The real price of one or two pieces of silver in the future generations is only a few tens of yuan RMB, far less than the real value of this Grandpa Mao, Li Zhonghua is of course unwilling in his heart, so he instinctively shook his head.

The middle-aged beauty's heart sank, 1,000 taels of silver was already the highest price she could take, although she had already thought in her heart that it was absolutely impossible for the other party to agree to sell it at this price. But when I saw the other party shaking his head, I still felt a wave of disappointment in my heart.

"Childe, please sit down and talk." The middle-aged beautiful woman wanted to make this business very much, and when she saw that the price could not be negotiated, she thought about leaving the customer first, and then ordered the only person in the store to ask the lady to come over and decide.

"Childe's painting is very rare, although this price is not high, it is also the highest price that a concubine can give." The middle-aged beautiful woman looked very embarrassed, like Li Zhonghua explained.

Although Chang'an in the prosperous Tang Dynasty is beautiful, Li Zhonghua has been tired all the way, and his mouth is dry, so he picked up the tea just made by the middle-aged beauty and took a sip.

"Poof......!" The hot tea, as soon as he drank it in his mouth, Li Zhonghua couldn't help but spit it out.

"How do you make this tea? Why is it so unpleasant? Li Zhonghua couldn't help but complain.

The tea is full of spicy taste in the mouth, salty, as if salted, and then look at the tea soup in the cup, it is turbid, and there is ginger and garlic, is this drinking tea, or eating vegetables?

I have long learned from the history books that when people in the Tang Dynasty drank tea, the tea was not brewed, but boiled.

Not only that, but also a lot of seasoning.

Now that Li Zhonghua has personally seen this kind of boiled tea, it is really difficult to accept it for a while.

"Childe, what's wrong with this tea? This is this year's first-class pre-rain Longjing, a new tea that has just been shipped from Jiangnan. The middle-aged beauty's brows furrowed slightly, and she said in a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

In the eyes of the middle-aged beauty, Li Zhonghua's words and actions are really a very rude thing, because of that rare painting, the middle-aged beauty looks at Li Zhonghua differently, so the tea served is definitely the best tea in the store.

It may not be as good as the tea that was paid tribute to the emperor, but it can definitely be said to be one of the best teas on the market.

It is no exaggeration to say that the value of this cup of tea is at least more than one tael of silver.

This is the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty, the era of Zhenguan for ten years, and one or two pieces of silver are enough for an ordinary person to eat and drink for a month.

"I'm sorry, I didn't do it intentionally, but I just arrived in Chang'an, and I'm not used to this way of making tea, it's not that the tea in your store is not good, and I ask this lady to forgive me." Li Zhonghua also felt that his behavior might be a little excessive, and hurriedly stood up and explained.

"Oh! I see, where is Gongzi's mansion from, isn't it your hometown, isn't this how you make tea and drink it? The middle-aged beauty felt a little better and asked.

"My family lives in Jiangnan, which is far away from Chang'an, and I came to Chang'an all the way to Chang'an, and the coils on my body have already shone brightly, so I had to take out this painting and exchange it for some silver, so that I can continue to study in Chang'an." Li Zhonghua casually made up a reason and said.

"Gangnam? In Chang'an City, there are many merchants from the south of the Yangtze River, and when they entertain guests, the way they make tea is no different? The middle-aged beauty said with some doubts.

"This ......, the customs in various parts of Jiangnan are different, maybe my hometown is more special!" Li Zhonghua smiled a little embarrassed and said.

Just when the middle-aged beauty was about to say something more, a pair of girls walked into the store one after the other, followed by a subordinate who had just been arranged out by the middle-aged beauty.

"Beautiful, it's so beautiful." Li Zhonghua sat in the top position, and as soon as the girl walking in front walked in, she deeply attracted his attention, and at first sight, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she was so beautiful, and she was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she didn't know how many times more beautiful than those movie stars in later generations, so she couldn't help but praise in her heart.

"Miss is here, this is the son who wants to be a painter." Seeing that her young lady was coming, the middle-aged beautiful woman hurriedly got up to greet her and introduced Li Zhonghua to her.

"This son has been waiting for a long time, the slave's surname is Yang, and I don't know this son's surname."

Miss Yang walked up to Li Zhonghua and saluted slightly.

But Li Zhonghua was staring at Miss Yang intently for a while, where did he hear what the other party said.

"Childe, our young lady is talking to you!" The middle-aged beauty said anxiously on the side, and her voice was a little loud.

"Ahh Hello little lady, what did you just say to me? The main thing is that you are so beautiful, you are simply a country and a city, so I was a little rude just now, and I ask the little lady to forgive me. Li Zhonghua said very honestly.

After Miss Yang heard what Li Zhonghua said, her face was full of shame, and she thought to herself, why is this person like this?

However, when I think that the other party is the seller, I am here to see the goods, and it is not easy to say anything to the other party for a while, so I will bear with it for the time being, and see what kind of goods the other party wants to pawn?

But because of this, Li Zhonghua's first impression was not good at all, and he was not in the mood to ask the other party's surname again.

Li Zhonghua didn't know at this time that because of his Meng Lang behavior, he had already left a bad impression on the other party, otherwise, it was estimated that he would cry to death.

Miss Yang took over the picture of Grandpa Mao from the hands of a middle-aged beauty, and was immediately attracted by the pattern on Grandpa Mao.

Miss Yang researched and studied, but she didn't figure out how such a painting was drawn. Moreover, even the non-cloth thing in his hand is made of what kind of material? Nor did it work out.

"Childe, I don't know what the origin of this painting is, what is the source, and what material is used in this painting?" Miss Yang looked at it carefully for a long time, then raised her head, looked at Li Zhonghua and asked.

"Oh! I bought this painting from a foreigner on my way to study, and I don't know anything else. "This Grandpa Mao, Li Zhonghua has no way to explain anything to the other party, he can't tell them that he is from more than 1,300 years later, even if he says it, the other party will definitely not believe it!

"This painting should be very precious, but the ability of our pawnshop is limited, Aunt Lan just offered a thousand yuan, although it is not very high, but it is the greatest sincerity we can take, if Childe thinks it is too low, then ask Childe to find another home." Miss Yang was silent for a while, then said slowly.

"What? A thousand dollars? ”

"Miss, don't think about it anymore."

The middle-aged beauty and Li Zhonghua said almost at the same time.

"Aunt Lan, you don't have to say more, although things are good, we can't afford such a big risk, and we can't afford to make money."

"If you make a deal, it's 1,000 yuan."