"The grand opening of the Xingchen Teahouse, brand new works, new food, one per day, each session is limited to fifty people, and the ticket price is three hundred citrine coins per person!"

At the end of May, such a notice was suddenly posted at the newly renovated Xingchen Teahouse in Linshui City. There are no exciting words, it's like informing everyone that we have increased the price, and we have a limited sale, you love it or not!

Originally, many viewers were waiting, after all, this is the first teahouse, and there will definitely be new shows after the reopening. But after this notice came out, the audience's attention was all shocked by the ticket price of 300 citrine coins, and the new works and new diets written earlier were completely ignored by everyone.

"Crazy, they're crazy! Three hundred citrine coins, why don't you go and grab them!"

"They were so brainstormed by other teahouses that they could come up with such a price, three hundred citrine coins, enough for my expenses for more than half a year!"

"Hmph, let them play on their own, take us for the wrongs, they'll have to close the door again in a few days!"

"Jiang Xingchen is so poor and crazy, hasn't he been in the limelight this year, he has promoted his title and expanded his territory, now it seems that he is simply an idiot, I really don't know how he got promoted!"

"I watched his and Xie Wanrou's tour, needless to say the music, the stage design is also whimsical, no matter how you look at it, I'm not an idiot!"

"That is, if he were an idiot, the emperor would support him like this!"

"Cut! Not an idiot, can he set such an unreasonable price and treat us viewers as fools? The emperor pushed him, it is estimated that it is a political method! In fact, this kid is not a fart!"

"You're a idiot. Can't this price be ordered by his subordinates! Tell you, if Jiang Xingchen says a bad word again, the old lady will overturn your whole family!"

"Dead nymphomaniac. Even if it's the price set by Jiang Xingchen's subordinates, he is a fool with such an idiot!"

"You bastard, the old lady scratches you to death!"

In front of the Xingchen Teahouse, there were different opinions, all kinds of noise, and it was almost a mess. Most people think Jiang Xingchen is crazy. There are those who are disdainful of such a price, and there are those who are indignant. Laugh at it even more.

Of course, there are also Bauhinia fans who are speaking for Jiang Xingchen. But what they are talking about is Jiang Xingchen personally, and it has nothing to do with setting prices.

On the second floor of the restaurant opposite the Xingchen Teahouse, Young Master Wang. Zhang Jia and the others were about to laugh.

Originally, a few days ago, they saw that the teahouse had changed its name again. It was renovated with great fanfare, and he was still a little nervous, thinking that Jiang Xingchen had some new means, how could he have imagined that it would be like this in the future.

"This kid is funny, it's so funny, the ticket price of three hundred citrine coins, what does he think!" a young man laughed.

"Haha......ha Do you still need to ask, you must be squeezed by us!What is the youngest viscount of the empire. The most outstanding genius is simply in vain! Idiots and madmen will set a ticket price of 300 citrine coins!" Zhang Jia grinned as he clutched his stomach. The muscles on the feminine face twitched.

"Not necessarily, maybe he was careless, his head was sat on by a pig, ......ha

It took a long time for Young Master Wang to stop laughing, breathe a sigh of relief, raise his wine glass, and said loudly: "In a few days, this Xingchen Teahouse will have to close!

"In the future, I will have to rely on Young Master Wang to take care of it more!" the other people raised their glasses at the same time.

Downstairs, the people in front of the Xingchen Teahouse have also begun to disperse, as if no one is interested in this teahouse anymore.

Only a few people are still there, all of them are die-hard fans of Bauhinia, no matter what others do, they all support Jiang Xingchen. If you can follow the tour all the way down, 300 citrine coins will still be spent!

But at this moment, a luxurious carriage suddenly turned around the corner of the street and drove to a stop in front of the Xingchen Teahouse. As soon as the door opened, an elegant-looking middle-aged man walked down!

"Isn't this the tax collector?" all the people who were about to leave stopped. Those who can come to this street are either nobles or rich people, and they all know this middle-aged man.

"What is the tax collector doing here, is it to collect taxes?"

"Xingchen Teahouse has set such a high price, of course, it has to charge heavy taxes!"

"But people haven't started business yet, and they haven't made a profit, so what taxes do they charge?"

"You are stupid, the shop has to pay a fixed tax every month! Xingchen Teahouse has set such a high price, it must have to increase the tax!"

However, to everyone's surprise, the tax collector did not enter the teahouse, but stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking at the street corner.

The next moment, another carriage turned from the corner of the street, drove quickly to the door of the Xingchen Teahouse and stopped, and a big man jumped out of the car.

"Sheriff, I'm going, sheriff is here too!" exclaimed in a low voice.

If the tax collector has a relationship with the Star Teahouse, the sheriff is completely out of touch.

Then another carriage arrived, and out of the carriage was a middle-aged woman, who was also very familiar to the people, who was in charge of the division of cultivated land in the territory.

Seeing this woman, people were shocked again, Qi Yueling was a major grain producer, and this position was even more important than that of a tax officer.

After that, people became more and more frightened, and one after another carriages arrived, either the high-ranking officials in the territory, or the first few wealthy tycoons, all of whom were figures that Qi Yue could handle.

At this time, people realized that something was wrong, and it was impossible for them to come to trouble the Xingchen Teahouse, and they were obviously all invited.

"Is Jiang Xingchen's energy so great, actually ...... Invite all the characters with heads and faces in Linshui City!"

"Set the price of 300 citrine coins, these characters are still coming to cheer, who is crazy?" a voice came from the crowd.

This sentence almost expressed everyone's thoughts, they were already a little confused at this time, and they really couldn't understand why these high-ranking big people would cheer for a teahouse that was about to close.

On the second floor of the restaurant opposite, Young Master Wang and the others were also stunned. I didn't notice the wine in the wine glass spilling on my body.

"The Collector of Revenue, the Magistrate, the Minister of Land Management. Minister of Noble Administration...... Paralyzed, what the hell is going on, is Jiang Xingchen crazy or are they crazy......" Zhang Jia muttered.

"I'm the next Olympian! Grandpa is actually here too!" Young Master Wang's eyes suddenly widened, and another carriage came on the street.

When the other people saw the carriage, they exclaimed, "My lord, the Grand Duke is here!

Not only them. Many onlookers downstairs exclaimed, Lord Qi Yue Wang Shuangyang, one of the seven great dukes of the empire. The whole empire is a stomping and trembling figure, and he actually came to cheer.

At this time, the happiest thing is to count a few iron fans of Bauhinia, so many heavyweights have arrived. Even the Grand Duke came. What does this mean, it is said that the Xingchen Teahouse will definitely not be closed, otherwise these people will not be able to lose this face. As for the price of three hundred citrine coins, they were automatically ignored by the excitement.

Then, the chin of several people was raised high, and their eyes flashed with excitement, and their eyes scanned everyone, bringing out a hint of condescending.

The second floor of the restaurant. Young Master Wang, Zhang Jia and several young people are stupid. Like the people below, they couldn't figure out why the Grand Duke had come to cheer on him personally. Is Jiang Xingchen's influence in the empire so great......

"What about the duke's support, a few days ago he contacted the world's commercial houses to get a batch of high-quality grain varieties of Xuanyuan Tianzong, I guess that the uncle gave him face because of this!" Young Master Wang said with a cold face.

"That's right! The ticket price of 300 citrine coins depends on who will listen to it! Even if he relies on his own influence, it is impossible to support it for long!" Zhang Jia also said.

"Even if it's an iron fan of Bauhinia, it's impossible to consume so much of three hundred citrine coins a day......"

At that moment, another carriage turned the corner and followed the carriage of the Grand Duke.

"Sixth Legion, look at the mark, this is the car of Wei Ning, the commander of the Sixth Legion! Even he is here!" was another exclamation on the street.

"I'm the second Ao! This bastard's influence is too wide!" Young Master Wang upstairs had his eyes round again.

"Is he really not even eighteen years old, and all the people he comes into contact with are upper-class people!" Zhang Jia muttered.

At this moment, they no longer had the ridicule and pride they had just now, and they felt that they were not at the same level as Jiang Xingchen at all, as if they were the juniors of others.

Downstairs, the scene fell silent, and there was silence in front of the Xingchen Teahouse, all watching the carriage of the Grand Duke and the Legion Commander.

The carriage stopped, and the slightly chubby Wang Shuangyang walked down, followed by him, and Jiang Xingchen also stepped out of the car.

Immediately after, Wei Ning, the commander of the Sixth Army Corps, also walked down from the carriage behind.

"Uncle Wang!" Wei Ning said hello to Wang Shuangyang and said to Jiang Xingchen: "Little friend, you are a rare guest! The teahouses have all been opened to Linshui City, and they don't say go to my place to have a look!"

"Legion Commander, forgive me, I really didn't have time before! Come here this time, isn't this a banquet for you!" Jiang Xingchen said with a smile, his tone seemed very close.

Wang Shuangyang on the side listened to it, and couldn't help but praise in his heart: "No wonder the emperor will set this kid as a benchmark, as soon as he speaks, he can see the level, and he is close!"

Wei Ning smiled and pointed at Jiang Xingchen: "You kid, you came to me because of something!"

"Commander, I'm inviting you to enjoy it!" Jiang Xingchen also laughed.

"Hehe, this is what you said, if you can't get something good today, you have to agree to my request when you turn around!" Wei Ning said.

"Needless to say, our relationship, what is the use of the legion commander, in a word!" Jiang Xingchen came to his chest and broke a boulder.

Wang Shuangyang listened to the corner of his mouth twitching: "This kid is really climbing along the pole, are you really so familiar?"

As they spoke, they had already walked to the Star Teahouse, and the sheriff and others waiting here bowed down and greeted them together: "I have seen Lord Duke, Legion Commander!"

"Hmm!" Wang Shuangyang waved his hand, asked everyone to get up, looked at the notice of the Xingchen Teahouse and said with a smile: "Three hundred citrine coins, you really dare to set the price!"

"Lord Duke, the so-called penny is worth the goods, there is no corresponding good thing, and I don't dare to set such a price!" Jiang Xingchen bowed slightly, took the lead, and led the way to the door of the teahouse. (To be continued......)