I haven't seen this money yet, so I will let myself post a tea garden?

He does have a tea garden, and it is the best in Datang, but it feels a little uneconomical to let himself take it out like this.

"How can you calculate, this is also Lao Li's business, Yanzi, bring the turnover of the teahouse in the past few days."

Li Yanran gave the eldest grandson Yan a look, and the other party also nodded, and after a while, he sent it to Li Zhi with a stack of reports.

"How much money have you made in the past few days?"

After reading the report, Li Zhi was also a little surprised,

Perfume is very expensive, but raw materials are scarce and cannot be sold on a large scale, but tea is different, this can be sold on a large scale.

If tea drinking can really be promoted to the entire Datang, then the money earned every day is not comparable to perfume.

"It's a pity, if there were more and better tea plantations, this flow of water should be multiplied several times."

Li Yanran sighed slightly, looking extremely pityful.

Big brother, I know your weakness, so don't be fearless resistance.

"Don't talk about it, how about two high-grade tea gardens, two medium-sized tea gardens and hundreds of acres of mountains around the tea garden?"

As Li Yanran thought, Li Zhi was unable to resist.

At this time, the tea garden is chicken ribs for him, and it is a pity to abandon it if it is tasteless.

Instead of wasting manpower and financial resources there, it is better to take it out now and hand it over to the Tree Man Teahouse, and you can still seize this rumor and make more money.

"Lao Li, this tea garden and mountain land must not be given for nothing."

Seeing Li Zhi take out so much at once, Li Yanran couldn't do it at all.

"I want forty percent of the tea room's business."

gave Li Yanran a look you know me, and Li Zhi said his request.

"Lao Li, you're a little too much, your tea garden is not a charcoal in the snow, but the icing on the cake.

This Shuren teahouse is not only us, but also the sons of the three grandfathers of the country are also among them, and they will give you a maximum of thirty percent. ”

Li Yanran shook her head, it doesn't matter if it's Lan Kwai Fong, but there are more people here who share the money.

If you take away forty percent, and the rest is so much, how will everyone divide it.

Doing business is about everyone's profit, and we can't just take care of ourselves.

"The sons of the three princes?"

Li Zhi was a little confused, it's only been a few days, and your small group has expanded again?

Several sons of the grandfather of the country have come over, is it so powerful?

Li Yanran doesn't have this connection, so it must be the ghost of Changsun Yan.

Feeling Li Zhi's gaze, Changsun Yan scratched his head and quickly explained: "They are all my playmates, and if you are idle and bored, you will take them to do some small business." ”

"The face of a few old princes still has to be given, three achievements and three percent, I will send you the documents when I am ready, and when the time comes, you can send someone south to receive it."

It is also the scourge of Chang'an that can play with the eldest grandson Yan, and being able to be managed by Li Yanran can be regarded as a benefit to one party.

Li Yanran nodded, you don't have to worry about these things yourself, it is most appropriate to leave them to Changsun Yan to deal with.

"Okay, now it's time to get down to business, how sure are you? If not, this poetry conference will not be held. ”

After the side story was finished, Li Zhi turned his attention to the literary and poetry conference.

If Li Yanran is not sure, he will make this literary and poetry conference impossible to convene.

"Why don't you hold the Literary Poetry Conference? Lao Li, your thighs are a little hard! ”

Li Yanran was really suppressed.

I have some doubts, what is the identity of this Lao Li?

"Don't think about it, if I do this, I have to beg people everywhere and spend a lot of money, but for the sake of the Shuren Teahouse, this matter is incumbent."

Li Zhi watched Li Yanran staring at him with a ghostly head, and hurriedly explained!

"Gongzi Li, in fact, it's very simple to judge whether Brother Li has the ability to go out for the Shuren Tearoom, why don't you just let Brother Li write a poem on the spot?"

Changsun Yan looked at the two people who were staring at each other with big eyes, and also quietly interjected.

He has a lot of confidence in Li Yanran, but Li Zhi can't help it if he doesn't believe him.

Who made the family emperor?

"Hmm,"

Li Zhi nodded and gave Eldest Sun Yan an approving look.

What did you kid say, let Li Yanran write a poem, and know his level.

"Dafan Literary and Poetry Conference, in the end, it must be a decisive victory in the setting of the scene and poetry, today I will set a scene for you, with this tea as the theme, and write a poem."

Li Zhi picked up the teacup in front of him, pressed the floating tea leaves with a gaiwan, and took a sip slowly.

"It's too simple to write poems with tea, just make a poem to taste tea."

"Shoot the buds of the eagle in the bush,

The old man sent it to the immortal family.

There is more Xiangjiang Moon tonight,

Shine out a bowl full of flowers. ”

After Li Yanran finished speaking, she lifted the boiling water and filled the teacup, and a bud of tender tea was like a blooming petal spreading out in an instant under the high temperature of boiling water, which was in response to the last sentence to shine out of Feifei's bowl of flowers.

"Okay."

The eldest grandson Yan clapped his hands directly, and those who didn't know thought that this poem was written by him.

"Okay? Do you know what's good? ”

Li Zhi was depressed, do you understand, just say okay.

"The good thing... Fortunately.. Hehe, I don't know."

Eldest Sun Yan scratched his head and stepped aside embarrassedly.

Didn't I cheer up Brother Li, as for embarrassing him so much.

"This poem is really good, the top is realistic, the bottom is freehand, especially the last sentence shows Fei Fei's bowl of flowers, when it is the finishing touch, this is really what you made?"

Li Zhi glanced at Changsun Yan and stared at his second brother tightly.

He wanted to know whether the other party was perfunctory and copied the poems he copied or whether he really had real talents.

The literary and poetry conference is not a matter of copying one or two poems and passing the test.

"That's right."

Li Yanran's poem was written by Liu Yuxi in later generations, but he is not born yet, so no one should ask for the copyright if he copied it himself.

"Then I'm setting a song, with the simplest flower as the theme."

Li Zhi is a little skeptical in the end, the poem just now is not absolute, it is also a good work, it is really difficult for him to connect it with Li Yanran.

"Flower, this is too simple, Lao Li, listen."

The corners of Li Yanran's mouth showed a trace of disdain, the wind and snow, flowers, birds, fish and insects, are the most common objects of literati and, this is what you want to test yourself?

"Layers of peach and plum blossoms on the mountain."

"Fireworks in the clouds are people."

"Silver and gold hairpins come to negative water,"

"Long knife and short gassa to burn she."

Li Yanran finished the poem in four steps step by step, although it was not as difficult as Cao Zhi's seven-step poem, it was also a shocking skill, which shocked Li Zhi.

This time, Changsun Yan didn't open his mouth to applaud, but just silently gave Li Yanran a look.

He knew that this kind of scene was not suitable for an illiterate interjection like himself, so it was better to be an honest spectator.

Li Feng's eyes lit up, he didn't know where to find a notebook, and with a stroke of his pen, he wrote down all Li Yanran's poems.

"This poetic mood is good, but when did you go to a house in the mountains when you were a young grade, and you saw people farming there."

It took a long time for Li Zhi to come back to his senses, this poem looks like it was made by a person with deep experience, how could it come from Li Yanran's mouth?

"Lao Li, you look down on people, then listen to this song again."

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red."

"The human face does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze."

Li Yanran sang another song of the ancient masterpiece "Title Capital City Nanzhuang", don't give you a little bit of power, I really am a vegetarian when I am a copyist.

Do I need experience? I just need to memorize.

As long as I have a good memory, the world has ten buckets, I have eleven buckets exclusively, and the people of the world owe me a bucket.

"This one... All right? ”