"Xiao Langjun, why is it so expensive?" One of the middle-aged men with a big belly asked as if he had a toothache.

"Yes, Xiao Langjun, this Qinghe wine is only ten thousand gold in Xianyang!" Another middle-aged man who looked like a businessman chimed in.

"I heard that you can't buy it in Xianyang Wanjin!" Chen Xupi replied with a smile.

"That's right, but it's ...... It's ridiculously expensive! ”

"Not bad, yes, I'm afraid I can only look at the price at such a price, I can't afford it!"

"Yes, why should Xiao Langjun be angry, just now we heard that this Qinghe wine can let us bid ourselves......"

Many people around him began to talk about it.

"Rest assured, the Qinghe store is open for business today, and it can be discounted for an auspicious moment." Chen Xu said with a smile.

"Nine folds?" A businessman who had apparently heard about the VIP card asked.

"No, four folds!" Chen Xu shook his head.

"Four folds, that's eight thousand gold!" The questioner said in surprise.

"Not bad!"

The people around them breathed a sigh of relief, and they all began to nod, "This price is fair, but how can I know that your Qinghe wine is worth it, it is the immortal wine that is rumored in Xianyang?" ”

"Hu Kuan, open a bottle of Qinghe wine, please taste it for free!" Chen Xu turned his head and ordered.

"Okay!" Hu Kuan hurriedly took out a bottle of Qinghe wine, and a clerk brought over a basket of finger-sized ordinary pottery cups and distributed one to each person, Hu Kuan opened the wine bottle and poured a small glass for everyone next to him.

When the red wine poured out, it was clear and sweet and fruity with grapes and aromas permeated the room.

"Goo Dong~" Everyone in the store almost unanimously shook their Adam's apples, and many people had a look of intoxication on their faces.

"Not bad, that's the taste, clear and sweet, fruity!" An old man nodded repeatedly.

"It seems that Xiao Langjun really didn't lie, the smell is intoxicating, it should indeed be Qinghe wine!"

"Everyone, please taste it!" Hu Kuan poured it in a circle, and there was still half a bottle left, because the capacity of these small pottery cups was only two yuan, and it would be enough to taste the taste.

Before Chen Xu could finish speaking, almost everyone poured the wine into their mouths at the same time, and there was a sudden sound of smacking their lips in the store.

"Good wine, Qinghe wine really deserves the name of immortal wine, buy five bottles first!" A fat man with deep pockets put down his cup and made a decision in an instant.

"Good!" Chen Xu just nodded.

"Wait!" A middle-aged man about forty years old next to him interrupted Chen Xu's words, then looked around and said, "A certain Luoyang Ping's ......"

"What do you want to say?" The majestic old man who was the first to speak interrupted the middle-aged man.

"Ping wants to say, I want all the Qinghe wine in the Qinghe store today!" The middle-aged man said with a proud expression.

"Huh!"

"Hey, hey!"

The room burst into laughter of all sorts of disdain.

"It's just Ping's, it's still Handan Wen's."

"It's Taiyuan Hong's!"

"A certain Xinzheng Simon clan!"

Many people in the room sneered and began to report to themselves, and every time they said one, the middle-aged man's face became ugly, and finally he stopped talking completely.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please get along harmoniously when you enter the door, not to mention the difficulty in making Qinghe wine, and the store is not too much stocked this time, so don't scramble, and distribute it reasonably to ensure that everyone will not return empty-handed!" Chen Xu hurriedly played a round.

He didn't know any of the Luoyang Ping clan, the Handan Wen clan, the Taiyuan Hong clan, and the Xinzheng Ximen clan, and he was never as good as Lei Guan'er, but it didn't prevent him from seeing from the expressions on the faces of everyone in the room that these people were all well-known families in the local area and even in the entire Great Qin, maybe businessmen, maybe scholars, maybe nobles, but definitely not small families.

"There is nothing wrong with this method!" The dignified old man turned his head and looked in the room, "The old man Dingtao Fan, the so-called seeers have a share, no matter how much the little brother takes, how about I divide it equally?" ”

"Since Fan Lao has spoken, we will definitely obey!" Suddenly, more than a dozen people in the crowd clasped their fists and saluted together, even the few who sneered just now were among them, and it could be seen that this old man was quite famous and prestigious in Daqin.

Chen Xu opened the door to do business, naturally it was counted if he sold things smoothly, no matter who he sold to, as long as no one made trouble.

And now there is this old man named Fan Yan organization, and most of them agree that Chen Xu is naturally happy, so he instructed Hu Kuan and others to bring out five baskets of Qinghe wine, a total of 100 bottles, all of which are engraved vintage wine.

There were more than 20 people in the room, some of them didn't buy wine, they only seemed to be interested in porcelain, and the wine was distributed to almost five bottles per person, and some of them were shy to buy only one bottle, and naturally the remaining share was redistributed by the wealthy, and after getting the wine, the clerks all packed it in a separate small cloth bag, and tied it with corn straw, and these people immediately arranged for their attendants and servants to get gold cakes and copper coins, and Hu Kuan and the four gangsters felt their hearts explode when they counted the money, The ears were full of the sound of clanging and pouring money into the box, and the cash box couldn't be put in the back, so I directly moved a rattan basket and poured it inside.

Daqin now has two kinds of money, one is gold, called the upper coin, the other is the most common copper coin and a half tael, called the lower coin, and the gold also has two systems, the small one weighs one tael, the common finger-sized gold cake, and a large gold cake weighs twenty taels, called one eridium, the value is one hundred times that of the copper coin, so a small gold cake is worth four hundred yuan, and a large one is four thousand yuan.

(Note: There are indeed two kinds of currency in the Qin Dynasty, gold and copper coins, and the history has verified that the big gold cake weighs twenty taels, that is, one eridium, but the small gold cake is said to be there, but I didn't find the information, even if it is made up by old customers for the convenience of trading!) Otherwise, 1,000 yuan is 8 kilograms, and 10,000 yuan is 80 kilograms, and it is too troublesome to trade inside! Of course, in addition to gold and copper, there were grain and cloth that could also be traded as currency, but those were more troublesome. ）

"Xiao Langjun farewell!"

"Farewell!"

After the payment was completed, many people left in a hurry, but at the same time, some people kept coming in, so the threshold of the Qinghe store was about to collapse, and the bustling door was like a market, and outside the door, a horse, a carriage, and a tiger-backed bear waist and a long sword guard, directly occupied the street, and at first those neighbors who looked strange and those who couldn't afford to watch the excitement were squeezed far away to the other street.

"Xiao Langjun, what is this Qinghe tea oil?" The old man named Fan Yan did not leave, but asked with a bottle of tea tree fruit oil.

"This is a clear oil made from tea tree fruit, which is used to cook dishes, and it tastes much better than the fat of cows, sheep and dogs!" Chen Xu explained.

"Clear oil is also edible?" Fan Yan's face was full of doubts.

"Not only can you eat it, but it's also good for your body to eat it regularly! But at the moment, I only found that tea tree oil is edible, and it is difficult to collect tea fruits, so the amount of this tea oil is not much! Chen Xu nodded and said.

Xiao Langjun's words Fan still believes it, but I don't know what the taste is? Plus it's expensive, and I don't know if those wealthy families can accept it, so I'll take ten bottles back and try it first! Fan Yan hesitated and said.

"Hehe, thanks to Mr. Fan's justice today, there is not too much chaos, why don't I personally cook a few dishes with this tea oil and ask Mr. Fan to taste it?"

"Xiao Langjun still knows how to cook?" Fan Yan was surprised.

"I know a little bit, I also make some home-cooked side dishes every day, Mr. Fan invites the backyard to drink tea, and a few side dishes will be good soon!" Chen Xu made a gesture of please.

"Haha, okay, then Fan is better to be respectful, Xiao Langjun, please!"

"Please!"

When he went to the backyard to invite Fan Yan to sit and drink tea in a room with a warm couch, Chen Xu rolled up his sleeves and walked to the front of the stove, and asked Lu Dong's family to help prepare some meat, vegetables and eggs, set up a cutting board, set up an iron pot, and soon started cooking.

Half an hour passed negligently, and a scrambled egg, a shredded pork with sauce, a stir-fried wead cabbage, and a fried dried fish with noodle sauce were brought to the kang and placed on the low table.

These dishes are fried with tea tree fruit oil, which is completely different from the various stewed dishes now, and the tea oil tastes fragrant, so after Chen Xu's invitation, Fan Yan was completely conquered by the taste of the dishes made by tea oil, and praised endlessly.

And Chen Xu brought the remaining half bottle of wine, drank a few glasses with the old man, and chatted while eating, and the two quickly became familiar with each other.

"After I heard Mr. Fan report to his home, many people have a lot of respect for you, Xu Shang is young, and he has never heard of the old man's name, so I am really sorry for being neglected!"

"It doesn't matter, the reason why your colleagues respect the old man is not because of the old man's illustrious reputation, but because of the reputation of the ancestor of the Yin Meng family, Tao Zhu Gong!" The old man waved his hand again and again and said modestly.

"Tao Zhugong? Could it be Fan Li Fan Gong? Chen Xu put down his chopsticks in surprise and said.

"Exactly!" The old man nodded indifferently.

"Disrespectful and disrespectful, it turns out that the old gentleman is a descendant of Tao Zhugong!" Chen Xu hurriedly bowed.

Fan Li, that is the later generations of businessmen respected as the ancestral saint of the figure, is the first in Chinese history to rely on business to achieve the legend of the figure, the business theory created by all businessmen as the industry creed, more than 2,000 years later also profoundly influenced the Chinese businessmen, and even many traditional businessmen have to worship Fan Li's statue and spiritual seat at home to worship incense, called the God of Wealth.

And Fan Li is a big businessman in the Spring and Autumn Period, now hundreds of years have passed, the world's businessmen have long regarded it as the originator, so it is reasonable to respect Fan Li's descendants, and this Fan Li is certainly not an ordinary businessman, and he must be a very famous figure in the industry.

"Don't be polite, in fact, the old man hasn't left for a long time, and I also want to take the opportunity to talk to Xiao Langjun!" Fan Yan also bowed to Chen Xu and said.

"It just so happens that Asahi also has a lot to think about the old gentleman to ask for advice! Then we'll eat and talk. Chen Xu said happily.