang Yiai was also stunned, and he didn't have to think about it to know that the person who could sit and drink tea with Li Gang was definitely not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect that their son would be so famous.

"It is a blessing for you to be appreciated by three gentlemen." The eldest grandson Chong was envious, and his words were sour.

"Rest assured you have a chance to ......"

"What do you mean?"

"Three gentlemen, I plan to come to the village to be a teacher, you can often ask for advice in the future, I think with the conduct of the three old gentlemen, I will know everything about you."

"What!"

You must know that Li Gang is a teacher for the prince, how could he let the emperor not do it, and come to such a small place to be a gentleman in a primary school.

The eldest grandson Chong took a deep breath and said, "Three old gentlemen, you want to come to the village to be gentlemen!" Fang Er, you're not joking, are you? The three are all great Confucians in the world, and they can look up to this primary school. ”

"I don't want to, maybe there's something I can do."

There is suffering in the love of the house!

The old man was quite open-minded and open-minded, but once he lost his temper, he was like a child, no matter how Fang Yiai persuaded him, the three of them did not listen, but reprimanded him again.

He just wants to be a gentleman and save the world, what does it have to do with himself!

Running a school for Zhuang Shang is because a group of little kids who follow behind the buttocks are just a thing within their reach, how can they compare with the whole world, it is just a very empty concept.

Hearing this news, the eldest grandson Chong was a little happy.

But when I saw the expression of Fang Yiai's love, I was immediately unhappy, what kind of expression are you, and you still dislike them? "Being in the midst of blessings does not know blessings! Three old gentlemen come over, this is a great affection, why are you not satisfied? ”

"That's it!"

Li Tai was also helping on the side, and he agreed with Changsun Chong's words.

"You're done." Fang Yiai's words, the little fat man immediately coaxed, and went to do the question.

……

Following.

The tea house opened.

The Chang'an tycoon, who waited hard with the money, took action early.

On Chang'an Street, it suddenly became a lot empty, there were fewer carriages for the powerful and rich, and the scholars who talked about the past and the present were gone, which was a very rare scene in Chang'an.

Only the most prosperous area of the East Market has not been affected, and it is even more bustling than before, rubbing shoulders and bustling......

The teahouse is located here, adjacent to the first floor.

Outside the teahouse, it has not yet opened, and there is already a long queue outside the door.

Naturally, the main family will not line up in person, most of them are subordinates in the family, and there are also some people who are flexible and have taken a fancy to business opportunities and lined up outside early.

It's not that the quality of the people is high, there is no sense of queuing in this era, it is the shopkeeper of the teahouse who said that those who do not queue up are not allowed to buy tea, so they are regular.

There were two strong men guarding the door, veterans who were looking for veterans through Lao Cheng, in order to prevent robbery and trampling.

People queue up to buy tea, old men, of course, it is impossible to wait, and the surrounding restaurants and tea shops are also booming.

Especially on the first floor, I found that there was fairy tea for sale, and people rushed inside.

If you don't have a seat, you can squeeze in with your acquaintances, or find someone to share a table with you, and the first floor, which used to be disdainful, is now full of Ayara brocade diners, just to drink first.

Tea is a must-order today, eating snacks and drinking tea, waiting for the people outside to come back.

Fang Yiai has a name, anyway, there are ready-made, but people in Chang'an don't call it, and they have a very vulgar name, called "fairy tea".

As soon as the auspicious time arrived, the teahouse was officially opened, and everything was carried out in an orderly manner, and there was little panic.

The people on the side of the street, looking at this bustle, approached to inquire and were frightened to stay away.

A pound of tea is more expensive than gold, I really don't understand the thoughts of the rich, spending so much money, just to drink it in one sip, and the guests are still in an endless stream......

"Young master, the fairy tea has been bought."

"It's useless, it takes so long to buy a tea."

Soon, people came back one after another, and some of the owners who were impatient to wait would inevitably kick them, and the next people also greeted them with smiles.

Inside the teahouse.

Fang Da is also idle, there are buddies for entertaining guests, and there is an account room for settling accounts, and he has been specially trained by His Royal Highness King Yue, he just needs to preside over the overall situation and watch not make a mess.

Xueyun's heart fell on Fang Yiai, unwilling to leave his side, and the tea matters were handed over to Fang Da.

Soon, a guy came running outside and whispered a few words in his ear,

"The young master is really clever."

Fang laughed and asked him to leave, with the posture of the rich people recently, there will naturally be people in their hearts, and there is no shortage of people who deliberately hoard new tea in order to make huge profits.

Tea is very demanding about the season.

Tea before the Ming Dynasty is a treasure, and tea before the rain is a top grade. Ming Qian tea, Fang Yiai naturally kept it for himself, or gave it away or drank it himself, and only the tea before the rain was on the market.

But it doesn't mean that the tea can't be picked in the future, and when the quality of the tea declines, the price will naturally drop.

This point has long been expected, it is impossible to eliminate it, and I did not want to completely eliminate it, in order to let more people drink tea, a rule was set, and one person can only sell ten cans at most.

Fang Yiai just told him, but he didn't come in person this time.

He can't do everything, otherwise he will be exhausted to death sooner or later, what is the point of being so deserved, it is not the life he wants.

Drunken Xiangju, a private room on the third floor.

There is also a group of people who are staring at the business of the teahouse.

"Brother Wei, we will hoard immortal tea and make a lot of money."

"It's just that I didn't expect it to be so cunning, one person can only sell ten cans, and I have to send someone to buy it in batches."

Wei Si'an stood in front of the window, his eyes were quite complicated, if he didn't make a move, someone would also sell it, he would only watch Fang Yiai make more and more money, and making a move was equivalent to giving him money.

"Tear off a piece of flesh from him."

Looking at the first floor, he believed that Fang Yiai was set somewhere at this time, looking at all this, maybe it was on the first floor next to it.

It's just that if he knew that the opponent he was gambling with was just Fang Yiai's subordinates, he didn't know if he would vomit blood again.