It rained for a few days, and most of the heat was reduced, Shen Qing stayed at home for a few days, and as soon as the day cleared, he pondered that he was going to visit Mr. Jiang at the Dahua Tea House. Qingfeng was sent to Ding Ze to study early in the morning, and Shen Qing greeted Chunqiu and dragged Dimi to the Dahua Tea House.

Receiving them is still the same guy, his eyesight and memory are not bad, and the guests who have passed the eyes remember it nine times out of ten, seeing Shen Qing, he greeted warmly: "What do you want to come to today?" Do you want plum snow stuffing? ”

Before Shen Qing could speak, Di Mi immediately grabbed and said, "Mei Xuezhuo doesn't need to, come to a pot of tea." "He was really afraid that Shen Qing was drinking, but he was the one who suffered, and he had to be read by Chunqiu even if he dragged her back.

"Let's have a pot of tea that sells well." Shen Qing said with a smile, his eyes rolled around and looked around, and he didn't find Mr. Jiang after going around several times.

It was still early, and there were not many guests in the tea house, so the guy quickly brought the teapot over, Shen Qing caught him and asked, "I want to ask you about Mr. Jiang, is he here today?" ”

"Unfortunately, Mr. Jiang took leave yesterday and won't come back until about four or five days later." The guy said that he went to greet the guests who had just entered the door.

A group of three people sat at the table next to Shen Qing.

"Have you heard that the Phantom Rain Pavilion has been transferring recently?"

"I heard about it, but no one dared to ask after hanging for several days."

"The Phantom Rain Pavilion business is so big, why do you suddenly want to sell it?"

"Hey, who let him offend Mo Yuhuai, who in the capital doesn't know that the demon king of the mixed world, but offended him."

Shen Qing listened to them silently until the words "Mo Yuhuai" appeared, and then he leaned in and asked, "What kind of character is Mo Yuhuai?" ”

"This lady has just come to the capital, Mo Yuhuai is the grandson of Nanzhen General An Qishan, the sister-in-law of the late General Mo, and there is an aunt who is a concubine in the palace, no one dares to mess with him in this capital." The middle-aged man with the mustache replied.

"I said why don't you have a human type, it turns out that Concubine An is the eighth king from the same nest." Shen Qing whispered to Dimi.

Dimi shrugged his shoulders and said playfully: "Go quickly, more horizontal than him!" Who can fight you? ”

Shen Qingbai glanced at Dimi, arched his index finger and tapped the teacup with a match, wondering whether to take the hot potato of the Phantom Rain Pavilion, others are afraid of Mo Yuhuai. Ren Shenqing has been wasted for decades, and he still has an entrepreneurial dream in his heart.

"Master Dimi, I'm going to buy the Phantom Rain Pavilion." Shen Qing's eyes were extremely determined and said to Dimi.

"Oh, buy it, you have a lot of money anyway." Dimi disagreed.

"I'm going to open a store!" Shen Qing blinked, and he was startled when he said it.

"What are you going to do?" Dimi was not calm and asked with wide eyes.

"I'm going to open a shop, let's go, I'll go to the Phantom Rain Pavilion now." Shen Qingsheng was afraid that his idea would be gone after a while, so he struck while the iron was hot, paid the money and dragged Dimi to the Phantom Rain Pavilion.

At this time, the Phantom Rain Pavilion was very cold, there was only one young man cleaning in the store, and the boss was sitting on the stage in a daze with his eyes blank, and when he saw Shen Qing and Dimi walking in, he said lazily: "It's not open today." ”

"I heard you want to sell this store, is there such a thing?"

When the boss heard this, he jumped off the platform neatly, squinted his eyes and smiled to meet him. Looking at Shen Qing like the little boy who married Mo Yu that day, he was still puzzled in his heart, but his face was still full of smiles, and he asked flatteringly, "Yes, yes, this lady has a crush?" ”

"Well, let's talk about how to sell it." Shen Qing said as he dragged out a chair and sat down by himself.

"This store, in the past, it was not a problem to make a net profit of three or four hundred taels a month." The boss said, raising his hand exaggeratedly to make a four.

"So how many are you going to do?"

"Five thousand taels of silver, and there are more than a hundred jars of wine in the cellar to give away." The boss said with a look of anticipation, full of anticipation for Shen Qingneng to nod.

But as soon as she landed, she was a princess, she had no worries about food and clothing, and she naturally had no concept of money, and she really didn't know if five thousand taels was too much or too little. However, throughout the ages, reselling stores will exaggerate their performance and raise prices, and the price must be suppressed, she pondered so in her heart, and blurted out: "Three thousand"

The boss almost fainted when he heard this, but in order to keep this hard-won buyer, he barely supported himself and said: "Madam, five thousand is already the lowest, and I still have dozens of girls with deeds here, and I can open a business if I take over." ”

"There is only an empty shelf left in this store, and there are still many places to spend money in the future, just three thousand." Dimi raised his eyebrows, looking like he was determined to win, looking at this posture, it would be a problem to sell it, could he still let go of this opportunity to shake his hands in vain?

"Add a little more, three thousand is too little."

"Forget it, let's go." Shen Qing also looked at the color, and dragged Dimi to leave. This thousand-year-old routine really works.

"Three thousand, three thousand." The boss said bitterly, three thousand is not more than the total score is not stronger, and the sale of the floor is only two thousand. The fortune teller said that he should go south from this year, stay in Shengjing and break his fortune, and if he takes the money, he may be able to make another way to make a fortune.

"Okay, that's it, I'll have someone send the money over later, and I'll hand it over when the time comes."

Shen Qing returned to Mu Mansion at noon, and Mu Beichen came back after the morning court, and was waiting for her to eat together in the dining room.

"Recently, I've learned to be obedient, and I know that I have someone with me when I go out." Beichen saw Shen Qing following behind the attendant, and said with a satisfied smile.

"That's not because I'm afraid of worrying about the Spring and Autumn Period." Shen Qing said as he leaned over to Chunqiu's side, grabbing her arm and coquettishly.

"The princess's mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter, let's eat, the general has been waiting for a while." Chunqiu smiled dotingly, as if he was talking to his sister, but he didn't lose his senses.

After the meal, Shen Qing took the initiative to invite Beichen to chat at the pavilion near the lake, which was the first time.

"I'd like to discuss something with you." Shen Qing saw that Beichen was sitting firmly, so he said with a well-behaved face.

"Discuss something with me, it's new, let's talk." Beichen hugged his arms and replied as if he was watching a performance.

"I've been in the house all day, and I'm so bored that I want to find something to do."

"Well, what do you want to do?"

"Remember the Phantom Rain Pavilion? Recently in the transfer, I bought it and wanted to try to run it. ”

"You bought it?"

"Well, I've agreed on the price, and I'll send the money over later."

"And what else are you discussing?" Beichen wrapped one hand around Shen Qing's back and patted her shoulder from behind, which clearly showed that it was a notice and a discussion.

"Ahem, I don't want to tell you." Shen Qing shook his shoulders and tried to break Beichen's arm, but he tightened his grip.

"Phantom Rain Pavilion is a music workshop, you can operate it, but you can't put it on the surface." What Beichen said is very reasonable, although the Great Xia Kingdom allows the royal family to do business, but a business like Lefang is operated by a princess on the surface, and the emperor will definitely not agree.

Beichen looked at Shen Qing and frowned, afraid that she wouldn't understand, and hurriedly added: "I don't have a prejudice against Le Fang, it's okay if you want to try, don't be too public." ”

"My biggest headache is that Mo Yuhuai, he's not a good person." Shen Qing sighed, originally wanted to use the identity of the princess to suppress that Mo Yuhuai, but he ignored the ancients' definition of Lefang. In modern times, they are all artists and big stars, but their positioning in this era is not much higher than that dusty woman.

"He, you don't have to be afraid, if you dare to come and smash your field, I will definitely not be able to get him out." Beichen said with a doting face, and after finishing his words, not only did Shen Qingxiao tilt his body, but he also laughed.