Chapter 123 Murderous intent suddenly appears, blood stained peach blossoms

Prince Zhongqin’s eyes flashed.

Secretly, Jia Cong is indeed as smart as the third brother said.

He reached out and patted Jia Cong on the shoulder.

Nod slightly and smile without saying a word.

How could he not know what Jia Cong meant?

This time I brought Jia Cong and others to He Garden to make it clear that I was going to start the operation on the salt merchant named He.

Just sat down.

Then a gauze maid came forward with a warm handkerchief to cleanse the three people's faces and hands.

Yin Qin took off the big sweater clothes of Jia Cong and others and hung them on the red sandalwood stand next to the screen.

Jia Cong felt warm fragrance coming from the flower hall.

I looked around, but there was no incense burner, incense or other items, which made me slightly surprised.

At this moment.

The salt merchant surnamed He and three other major salt merchants came forward to meet Prince Zhongqin.

All four of them came to pay homage.

"He Xing'an, a common man, pays homage to the prince!"

"Lv Zheng, a common man, pays homage to the prince!"

"Shi Meng, a common man, pays homage to the prince!"

"Caomin Zhang Yiming pays homage to the prince!"

The four He, Lu, Shi and Zhang are the four major salt merchants in Yangzhou City.

Every year, salt received from the Yanzheng Yamen leads to the sale of official salt, which is sold throughout the country.

All of them are wealthy and earn a lot of money.

As for the means behind it, of course it won’t be that clean.

Otherwise, He Yuan would not have gone so extravagantly that even Jia Cong wanted to kill someone.

This time we got the news that Prince Zhongqin and King Tulao arrived in Yangzhou.

The four major salt merchants specially chose He Garden to entertain Prince Zhongqin, which was naturally a show of goodwill to the Tian family.

No matter who is standing behind them, they cannot ignore the royal family.

Prince Zhongqin laughed loudly: "Get up and speak, get up and speak quickly!"

"One part of the world is a bright moonlit night, and the other part is helpless in Yangzhou."

"I just came to Yangzhou to experience the Jiangnan customs."

"I hope you guys are interested."

The four major salt merchants stood up and took their seats.

I saw Jia Cong and three other people sitting at Prince Zhongqin’s table.

He Xing'an carefully raised his hands and asked: "Your Majesty, who are these three young masters?"

Prince Zhongqin said vaguely: "They are all nephews and nephews of family friends."

"Yao'er, Cong'er, Youlu, meet these four rich men."

He deliberately did not mention the surname of his disciple Yao Jia Cong, of course it was out of protection.

Especially Tu Yao, the legitimate son of the palace, wearing the white dragon fish suit is not that fun.

Jia Cong and the others left their seats, cupped their hands and said with a smile: "Hello, four salt merchants!"

He Xing'an and the others stood up quickly and bowed: "The common people are scared and don't dare."

Although the introduction of Prince Zhongqin is vague, we can judge it from just the words "son and nephew".

These three young men must all be young men from wealthy families, not just ordinary people from the countryside.

As a businessman.

Even idiot Xue knows that it’s easy to enjoy the shade by leaning against the big tree in Rongguo Mansion.

Not to mention these wealthy businessmen?

It's just that they can't even dream of it now, Prince Zhongqin, the so-called son-nephew generation.

Hidden is a legitimate son of the current palace, a Jia Cong who is equal to the emperor’s grandson!

The greetings are now over.

He Xing'an clapped his hands lightly.

Just listen to the exotic-style silk and bamboo orchestra playing leisurely.

A group of dancing girls with cool clothes, graceful figures, charming figures and veils.

Dance to the music.

Jia Cong saw that the eyes of those dancers were very different from those of people in Chu.

For a moment, I couldn’t remember which country I was from.

Prince Zhongqin laughed softly: "Cong'er, don't you recognize it?"

"These are Persian dancers."

Jia Cong patted his forehead lightly.

Persia was Iran in later generations, and they wore turbans and veils all year round. No wonder he couldn't remember it for a while.

Tu Yao tilted his head and asked: "Liu Bo, don't they feel cold if they wear so little clothes?"

Only then did Jia Cong remember.

It was obviously the first lunar month of the new year, so everyone took off their big sweaters and clothes.

But I didn’t feel the slightest chill, but felt like a spring breeze.

Is it possible that there are earth dragons caged in such a large flower hall?

He Xing'an quickly smiled and said: "Young Master, the floor heating is installed in this flower hall, so it won't be cold."

Qi Youlu asked: "Is the earth dragon trapped?"

He Xing'an smiled complacently.

"The earth dragon is good."

"But even the best red charcoal and silver frost charcoal will inevitably have some smoke and smoke. How to make it?"

"So the common people laid pipes under the flower hall to attract a hot spring of living water and flow out of the hall from there."

"Then add various spices to the hot spring to cover up the sulfur gas of the hot spring."

"In this way, there is no smoke and fire, but the fragrance is warm and fragrant. Wouldn't it be even better if the spring breeze blows on your face?"

Jia Cong suddenly realized that this was really the water and floor heating of later generations.

However, there were no large machines or electricity in this era, so we relied solely on manpower to dig trenches and divert hot springs just for warmth.

The cost is evident.

What a waste of natural resources!

Under the graceful dancing of the Persian dancers, various dishes were served like water.

In addition to the common snow swallow and ginseng on ordinary tables, there are all kinds of camel humps, venison, bear paws, elephants, delicacies from mountains and seas.

Tu Yao was full of praise for the bowl of egg fried rice.

"Liubo, Brother Cong, Brother Youlu, this is delicious, you should try it too!"

Jia Cong and Qi Youlu both tasted it, and it was indeed very delicious.

Qi Youlu asked: "How is this done?"

Lu Zheng said with a smile: "The chickens that lay eggs are made from ginseng, astragalus, atractylodes, jujube, etc., ground into fine powder, and mixed into the feed."

"So the eggs that are laid have a very different taste."

"The rice is Oden fine japonica rice."

"Even the soup used to steam the rice is fish soup."

Jia Cong asked lightly: "What is Baiyu Soup?"

Shi Meng replied with a smile: "This hundred fish soup..."

“But it is made from crucian carp tongue, carp white, silver carp brain, grouper liver, yellow croaker fat, shark fin, turtle skirt, eel blood, bream paddle, mullet fillet and other fish essences.
To be continued...