Xin Tianyou suddenly remembered something, shrank his hand back and asked:

"Why is this thing so expensive? I think it's only 20 to 30 kilograms, which is at most 30,000 taels of gold."

The woman saw that the cooked duck was about to fly, and said anxiously:

"Customer, the account cannot be calculated like this. Look at this carving craftsman, there is no second one in the world. The three top craftsmen have taken a whole year!"

Xin Tianyou nodded and said:

"Yes, it's true that art is priceless. I also want to buy some mitr silver, can I get a discount?"

The woman said:

"Misins' market price is 1 to 10 compared to gold. Our family has to 10 to 10.5 to ensure that the purity of 999 is not adulterated. If the customer buys more, there is indeed a discount."

Xintianyoudao:

"Okay, I'll buy a ton."

The woman smiled and said:

"Okay, a pound of mites...ah, a ton. What did you say, you, you..."

After waking up, his face changed drastically. His mood fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and he said in a trembling cry:

"Guest, guest, please don't play tricks on me, okay? My child is sick and has no money to treat him. He has been vague these days and has been scolded by the deacon. If he makes such a ridiculous mistake, he will lose his job."

The other two maids smiled at each other knowingly, and suddenly felt much better.

Mr. Li slapped the table and said with great righteousness:

"Hmph, what's the thing? I'm pretending to be fat, I'm running here to show off and tease good women."

Zhao Fushang said to the woman beside him with contempt:

"Did you see that there are the most rogues in the market. You should know that there are not even a few gold tickets for a thousand taels per card. I have been lucky enough to see that only the yamen at the level of Furong Royal City can be issued. As for the 100,000 taels per card, only the royal court of our country of Ji can be issued, and even Annan, Lao, and Luzon are not qualified."

When people outside heard the noise inside, they ran in to watch the fun and asked about the love story.

A deacon glared at the receptionist fiercely, and waved his hand and said:

"Celebrity, Tianji Pavilion is not a place to joke. If you don't buy anything, please go out."

Xin Tianyou smiled and said:

"I guess your level is too low for you to make a decision. And you may not be able to get so much spot in your warehouse. I will give the money first, and I will give you some secret copper, secret gold, secret iron, and other things. In addition, there is a small request. The maid's child is sick and is loyal to her duties. She should be praised for the ten-day holiday."

After saying that, he took out a thick stack of gold tickets from his arms, took out three of them from his face and handed them over.

boom……

The scene was suddenly infuriated, and everyone's eyes turned green. The one behind them tried desperately to push forward, making a mess. Be good, who has seen a golden ticket worth 100,000 taels per ticket?

"Call the guard, Mr. Accountant, come a few more..."

While giving in, the deacon shouted, and raised the golden ticket to check the light. Poor that he had never seen such a "giant" ticket when he grew up so old. It was purely a frog jumping onto the drum face - Bo Dong, I don't understand.

The feeling of receiving the woman suddenly fell from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, and then rose from the bottom of the valley to the end of the clouds. I still don’t know whether the gold ticket is true or false, whether it is a disaster or a blessing. A heart hung in the air, looking at her eyes wide open, and her mind was blank.

The guard arrived, the accountant arrived, and after counting the breath, two more deacons arrived and bowed politely to the yellow-faced man.

"Cheer, the Pavilion Master is invited."

The man nodded, and when he walked past Zhao Fushang, he patted the other person's raised belly and said rudely: "You guy, you are going to lose weight."

Then he pinched Mr. Li's cheek again and said viciously: "You guy, are you very arrogant? I usually use half a pound of gold chains to tie dogs."

The two of them were silent and dared not move.

The man laughed and left.

...

Three minutes later, in a small elegant room upstairs, the yellow-faced man picked up the cup.

The green snails in the cup are floating, gradually stretching into tender buds. A golden bean is sinking at the bottom of the cup, reflecting the quiet green water, like the setting sun entering the river.

He took a slight sip and felt it was not hot. He drank it all in one go, chewing the beans and tea leaves. After putting down the cup, he stretched out his thumb and praised vaguely:

"Shopkeeper, good tea."

A small table was separated by a middle-aged man opposite him was as beautiful as a crown and jade, with three beards under his jaw, and nodded with a smile:

"In the lower Lu Pingzhang, he is the owner of the Furong City Branch of Tianji Pavilion."

The man smiled and said:

"Ha, it turns out that it is Lord Lu, my name is Xiao Yaoke. You are quite interesting, why don't you ask about the origin of the golden ticket?"

Lu Pingzhang smiled faintly and said:

"We are merchants, only responsible for selling utensils, news, and investigating cases is a matter of constables. The amount of mitral silver that Xiao Zhuangshi asked for is too large and he is speeding up the collection from several warehouses, so he still needs to wait. However, the news you asked for is really, really..."

The man said "um" and saw a few tea leaves sticking to the wall of the cup. He picked up the empty cup and pretended to drink tea. He stuck out his tongue and rolled it up, thinking that the other party could not see it.

Lu Pingzhang remained silent and reached out and pulled a small rope under the table.

The outdoor bell rang crisply, and after a few breaths, a maid gently walked into a maid.

Lu Pingzhang said:

"Buy another cup of Biluochun for the guest, and add two more strange beans."

The maid gave a little blessing, responded to "Yes", turned around and left. After more than ten breaths, she brought in with a cup of tea on a plate.

The man smiled and said:

"Good tea, beans are delicious... After drinking it, I feel relieved, and every pore seems to be open..."

Lu Pingzhang smiled and said:

"Xiao Zhuangshi has good eyesight. Although the variety of tea and beans is good, it is not rare. What is rare is that they grow in a place with rich spiritual energy and are soaked in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so it is naturally different..."

The man was stunned and interrupted and asked:

"Is spiritual tea so expensive?"

"Not expensive... only twenty taels of silver per cup."

What?

The man widened his eyes and pushed the teacup into the center of the table, saying:

"Hehe, I'm not thirsty anymore... It's not that I can't afford to drink it. I just think that no matter what kind of tea, it shouldn't be so expensive, it's equivalent to the food for a poor family for several years. I heard that someone eats thousands of taels of silver in a meal, so it's crazy."

Lu Pingzhang scolded in his heart, pretend, you keep pretending! His expression was like spring breeze, and he pushed the cup back and said with a smile:

"Xiao Zhuangshi doesn't eat it, but he looks down on Lu. Tianji Pavilion only sells rare treasures and news, but he doesn't sell tea."

That's, that's...

The man laughed dryly for a while, and asked:

"Shopkeeper Lu... Oh no, Master Lu. It doesn't matter if Mithril Silver waits for a while. You can talk about the news first and offer a price."

Lu Pingzhang sighed and said:

"Xiao Zhuangshi, don't play tricks on me. The three messages you asked are more outrageous than the other. Whether you know or not, I will not dare to mention them to anyone in the future. Let's take a look at the whereabouts of this first one, the magician... You said, if I know, my neck can still grow well on my head, chat with you and have tea?"
Chapter completed!