Tang Que slept very peacefully this night. The next morning, he felt refreshed. After eating, he took Zhang Wu straight to the west market.

If the north and south tea shop opened by Sun Jun's brother-in-law is really inconspicuous from the door, there is only one guy inside. When Tang Qu and the other guy come in, they don't come out to greet him. They sit down loudly, as if they don't like to watch, or buy.

Seeing that the waiter was so arrogant, Zhang Wu was a little furious, but Tang Que was happy. The more the waiter was like this, the more it showed that the tea shop did not point to ordinary individual customers to make money. This... is a great thing!

After Tang Que gave Zhang Wu a wink, he didn't even greet the waiter and then he turned his hand in the shop.

This tea shop is no different from other tea shops. The wooden cabinets are also famous teas from Guzhu Zisan, Dongchuan Shenquan, Fangshan Luya, Kuizhou Xiangshan and other famous teas. In addition, Jiangling Nanmu, Tianzhu Tea, Yangxian Tea, and Qimen Tea are also available, but there are all other tea shops, and the price of this shop is similar to that of other stores on the market.

"No," Tang Que walked around the store and thought to himself. He didn't ask the waiter at the moment and looked carefully again. He saw the can of Jiannan Mengding stone flowers at the corner of the wooden cabinet, and his eyes lit up.

It's it!

If you want to say what the characteristics of this can of tea are, it is just one word: expensive, not ordinary, expensive, it is simply a sky-high price! Just as a small can of only two taels, the price he shouted was 200 cents.

According to the Tang Dynasty, a copper coins are approximately equivalent to the 300 yuan of RMB in the later generations. The 100 yuan is 300 yuan, and 100 yuan is 300,000 yuan. The 200 yuan is 6000 yuan of the later generations. Considering the fact that the prices were relatively low in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the 200 yuan of the next generation is nothing short of 100,000 yuan.

Now even if you buy a high-quality Yue girl, it costs only 20 guan, or 200 guan! You can buy ten beauties. If you only buy a scoundrel, twenty-five or six are no problem. Although Mengding Shihua from Jiannan ranked first among the top ten famous teas in the Tang Dynasty, it is not worth the price even if it is grown in gold!

Seeing this price, Zhang Wu was certainly dumbfounded, and Tang Que, who was certain in his heart, could not help but curse: "Black, it's so damn black."

Scolding is scolding, but Tang Que knew that the tea in front of him could not be bargained at all. He took a step back and whispered to Zhang Wu and asked in a low voice: "How much money do you have?"

"Two twenty-seven silos", when he also answered in a low voice, Zhang Wu glanced left and right, for fear that others would hear it, "90% of the money my master brought to take office is here."

"Give me the 200-month flying ticket," Zhang Wu was stunned when he heard this, and then exclaimed in a low voice as if he was thrown into a scorpion, "Aren't you going to buy that can of tea?"

Smile to the waiter who heard the reputation, Tang Que turned his head and said in a deep voice: "How did County Magistrate Zhang explain to you when he came?"

Tang Que ignored Zhang Wu's look of sucking in the cold air. After getting the ticket, he went up a few steps and said, "Little brother, please, I want to buy this can of Ermengshihua?"

"Oh!", the waiter sitting in Dalala finally moved, "Zunke, this tea is precious, do you really want to buy it?"

"I won't buy it if it's not expensive!" Tang Que smiled slightly and said, "I don't want anything different, it's it."

"Okay! Guest, please wait, I'll go and invite the boss out now." The waiter dragged a long tremolo and lifted the curtain behind the wooden cabinet.

Seeing that the waiter left, Zhang Wu, who had woken up from his excessive shock, came up and said, "Master Tang, Master Tang, think about it again, 200 guan, think about it again."

"Brother Zhang Wu, have you heard a word?" Tang Que waved his hand and signaled Zhang Wu to silence, then whispered: "How many kinds of seedlings are harvested! I have my own sense of this. Please relax. When you go back, Lord Zun of the County will only praise you for your good things."

As soon as Tang Que finished speaking, a man with a long dough came out from the curtain behind the wooden cabinet. Needless to say, this man was the owner of the tea shop and Sun Jun's brother-in-law.

The process of buying tea with one hand and the other is very simple. Seeing Zhang Wu holding the tea pot as carefully as holding a newborn son, Tang Que couldn't help laughing out loud, and Sun Jun's brother-in-law also smiled. As he still didn't understand anything!

After such a big business was completed, the boss naturally had to set up tea in the back hall and talk to Tang Que.

While drinking tea, Tang Que talked about the dispute between the magistrate of Zhongzhang County, Yunxi County and the rumor that Yao Zhubu was closely related to the Ma Biejia in the state. The boss of the dough group just laughed and did not make any comments on the fight or the rumors between Yao Ma.

After only two cups of tea, Tang Que left a copy of the famous magistrate Zhang's county magistrate and his residence address in the city of the state, and then stood up and said goodbye. The boss of the dough group sent him to the entrance of the alley from the back door, saying that today's reception was too simple and that the banquet would be held at Liubiju at noon tomorrow so that Tang Que would not have to rush back and must arrive tomorrow. In response, Tang Que naturally nodded and agreed, "Sure, certain!"

Walking out of the alley, Tang Que looked at the prosperous street scene in front of him, and felt his heart suddenly relaxed, "This trip to Jinzhou has finally fulfilled his mission." Zhang Wuke, who was following him, did not feel as good as him. He hugged the tea pot in his arms with a sad face, which was 200 cents! This is more precious than gold. While walking carefully, he was still thinking about how to explain to his master after he went back.

That afternoon, Tang Que, who was relaxed, took Sister Lan to the bookstore, but the price of the books inside was really shocking. There were not many chapters of "The Interpretation of Mandarin" written by Wei Zhao during the Three Kingdoms period, and the printing quality was not very good. The owner actually asked for 400 texts.

After hearing the offer, Tang Que turned around and left. Even this broken book dared to cost 120 yuan! You're crazy about money!

After walking through several bookstores, Tang Que discovered that the owner was not crazy. He was the one who wanted to be crazy. After switching these bookstores, he didn't find a book worth less than a hundred liters. At this point, Tang Que finally understood why there were so many records in historical books about poor scholars copying books. In this era, reading was really expensive! Many poor families didn't want to read, but they really couldn't afford to read books. If it weren't for free books offered in the village school that day, I'm afraid he would have to copy books when he first went to school.

Due to this blow, Tang Que lost interest in visiting the bookstore. The money he saved was enough to buy a few books? However, Lancao was so embarrassed that he gently ticked Tang Que's palm and said, "If you really like it, you can buy it. This time I came out, I will bring the monthly money I saved."

"It's easy for you to save up what money? It's not cheap for those profiteers to buy books." Tang Que also used his little finger to flip over Sister Lan'er's fleshy palm, which made her laugh and giggle. "Now, thinking about it, it's better what a teacher said before. Books cannot be read without borrowing them!"

"The teacher in the past is Mr. Yan? It's not right. He likes to buy books himself. I heard that most of his life's salary is spent on buying books."

"It's not him, okay, don't talk about books anymore. There is a fragrant powder shop in front of you. I'll accompany you in to take a look." The book is not read by Tang Que in later generations. He heard from a university teacher. Now he was wrong. He found an excuse to interrupt the conversation so that Sister Lan would not ask again.

After feeling relaxed, time passed quickly. The next morning, after Tang Que got up, Lan Jie'er carefully cleaned up for him. The long-distance crown and turquoise waistline he bought last winter were also covered with it. With this tidying up, Tang Que looked more handsome and capable.

That morning, the waiter from the tea shop yesterday came to the inn and sent a reply letter, which stated the time of the banquet and the Accord room number. Looking at the hourglass that were timed in the room, seeing that there were three quarters of an hour before Wuchu, Tang Que Shi stood up and walked out.

Liubiju is worthy of being the first-class restaurant in the city. The Accords are well-dressed and have a bit of elegant and elegant taste. However, the huge Accords only have one host and one guest, which makes them look a little lonely.

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Chapter completed!