If a person's life needs to be summarized simply, Yang Huairen feels that there are only two things, eating and running around day and night to earn money for eating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tokyo City tends to wake up earlier, a thin moon has not faded its halo, and the cries of early stalls outside the door are already one after another.

Yang Huairen stretched his waist and just pushed the door out, but he almost tripped over it. I rubbed my eyes and found that there was a person lying in front of the door.

"Brother Black Bull, which one is this?"

"Hehe, Brother Ren is awake."

Li Heiniu didn't seem to have slept all night, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and he yawned a long time before revealing his trademark smile again.

"Yesterday, I went home to prepare food for my mother, and my brother was relieved that he couldn't get these two boxes of silver cakes in the yard, so he rushed back to help you guard them."

Lian'er had just served her father for breakfast, wrapped her calf skirt and began to prepare Yang Huairen's breakfast again. When he first arrived in the Great Song Dynasty, he had two such real friends, and Yang Huairen felt that he was lucky.

Brother Hei Niu hid the silver cart in the west house with a collapsed roof, and covered it with thatch, so that he could go out with Yang Huairen with peace of mind.

Wang Xialian's home is in a poor residential area in the south of Nishishi, and since then, the prosperity of Tokyo has gradually become apparent to the north.

Factories and shops have their feet and teeth on their feet, hooking their hands to make wine and tea, and all kinds of flags are hung up early, and people are busy shuttling between the markets in order to make a living.

The three of them only entered the door of one tooth shop, and Yang Huairen was poured through a basin of cold water from the top of his head.

Originally, I thought that 10,000 taels of silver was already a huge amount of money, but in this city of Tokyo, where every inch of land is expensive, it is just too much.

There are many stores, and the Bianshui Street with dense restaurants doesn't have to think about it, not to mention 10,000 yuan, even if it doubles tenfold, you can't buy the highest-level Beijing 24 main store or one of the 18th floors, not to mention that the rich are not necessarily willing to sell.

Yang Huairen felt that what he thought was too simple, starting too high at the beginning, and it was easy to fall down; The steps are too big, and it is easy to pull the eggs.

Since you can't buy five-star ones, it's better to settle for the next best, and you still have to have one-star and two-star levels, so you can't get another shop to sell soup cakes, right?

The storefronts in the inner city are surprisingly expensive, from Junyi Bridge to Sweet Water Lane, decent storefronts are bought and sold with land deeds, and they are often worth tens of thousands of dollars, and Yang Huairen's first pot of gold is not enough.

After the Vermilion Bird Gate, out of the inner city, along the wide and flat royal street all the way to the south, and then a stick of incense to the Caishui River, the north and south sides of the new bridge of white marble, it is a different atmosphere.

If the north is said to be three religions and nine streams, the south is full of literary style. The weeping willows in the sparkling waves scratch their heads in the breeze on the riverbank, and groups of students and literati under the shade of the trees shake their folding fans and chant poems.

The appearance of the three of them is dressed like elegant scholars who have taken the maid and the nursing home out to go shopping.

It was close to noon, and Yang Huairen and his entourage went to a hotel on the south bank of the Caishui River called "Hedi Building" to rest.

The first floor is called a building, but it is different from the building of the 18th famous building in Tokyo. The eighteen famous buildings are really big hotels, and at this time, there should be a lot of guests.

But this and the first floor, in fact, is only two floors, the building faces the Caishui River, the south side of the morning sun is a garden planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, in the middle of the garden between the strange rockery, there is a trickling stream, and finally into a five-zhang square fish pond.

The courtyard of the whole building is only more than three acres of land, and the shopkeeper has designed such an exquisite landscape, which is really ingenious and ingenious.

The decoration of the building also continues the concept of gentleness and elegance, with simple flying beams and wooden buildings, quaint tables and chairs leaning on the railing, sitting in such a place to eat, it is indeed a rare tranquility and enjoyment.

It's just that Yang Huairen looked around, but there were not many guests.

sat down at a table by the window on the second floor, summoned Xiao Er to order four or five small dishes at random, a pot of warm wine from celadon, and Yang Huairen's petty bourgeois plot flooded.

But after tasting a few chopsticks, his brows furrowed again.

"It's rare that this small dish is exquisitely cooked, but the taste is mediocre and difficult to swallow, no wonder there are few guests."

Where did Brother Hei Niu and Sister Lian'er come to such an occasion, but they were noncommittal about Yang Huairen's evaluation.

A bronzed-skinned, barrel-hated young man burst in, pointed to the dishes on the table and asked, "This guest officer, if you don't understand food, don't mess around!" ”

Brother Hei Niu has a straight temperament, and when he saw that this young man was so rude to Yang Huairen, he was about to stand up. The upstairs movement attracted cold eyes from the other guys in the store.

Yang Huairen gently pressed the arm of Brother Hei Niu, and then motioned for the young man in the tube hat to come closer, picked up a plate of belly silk, and sent it to the young man.

"Here, taste."

The boy with a tube hat made a straight face, took a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of belly silk and put it in his mouth, chewed it a few times, and showed a disappointed expression.

"How? Is it old? ”

The young man in the barrel hat was silent and lowered his head gloomily.

"For a chef, mastering the heat is easy to say, but it is the hardest to make. Take this belly silk as an example, if you are less familiar, you will be old if you are more. ”

When Yang Huairen said these words, he suddenly had a sense of déjà vu, and his father took the trouble to teach himself like this.

The white-bearded shopkeeper pushed aside everyone and stepped forward to salute, "Don't blame the guest officer, the cost of this meal will be waived." ”

"No blame, no blame, one yard is one yard, and I have a lot of money to pay, hehe."

"Don't hide it, today is the last day for us and the first floor, and all guests can be free."

"Oh? Why is that? ”

"Alas......" the shopkeeper sighed, "the owner has offended the powerful and has to go back to his hometown for refuge. ”

When Yang Huairen heard it, isn't this just stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to find them, so it takes no effort to get them?

"Dare to ask the shopkeeper, how much money does your owner plan to put on this and the first real estate?"

"Does the guest officer really mean it? Xiao Lao'er should be reminded that the location of this store is neither in the inner city, nor in Washizi or Mahang Street, the north bank of the river is lined with Washe Hook Fence, and it is difficult to do business. ”

"The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. Not afraid of the jokes of the shopkeeper, although Xiaosheng has read a few volumes of the book of saints, he is also a cook. ”

"The guest officer is really hidden," the old shopkeeper shook his head, "The building and the yard were originally worth eight thousand guan, and my owner was in a hurry to leave, and the six thousand guan will be transferred to you." ”

Lian'er secretly glanced at Yang Huairen, biting her lip as if she had something to say.

Yang Huairen's heart is like a mirror, how can he not understand? From early morning to noon, they walked all the way, and they went to a lot of tooth shops, and the shop prices in the outer city were understood.

On the south bank of the Caishui River is the famous Confucian Temple, which connects the two largest schools in the Great Song Dynasty, Taixue and Guozijian, and the trading houses that sell the four treasures of the study room and the bookstore of various secretaries are good for business, but for the restaurant, the location is indeed too poor.

Except for the spring and autumn seasons to do some scholars' business, there are not many customers at other times.

It's worth 5,000 guan when it's full, and the old shopkeeper said that 6,000 guan seems to have suffered a big loss, and he is really bullying him as an outsider.

Yang Huairen smiled and stretched out four fingers and shook them, "Four thousand runs, it can't be more." ”