The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

"Boss, I've never heard of special tea before." People in the shop were also curious, how come special tea suddenly appeared.

This grade of tea is already 288 guan per jin.

How expensive must the special tea be?

"In the past, there really wasn't any, because special-grade tea is too precious. For example, when this grade of tea was picked, the best tea leaves were selected, and this special-grade tea is the best of the best.

In terms of aroma and taste, it is better, and it is more durable."

"There are not many special-grade teas this year. They are all supplied to the two emperors in the palace. This time, there are ten gift boxes. I think it is because we want to celebrate the beginning of the Zhenguan Dynasty and the current emperor's one year of governance. Only with the special permission of the emperor, ten sets are allowed. Each set is very precious.

It is so precious that it is difficult for our shop to set the price. We can only hold a grand event. Those who are destined to get it will get it."

The shopkeeper's words sounded good, and those who are destined to get it will get it.

But everyone present knew that once this was taken out and put on the table, it would be a contest of family wealth.

Such precious tea leaves, only ten boxes a year, can only be sold with the special permission of His Majesty in the palace. How many such opportunities can there be?

This time I caught up, but I don’t know when the next time will be.

“Everyone, on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, a grand event will be held in the teahouse opposite. At that time, invitations will be sent to your homes. Please go with the invitations.” The shopkeeper said with a bow.

“Then we will wait for your store to send the invitations.” Someone expressed his opinion on the spot.

There are invitations, which means that there are thresholds to enter this grand event.

This is not a bad thing. At least, with their status and position, they can’t go to that messy place. That’s not decent.

After hearing about this, the housekeepers and others who came to buy for the master also discussed with the shop assistants in private, saying that if there are invitations, which one should be sent to.

They were all well-known families in Chang'an City. They had made arrangements in advance. When the waiter went to deliver the invitation, he would tell the name of the teahouse and the doorman would receive it.

They could not let the host not get the invitation because they did not make arrangements in advance. If the host blamed them, they would not be able to bear the consequences.

"Don't worry, everyone. You are all frequent customers and distinguished guests of our store. There will be no shortage of invitations. Please wait for a while. The invitations will be delivered to you on the 27th at the latest." The shopkeeper said with a bow.

At this time, a group of people came into the teahouse. They also came to ask about the auction.

The shopkeeper asked this question from the teahouse opposite.

So he patiently explained it again.

After dealing with the distinguished guests, he asked the waiter to bring the red silk and spread it on the table. Then he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, wrote about the auction and the invitation on the silk, and finally wrote the date.

"Hang this at the door of our shop." Zhang Deyuan said to the waiter beside him.

This will save people from asking questions, and he would have to explain from the beginning if they asked.

Everyone who enters the door is a guest, and it is not okay to be rude to them.

But explaining it more than ten or twenty times a day is unbearable for anyone.

"Yes."

The waiter took the silk and hurriedly took it to the door to hang it.

In just half a day, the news that the tea shop and teahouse were going to hold an auction spread in Chang'an.

Mainly people who often go to the tea shop go back to inform their own owners, and the elegant people in the teahouse, if there is any movement in Chang'an City, they may know it the fastest.

The teahouse has almost become a gathering and dissemination place for news in Chang'an City.

In the afternoon, the teahouse is closed, and the same notice as the tea shop is posted at the door. People who come to the East Market pass by the two shops and go to see the silk at the door out of curiosity.

Especially the teahouse, a good teahouse, not open, the door is closed, and there is only such a notice hanging at the door, how can it not make people curious?

This curiosity makes people want to go and see, and once they see it, the news spreads.

Zhang Deyuan started to look through the account book in the store in the afternoon, and while looking through it, he wrote down the list, and then began to prepare invitations according to the people on the list.

However, he still had to go to the teahouse to discuss the seating issue with the shopkeeper of the teahouse.

Who should be arranged on the first floor and who should be arranged on the second floor.

According to the owner, no one will be arranged on the third floor, because it is too far from the platform below, and there is a lack of space.

Moreover, the master of the third floor will bring the emperor there that day, and the whole floor will be reserved for the master, and the house will also arrange the emperor's guards on the third floor.

Zhang Deyuan's heart is alreadyAfter thinking it through, the seats in the first floor hall will be arranged for the wealthy merchants and the small families in Chang'an City.

The private rooms on the second floor are reserved for the wealthy families in Chang'an City. This circle of rooms will be occupied anyway. Moreover, the wealthy families will bring their servants with them when they come to participate in this auction. There will be a sign with their family name hanging at the door. When they come in with the invitation, they will go directly to the second floor and look for the room by the wooden sign hanging at the door.

There will also be tables, chairs and benches on the corridor facing the downstairs on the second floor, just at the door of the room. If you don't like to sit in the room and want to sit upstairs to watch the excitement, you can naturally sit at the table at the door of the room, drink tea and watch the auction.

The next day, on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhang Deyuan handed over the business of the shop to the big boy, and then he thought about the list and seat arrangement upstairs.

Write the invitations in advance, and start sending them to the homes of those who need to be invited in the afternoon of the 26th.

The news of the auction of the teahouse's special tea gradually spread more and more in Chang'an City.

After Wang Fuzhi returned home, he told his family about the news.

He said that he wanted to go and see if he could bid and get a special tea.

If he could get it, whether it was for his own use or for future business, this special tea would be the most precious stepping stone.

Wang Fuzhi sat with the old man of the Wang family.

He poured tea for the old man.

"Grandpa, do you think that your grandson can succeed?" Wang Fuzhi asked.

"Your idea is right." Old Master Wang said: "I think there are many people who have the same idea as you, so you can go and participate, or you can go and see, but it may be difficult to bid."

"There are many wealthy families in Chang'an City, and there are naturally many who have the same idea as our Wang family. How confident are you that you can compete with them?"