Chapter 355: Chamber of Secrets, Sexy Women and Short Knives
When the lanterns first came on, another group of guests just wanted to see Yangchun and then left.
Jing Yangchun of Chuixuelou concentrates his sales in three time periods. When he first opens in the morning, he sells his products to other main stores, brothels and hook-up shops for wholesale. He pays the price and delivers the goods. There is never any credit.
At noon and evening, some are prepared for individual guests to enjoy.
So no matter how many pieces are sold during the day, there will always be some left to sell at night.
This group of "guests" seemed to have focused on this moment. Every time they sat down when they first started to arrive, and left immediately as soon as Jing Yangchun came up.
For Chuixuelou, there was no loss and the money that should be collected could be recovered, but it had a great impact on normal customers.
Jingyangchun can be said to be the signature of Chuixuelou. Although other main stores also sell goods from Chuixuelou, and the prices are slightly lower than Chuixuelou, customers still like to go to Chuixuelou, as if what they drink here is the most authentic Jingyangchun.
spring.
Drinking a glass of Jingyangchun at Chuixuelou has become one of the things that tourists must do when they come to Bianliang, and it ranks high.
Especially some so-called literati and poets insist on coming to Chuixuelou to drink a glass of Jingyangchun, trying to find the vague...poetry in the atmosphere that seems to be drunk but not drunk.
The pink and white walls of Chuixuelou bear many traces of someone’s great poetry.
elegant!
But unfortunately, this enjoyment has ruthlessly disappeared a few days ago.
When the guests sat down, they were regretfully informed by the waiter that today's Jingyangchun was sold out, so please come early tomorrow.
But no matter how early they came, there was always someone earlier than them. During this period, the Jingyangchun that could be drunk at Chuixuelou became less and less, and in the end there was none at all.
If it weren't for the Imperial City Secretary behind Chuixue Tower and Ximen Qing working as an official, we wouldn't have known how many security incidents would have occurred in Chuixue Tower.
The literati and poets who had hit a wall had no choice but to look elsewhere. What they didn't expect was that not only Chui Xue Lou was missing, but also other real shops, brothels, hook bars... foot shops... none of them were there!
The streets of Bianliang are full of dejected, literati and poets shaking their heads, which has almost become a new scenery in Bianliang.
But Pan Jinlian and Jia strictly adhered to the rules set by Ximen Qing. When they knew there was a problem behind it and until they figured it out, they would strictly follow the quota, and even one more bottle would not be enough.
This made Cai You, who didn't appear behind the scenes, slightly surprised.
If it were other merchants, I'm afraid they would have shipped in large quantities already. If you can afford it and I can afford it, who will have trouble with the money? If things are sold quickly, they will naturally collect a lot of money. No matter where the winery is, it will naturally be
Jing Yangchun is the one who works hard to produce at full capacity.
However, Chuixuelou, from shopkeeper Pan on down, has always adhered to the rules set by Ximen Qing earlier. No matter who comes, if it is sold out, it is sold out, and there will never be any concern about whose face it is to secretly sell a bottle.
"Could it be that this woman has seen through her intentions?" Cai You waited for another two days, and Baihualou's liquidity began to have problems. Chuixuelou was still doing what they should do in a leisurely manner, which made Cai You a little bit.
Can't sit still anymore.
Every time Sang Sanniang saw Cai You, she hesitated to speak. She had spent seventy or eighty thousand yuan in these days. Even if Sang Sanniang could run the business again, she would start to feel like a clever woman can't make a living without rice.
But what Cai You said a few days ago made Sang Sanniang dare not speak, and she couldn't speak; after all, Baihua Building belongs to Cai You, these properties, these girls, and even Sang Sanniang herself belongs to Cai You.
Sang Sanniang herself is just a manager, so how can she have the right to make the decision?
The sound of Baihualou's liquidity flowing out often echoes in Sang Sanniang's ears; if this continues, how long can Baihualou survive? Although selling some branches in various states will be enough to tide over this period, but this
First of all, does Baihualou still have a face in this industry?
Sang Sanniang may be shameless, but she knows that Cai You is a very face-friendly person; the only person who can make Cai You bend his knees and do everything possible to please is one person from top to bottom.
That is the Taojun Emperor Zhao Ji.
From the time when Zhao Ji was still King Duan, Cai You tried every means to get close to Zhao Ji. Everyone knew what he valued.
That year, Cai You was only twenty-two or three years old.
In addition, the Crown Prince Zhao Huan cannot do it... nor does the King of Jia Zhao Kai... Even Cai You's biological father, Grand Master Cai Jing, who now holds the high position of Grand Master, cannot do it either.
Cai You is the eldest son, but Cai Jing prefers the second son Cai Sui. The reason is also very simple. Cai You is really incompetent in officialdom. He serves as a bachelor and attendant of Longtuge and plays the dramas of the emperor for the emperor. He doesn't do it at all.
Business.
But Cai Sui was different. He was diligent and conscientious, and often helped Cai Jing handle official documents.
Cai You only chose to endure it for two years, and then he fell out with Cai Jing. The good father and son turned against each other. They didn't give way to each other when they walked on the street, and they just pretended that they didn't know each other.
Daojun Emperor Zhao Ji acted as a peacemaker and also gave Cai You a residence. The father and son officially parted ways.
Therefore, Cai You will never allow his plan to fail, because he firmly believes that his plan can succeed.
Gao Qiu and Liang Shicheng sang together and chose a path for Cai You to crush Chuixue Tower. After Cai You embarked on this path, he never thought about looking back.
"What's the market situation now?" Cai You suddenly asked Sang Sanniang, "Is there anyone or a place that dares to sell Jingyangchun?"
"Except Chuixue Tower, there is no one else." Sang Sanniang sighed secretly and answered honestly: "Master, how long will the first step of our plan last?"
Cai You chuckled: "Of course it will continue until Jing Yangchun is no longer available on the market. When Jing Yangchun disappears from everyone's eyes, everyone will go crazy looking for it. At that time, we can move on to the next step of the plan.
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"But on the books..." Sang Sanniang was a little hesitant. After all, the liquidity on the books was already below five digits. This was something that had never happened before for Baihualou.
Since Cai You handed over Baihua Building to Sang Sanniang, she has tried every means and painstakingly managed it, and Baihua Building has grown from one room to ten rooms, and then to a hundred rooms, all of which have been soaked in her hard work.
The book also went from four digits to five digits, and would soon reach six digits; but Cai You's decision made Sang Sanniang's several years of hard work come to naught.
"I don't care about the things on the books." Cai You smiled slightly: "You decide what to do."
"Remember, once you start the next step of planning, it will be harvest time. By then, both Chuixue Tower and Jing Yangchun will disappear from the market."
Sang Sanniang smiled back: "At that time, the master will be able to get his wish and get Jing Yangchun's brewing recipe."
"That's right." Cai You suddenly became rare and serious: "Jing Yangchun is indeed a good thing that has never been seen through the ages. Such a good thing is simply a waste of nature in the hands of Chuixuelou."
Sang Sanniang nodded: "But there was no movement at Chuixue Tower. It seemed that they didn't notice our actions behind the scenes at all...or maybe they didn't care about our actions at all? Then no one dared to break the rules set by Ximen Qing.
..."
"It's not a good thing to stick to the rules." Cai You smiled: "Although they surprised me a lot, as long as they follow our path, they will fall into our scheme whether they want it or not."
After speaking, Cai You stretched out a well-maintained hand, which was even fairer than Sang Sanniang's. Sang Sanniang shook her body and moved her pink face very obediently towards her. As for what happened next, Sang Sanniang
My mother knew it very well, and she still had some expectations in her heart.
"Then what does Ximen Qing know about business?" Cai You stroked Sang Sanniang's pink face as if playing with a fine jade: "Our Sanniang is still the most capable."
"The slave family...how dare you take credit?"
Sang Sanniang cooperated with Cai You's actions, knelt down in front of the couch where Cai You was sitting, and slightly pressed her pink face towards Cai You's palm. The palm of her hand was actually cold, without any sweat or warmth.
feeling.
Cai You was extremely satisfied with Sang Sanniang's response. He seemed to have mentioned inadvertently: "Sell the properties in those remote states and counties..."
Sang Sanniang's heart was shaken. It turned out that Cai You didn't look at the accounts on the surface, but he actually had an accurate estimate of how much money Baihualou had on its books.
Have you reached the point where you want to sell your property?
Sang Sanniang's heart palpitated for no reason. Every place was like her own child. Sang Sanniang lived in the expectation of seeing these "children" grow up every day. She had to sell her property, even in remote counties.
Sanniang also had a feeling of being separated from her flesh and blood.
Baihua Building is in a period of rapid development. Although it makes a lot of money every day, a lot of money is spent on development... more industries, more girls... more territory.
Sang Sanniang was unwilling from the bottom of her heart, but when faced with Cai You's request... no, it should be said that it was a request, she did not have the courage to say "no".
Cai You withdrew his hand, and there seemed to be a look of surprise on his eyebrows: "Why, Sanniang, aren't you willing?"
Withdrawing the cold hand, Sang Sanniang felt her pink face become warm again.
Sang Sanniang lowered her head slightly and thought quickly.
There must be some way to avoid doing this, there must be!
Cai You's face gradually became impatient. He reached for a short knife placed on the shelf next to him and stroked the exquisitely carved patterns on it.
The rare ebony scabbard was touched to make it black and bright. A plum branch was wrapped all the way up, and it was bright red. The three blooming plum blossoms were pure white and flawless, and they were particularly eye-catching against the ebony.
Sang Sanniang recognized that this was a gift from Japan. It was a short sword carried by local warriors, called a wakizashi.
A good knife requires a lot of effort to maintain.
Sang Sanniang usually took good care of it herself, and in Cai You's eyes, it was indeed an excellent plaything.
Looking at this wakizashi, Sang Sanniang's mind was like lightning, and she suddenly remembered something.