It was rainy in Tokyo on this day, and a light rain fell down the eaves like beads with broken threads.

From Tianjie Royal Road to Majie, there are few pedestrians along the way, and only a few brightly colored oil-paper umbrellas can be seen moving slowly in the rain.

This time, the cold wave caught people off guard, so the business of the major stores became much more deserted.

Just three days ago, the emperor suddenly issued an edict to release Shang Shuling Zhang Dian as a mountain and forest envoy, and at the same time exiled Du Yu Hou Qiu Feng and his henchmen.

For a time, the government and the opposition were in an uproar, and the people were shocked.

The "mountain and forest envoys" are just like Mo Yunxiao's "envoys inside and outside the city", which are temporarily assigned dispatches. It's just that it's a big chore. Because he was going to build a mausoleum for the first emperor Zhezong.

Everyone can see that Zhang Dan's release is a manifestation of his loss of power. Although everyone could see that the fall of Zhang Dian was only a matter of time since King Jane's rebellion, it came so suddenly that many people did not expect it.

In front of Changfeng Tower, Zhang Chun sat alone on a small pony. The two of them tucked into their wide sleeves and stared blankly at the street scene in the rain.

The lonely Zhang Chun sat in front of the gate, and the building was even more bleak. A few guys packed up the tables and chairs, and walked with their bags on their backs.

They only stopped by Zhang Chun's side for a short time and left quickly. After that, more than a dozen maids and singers with musical instruments on their backs also left while sobbing. Zhang Chun sat dumbfounded, without any expression.

The rain was still falling, and the bookkeeper in front of the counter glanced at Zhang Chun, who was wooden, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

He picked up the account book and walked in front of Zhang Chun and said, "Owner, the accounts have been settled, and there is still a balance of thirty habitual money, you can take a look." He handed over the ledger, but Zhang Chun was just distracted and didn't reach out to take it.

The bookkeeper could only sigh again, gently put the account book at Zhang Chun's feet, and left with his bags and an oil-paper umbrella.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the clearly visible streetscape became hazy. In the midst of this blur, a touch of orange suddenly appeared.

Zhang Chun's eyes blinked, and he found that it was just an umbrella propped up. But the umbrella is coming in its own direction.

Under this orange oil-paper umbrella is a graceful girl in green. She was accompanied by a slightly diminutive maid. The maid also held an umbrella. The two umbrellas, one tall and one short, walked at the same time, and their figures gradually appeared in Zhang Chun's eyes.

"It's a Changfeng restaurant, and the tricks are still so bright." The maid said in a voice as crisp as a silver bell.

When the words fell, the two were already under the eaves. They each took their umbrellas and touched the rain-dripping umbrella on the threshold.

"Shopkeeper, are you selling wine today?" The maid asked.

Zhang Chun didn't look at them either, but said: "I've disappointed the two ladies, Changfeng Lou can't sell wine." ”

His voice was muddy, and he could no longer hear the spirit of the past, as if a mouthful of old phlegm was stuck in his throat.

Two women walked in across the threshold, and the tall woman said lightly, "Shopkeeper Zhang, don't you remember me?" ”

Compared to the crisp and loud voice of the maid, the woman's voice was deeper. Zhang Chun was slightly stunned, as if he had heard this voice somewhere.

So he looked up and saw Mo Yunxiao and her maid Huan'er. The two of them stood in front of the door, blocking out the faint bit of sunlight. The shadows of the two of them dragged long on the ground, becoming taller and taller.

Zhang Chun's face was hot for a while, and he avoided his eyes very unnaturally, and said, "Are you here to see my jokes?" ”

"I'm not so elegant." Mo Yunxiao made a straight face, walked slowly and said, "I'm just here to see how much your patriarchal wind building is worth." ”

Zhang Chun grinned and said, "Changfeng Restaurant is high in the sky, and it costs tens of thousands of dollars to drink. How much do you think this restaurant is worth? ”

Mo Yunxiao also laughed, and said while looking around: "Naturally, the price is expensive. However, now that your Zhang family is in ruins, why don't you sell it quickly? ”

"Humph! One day, my Zhang family will make a comeback. Zhang Chun said very arrogantly.

"Good! I'm waiting for you for this day. Mo Yunxiao walked over and bent down to pick up the ledger at Zhang Chun's feet. Zhang Chun was slightly unhappy in his heart, but he didn't stop him.

"Mo Yunxiao, I didn't lose to you." Zhang Chun pursed his lips and continued to look at the rain curtain and said, "It was my brother who lost to the official family. ”

Mo Yunxiao just looked through his accounts while pacing, nodded and said, "Yes, your restaurant has never been empty." ”

"My brother was suddenly belittled, and I don't understand why." Zhang Chun's eyes became blurry again: "It seems to be like a Nanke dream, and now it can be regarded as waking up from a dream." ”

With a "bang", Mo Yunxiao put the account book on the counter and asked, "A few days ago, there was a fire in the Zichen Hall in the palace, do you know about it?" ”

Zhang Chun tilted his head slightly and said, "Everyone knows about this matter. ”

"That's it." Mo Yunxiao said: "I'm afraid that it was your brother who revealed the location of the official family to Concubine Zhu, and Concubine Zhu would kill him." ”

Zhang Chun was slightly startled, and his expression became stiff: "Even so, it is the first strike, and the official family will do something to him sooner or later." ”

"He wants the life of the official family, and the official family just lets him out." Mo Yunxiao looked at the ledger with a smile: "This is already Kuanren." ”

"Humph!" Zhang Dian suddenly stood up and said, "In that case, what are you doing here?" Didn't you take a fancy to my Changfeng Tower? ”

Mo Yunxiao nodded: "Yes." ”

"You ......" Zhang Dian was stunned for a moment, never expecting Mo Yunxiao to answer like this.

Mo Yunxiao glanced at the lobby and said, "The layout is fine, I want to bring your restaurant down and make a price." ”

"Humph! I don't sell! Zhang Chun stubbornly turned around, sat down in front of Maza, and said, "My brother will definitely come back again." ”

"Shopkeeper Zhang, don't deceive yourself." Huan'er, who stood in the mouth, said: "The official family is young, how can he spend it?" Zhang's shopkeeper, it is better to sell the family property while the official family has not yet been convicted, and he can still get a good end. If so......"

"Huan'er!" Mo Yunxiao interrupted her words, with a bit of reproach in her tone.

Huan'er stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

Mo Yunxiao let out a sigh of relief and said, "Once our Minglou also fell, I saw my father die in prison with my own eyes. Zhang, I can empathize with you. ”

"Humph! I don't believe you're so kind. Zhang Duan said coldly.

Mo Yunxiao gave Huan'er a look, and the latter nodded in understanding. "Shopkeeper Zhang, what do you think this is?" Huan'er took out a few paper tickets from her purse.

Zhang Chun looked at it and couldn't help but have his eyes shining. "Tea lead?" He looked at Huan'er in some surprise.

Huan'er grinned and said, "By the way, this is the tea introduction of our tea house." ”

Mo Yunxiao walked slowly and explained: "Shopkeeper Zhang, I didn't accept your shop for the purpose of merger, forcing you to have no place to stand. I'm using these few pieces of tea to attract you in exchange for your shop. No matter whether you can make a comeback in the future, I am confident that these few tea introductions will be enough for you to live for the rest of your life. ”

Zhang Dian looked at the tea guide in Huan'er's hand, revealing a look of disbelief.

The so-called "tea introduction" is a bill for trading with tea farmers. The tea seller receives money to give the other party a tea guide, and the other party can pick up the goods at any time with this bill.

However, with the economic prosperity of the Song Dynasty, the bills of tea, salt, and wine were no longer used as bills, but became similar to stocks, and they could make a profit once they were sold.

Although this amount of money is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Zhang Chun, the former shopkeeper of Changfeng Building, he is poor after all.

Mo Yunxiao completely grasped Zhang Chun's predicament. What he lacks is money, but it's not just money.

Because the failure of his business was not caused by poor management, but because their family was involved in a reverse case. Whether it is the government or the people, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at him. In such a situation, a large transaction will only cause unnecessary trouble.

Mo Yunxiao's trading in the way of tea quotation is not only concealed, but it will not be noticed by too many people, and Zhang Chun is naturally happy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chun couldn't help but sigh: "Mo Yunxiao is really thoughtful. In fact, for Mo Yunxiao, who lives in the 21st century and is well versed in the market economy, this is nothing more than a little common sense.

"How? Chapter shopkeeper! The tea in Huan'er's hand was still shaking gently.

At this point, the rain stopped a little, and the sun pierced the thick clouds and cast a glow. The eaves were still dripping with rain. Sunlight shines through the water droplets, refracting a rainbow-like effect.

This rainbow was reflected on the tea in Huan'er's hand, and it was even more shining.

Zhang Chun looked at it for a long time, and suddenly said: "If it's less than a thousand catties, it can be said that you can't move me!" ”

Huan'er sneered, took the tea and counted them one by one: "This one is five hundred catties, this one is eight hundred catties, yo, this one is one thousand catties!" And what else is this......"

Huan'er counted down one by one, and the total catty exceeded 5,000, and its market value also exceeded 10,000 yuan.

Such a large face value of tea can not be eaten even by the tea house for a while, it seems that Mo Yunxiao is really cutting meat to feed the eagle!

Zhang Chun's eyes widened with consternation, and he stammered, "This ...... This...... You ......"

Mo Yunxiao took the tea guide in Huan'er's hand, stuffed it into Zhang Chun's hand, and said with a smile: "In short, I must get the shop that Mo Yunxiao wants." Pack up your things and move quickly! ”

After she finished speaking, she took Huan'er and walked away. Zhang Chun looked at their distant backs, and then looked at the brand-new tea in his hand, and suddenly cried loudly.

By this time, the sky had cleared. But the street was still wet, and the air was filled with the smell of moist grass.

There are still very few pedestrians on the streets, but some vendors have put away their large umbrellas one after another, and are shouting loudly as they sort out their goods.

"Girl, we finally took over Changfeng Tower, and we got what we wanted!" Huan'er couldn't suppress her excitement. But she was a little indignant: "It's just that Zhang Chun's little old man is cheaper." Girl, you gave him so much tea, enough for him to be rich. ”

Mo Yunxiao said with a smile: "From now on, there will be no Changfeng Tower in Tokyo City, only the semicolon of our Ming Building." In comparison, what are those few tea leads? ”

"But he once hurt us!" Huan'er said.

Mo Yunxiao shook her head while looking at the street scene and said, "It's not him who harms us, it's Zhao Bi." Now that we've won, let's not fall into the trap again. Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future. You know that, right? ”

Huan'er nodded as if she didn't understand, and said, "Then do we want to go back?" Miss Wang is still waiting for us. ”

Mo Yunxiao suddenly stopped and thought for a while, and said, "Speaking of her, I promised to buy her Granny Cao's osmanthus drink. Yikes! I haven't had a drink in a long time. Do you want to drink it? ”

Huan'er is a playful and delicious person, and when she hears that there is a drink, she naturally claps her hands. So Mo Yunxiao smiled, took her hand and went in the direction of Cai He.

Mo Yunxiao, who has traveled through the years, knows very well that drinking is what later generations will call drinks. It's just that the drinks in the Song Dynasty were completely natural brewed, with neither preservatives nor chemical additives.

And this osmanthus drink is a major feature of Granny Cao's drink shop, although it is not as popular as the tea house, but the business has always been prosperous.

Because this season is not the busiest season for the canal, there are not many slender men on the Cai River, and some are just some river workers who repair bridges and roads, and repair embankments.

Mo Yunxiao looked at the Cai River, where the water flow was not turbulent, and couldn't help but think of the battle between the beggars and the Cao gang around the canal, and she was also full of emotion for a while.

At this time, Huan'er took the osmanthus drink in a paper cup. She handed a cup to Mo Yunxiao, and took a big sip of her own.

"Wow! Good thirst quenching! Huan'er couldn't help but sigh.

Mo Yunxiao also took a sip, it was really cool and delicious, and it also contained a faint aroma of osmanthus.

"Did you buy it for Miss Wang?" Mo Yunxiao asked.

Huan'er also looked at Cai He and replied, "Let's buy it for her after we finish drinking." ”

"It's fine." Mo Yunxiao nodded.

Suddenly, a gong sounded not far away. "Idlers avoid! Idlers avoid! The shouts were heard.

The master and servant looked sideways and saw that a group of officers and soldiers were slowly approaching, and among them was an official on horseback.

This official does not squint, has three locks of long beard, and looks to be in his forties, very much like Jia Zheng described in "Dream of Red Mansions".

Huan'er hurriedly pulled Mo Yunxiao to the side and muttered, "The official is here." ”

When the officers and soldiers staggered past her, the official inadvertently glanced at Mo Yunxiao. Naturally, Mo Yunxiao also glanced at him.

Mo Yunxiao saw a slight surprise in his eyes. It's no wonder that in these years, which Xiaomin is not afraid of officials? Especially such a lone woman.

Just as they were passing by, Huan'er hurriedly pulled the corner of Mo Yunxiao's clothes and said, "Girl, it's too rude to look at Shangguan like this." ”

"Oh, really?" Mo Yunxiao was a little confused.

"Of course it is!" Huan'er said: "Our tea house is indispensable to have the support of these dignitaries!" ”

"Minglou?" The officer suddenly looked back at the two of them, then motioned to stop.

Huan'er was so frightened that she couldn't help but retreat, but Mo Yunxiao still had an ignorant look