Wang Mai smiled slightly, and also pointed to the ground with his finger: "Are you sure this is Guozijian?" ”

"This place is not the place of the country, where is it?" As soon as the old man finished speaking, he immediately came to his senses, although this place was connected to the Guozijian, but it was not in the Guozijian. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You don't have any questions about this, do you?" Wang Mai asked, seeing that no one spoke, and said, "After an afternoon of shopping, I am really thirsty, why don't you go and drink a cup of tea first?" Without waiting for an answer, he turned and led the way.

After a while, they stopped in front of a shop, and everyone looked up to see that the gilded plaque of the store read three big characters "Guoshixuan." ”

"Good name." There was a shout of praise from the crowd.

I also saw a couplet hanging on the two pillars at the door, the upper couplet: "Talking and laughing have a great Confucianism", and the lower couplet: "There is no white ding".

Everyone is very curious about this novel arrangement, especially the words in these two couplets: The people who talk to you are full of learning, and there are no ordinary people in and out. In the words of later generations, it was simply forced to break through the sky.

"I heard what Assistant Professor Wang said just now, this is a teahouse?" Someone said as he recalled the scene just now.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please inside." Wang Mai opened the door on the side.

As soon as you enter the door, the coolness comes to your face, and you can see that there are round tables and round stools, stools and backs, quite Hu Feng, and even a few tables that are more than one zhang, and the two sides are full of Hu stools. There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls around it, and those with good eyes can see that they are all the works of famous artists.

Looking at the imperial history that he didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, Wang Mai almost laughed. It's a shame that these people are still officials, and they have become dirt buns one by one.

A beautiful young man dressed in white had already been waiting for him, smiling and leading everyone up to the second floor, the second floor was arranged differently from the first floor, separated into two areas by screens, and on one side were tables and stools similar to the first floor, but not so dense. On the other side, there is a delicate straw mat with a low table on which two people are playing. Su Liang fixed his eyes and saw that it was Kong Yingda and Yan Silu.

Everyone went over to greet the two of them, and the two of them also got up to return the salute, and after some talking, they all sat down.

At this time, the young man in white just now burned a stick of incense, and a moving music sounded behind the screen in the corner of the wall.

"The name of the furniture on your table is Chahai......" As soon as the young man spoke, everyone realized that it was actually a woman.

The woman in white still had a faint smile on her face, accompanied by Yale chanting in a voice like a silver bell: "Tuning the piano and tasting wine to build the Orchid Pavilion, watching the crane and tasting the plum paper fan." The flower path has no chance to meet the guests, and the spring court is fortunate to be listened to. A good sentence pays poetry, and half a cup of tea enters the painting. If you want to dominate the 30,000 hectares of Yunshan, the poet forgets to go to Pengying. ”

The officials present also closed their eyes rhythmically and shook their heads to the sound of the music, looking intoxicated.

At this time, several young men in white who were also wearing them walked up with tea sets. The teenagers each stopped at the table, and with the sound of chanting, poured boiling water into the teapot, shook it rhythmically for a while, and then poured the water from the pot into the sea of tea, and for a while, the fragrance of tea in the house overflowed.

Boiling water was poured into the teapot again, let it stand for a while, and then the tea was poured into another delicate white porcelain fair cup.

These teenagers' movements are neat and uniform, as if their hearts are connected, and their movements are light and unpretentious, Wang Mai watched from the side, and was quite satisfied with his design, and next, it was time to test the results.

Although these imperial historians are short-tempered on weekdays and regard scolding as a profession, at this moment, they are all cautious, for fear of losing their dignity. Pick up a chestnut-sized teacup, put it on the tip of your nose and smell it, the fragrance is fragrant, and you can't wait to pour it into your mouth.

The room was a little quiet, Wang Mai couldn't take his eyes off the sluggish expressions of these people, I don't know what went wrong, could it be that the taste buds of the ancients are different from their own?

"Sweet as syrup, after entering the abdomen, the mouth is fragrant, good tea and good tea......" I don't know who opened the mouth first, and for a while, everyone rushed to discuss their own experience just now. There are those who shake their heads and can't extricate themselves, there are those who have tears in their eyes and lose control of their emotions, and there are those who pick up the pen and ink on the table and improvise poems, and the scene is suddenly a little chaotic.

Wang Mai breathed a sigh of relief, and the music behind the screen sounded again, and the teenagers began to guide everyone to drink the second cup of tea. Quietly walked to Kong Yingda and Yan Silu's table, Wang Mai made a gesture of completion to Lao Kong, but the faces of the two old men were a little displeased.

"What do the two masters think?" Wang Mai didn't notice the expressions on the faces of the two, and still asked a little smugly.

"Ridiculous!" The old hole made a face.

"Bastard!" Lao Yan added.

"Why did the two masters say that?" Wang Mai was taken aback, although his tea ceremony was made up blindly based on the impressions of later generations, but there should be nothing out of the ordinary, I don't understand why these two old guys are so angry.

"The old man asked you, why are there dusty women in your teahouse?" Kong Yingda held a white child between his two fingers, turned his head and asked.

"She is not a dusty woman," Wang Mai explained, "This Liu Ning'er's family used to be an official eunuch, but because she offended Wang Shichong, the family was in trouble, and then she was beaten into slavery and exiled into the Qinglou." The villain saw that she was pitiful, so he bought it back and placed it in this teahouse. ”

Liu Ning'er is the little girl she saw last time when Wang Mai was crazy about to open the teahouse, but she didn't find a suitable candidate for a tea master. Most of the talented men are arrogant and refuse to do such lowly work, and the untalented do not meet the requirements. After looking for many days, I remembered that it was most suitable to use these talented women in the Qinglou, most of these people were not from low backgrounds, but because of various hardships, they were forced to enter the Qinglou to sell their hue and fall into the dust. Wang Mai is now moldy with a lot of money, and redeeming these women can be regarded as saving the lost girl.

"I see," Kong Yingda dropped on the chessboard at this time, "but after all, she was born in a Qinglou, this fact is inappropriate, why didn't she include her in the mansion, but let her show her face again." ”

"How's that going to work? I'm an unmarried man, and it will be criticized for letting so many young girls into the house. Wang Mai shook her head desperately, and said that now that the relationship with Rou Niang is heating up, she can't be made to think that she is a pervert.

"So much? How many? Kong Yingda tilted his head and asked.

"A dozen."

"Why are there so many?"

"I'm going to open more than a dozen branches like this in Luoyang." Wang Mai said proudly.

"You...... Self-depreciation! Lao Kong turned his head angrily and didn't talk to him again.

"The old man thinks that these are harmless...... Yan Silu said a kind word for him beside him.

Wang Mai nodded hurriedly in response: "What Master Yan said is very ......"

"However...... "But," Lao Yan changed his words, "success is due to diligence and thrift, and failure is due to luxury, your mere teahouse is so extravagant, it is really corrupt." This is a few points heavier than Kong Yingda's accusation.

"Master's words are ...... wrong," said Wang Mai, "I don't know if the master is willing to listen to what he says." ”

"Okay, old man, listen to how you clever boy defend himself." Lao Yan put down the chess pieces in his hand and looked up at Wang Mai.

"This is going to start with my method of making astronomical telescopes and selling them to the Daomen, when I entered the warehouse that day, I found that due to the hot and humid weather in the rainy season, a lot of gold and silver cloth has been moldy, and even the copper five-baht coin has rusted......

When the two heard Wang Mai talk about his family wealth, they were very curious about his family assets: "How much money do you have?" ”

"It's not much, it's just tens of thousands...... I don't know how many of them are exact. Wang Mai scratched his head embarrassedly. The business has always been taken care of by Song Laosan, and since becoming the royal supplier, the scale of the wine shop has expanded a lot, and now it has become the largest wine merchant in Luoyang. Song Laosan also took the opportunity to get involved in many other industries, and later simply bought off the relationship, broke away from the military, and started a business. At the beginning, the two were ecstatic about the monthly rising profits, but over time, they became bored, and the money became a bunch of numbers for the two. If Wang Mai hadn't entered the treasury once, he wouldn't have known that he had so much money now.

"Tens of thousands?" Both old men exclaimed. Lao Yan's family has always been diligent and thrifty, and life is tight. Kong Yingda is better, and his family has some surplus wealth, but Wang Mai's tens of thousands of yuan have been accumulated in less than a year, and this ability to make money is really not much better than Tao Zhugong.

"Even if you have money, you can't be so extravagant?" Lao Yan said with a sigh.

"I beg your pardon for saying that this is a big mistake. As everyone knows, what is money? Money, money too. It is only when it is traded and bought and sold that it is money, piled up in the treasury, just a useless meal of tattered metal. It's like a pool of water, which flows to nourish all things, otherwise it's a pool of stagnant water. Money itself has no practical value, but once spent, it can drive social development. Especially when I invest in industry and create a way for people to make a living, it is at this time that its value is reflected. ”

Yan Silu lowered his head and savored the truth in these words.

Kong Yingda had already heard Wang Mai's arguments on the economy from Xu Wenyuan's mouth, and now he heard it himself, and it was refreshing.

"The insight of the world is all knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article. The word money can be said to be related to the livelihood of the society, which must not be ignored, and must not be taken lightly. Everyone knows how to use money, but they don't know that this is a science that has been neglected by us for a long time. Wang Mai said.

"Then the old man is going to listen to Your Excellency's discussion today, how much knowledge is contained in this money." Kong Yingda said curiously.

"The old man wants to know too." The adjacent table had already pricked up his ears and listened to Su Liang for a long time.

"Then it will be ugly." Wang Mai arched his hand.