The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

Cui Renshi smiled and said, "It's one of the reasons. If you can think of anything else, tell me anytime." Cui Renshi didn't say much, but asked his son to think about it. When he figured it out, he would continue to talk to him. When he couldn't think of anything else, he would slowly tell him why. "We have already got the first box of tea. We won't participate in the rest. Just wait and see." Cui Renshi said, "Today's limelight has been exhausted. Next, just watch and don't get involved. Leave a way out." "Yes." Cui Yi bowed and responded. Just now, Cui Yi went downstairs to get this box of tea. Many people in the hall recognized the young master of the Cui family, and they knew that the people who came to the private room on the second floor today were all important people. In the private room No. 2, the Qinghe Cui family, seeing that Boling had already taken a box, were ready to get the second box. On the third floor, Fang Xuanling sighed. "Bo Ling Cui family has a deep foundation. Five thousand guan, they are really rich."

"This amount of money is nothing to them." Changsun Wuji said: "It is no problem for them to buy a box to taste, but perhaps it is interesting that they buy a box and may receive another box, or even two boxes in the future."

Changsun Wuji's words are meaningful, but Li Shimin agrees.

Seeing the people bidding for tea in the teahouse today, he knew that if he used this as a gift to ask for help in the future, the weight would be imaginable.

Let's see who the next nine boxes belong to.

Maybe they were all taken back by the aristocratic families with deep foundations, and they will not be left outside.

According to the transaction price of the first box, the ten boxes will be fifty thousand guan.

This is just the money earned from tea in today's auction.

What about the income of the teahouse?

With so many people coming to such a grand event, each person gets a cup of tea, and the teahouse also makes a lot of money.

This good brother of mine, the people under his command are really a lot, and they are all good at making money.

The second box of tea was brought up, and there was another wave of passionate bidding.

With the first box of proof, the transaction price in the future will definitely not be less than 5,000 guan.

The second box was bought by Cui of Qinghe for 6,300 guan.

Then the third box was bought by Li of Zhaojun for 6,500 guan.

.......

Until the last box.

Because everyone already knew that there would be no more next time, this was the last one.

Therefore, everyone's bidding was particularly fierce.

This was the most lively box.

At one point, it was fought over for 8,000 guan. After 8,000 guan, the bidding became much more conservative, and it was all increased by 10 or 20 guan.

The main goal was to make it last.

Li Shimin's eyes were a little red.

It's not a serious problem, it's mainly greed.

It's like spending money that is not your own.

Even as an emperor, he can't do this, spending a lot of money for a box of tea.

More than 8,000 guan, this is enough for the inner court to spend for a long time.

Even enough for him to hold a large banquet in the palace.

The result? In this teahouse, it's just a box of tea...

Not only Li Shimin was silent.

Changsun Wuji was silent, and Du Ruhui's heart was finally hanging.

The Jingzhao Du family called out 8,100 guan.

Well, he followed His Majesty, Fang Xiang and You Pushe to see their own jokes.

The Changsun family did not participate, and the Fang family only called out 2,000 guan, and they didn't say anything.

Fortunately, the price soon came to 8,600 guan, and the Jingzhao Du family was out of business.

Du Ruhui kept reciting in his heart.

Stop shouting, stop shouting.

I can't stand it anymore.

My butt is burning, I can't sit still.

What are you shouting for? Save your energy. Can't you use it for something else?

Du Ruhui sat in the private room on the third floor and sighed.

In another room, Li Yuan was happily listening to the quotes outside.

Now, he is a pure man of fun.

How rich are those people? Doesn't he know?

Spend it. In the end, 20% of the money will fall into his pocket. The harder the people shout, the more comfortable Li Yuan feels.

This feeling, no matter how you taste it, it feels comfortable.

It's so refreshing!

"At this price, there are fewer people who can bid confidently." Li Yuan said with a smile: "But it's more than 8,000 strings of cash, which is indeed about the same."

In Li Yuan's eyes, if the special tea costs 8,000 strings of cash, he won't pay for it.

After all, there is no shortage of it in Da'an Palace.

This feeling makes Li Yuan feel comfortable.

It is hard to find it outside, but he can enjoy it anytime.

It seems that after returning,This special tea should also be strictly controlled in the palace.

When old ministers go to Da'an Palace in the future, they will be given first-grade tea.

Otherwise, if they are rewarded too much, they can often drink it in Da'an Palace, and the price outside will not be able to be called up.

We must make them think that special tea is very expensive, very expensive!

That's interesting.

Father and son are connected by heart. There is another person next door who has the same idea as Li Yuan, and that is Li Shimin.

He looked at the three ministers sitting beside him.

He thought to himself that in the future, when discussing matters in Liangyi Hall, they should directly serve them tea with first-grade tea.

Special tea is expensive.

In addition to the Du family, the Fang family also has money. Why did they stop bidding after bidding two thousand strings of cash?

If they don't bid, how much money will their 30% profit lose?

Well, well, relying on the fact that they can drink good tea in the palace, they won't go out to rob, right?

Why can't they learn from the Jingzhao Du family?

As for Changsun Wuji...

Li Shimin knew what kind of strength his brother-in-law had now, so he didn't consider Changsun's family.

However, if Changsun Wuji could take out some of his family's wealth to buy a box of special tea.

That wouldn't be a big deal.

After all, the money was shared by the inner court!

In the end, the price of the last box of tea was set at 8,600 guan, and Zhang Deyuan hammered down hard on the stage.

At this time, he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth at all, and the smile hung on his face, making every wrinkle on his face clearly visible.

"8,600 guan! Deal!"

"This is the last box of special tea in our auction today, congratulations!"

After saying that, Zhang Deyuan put down the gavel in his hand and took the lead in applauding.

Everyone in the hall also applauded.

It was wonderful, really wonderful.

Especially the fight for the last box of tea.

Eight thousand six hundred strings of cash, this was unthinkable before.

A box of tea, three taels, was really sold at a sky-high price.

I thought the first box of five thousand strings of cash was the limit, but I never expected that it was just the starting point.

In this way, the Cui family of Boling really made a profit.

If there are merchants reselling it, the five thousand strings of cash can be sold for three thousand strings of cash!