Chapter 88
These are royal ladies, some of them know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, and they have to buy a perfume with a base of a hundred, and they are a little bit sorry to fool the master at home with one or two consistent green tea.

"There is also this kind, the quality is better than that of the wooden barrel, and the price is one, two or five."

The maid again took out a small silver bucket and placed it in front of the ladies.

"Bring out the best."

Changsun looked domineeringly at the maid, who was so ink-stained, and directly took out the best tea, she didn't buy the right one, only the expensive one.

Otherwise, she would feel a little guilty for spending so much money on Changsun Wuji.

"This is the best tea, and a barrel costs ten guan."

The maid finally brought out a silver box, opened it to reveal the white jade bottle inside and a teacup made of white porcelain and silver, which were specially fired according to Li Yanran's design.

"I want the best one, let's get five catties first."

The Changsun family waved domineeringly. Although I don't know if this Haagen-Dazs belongs to Changsun Yan, Lan Kwai Fong's hard-working marketing alone must have a great relationship.

"Madam, the purchase limit of these tea products from Haagen-Dazs is five taels per person, and it is hard to obey a catty."

The maid was really shocked by Mrs. Changsun. Just now she wondered if someone would want it for such an expensive price, but now she was slapped in the face.

Starting with five catties, that is five hundred guan, these people are too crazy.

"Five taels? Are you looking down on people here?"

Changsun was depressed, it was the first time for her that someone disliked selling too much of her stuff, purchase limit?
Is it because you are afraid that you can't afford it?
"That's right, the purchase limit is five taels per person, which is too little."

"Yes."

A group of ladies also opened their mouths one after another, and the purchase limit of five taels per person is only fifty sticks, but the price of half a bottle of perfume is so cheap, how can they afford it.

"Ma'am, this is what our boss means. It's not that we don't want to sell it. It's just that tea is limited. Please forgive me."

The maid was about to cry, none of these ladies are cheap.

At first glance, she is awe-inspiring, but when she speaks, she is really big.

"Forget it, five taels is five taels, let's buy some and go home to see if the master likes it."

Changsun's family is also generous, after all, she is a VIP, and the discounts are high, and the regular price of five taels of tea is 32 guan, and the discount is only [-] guan, which is really cheap.

After buying tea, Mrs. Changsun also bought some pastries, which cost tens of pennies, and the half-price price was nothing to her.

After purchasing, the Changsun family returned with a full load and returned to the Changsun Mansion.

Changsun Wuji has been obsessed with the pleasure of tea these few days, every day when he comes back from the court, he sits there drinking tea, and after drinking the tea, he is also thinking about something,
The taste of drinking tea like this is really good, but it is too simple and lacks a artistic conception, which cannot reflect the beauty of this tea.
It is always necessary to add some steps to make drinking tea more elegant, so that it is in line with the identity and status of other generations.

"Master, look what I brought back for you."

When Changsun entered the door, he immediately saw Changsun Wuji who was meditating, and slowly came to his side, and put the new tea he just bought on the table.

"What good things did Madam bring me?"

Changsun Wuji glanced at the box in front of him, it was mixed with silver and silver, it was not ordinary at first glance.

"It's tea."

Mrs. Changsun smiled slightly, and opened the tea box, revealing the white marble bottle inside.

"Tea?"

Hearing the name of tea, Changsun Wuji was taken aback, and a bad thought suddenly floated in his mind.

"That's right, this tea is different from the tea you used to eat. It can be drunk simply by brewing, and the tea has a delicate fragrance. It is definitely a rare and superb product."

Changsun's self-introduction did not notice that Changsun Wuji's face had gradually turned dark.

"Ma'am, what is the price of this tea?"

Changsun Wuji has already confirmed that what his wife told his son should be a kind of tea, what he wants to know most now is how much this profiteer can sell himself if it is paired with a tea box and put in a jade bottle.

"It doesn't matter what the price is, as long as it suits the master's appetite."

Changsun took out the teacup from the tea box, picked up a few strands of tea leaves with the wooden tweezers next to the jade bottle, and put them into the teacup.

The maid Cui Ya also came over with a pot of freshly boiled water, and poured some water into the teacup.

The snow-white teacup is paired with carefully selected special buds, and rolling up and down in the hot water can be regarded as a kind of enjoyment.

"Master, please taste."

"Ma'am, tell me how much this tea costs, otherwise you won't dare to drink it for your husband."

The more he looked at this thing, the more Changsun Wuji trembled, not because he cared about money, but because he was afraid that his wife would be fooled.

After all, no one's money came from a strong wind, so it would be a little distressing to lose so much.

"Master, what's the matter? This tea is not expensive, and it's only fifty per ounce."

"How many?"

Hearing the price, Changsun Wuji really went crazy.

What Changsun Yan brought for himself was only one or two guan, but you prodigal woman bought fifty guan and one or two, really thinking that his eldest grandson Wuji's money fell from the sky.

"What's the matter? No matter how expensive I am, I'm spending it for the master. Does the master still want to beat me?"

The Changsun family glanced at Changsun Wuji, with a cold light in his eyes.

Why, your eldest grandson Wuji still wants domestic violence?

"No, but this is really a profiteer. Madam doesn't need to buy me tea from now on."

The eldest grandson Wuji is depressed. Madam has been with him for decades, from the cardamom girl to the present. It is a lie to say that she doesn't like it.
But you are such a prodigal, and you are matched with a good son, Changsun Yan.

Even if there is a golden mountain in the eldest grandson's family, it will not be able to withstand your construction.

"Remember the master's teachings."

After saying that, Changsun took the box of Yuye wine from Cuiyun and put it in front of Changsun Wuji, then turned and left.

When the back of Mrs. Changsun was no longer visible, a voice floated from afar: "This is the Yuye wine I bought for the master for two thousand guan, the master should taste it more."

Hearing this eldest grandson Wuji could only smile wryly, it still tasted the same, and the price was still the same.

Ma'am, don't you want to explain why Mrs. Yuchi Jingde bought [-] guan for the same bottle of wine, but you got [-] guan?
Does the grandson's family appear to be rich?

Shaking his head, Changsun Wuji could only go with the Changsun family,
I can't bear to be beaten, and I can't bear to be scolded, but I can't be sullen all by myself, I have to experience the sorrow of others to some extent.

"Come here, invite Lu Guogong, and E Guogong will go to the palace to have a banquet."

"Huh? This pastry is unique and delicious."

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Jingde were taken aback when they received the news of Changsun Wuji's invitation, and immediately understood what the other party meant, they were sulking over their own mother-in-law's prodigal family, now it's all right, there is something to complain about.

Without any hesitation, the two of them boarded the carriage with the so-called Silk Road Heavenly King Yuye Wine and headed towards Changsun's Mansion.

After the three of them met, each gave a wry smile, and then took out a thousand gold wine from their bosoms,
Looking at the three identical bottles of wine, the three also looked at each other.

"One thousand strings."

"One thousand five hundred."

"It's still two thousand."

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