Ji Yunfei loves to taste tea the most, and while eating and drinking, he asked with great interest how the shopkeeper Yu was doing in the capital, and asked about the market of Sichuan tea.

The shopkeeper Yu didn't say that everyone didn't know, and everyone was embarrassed when he said it.

It turned out that in the past, the Sichuan tea market was very good, with an annual output of more than one million catties of tea, and the tea merchants led the way to pay taxes and transported them to Dajian Lu, Songpan and Qiongzhou to exchange Tibetan gold, silver, wool, skins and medicinal materials and other goods, tea farmers had food to eat, and tea merchants had money to earn.

However, the good times did not last long, and there were more and more businessmen in Shaanxi, who had abundant capital, not only arranged tea introduction, but also went to the tea gardens of various counties to collect tea. Last year, more than 28,000 of the 28,000 sales in Sichuan were sold by Shaanxi merchants, and the remaining half were handled by Huizhou merchants. The reason why Shopkeeper Yu came to the capital to do Sichuan tea business can be said to be a last resort.

The yellow shopkeeper who does the ash business is also bitter, because the market of white wax in his hometown is similar to that of tea.

The shopkeeper Wen and the shopkeeper complained about the grievances, and burst into tears when they talked about their sadness......

Sichuan's money was all earned by businessmen from eight provinces, thinking about it, Ji Yunfei didn't want to sweep everyone's interest, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to drink.

Although the group banquet almost turned into a grievance banquet, at least a few officials and gentlemen were not as angry as before, and as they drank more and more, there were more and more topics of conversation.

Han Xiufeng struck while the iron was hot and let Pan Erbi wait.

Ask Ji Yunfei to splash ink and write the poem he chanted before.

Ren He, He Heng, and Liu Shanyang all wanted to leave a good impression on Master Hanlin, and with the encouragement of Fei Erye, intentionally or unintentionally, they used the business poems made by several shopkeepers to oppose them, and splashed ink to leave their respective ink treasures. Seeing that they were in high spirits, Qian Junchen, Jiang Haoxuan, and Wang Zhirong were also eager to try...... By the time they were full, Pan already had more than a dozen poems in his second hand!

Sent away a few officials and masters, shouted Datou and Ren Er and they came to clean up the "Jintang", Wen Yuyou and other businessmen didn't want to leave, Dong Laxi pulled nearly two sticks of incense, and then said with an embarrassed face: "Master Han, where did I put that poem of Master Jiang, it was written as my family's wine, or give it to me." ”

"Master Han, what about Master Ji's ink treasure, that's from my tea!"

"Everyone, don't be impatient." Han Xiufeng beckoned them to sit and said with a smile: "You can rest assured, the poems of several masters, Mobao Changsheng, have already been put away. It's too late today, and when the New Year is over, I'll let Changsheng send them to your mansion one by one. ”

"There's no need to bother, just take it with us."

"Yes, the guild hall is so busy, how troublesome it is to run around."

Han Xiufeng thought to himself that the three hundred taels from the previous family were your "entry into the house", and a few official masters and the old man of the people had a stepping stone for wine and joy, the poems of the official master and the master of the people were another thing, and they could not be mixed up, but these words could not be said, but said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Wen, shopkeeper Yu, shopkeeper Huang, the poems of several masters are not not given to you, but just given to you, it is useless for you to take them back!" ”

"Why is it useless?" The shopkeeper asked puzzled.

"One is that it is not framed, and the second is that a few masters are here to eat wine today, and I didn't think that after drinking a few glasses, I would be poetic, and I left Mobao, and I didn't bring a seal, I didn't use a seal on Mobao, what is the use of taking it back that you say it is not framed and not printed? Even if you tell someone which master wrote it for you, they won't necessarily believe it! ”

"Oh, I really didn't expect that."

"So please wait a few more days, and after a few days when the old men are busy, I will come to the door one by one with the framed ink treasures, and ask a few masters to use the seal on it."

"This is the best, this is the best, this will bother Master Han."

"We are not scholars, we really don't know this, which makes Master Han laugh."

Han Xiufeng nodded slightly, and then changed his words: "Several shopkeepers, there is something that is difficult to say, but I have to say it." ”

"What's the matter, Master Han, but it's okay." Wen Youyu asked eagerly.

"It doesn't cost a lot of money to frame a few words, but there are rules for the line, and there are rules for making poems and inscriptions. Fellow villagers return to fellow villagers, and the money for writing poems and inscriptions cannot be less, otherwise people will think that you don't understand the rules. ”

Wen Youyu was stunned, and subconsciously asked: "Master Han, we don't understand this, how much money do you say is appropriate?" ”

Han Xiufeng took the tea from Pan's second-hand and said in a deep voice: "Master Ji is a noble Hanlin master, and in the future, he will be the examiner of the examination room, the chief examiner of the township examination, and he can even be sent out to the province to do academic politics, his poems, his ink treasures, even if you take the glass factory, you can sell it for a hundred and ten taels." Master Jiang, Master Wang and Master Qian are Jinshi masters, how can a piece of ink treasure cost eighty taels, and fifty taels of ink treasures in the poems of the master should be enough. ”

"So expensive!" Shopkeeper Huang asked with a bitter face.

"Is this still expensive?" Han Xiufeng put down the tea bowl and looked at him like an idiot: "Shopkeeper Huang, that's the old man of the people, the master of Jinshi, and the master of Hanlin!" Ten years of hard work do you think it's a joke, can people have today? What's more, what you want is not only a poem, but also a friendship. ”

"Yes, yes, Master Han is right, Mobao is a small matter, friendship is a big thing, this silver is worth it!"

"Or is the shopkeeper Wen sensible, the shopkeeper of storage, the shopkeeper of Huang, and the shopkeeper of money, what do you say?"

"We're the same, we just didn't know the rules before."

"Okay, then bother a few people to take the old man's pen money to Changsheng. You are all big dealers, and you can't help but be lucky. It's best to give it at this time, and it's unlucky to give it on the head of the New Year. ”

"Young master, I'll go get the account book." Pan Erqiang couldn't help but laugh.

"Go ahead, one by one, and keep a clear account." Han Xiufeng smiled, and said with a fluttering eyebrow: "I'll also pay attention to it here, and treat your affairs as a self-sufficient business, and see if I can finish it before the shops open next year." The New Year should have a new atmosphere, and when the shop opens in the coming year, hang up the old man's ink treasure, so that the neighbors and people who pass by can see, how much face, then it is called the opening of the door! ”

The shopkeeper felt that there was some reason, and thought that he could show off with a few shopkeepers next door, and couldn't help laughing: "Master Han, I knew that I should have asked Master Ji to help me write a plaque just now." ”

"It's not too late to think about it now, do you want to write a plaque with the font size of 'Taihe Silk Village'?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"This is asking Master Hanlin to help you write a signboard, they are all fellow villagers and have friendships, I estimate that one hundred taels should be enough."

"Okay, a hundred taels is a hundred taels!"

"Master Han, I also want to ask Master Ji to help me write a font size."

"Master Huang, you also have to change the signboard."

"The signboard written by Master Hanlin is a gold-lettered signboard! As long as I can ask for it, I am willing to give another hundred taels, even the ink treasure at night is a total of two hundred taels! ”