Chapter 22 The Auction Begins
The emergence of the Beijing Group's fast legs made the people of the capital very new, and the people of the Ming Dynasty had much better ability to accept new things than Li Fan thought.
It didn't take long for the boys wearing blue jackets to walk through the streets and alleys.
From time to time, people would call them and throw them out casually. Some would pass on messages and some would help deliver some small items.
The teenagers were sweating profusely in the capital. Although they were so tired that they were panting, their faces were filled with happy smiles.
On the first day of August, Pinxian Tower was already crowded early. Many tables were added on the first floor, and even the places left for performing tea art were occupied.
However, no one will be picky about this. No one is here to taste tea today. They all want to see what the legendary imperial objects look like.
The merchants wearing coarse clothes outside and silk and satin inside were even more prepared. If they could grab one, the emperor had used it himself, it would be a great blessing.
If you worship an imperial item at home, someone who wants to cause trouble in the future must consider the impact of this item.
Time passed by little by little. Although the weather was hot, so many people were crowded together, no one was willing to leave. No one wanted to miss a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"Get out of the way! I won't play children's games with you!" An arrogant voice sounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention.
This sentence not only cursed Tang Feng who was blocking the stairs, but even those who had been against each other and had been scolded in.
Tang Feng was unmoved, still blocking the stairs, bowing slightly and saying, "This guest official! If you don't have a membership card, you must match your couple to go to the second floor. This is the rule of the shop!"
"Rules? Haha!!! That's the rules set for you to wait for the servants. If you don't let go, you won't open a broken teahouse!"
At first I didn't listen to Tang Feng's words, and my fingers were about to poke Tang Feng's nose.
"No!" Tang Feng said firmly without moving.
"Bold..., you... this rat..., I will definitely be..." The literati in his thirty years old was angry and pointed at Tang Feng's nose and cursed.
At this moment, Li Fan led an old man over. Last time, the old man didn't order anything and hurriedly left.
This time I met him at the door again, and Li Fan was not willing to miss it, so he pulled the old man into Pinxianlou. Li Fan would not let go of high-quality customers.
If it doesn’t work once, then twice. As long as the customer likes the service of Pinxianlou, he will definitely make all of them back in the future.
As soon as they walked into Pinxianlou, they heard the scholar's crazy words. Pinxianlou is a plaque written by the emperor himself, and he is the Empress Dowager's godson. Who dares to make trouble here?
Li Fan immediately walked up and said, "Tang Feng, what's going on?"
"Brother Fan! This person wants to force himself to enter the second floor and seal our store!" Tang Feng briefly said what happened.
The scholar raised his chin high, looked at Li Fan with his nostrils, and said with a lip: "Are you Li Fan? Don't think that you can do whatever you want by becoming the Queen Mother's godson.
I tell you that villains like you who are sensational and flattering will not end well sooner or later.
Back then, the naughty boy's godson turned into dust in the end?
You must take care of yourself, don’t…”
Listening to the man's words like a cannon, Li Fan felt depressed. He was just opening a teahouse, so why did he meet the Ming trolls?
Judging from the person's appearance, he seemed to know a lot. He should be talking about Emperor Wuzong Zhu Houzhao. It is said that this emperor does not like to study, but likes to fight.
I don’t like living in a palace, but I like living in a zoo. I build leopard houses to raise animals, and I am willing to eat and live with soldiers.
It is said that he also went to fight to kill the enemy in person and killed a Mongolian invading. However, such an emperor was destined to be unwelcome to civil officials, and all kinds of true and false news made him very unbearable.
But it was true that he accepted hundreds of godsons. Zhu Houzhao used these people to control the government, which was also considered a strange emperor.
But what does this guy mean in front of you mean? Just because he worships Empress Dowager Li as his godmother, he should be criticized by him?
Li Fan didn't even look at the scholar, and scolded in a slightly heavy tone: "Tang Feng! I've told you how many times! You must keep your eyes open and see clearly whether it's a person or something else in front of you!"
Tang Feng was confused at first, and the scholar was also full of pride, but something was wrong with what happened later.
Especially the scholar, who had a long face, stared at Li Fan angrily.
"For example, if you go out and get bitten by a dog, can you still bite it back? So..." Li Fan's words later made the guests who were drinking tea and watching the fun laugh.
Li Fan's swearing was too damaging, and he directly compared the scholar to a dog.
"You..., dare you say I am a thing?" The scholar was so angry that he was crazy about Li Fan. In order not to be a dog, he could only be a thing.
"Oh...! This guest official, you are not a thing..., you..." Before he finished speaking, the crowd watching the fun immediately burst into laughter.
"You dare to say that I am not a thing, I swear to be incompatible with you..."
"You are a thing, it's okay now! It's up to you!" Li Fan said with a grievance.
The scribes were about to get mad and heard the word "thing" and their eyes were about to spit out fire.
Just as he was about to explode, a scolding came from behind him: "Enough! When will it be more troublesome!"
The scribe heard my words and turned back angrily, but when he saw the old man, he was about to scold him and immediately swallowed it back.
"Big..., big..." The scribe bowed and stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"What a big deal? I won't go back and reflect behind closed doors!" The old man said, and accompanied by Li Fan, climbed straight to the second floor.
The scribe stared at the backs of the old man and Li Fan, his eyes full of resentment, and he turned around and left unwillingly.
As soon as I walked to the door, I heard "Brother Yuan Biao! Where to go? I have a membership card here and I can take two people upstairs. How about you and me?"
Zou Yuanbiao suddenly looked up and happened to see Zhang Taizheng walking over. He immediately clasped his fists and said, "It's Taizheng's virtuous brother. Today I have something to do for my brother. I'll have some things to eat tea with Taizheng and reminisce about the past one day!"
Looking at Zou Yuanbiao's departure, a smile slowly appeared on Zhang Taizheng's face.
The flowers on the second floor of Pinxian Building have been removed in order to place more low-collapses. Except for the dozen seats in the front, the other low-collapses are placed tightly together, which is not much better than downstairs.
While everyone was anxiously waiting, Li Fan, dressed in white, appeared in the pavilion again.
"Bang!"
The same gavel sounded, Li Fan clasped his fists and looked around and said, "Welcome to Pinxianlou to participate in the Royal Disaster Relief Charity Auction held today.
I am Li Fan, temporarily acting as the auctioneer. Now I announce that the auction will officially begin!”
Chapter completed!