Chapter Thirty-One: Why You
"Old Xu...did you hear that?"
"Fart... I'm not deaf! As long as you rank first in consumption in the Hidden Flower Pavilion tonight, you can get a cup of fine wine given by the emperor. This is the wine that the emperor drinks!"
"yes.."
The guests had hot eyes, but the madam pressed her hands and said: "Zanghua Pavilion, Beijing, welcome the guests!"
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"Come again...have another cup of your most expensive wine fairy dew. What do you mean I can't drink it? I can't drink it, I poured it to wash my feet! Hurry up..."
"Where's the hangover tea! What the hell is this... I want your most expensive Yuqian Longjing tea!"
"Ten thousand taels! The guest in Tianzi Room No. 1 has already spent ten thousand taels of silver tonight, which is a huge sum of money! I only want the first-grade royal wine!"
The waiter yelled loudly, with an excited face as if he wanted all the guests here to hear his greeting. After all, the comparison between each other can best stimulate the consumption of these guests in Zanghua Pavilion.
This point was made just now when I was pouring wine for the Prince of Qingyuan.
Wang Siqi said it smoothly.
But the waiter learned it in a serious manner.
...
The same late at night, inside the Ming Dynasty Palace.
Zhu Di was looking at Zhu Gaochi in the Nuan Pavilion with great interest. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "In other words, Wang Siqi is indeed a talent, but he used the position of supervisor of the Baoyuan Bureau that you gave him to make wine.
Already?"
"Father...that's not wine, that's alcohol."
"No matter what it is, it's beyond your expectation. The dilemma of Baoyuan Bureau seems to have been automatically ignored by this little guy."
Zhu Gaochi thought for a long time, and finally nodded heavily.
Wang Siqi’s layout.
Even if he spent something as shocking as alcohol, in the end, in Zhu Di's eyes, it was still not as valuable as the person Zhu Gaochi originally valued.
This feeling is like that of a great talent that I thought I could control around me.
Why, in the blink of an eye, I realized that I seemed to have made a mistake. Wang Siqi was still the prodigal son who did everything right, even if he was transferred to Baoyuan Bureau, even if he made something like alcohol.
But compared to being an official, you are still not doing your job properly.
Contrary to what Wang Siqi had guessed, it originally seemed to him that he was targeted because he said a few more words in front of Prince Zhu Gaochi.
But in fact, the supervisory position of Baoyuan Bureau is not important and the authority is not high.
But if we really look into it, as a place where the imperial court is in charge of the world's coinage, not everyone can sit safely in this position.
Every move was actually under Zhu Di's observation.
"This bastard has never thought about... relying on Baoyuan Bureau to do something else, he really just bypassed the fat meat of minting and went to make wine, but the alcohol you mentioned is indeed a magical thing.
"
"Not to mention anything else, this guy has done a good job just by being able to treat injured soldiers."
Zhu Gaochi's eyes widened. In his impression, his father rarely praised others in front of them.
"That..."
"Go ahead and do what you want, but what's going on with the price of alcohol? It's so expensive?"
Zhu Gaochi quickly explained: "I heard from Wang Siqi that this alcohol is the essence of wine and can reduce the occurrence of inflammation after injury, so the price is a bit more expensive."
"What nonsense! You let this bastard fool you!"
Zhu Di sat in the upper seat and continued with a smile on his face: "Since it comes from wine, how expensive can it be to the sky? I heard that this bastard is tasting wine with his father Wang You in the Canghua Pavilion tonight.
You are reluctant to drink the two jars of wine I gave you, and you have done a good deed for this boy."
Zhu Gaochi touched his head.
It’s not that he is too cautious, even if he was born in an emperor’s family. Such chatting time can be said to be precious, but he still tried his best to defend Wang Siqi: “I’m afraid it’s hard to talk about the price, but those two jars of wine are not useless.
You can also save a lot of money."
Zhu Di said no more.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi was overjoyed. His own emperor didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything again.
...
The night is getting darker.
"Six six six! Five leaders!"
With a toothpick in his mouth, a wine cup in his hand, his left foot on the huanghuali chair beside him, and his right foot firmly on the ground, Wang Siqi, with erratic eyes, shouted loudly: "Who is whose father? I am you
Dad!"
"Who is whose son? You are my son!"
Wang You blushed, and many onlookers around him felt that Wang Siqi was indeed the prodigal son of the Wang family, and had no intention of restraining himself in front of his father.
Just when everyone thought Uncle Qingyuan was about to go berserk.
But he saw Wang You lifting the jug beside him, standing up and shouting loudly: "Who is whose father! You are my father!"
"Who is whose son? I am your son!"
Wang Siqi quickly accepted the move!
"Who is whose father? Your father is my son!"
Such a ridiculous scene made Wu De, who was drinking a little better, stunned. However, after thinking about it again and again, he just opened his mouth and continued to pour tea for his uncle and young master.
The name of Yucijiu is indeed impressive.
The merchant who came out on top tonight spent a total of twenty-six thousand taels of silver to get it into his pocket. When the madam was delivering the wine, he saw that the man only had to burn incense, bathe and kowtow.
"Congratulations to Emperor Room No. 3 for your full support of Zanghua Pavilion!"
"The total consumption was 26,000 taels! We successfully topped the consumption list of Zanghua Pavilion today. Let us present this guest with the imperial wine!"
Wang Siqi suppressed his laughter while hurriedly waving his hands and saying: "Look back...but don't spread the word. This is not my idea. This is all your own tricks in the Hidden Flower Pavilion."
The old madam smiled sweetly.
He quickly winked at the girls around him. After today, I am afraid that the reputation of the Wang family and his son in the entire capital can no longer be underestimated.
....
early morning.
The madam twisted her waist and hurriedly knocked on the wooden door of Wang Siqi's room, saying hello: "Young Master Wang, I have already completed everything you asked me to do."
"My... young master, please come over."
Wang Siqi, who was still in a daze because of his hangover, suddenly woke up and made a fuss all night in Zanghua Pavilion just for today's time.
“Harvest time!”
He quickly called Wu De, who was guarding next door, to come over and check his clothes. They were neat and tidy and there was nothing wrong with them. Wang Siqi then stepped out, but unexpectedly saw a familiar face behind the old bustard. He couldn't bear it.
I couldn't help but say loudly: "Oh? c?"
Rubbing his slightly swollen temples.
Wang Siqi couldn't help but complain: "Why is it you?"
Chapter completed!