When Ximen Qing heard the fortune teller Jiang Jing mention this name, he suddenly thought of a person.
I haven't heard anything about that person in Liangshan Mountain, I'm afraid he is still cooking vegetables in the vegetable garden of Daxiangguo Temple.
That man beat Zhen Guanxi to death with three punches, and had no choice but to go to Mount Wutai to become a monk. He caused so many things that even Elder Zhizhen had no choice but to write a letter and send it to the Daxiangguo Temple in Tokyo.
He also served as an errand under Weizhou Souchong Jinglue Xianggong, and served as an honest envoy of the Five Routes of Guanxi. His surname was Lu and his name was Da, and he was under the jurisdiction of Lu. Later, he became a monk at the Wenshu Monastery in Mount Wutai, with the title of Zhishen and a good embroidery.
There is a nickname in the world called "Flower Monk".
But Ximen Qing prefers to call him "Master Lu" affectionately.
Master Lu's legendary life experience is truly astonishing to talk about, and it would not be an exaggeration to say it was miraculous.
So when the divine fortune teller Jiang Jing mentioned Daxiangguo Temple, Ximen Qing immediately thought of a fat monk, that is, the charming Master Lu.
Such a good man is nearby, it would be a shame not to meet him!
Jiang Jinghui got it wrong and said: "Daxiangguo Temple is naturally a good place to go. It has won the respect of the royal family and is very popular. It has dozens of Zen monasteries and temples with thousands of monks."
Shi Qian, a drummer on the side, interjected: "A thousand bald donkeys? Then if we do morning lessons, a thousand bald heads are shaking, it must be very spectacular, big brother must go and see it!"
"When we get here, we'll get up early tomorrow and go take a look!" Ximen Qing also felt a little itchy in his heart. He calculated with his fingers that it had been a long time since Master Hua Lu Zhishen had been to Daxiangguo Temple. He didn't know who the charming Master Lu was.
Instead of drinking with those gangsters all day long, or sparring with Leopard Head Lin Chong?
In short, there is no leopard-headed Lin Chong or flower monk Lu Zhishen on Liangshan Mountain, so these two guys should just stay in Bianliang, Tokyo.
Maybe it was because Gao Yanei had never met the Lin family's wife on the street, or maybe it was because Ximen Qing's arrival caused some changes in events.
Don’t think too much, you’ll know when you go see it tomorrow.
The wine transport team marched south from the New Suanzao Gate, passing through the Wuzhang River and the city moat, and in front of them was another city gate.
Shi Qian, who was on the drum, pointed to the city gate and said, "We have arrived at the Jujube Gate. After passing this gate, you will reach the inner city."
Another jujube gate! This surprised Ximen Qing.
"My boss has never been to Tokyo, so naturally he doesn't know that there are two wild jujube gates, the old and the new." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, was slightly surprised when he saw Ximen Qing, and explained: "Actually, there was only this jujube gate, but later on, another jujube gate was built in the outer city.
, this gate actually changed its name and was called Jinglong Gate. But the people still like to call it the old Suanzao Gate.”
"I see. It's true that old sayings die hard." Ximen Qing suddenly said: "This is quite interesting."
After passing the Old Suanzao Gate, there is a street that goes straight south. Not far from it is the towering outer wall of the Imperial City. The height is so staggering that it is no wonder that this street is called Gaotou Street.
Go straight to the end of Gaotou Street, turn a corner, and you will find Tianshui Lane in front of you.
When we got to the end of the road, we realized that there was not just one Sweet Water Lane, but as many as three, and there was even a small Sweet Water Lane to the west.
Looking around, the streets are crowded. Apart from the people walking back and forth, there are people driving horse-drawn carriages selling various goods from the north and the south, and there are also people pushing small carts to buy food, drink and cooked food, such as steamed buns, fried cakes, Hu cakes, ring cakes, etc., on the roadside.
The shops are next to each other, and the clerks keep shouting at the door of the shop.
"It will be more lively at night." Magic fortune teller Jiang Jing said proudly at the side: "The lights will be brightly lit then, but we don't want other places to be dark at night and have curfews."
"What?" Ximen Qing was shocked: "Tokyo doesn't even have a curfew?"
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing shook his head: "It's gone a long time ago, otherwise there would be such excitement at night?"
Ximen Qing suddenly felt that all the historical knowledge he had learned had been given back to the physical education teacher.
Without a curfew, what is the difference between the prosperity in front of you and the future?
As expected of Bianliang, Tokyo, gold is flowing everywhere, all you have to do is reach out and grab it!
Ximen Qing suddenly felt that his previous worries were completely unnecessary. With the current business scale, as soon as his series of products are launched, they will probably cause an immediate sensation!
Great tonic wine!
Mahjong!
These top products have burst into the market in Bianliang, Tokyo, and it's easy to make a fortune!
Ximen Qing is full of confidence. He is not sure yet what the Imperial City Division can do, but it will definitely succeed in the market.
But the only thing that cannot be avoided is various taxes and exploitation by officials at all levels.
Regarding this point, Ximen Qing already has a case that can be unfolded as soon as the prodigal Yan Qing arrives.
Find an inn to stay in, get the best shop, start business, and report to the Imperial City Division. This is what you need to do now.
The inn that the divine fortune teller Jiang Jing was familiar with was in No. 2 Tianshui Lane, called "Xixi Tower".
The word "Xixi" is naturally derived from "bustling", which means people coming and going, noisy and chaotic.
As soon as the wine transport team stopped at the entrance of the inn, a waiter immediately came up to greet them.
"It's been a long time since I've been to Tokyo." Jiang Jing, the fortune teller, looked at the big signboard of "Xixi Tower" in front of him and couldn't help but muttered to himself.
"My boss, Jiang came to Tokyo to take the exam and always stayed in this Xixi Building. It is considered a famous inn in Bianliang, Tokyo."
Ximen Qing smiled and said to Wu Song and others: "We haven't found a shop or a place to live, so we can only settle here temporarily."
"Dear guest, Xixi Tower promises you to feel at home!" The guys patted their chests and led the wine transport team into the inn.
The shopkeeper came up to us. At this time, Jiang Jing, the great fortune teller, came to the rescue as the accountant and a regular customer, and asked for the biggest and best yard.
"Don't tell us that we have to stay for a month. How can the shopkeeper not give us a good price?"
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing showed his trump card from the beginning, but the shopkeeper smiled disapprovingly.
"The price will not change, no matter whether the guest stays for one night or for a year." The shopkeeper's tone was very respectful, but the meaning in his words was also obvious, that is, he would never give up the price: "Xixi Tower is the best in the entire Bianliang City.
There are a lot of good ones here, and the distinguished customers bring goods. If you go to an ordinary store, the location is not good and the service is not good."
"Then there must be some benefit? To be honest, I have stayed in your store more than once." Jiang Jing also knew that the shopkeeper was telling the truth, but as the accountant who came to negotiate, if he didn't get any benefit, he would really be embarrassed.
Naturally, the shopkeeper also understood this truth, and said with a high profile: "All other purchases made by our distinguished guests in the store will be calculated at 90%. What do you think?"
Ximen Qing laughed heartily while listening. It turns out that this strategy of using more to get more discounts has always existed since ancient times.
No matter what, Jiang Jing finally regained some face and nodded in agreement: "That's it."
The wine jar was moved into the courtyard, the porters were sent away, and the whole courtyard finally became quiet. Only then did Ximen Qing realize that this place was really good.
With five main rooms and four wing rooms on each side, there is enough room for Xueer and the others to stay even if they come.
There are flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, a green brick pavement with water, and a well under the trees. Once you stand in the courtyard, the noise outside suddenly becomes non-existent, allowing people to calm down.
After putting away the luggage and letting the store clerk feed the horses, Ximen Qing said to everyone: "Now we have taken our first foot in Bianliang, Tokyo. Whether we can stand firm depends on what happens next." Whether he can become prosperous or not,
It all depends on how the store is." How to sell, at least put up the Jingyangchun banner on the streets of Bianliang, and let others see it in the most eye-catching place.
"This is not a big problem." Jiang Jing, the master fortune teller, was straightforward: "It's just about the price."
"As long as the location is right, price is not the main factor." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Without a good location, how can it be compared to thirty-six genuine stores?"
Since he wants to do business in Bianliang, Tokyo, Ximen Qing still needs to do some homework on his existing competitors.
In the Song Dynasty, wine was sold exclusively. The government sold some "brewing rights" to a number of powerful restaurants every year. These restaurants then made the wine, and other small pubs had to purchase it from these large restaurants.
If private brewing is discovered, it is definitely a serious crime. Although losing your head is a bit exaggerated, a huge fine will also make you go bankrupt. However, Zhu Zhixian of Qinghe County has nodded. Not counting private brewing, as for brewing wine in Liangshan
It's naturally not easy to mention that kind of thing in person.
The thirty-six restaurants that Ximen Qing mentioned are government-designated restaurants with a certain limit of "wine-making rights" every year.
Mentioning the Thirty-Six Main Stores, the fortune teller Jiang Jing suddenly showed an expression that he couldn't bear to look back on the past. He shook his hand and said: "When Jiang was in Bianliang, he was always drunk and happy. The wine brewed by the Thirty-Six Main Stores
Most of them have been drinking wine. I thought it was good at the time, but now hehe. "The taste is so good that they can't catch up with it!"
Once it is launched in Bianliang, I don’t know how the thirty-six stores will respond.”
"I'm sure I won't give in." The squeeze is not over. It has become a government-designated wine. No matter whether it is thirty-six or seventy-two, they can only stare."
After hearing what Jiang Jing said, Ximen Qing smiled and said, "I'll figure this out."
After saying this, Ximen Qing turned to Wu Song and said: "Second brother, we are going to two places tomorrow: one is the Daxiangguo Temple, and the other is the Imperial City Division. At least we should check in first."
"It's business to report to the Imperial City Division, but why do you want to go to the Daxiangguo Temple?" Wu Song didn't quite understand. Ximen Qing's words seemed to put the trip to the Daxiangguo Temple at the top. Could it be more important than going to the Imperial City Division?