Maybe it's because the Zhongli Mansion has made a lot of noise about the Yiwen Friendship Association today. Of course, it may also be because the third lady of the Zhongli Mansion really deserves her name.

In the past, Erjinggou Alley was quite busy, but today it is quite clean.

Li Chenan just walked slowly to the east end of the alley.

The sunlight disappeared from his head, and above his head was a thick banyan branch stretching out from the yard.

This is his shop.

In fact, if we look at the huge Guangling City, Erjinggou Alley is not the most remote place. If we assign a level to this shop, it would be roughly equivalent to a third-level port.

Not good, not too bad either.

It also has a big advantage.

Diagonally opposite this shop there is an academy called Qianmo.

It is smaller than Takeshita Academy, but has hundreds of students.

At this moment, there was no sound of reading in Qianmo Academy. I think the students who came to the academy also went to Huaping Lake.

Li Chenan pushed open the door of the shop and stood inside to look carefully. The wall was already mottled and needed to be repainted.

The stove is a bit of an eyesore and an eyesore. It's not necessary to open a tavern, so it needs to be dismantled.

Turn the stove into a bar, and build a row of wine cabinets behind it. The lanterns are a bit old and need to be replaced with new ones. Those tables and stools can be used, so just keep them.

That's it, the key issue is brewing.

Of course, winemaking cannot be done here, it must be done in the backyard.

He walked into the backyard, stood in the patio of the backyard, thought for a moment, and decided to put the brewing equipment and the place for storing food in the west wing. Although it is not big, the tavern is small in nature, and it can produce more than ten kilograms a day.

Wine is enough.

If you think about it carefully, this Ning Kingdom is roughly the same as the Tang Dynasty in the previous life.

In the Tang Dynasty, the maximum alcohol content of wine was only about 20 degrees, and ordinary wine was only about 5 degrees. The key is that the price was still very expensive.

Liquor in Guangling City is also very expensive.

The cheapest wine costs three hundred cents for a small bucket.

A small bucket is roughly four kilograms, and one kilogram costs eighty cents.

As for better wine, such as Guangling Powder from Guangling City, its price is one thousand cents per dou, which is 250 cents per catty!

In comparison, a bushel of rice only costs ten cents, so wine is considered a luxury item and cannot be afforded by ordinary people.

The wine brewed by one's own distillation method will inevitably be more expensive. The consideration is not sales volume, but special products for specific groups of people.

Of course, selling luxury goods in Erjinggou Alley is not a very good idea, because almost all the people living here are ordinary people, and these people are not the target customers of the tavern.

Li Chen'an thought about it carefully. If the wine these days is fragrant, I'm afraid it's really not afraid of the deep alley. After all, it is a unique thing. At worst, we will use some marketing methods to attract wealthy patrons in Guangling City.

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Therefore, the shop must be worthy of the status of those people, and the decoration needs to be more sophisticated.

For example, if it is decorated like a bar in a previous life, it should be low-key, mysterious, and connotative.

Don’t ask why it’s brewing, because this is the easiest thing to achieve, and the key is huge profits.

Of course, refining refined salt is also a huge profit, but that thing is controlled by the government. If you don't have enough strength to get salt, you will hang yourself.

Li Chenan planned carefully, did some simple calculations, and found a problem. The two taels of silver in his pocket were not enough.

Mainly the equipment for making wine, the decoration of the shop, and the purchase of food, which cost about thirty taels of silver!

How to do this?

The family's finances are now controlled by Li Wenhan's concubine. It is obviously impossible to go back and ask for money.

Sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, Li Chenan put pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. While sharpening his ink, Li Chenan combed through his memory again, trying to find some other ways to make money from his memory.

Yu Heng, who was squatting on the roof and secretly observing him, had a look of confusion on his face.

After thinking hard, the young man put pen to paper and wrote about ten pages one by one without stopping. The sadness on his face disappeared and was replaced by peace.

Li Chenan did think of some simple ways to make money.

For example, now that there are so many people in Huaping Lake, it would be difficult to come to Nawen for a while, so you can use the two taels of silver in your hand to buy some tea and cakes to set up a stall in Huaping Lake.

Or order food for delivery to those talented people.

Or... didn't the third lady later ask the talented people who went on the boat to write poems?

I have a lot of ideas about this thing, so I can probably sell it for a very good price. This is also the simplest way.

So what he wrote on paper were some poems, which he believed were enough to make him his first pot of gold.

He dried the paper on the table and put it in his arms. When he was about to get up and go to Huaping Lake to sell these poems, a man walked towards him.

Saw it.

He was the attendant of the handsome young man in the Misty Rain Pavilion.

When Zhiyuan stepped into the backyard, she frowned slightly because it was too shabby.

"Sir,"

Zhiyuan stood in front of Li Chenan, a full head shorter, with her neck raised.

"Is something wrong?"

"My family, my young master invites you to come and talk about Huaping Lake."

Li Chenan was startled, thinking that his couplet might have been remembered by that handsome young man. Could it be that he had taken the couplet and boarded the boat?

Then will you be qualified to write poetry again?

I guess that handsome young man can't write any good poems. After all, generally speaking, appearance is inversely proportional to talent.

That young man was born too flawlessly, so naturally he didn't have a few drops of ink in his chest.

Thinking of this, Li Chenan suddenly had an idea.

He simply sat down, smiled at the handsome young man in green clothes in front of him, and said, "I'm sorry, please tell your young master that I'm not free."

Zhi Yuan was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the guy in front of him to refuse.

You know, it is the dream of many young people to be invited by the four princesses of Daning. What an honor it is!

If this guy is attracted by the Fourth Princess, with the favor the Fourth Princess has in front of the Emperor, all it takes is one word from her, and this down-and-out young man will rise to prominence in no time.

But he said he was not free!

By the way, he didn't know that was Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess.

Zhiyuan endured her temper and said: "Young master has nothing to do while living here. If you go to Huaping Lake, it will only waste your time... Maybe it will be more beneficial to go than to sit here."

The meaning of these words was already obvious, but Li Chenan thought wrong.

He became more and more certain that it was the handsome young man who needed to compose a stunning poem for him.

He took out a stack of paper from his arms, placed one on the stone table, and said with a smile: "This is a poem, the price is... one hundred taels of silver, with this poem, your young master will definitely be able to

You get what you want."

When Li Chenan said this, he kept looking at the kite, and he felt a little uneasy. After all, just one poem was sold for a hundred taels of silver, which did sound a little dark.

Whether you are willing to spend such a large amount of money to buy a poem depends on the determination of that handsome young man.

Considering the wealth that the young master was wearing, a hundred taels of silver was nothing. If the young master fell in love with the third lady of the Zhongli Mansion, then the deal would most likely be concluded.

This is supply and demand.

Now at least the handsome young man is not short of money, because the attendant was not too shocked when he heard the price, he was just stunned for a moment.

Zhiyuan was really stunned for a moment. Firstly, why did His Highness want this word? Secondly, one hundred taels of silver would buy a word... Is this expensive?

Not expensive.

But by whose hand!

If it came from the hands of Confucianism, the flower-filled garden of Taiyuan University, it would be hard to find.

If it came from the hands of the four great talents in Yujing City, it would be worth thousands of gold.

But this person in front of me...

Living in such a humble abode with no known reputation, how could one have any literary talent?

The Ning Empire attaches great importance to literati, especially talented literati. If this person is famous in Guangling, it is impossible for Li Jingsi not to know about it.

Keli Jingji really didn't know that such a young man existed.

So even if he is talented, it is because he thinks he is talented.

Zhiyuan showed a sarcastic smile, thinking that His Highness had made a mistake this time. This man... seemed to have no idea how much he weighed.

Arrogant!

Her eyes fell on the piece of paper. What she originally thought about was how to complete His Highness's mission and let this ignorant young man go to Huaping Lake. He went, and His Highness would chat with him more.

If you can clear up his face, you will no longer have the slightest interest in him.

As the maid of the fourth princess, Zhiyuan cannot say that she has a deep knowledge of poetry, but she has a certain understanding of it through hearing and seeing.

When she saw it, she couldn't move her eyes away.

The expression on her face became serious, and the contempt in her eyes disappeared.

She recited it silently twice carefully, and found this poem more and more amazing.

As for what makes it so amazing, I can’t tell you. I just feel that it seems to have a more distant artistic conception than the poems written by the four great talents of Jade Capital in Kyoto.

Li Chenan carefully observed the changes in Zhiyuan's expression with a smile on his face, and felt at ease.

He knew that the money would definitely not be able to escape, and he wondered whether the attendant would counter-offer.

After all, it's a sale. If he bargained for half the price... he would sell it. After all, he was short of money, and this thing cost nothing.

Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at Li Chenan in confusion. His face was still calm and calm, and he seemed to have great confidence in this song, which was worth a hundred taels of silver.

In fact...he offered a low price.

However, since he is unknown, the price is considered appropriate.

After he becomes famous, according to Zhiyuan's estimation, this poem should be worth thousands of gold!

She thought that His Highness invited this young man to Yanyu Pavilion because he wanted to know about his poetry. The third lady of Zhongli Mansion was also interested in this young man because of the couplet he wrote.

As for the man, he lives here. Miss Zhongli can come here to meet him at any time if she wants to see him.

Or we met by chance.

If they meet each other's eyes, let's talk about it later. If they don't meet their eyes, this matter can be revealed without leaving any trace.

In this way, it will not have any impact on the reputation of the third lady of Zhongli Mansion.

So she took out a purse from her arms and took out a silver note with a face value of one hundred taels. She placed the bank note on the table, took the piece of paper, and her eyes fell on Li Chenan's hand.

Li Chenan still held the stack of paper in his hand.

"Master, if you have time, how about you come with me to Huaping Lake to meet my son?"

Once the money is obtained, Li Chenan will not leave.

He waved his hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness, young master. I really have a lot to do... In a few days, probably five or six days, if your young master is free, please invite him to my tavern for a drink brewed by me.

Great wine!”

"My treat."

The kites were everywhere, and I sniffed with my nose. There was a faint musty smell in the air, but there was no smell of wine.

After all, he is a teenager, what kind of different and good wine can he make?

Is it better than Guangling San from Guangling City?

Not to mention Rui Lu from Yujing City.

Besides, with your high status, how could you come to such a dilapidated place?
Chapter completed!