They took it apprehensively, promising that the ice would be delivered by noon tomorrow.

Lu Xu watched them happily push the empty car away, returned to the store, and watched Cheng Pingbo and them ask the man to put the ice basin closer, and a sense of absurdity surged in his heart.

The most prominent nobles in the capital, and even in Daqi, met the ice-pickers, farmers who made a living from coolies on the outskirts of the city, in a shop at the foot of the imperial city.

It's both magical and realistic.

The ice basin was placed, and the shopkeeper asked the man to fan the ice basin with a fan, and the cool breeze gradually dispersed, and the temperature in the store slowly dropped.

Not to mention the guys in the store, even Cheng Pingbo secretly sighed and sighed comfortably-

Not to mention that they are overstretched in Chengping Bo's Mansion, even other Hou Bo are reluctant to use ice every day!

Especially in the past ten years, Emperor Hong'an has been picking the door day by day, and he can't send a few pots of ice in a year!

Except for the hottest days, who would dare to use it like this?

He couldn't help but be a little worried, Lu Xu, this kid is so fancy, will he lose money selling dim sum so cheaply?

He was silently worried, but he didn't know that Lu Xu was actually many times cheaper than them to buy ice.

Snakes have snake paths, and rats have rat paths.

The ice issued by the imperial court to the nobles is of the best quality.

Royal winter ice mining, the solar terms are not right, the temperature is not low, the non-fixed river section is not picked, the freeze is not real, the thickness is not enough, the color is not transparent, the exposed river surface is not good, and the sediment is not ......

Pick and choose, as long as the essence, there is really no one in which year, and even draw water from the well to freeze the ice, of course, expensive!

The people on the outskirts of the city are different, they just make a hard-earned money, they are not so selective, they are not well preserved, and they sell at a low price.

Not to mention the ice supply to Miyagi, even compared to the ice shops in the west and east cities that specialize in ice business, it is also very different. For the same size of ice, they don't ask for one-tenth of the price of those big shops.

Those noble people buy ice but don't do it neatly, don't melt it, don't do it clearly, don't pick all kinds of choices, the ice shop in the city hides ten percent of the ice, and only five or six percent can be sold, and it is not easy to store ice.

The people in the suburbs of Beijing are different, they all dig cellars in their own fields to store ice, what is the cost, and what is the cost of others opening shops in the capital to dig cellars and sell ice, it is not the same at all.

However, Lu Xu just took it cold, and he didn't eat it, it didn't matter if the shape was not good-looking, it didn't matter if it was a little mud and sand, and it didn't matter if it was transported over and melted into a part.

Ice basins have lids, take the lid and who knows if it is a boxy, octagonal pointed ice cube or a half-melted ice cube inside? Who can tell if there is sand and dregs left in the basin after melting?

Affordable!

Moreover, he bought directly from the farmer's house in the suburbs of Beijing, and the wholesale price was still taken, which was not expensive at all.

The better ice, Lu Xu also put it in a small copper basin and placed it next to the pastry. Large pieces of ice were also taken and spread under the shelves to save the cake from being fresh in hot weather.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Jiang Hao and they should also come, Lu Xu rearranged the pastries again to ensure that they looked more pleasing to the eye.

The shopkeeper and the guy couldn't sit still, and they couldn't wait to clean the whole store again.

The more than 20 nobles and Cheng Pingbo also checked the treasures they brought over and over again.

Most of the people who can play with Cheng Pingbo are lonely households who can't go up or down.

They are generally losers themselves, their fathers are losers, or they start to lose their families in the earlier generation, not to mention that they have not become celebrities in front of the emperor for two or three generations.

In addition to the great court will make up the numbers, there are only a few important palace banquets every year that can be mixed with the emperor, and those who are not enough to do it will not be able to drill the camp, and even the emperor will not be able to speak to it for a whole year.

If one day the emperor remembered them, nine out of ten they offended the imperial history and were impeached.

It was precisely because of this that when Cheng Pingbo was called over by Emperor Hong'an, he subconsciously felt that he was not involved.

Their lives are more than enough, they can't compare to Fan Xiao, who is in power, they can't compare to the county kings of the same clan and clan as the royal family, and they can't compare to the princes who have a high enough door......

Seeing the emperor's grandson today, or the only grandson of Daqi today, they are also quite nervous.

Cheng Pingbo sorted out his clothes again, and he was afraid that he would crumple his clothes, so he didn't even sit down.

The others were similar, all with visible nervousness.

However, Lu Xu saw Jiang Hao from time to time, and he was used to treating him as a child next door who ate and drank, but he was quite comfortable.

The only thing he was worried about was whether Jiang Hao would be temporarily detained by Mr. and called away by the crown princess, as far as he knew, the crown princess was reluctant to let Jiang Hao out of the palace.

He made a lot of cakes and biscuits for Jiang Hao, so he must come!

So, a room full of people looked out with their eyes in unison.

Hope for the stars and the moon.

Is the emperor and grandson coming?

Nearly half past noon, someone finally came to the door of the Yuehui Building, and the first serious guest of the day was startled as soon as he entered the door.

As soon as he stepped into one foot, he couldn't help but retreat, "This, is this the Yuehui Building?" ”

"Yes, you are?"

"I—I'll buy paper!" The young man replied boldly.

What's going on?

He hasn't been here for half a month, why is Yuehui Building so lively?

Isn't there usually no one from morning till night?

"Sun Gongzi!" It was the shopkeeper of Yuehui Building who recognized this regular customer and introduced: "This is the eldest son of Dr. Taixue Sun's family, who often comes to the shop to buy paper. ”

Honorables: "......? ”

I don't know!

Their children don't study Taixue and Guozijian, this kid doesn't come early or late, and he comes to buy paper at noon? It's really a hindrance!

Sun Daoqing also felt that his appearance seemed to be out of place, and he was hesitating whether to come back another day, when he suddenly saw a landscape painting hanging in the center of the hall.

He immediately shouted: "Cold River Green Smoke Map?!" ”

He turned his head and saw the calligraphy hanging from the roof on the other side, "Xuantao's Nine Thoughts Poetry!" ”

If you don't leave, he won't leave if you drive him out!

An afterimage of him walked around half of the room, and no one could see how he jumped over, only to see him standing in front of the calligraphy and painting like crazy, dancing and shouting: "Is it a real work?" Is it the real thing?! Put it down and get it closer, and let me see! ”

Crowd: "......"

Get him out of here!!

The author has something to say:

Xiao Sun: I'm not leaving! I'm not going! I'm not leaving! You dare to hang it for others to see!

Chapter 231: Subtle

The shopkeeper got the hints of Uncle Cheng Ping and several uncles, and hurriedly went over to invite Sun Daoqing out, but Sun Daoqing stood in front of the calligraphy and painting and refused to leave.

"Shopkeeper Mi, help me move a chair!" He's going to stand in a chair and look closely!

The shopkeeper thought to himself, and moved a chair! Sun Gongzi, if you don't leave, maybe some grumpy old man will take a chair and knock you out the door.

The shopkeeper hurriedly pulled him: "You come another day, come another day!" ”

"No, no, no! I must see it today! ”

"Come in the afternoon!"

"Why? I've seen it, how can I miss it?! Sun Daoqing excitedly pulled the sleeve of the shopkeeper: "There are only three pieces of Xuantao's calligraphy in the world, and even imitations are extremely rare. It's the most authentic thing I've ever seen in my life! ”

Wu Zhaohou stood aside for fear that this crazy boy would damage his treasure painting, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "What do you mean by being like a real handiwork!" This is the real thing! ”

"Huh! Is this Xuantao's Nine Thoughts Poem? It's like it! At this time, a clear, young, and even a childish voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Marquis Wu Zhao was furious: "This is the real thing!" My grandfather spent three thousand taels of silver to collect it from Xuantao's hometown! ”

The young man said: "Impossible, my grandfather said that my family's is the real thing." ”

Wu Zhaohou: "Little brat, your grandfather ......"

Hearing that he couldn't help but choke with the young man, and insulted the other party's grandfather, Cheng Pingbo and the other Hou Bo on the side hurriedly pulled him down, "Stop!" ”

"This is His Royal Highness!" Cheng Pingbo lowered his voice very low and whispered in his ear.

Jiang Hao saw that he was not convinced, and was still arguing with him: "My grandfather never lies!" ”

Wu Zhaohou took a closer look, this eyebrows, this look......

He fell to his knees with a puff.

Jiang Hao was taken aback, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Lu Xu interjected and helped the person up: "I'm hungry!" After talking for a long time, my legs are hungry and weak! Come on, come on, everyone sit down and talk while eating! ”

He turned his head and said in a low voice: "Master Hou, Your Highness is out of the palace in micro-service!" Tiny! You can't kneel!! ”

Marquis Wu Zhao wiped his sweat, grabbed Cheng Pingbo's arm and stood up, he hadn't seen the emperor and grandson for more than half a year, how could he grow so tall!

scared him to death, thanks to Cheng Pingbo's timely blocking, or he would have scolded Emperor Hong'an. Thinking of Emperor Hong'an, Marquis Wu Zhao couldn't help but shudder.

Everyone recognized Jiang Hao's identity, they were all a little restrained, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while, only Sun Daoqing didn't know, seeing that Jiang Hao also recognized the painting, and chatted with Jiang Hao.

"I'll just say it's an imitation! Little brother, you see, Jiusi Shifu is written by Xuantao in his prime, the style of words is at the beginning, although it is not as easy and free as the late period, but the vigorous and vigorous strength penetrates the back of the paper, you look at the word 'sadness', although it seems to be the same, but carefully distinguish a little lack of strength. ”

Lu Zhou and Mi Tian followed what he pointed at and looked closely, "Huh! It's true! ”

Jiang Hao: "It's too ...... Cough, my teacher said, Xuantao calligraphy is the most affectionate, especially when I was young, I couldn't help but indulge in the sway, lack of restraint, you see this 'sadness' word, although the writing is excellent, but there is no sadness, but also lack of that sense of fluency in one go. ”

Sun Daoqing was surprised.

Previously, Jiang Hao said that his family had authentic works, and he didn't believe it, but Jiang Hao said it right, and he believed it a little more.

He was interested: "Yes! If you look at the water word above, is the pen also weak? ”

Jiang Hao was surprised and said, "Where?!" ”

Mi Tian was short and couldn't see clearly, and he was also curious about stepping on his feet.

The shopkeeper just wanted to move the chair, but Lu Zhou had already lifted Mi Tian up.

Mi Tian watched it for a long time, but he still couldn't see it.

Jiang Hao stepped on the chair that the shopkeeper had just moved, looked at the word level, suddenly realized, and exclaimed: "This brother, you are so powerful, if it weren't for your guidance, I wouldn't be able to see it!" ”