Tianxiang Pavilion.

"I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart!"

Li Shi leaned on the edge of the bed, holding the leaflet, her beautiful eyes seemed to be misty, and she lost her concentration.

In her eyes, this sentence was written by Zhao Hao, and it seemed more like a romantic poem, looking at the moon and missing people.

But when she looked at the bright moon, she subconsciously thought of her family in a foreign country...

For a time, I was filled with emotions.

"This Mr. Zhao really surprises people every time."

Mother Yang on the side curled her lips: "That's right! Our girls in Tianxiang Pavilion are going crazy now. When they see me, they ask why Mr. Zhao is not allowed to come to our Tianxiang Pavilion. It makes me seem like I don't want to make money from him. It's a problem."

Mr. Zhao doesn't want to come after he gets engaged! I really want to take a look at how beautiful Princess Anyang is!"

"Goose goose goose goose..."

Li Shi covered her mouth and chuckled: "This is you, Mother Yang, who turned away Young Master Zhao on the grounds of stinky tofu eggs that night! If you hadn't stopped him that day, I might have been able to meet Young Master Zhao again.

Have fun!"

Yang's mother curled her lips: "If I hadn't stopped him that day, I'm afraid you would have been hung at the city gate and dried in the sun! That is the emperor's favorite Princess Anyang. Your wedding ceremony is to be a crown prince.

For free?"

"You're wrong about that!"

Li Shi smiled lightly and said: "A wedding of this magnitude is not for Princess Anyang, but for Mr. Zhao!"

Mother Yang thought about it carefully and felt that it seemed right.

I have never heard the name of Princess Anyang before, but the power of the Zhenguofu lineage is worthy of this level.

She was a little regretful: "If I had known earlier, I would have let him in. With your beauty, maybe this would allow him to stay in Tianxiang Pavilion. Now it's better. After Mr. Zhao has a wife, he won't even come to the brothel."

Li Shi twisted the rice paper in her hand, expressing emotion and regret at the same time: "Not only did Mr. Zhao stop visiting brothels, he even became more ambitious. I heard from many sisters that the play "The Consort" was quite interesting, and now the theater troupe has been

He did it successfully.

A thin piece of paper has touched the hearts of the people and literati in the deserted country. This Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony will definitely make him a lot of money. Now maybe there is someone who can bear the sky-high rent.

Yue Teahouse will be rented for a long time!"

"Enterprise spirit?"

Mother Yang was quite puzzled: "How much money can a troupe earn? He is the only grandson of the Duke of Zhen, so he shouldn't be short of this money, right?"

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door.

Then, there was a knock on the door, followed by the servant's voice.

"Mother Yang!"

"Speak directly!"

Yang's mother was a little dissatisfied. Usually Li Shi's boudoir was a restricted area and could not be easily disturbed.

The waiter's voice became a little softer: "There is a letter from Xinyue Teahouse!"

"oh?"

Mother Yang quickly opened the door, grabbed an envelope from the boy's hand, and looked at the cover. Sure enough, it was from Xinyue Teahouse.

There is no doubt that it must be Zhao Hao's instruction.

But why should he use the name of Xin Yue Tea House instead of his own identity?

"Get out!"

Mother Yang sent the boy away, closed the door, took the envelope and walked to Li Shi, then opened the envelope and read with her.

"What!"

When they saw the contents of the letter, both of them were surprised.

The content of the letter is very simple, that is, after the Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony, one stick of incense will pass, and Zhao Hao will personally host the Oiran Election of the Wasteland Country!

The two looked at each other.

Good guy!

It turns out that his ambition is still in the brothel!

I really don’t forget my original intention...

Li Shi was a little uneasy: "Why do I always feel that there is something weird about recent events? Ever since the emperor appointed the 'Dahuang Wenquxing', Mr. Zhao has always been the focus of the entire Kyoto, even though everything happened to him.

I act spontaneously, but there is always a feeling of fanning the flames.

At first I thought he was just trying to get the troupe started, but I didn’t expect that his real purpose was to take advantage of the popularity of the Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony and blackmail us into participating in the Oiran election!"

Yang's mother was also confused.

There is no doubt that this Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony will definitely be the most popular folk event in recent decades.

And both ordinary people and wealthy people will participate.

There is no doubt that the same letter has been sent to all the brothels.

If we miss this oiran election, and it is supervised by Zhao Hao, the brothel god of war, Tianxiang Pavilion's status in the brothel world of Kyoto will inevitably decline rapidly.

First of all, Zhao Hao, the brothel god of war, does not recognize you.

Secondly, if you don’t show up this time, your recognition among the upper, middle and lower class flower hunters will also decrease.

Unless... all the brothels do not participate, then it will have no impact on anyone.

But is it possible?

Li Shi couldn't help but laugh: "Mother Yang, shall we participate?"

"Participate in...?"

Mother Yang glanced at the last sentence of the letter: If you want to participate, bring the money to Xinyue Teahouse tomorrow morning!

This resentment is not unbearable, it is definitely revenge for being rejected by all the brothels that day.

This time...

All the major brothels are probably bleeding heavily.

This Mr. Zhao... is really a ruthless person!

…

Listen to Yuxuan.

Private room on the second floor.

Zhao Hao leaned back on the chair carelessly and shook his legs gently.

The table was so big that it was almost too big to sit on. In front of him were all the famous confectionery shops in Kyoto.

Zhao Hao smiled slightly: "Anyway, that's what happened. I won't fool you. At noon, many wealthy families went to Xinyue Tea House to buy private seats. There are a hundred private seats in the audience and in the private rooms.

Seventy-six, the lowest price will not be less than one hundred gold, so I don’t need to say more about the identities of these people."

Everyone looked at each other in shock.

Although they are all top confectionery shops in Kyoto, their stores are not small and they make a lot of money.

But in the end, it's all a small business, and the customer base is often limited to just a short distance from the store, and it never makes a name for itself.

There are even some shops in the suburbs near Kyoto, which obviously taste good, but they can't even get into Kyoto.

Zhao Hao glanced at them, with a faint smile on his lips: "Anyway, the opportunity has been placed in front of you. I have a total of two places here, one for snacks and one for dried fruits, both of which will be put out for the distinguished guests to taste. Do you think so?

It’s up to you to soar into the sky!”

As soon as he finished speaking, someone raised his hand.

"Mr. Zhao, we at Countryside Pavilion are willing to provide snacks for the Mid-Autumn Festival Full Moon Ceremony at a 20% discount."

After all, it is an opportunity to show one's face in front of the wealthy class, who wouldn't want to seize it?

Zhao Hao called four snack shops and four dried fruit shops this time, all of which are relatively famous in Kyoto.

So from the beginning, everyone got involved.

"Only 20% off? Our Hexiang Garden is 40% off!"

“Our wintersweet garden costs the price!”

"us……"

Everyone talked to each other and bargained.

But at most, it means that it can’t be lowered to 50% to 60% below the cost price, and each face is more painful than the last.

After all, those who can sit in the elegant seats are all wealthy people, and their tastes are not generally picky, and the snacks provided to them are not ordinary snacks.

Whether it is raw materials or technology, we must choose the best from the best.
To be continued...