Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

When the lanterns first came on, another group of guests just asked for Jingchun, and then walked away.

The sales of Jingchun in Chuuxuelou are concentrated in three time periods. When the doors first open in the morning, they are wholesaled to other main stores, brothels, Goulan, etc. They pay for the goods and deliver the goods. There is never any credit.

At noon and in the evening, some are prepared for individual guests to enjoy.

So no matter how many pieces are sold during the day, there will always be some left for sale at night.

These "guests" seemed to be focusing on this hour, and every time they sat down when they first received the guests, Jingyangchun would leave as soon as he came up.

For Chuuxuelou, there is no loss, and the money that should be collected can be recovered, but it has brought a great impact on normal customers.

Jingyangchun can be said to be the signature of Chuuxuelou. Although other stores also sell goods from Chuixuelou, and the price is slightly lower than that of Chuixuelou, customers still like to go to Chuixuelou, as if what they drink here is the most authentic scenery. spring.

Drinking a cup of Jingyangchun at Chuixuelou has become one of the things that tourists must do when they come to Bianliang, and it is not a low ranking.

Especially some so-called literati and poets insist on coming to Chuuxuelou to drink a glass of Jingyangchun, trying hard to find the looming... poetic flavor from the intoxicating atmosphere.

On the pink and white walls of the Chuuxue Tower, there are many traces left by some people's poetic enthusiasm.

elegant!

But unfortunately, this enjoyment has mercilessly disappeared since a few days ago.

When the guests sat down, they were regretfully informed by the waiter that today's Jingyang Spring has been sold out, please come early tomorrow.

But no matter how early they came, there was always someone earlier than them. During this period of time, the Jingyangchun that could be drunk in Chuuxuelou became less and less, and in the end there was nothing at all.

If it weren't for the support of the Imperial City Secretary behind the Chuuxuelou, and Ximenqing's work as an officer, it would have been unknown how many security incidents would have occurred in the Chuuxuelou.

The literati and poets who hit the wall had no choice but to cast their eyes on other places. What they didn't expect was that not only there was no Chuuxuelou, but there were no other main stores, brothels, Goulan...foot shops...all of them!

Bianliang is full of dejected and shaking heads of literati and poets everywhere, which has almost become a new landscape of Bianliang.

But Pan Jinlian and Jia's adhered to the rules set by Ximen Qing. Knowing that there was a problem behind it, before they figured it out, they absolutely followed the quota, not even one more bottle.

This made Cai You, who didn't show up behind the scenes, a little surprised.

If it were other merchants, I am afraid that they would have shipped in large quantities. If you can afford it, and I can afford it, who would struggle with money?Things are selling fast, so it is natural to collect a lot of money. No matter where the winery is, it is natural to go all out to produce Jingchun.

However, Chuixuelou has kept the rules set by Ximen Qing from the shopkeeper Pan down. No matter who comes, it will be sold out if it is sold out, and it will never sell a bottle secretly for anyone's sake.

"Could it be that this woman has already seen through her intentions?" Cai You waited for another two days, and the liquidity of Baihua Building had already started to have problems, and the Chuuxue Building was still slow to do what it should do, which made Cai You a little I can't sit still.

Every time Sang Sanniang sees Cai You, she is hesitant to speak. These days, she has invested [-] to [-] coins. Even if Sang Sanniang can manage again, she starts to feel that a smart woman can't live without rice.

But what Cai You said a few days ago made Sang Sanniang afraid to speak, and could not speak; after all, Baihualou belonged to Cai You, these properties, these girls, and even Sang Sanniang herself belonged to Cai You.

Sang Sanniang herself is just running for others, how can she have the right to make decisions?

The sound of Baihualou's working capital rushing out often echoed in Sang Sanniang's ears; if this continues, how long will Baihualou last?Although selling some branches in various states would be enough to pass this time, but in this way, does Baihualou have any face in this business?

Sang Sanniang may be ashamed, but she knows that Cai You is a person with great face; the only person who can make Cai You grovel and try his best to please him is only one person.

That is the Taoist Emperor Zhao Ji.

Since Zhao Ji was still King Duan, Cai You tried every means to get close to Zhao Ji, and everyone knew what he valued.

That year, Cai You was only 22 or [-] years old.

In addition, the Crown Prince Zhao Huan will not succeed... King Jia and Zhao Kai will not succeed... Even Cai You's own father, Cai Jing Cai Taishi who is now in the high position of the Grand Master, will not succeed.

Cai You is the eldest son, but Cai Jing prefers the second son, Cai Tao. The reason is also very simple. Cai You is really incompetent in the officialdom. He is a bachelor and attendant of Longtu Pavilion, and he will not do those market dramas for the emperor at all. down to business.

But Cai Tao is different, not to mention diligent and conscientious, and often helps Cai Jing handle official documents.

Cai You only chose to endure it for two years, and then turned against Cai Jing. The good father and son turned against each other.

Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji became a peacemaker, and also gave Cai You a mansion, and the father and son officially parted ways.

Therefore, Cai You absolutely does not allow his plan to fail, because he firmly believes that his plan can succeed.

Gao Qiu and Liang Shicheng sang together and chose a path for Cai You to crush the Chuuxuelou. After Cai You embarked on this path, he never thought of turning back.

"What's the situation in the market now?" Cai You suddenly asked Sang Sanniang, "Is there anyone else who dares to sell Jingyangchun?"

"Except for Chuuxue Tower, there is nothing else." Sang Sanniang sighed secretly, and replied honestly: "Master, how long will the first step of our plan last?"

Cai You chuckled: "Naturally, it will continue until Jingyangchun is no longer available in the market. When Jingyangchun disappears from everyone's eyes, everyone will go crazy looking for it. At that time, we can proceed to the next step of the plan. "

"But on the books..." Sang Sanniang was a little hesitant. After all, the liquid funds on the books were already below five figures. This was something that had never happened to Baihualou.

Since Cai You handed over the Baihualou to Sang Sanniang, under her efforts and painstaking management, the Baihualou has grown from one to ten, and then to a hundred, and her painstaking efforts have been soaked in it.

The book also changed from four figures to five figures, and will soon reach six figures; but a decision by Cai You made Sang Sanniang's years of hard work come to naught.

"I don't care about the things on the books." Cai You smiled slightly: "You decide how to do it."

"Remember, once you start the next step, it will be the harvest time. At that time, Chuuxuelou and Jingyangchun will disappear from the market."

Sang Sanniang returned a smile: "At that time, the master will be able to fulfill his wish and get Jingyangchun's brewing recipe."

"That's right." Cai You suddenly became serious: "Jingyangchun is indeed a good thing that no one has ever seen. In the hands of Chuuxuelou, such a good thing is simply a waste of money."

Sang Sanniang nodded: "But there was no movement at Chuuxuelou. It seemed that they didn't notice our actions behind the scenes at all...or didn't care about our actions at all? Then no one dared to touch the rules set by Ximen Qing ..."

"It's not a good thing to stick to the rules." Cai You showed a smile: "Although they surprised me a lot, as long as they follow our path, whether they want to or not, they will fall into our calculations."

After speaking, Cai You stretched out a well-maintained hand, even whiter than Sang Sanniang's; The mother knew it well, and there was still a little expectation in her heart.

"Then what kind of management does Ximen Qing know?" Cai You caressed Sang Sanniang's pink face, as if playing with high-quality jade: "Our Sanniang is the most capable."

"My slave... how dare you take credit for it?"

Sang Sanniang cooperated with Cai You's movement, knelt down in front of the couch where Cai You was sitting, and slightly pressed her pink face to Cai You's palm, which was actually cold, without any sweat or warmth a feeling of.

Cai You was very satisfied with Sang Sanniang's response, and seemed to inadvertently mention: "Sell the industries in those remote counties..."

Sang Sanniang's heart fluttered. It turned out that Cai You didn't look at the accounts on the surface, but he actually had an accurate estimate of how much money was left on the books of Baihualou.

Have you reached the point where you want to sell the property?

Sang Sanniang had heart palpitations for no reason. Every place was like her own children. Sang Sanniang lived in the expectation of seeing these "children" grow up every day. If she wanted to sell her property, even in remote counties, Sang Sanniang Sanniang also felt a sense of separation from her flesh and blood.

Baihualou is in a period of rapid development. Although it makes a lot of money every day, a lot of money is spent on development...more industries, more girls...more sites.

Sang Sanniang was unwilling from the bottom of her heart, but facing Cai You's request... no, it should be said to be a request, she didn't have the courage to say "no".

Cai You withdrew his hand, and there seemed to be surprise between his brows: "Why, Sanniang, don't you want to?"

With that cold hand withdrawn, Sang Sanniang felt her pink face warm up again.

Sang Sanniang lowered her head slightly, thinking quickly.

There must be some way to avoid doing this, there must be!

Cai You's face gradually became a little impatient, and he reached out to take down a short knife from the shelf next to it, and stroked the exquisitely carved patterns on it.

The rare ebony scabbard was touched black and bright, a plum branch entangled all the way up, but it was bright red in color, and the three blooming plum blossoms were pure white and flawless, which was particularly eye-catching against the ebony background.

Sang Sanniang recognized it as a gift from Japan, a dagger carried by a local warrior, called Wakizashi.

A good knife takes a lot of work to maintain.

Usually, Sang Sanniang takes care of it carefully, and in Cai You's eyes, it is indeed an excellent plaything.

Looking at this wakizashi, Sang Sanniang's mind was like a flash of lightning, and suddenly remembered something.