However, Yan Yuhuan understood the unintentional meaning of these words. He raised his hand to signal Chuntao to shut up and said with a smile: "What Lang Jun said is absolutely true. How can jackals, tigers and leopards compare to this princess, the devil in the world."
The original owner's illustrious record was real, and he didn't expect that he could still be of some help now.
At this moment, Zhuang Yan took the tenants on Zhuangzi to wait outside Lutai. Yan Yuhuan was holding a hand warmer and flipping through the account books on Zhuangzi. Jiang Qinian put the ordered tea into a jade cup and brought it to Yan Yuhuan.
"Thank you." Yan Yuhuan took the tea cup, took a sip, and said, "Just let Chuntao make the tea, why do you have to do it yourself."
The corner of Jiang Qinian's mouth raised an imperceptible arc, and Yan Yuhuan's fingers gently rubbed the mouth of the cup. Jiang Qinian noticed this small movement after he sat down.
Zhou Xingyu walked into Lutai, cupped his hands across the screen and said, "Princess, the tenants have been gathered."
Yan Yuhuan didn't even raise her head, and raised her lips and asked, "Is the old village leader here?"
Zhou Xingyu replied: "Back to the princess, no one has arrived."
Jiang Qinian picked up the tea cup and put it to his mouth. He closed his eyes and smelled the scent of tea. He seemed to sigh: "The Xishan White Dew worth one or two thousand gold is indeed fragrant and sweet in the mouth, but...then... The taste is a bit astringent, not as rare and wonderful as the rumors say. Do you remember that the princess seems to prefer sweet and refreshing scented tea?"
Hearing this, Yan Yuhuan raised her head and looked at Jiang Qinian. This boy had a really good mouth. All the tea she tasted was bitter. There was no way to tell the type of tea, but these words reminded her.
This two thousand gold piece of precious tea is not even available in the Yan Mansion, but it is kept in Zhuangzi. It seems that there are often distinguished guests.
Yan Yuhuan put down the tea cup and said: "Zhou Xingyu, take this money out and give it to all the tenants. It is to sympathize with the tenants' work. Each family has five guans per person. They must come to collect it in person before they can distribute it. Arrange people It’s recorded how many people came to receive it from each household.”
Zhou Xingyu took the order to carry the copper plate out of Lutai and placed it under the eaves. Yan Yuhuan looked at the tea cup in Jiang Qinian's hand and smiled: "Jiang Langjun's mouth is really powerful. He tasted this tea in just one sip." I think it really delayed me."
Jiang Qinian glanced at the account book in front of Yan Yuhuan, his eyes were dark and unclear, and he said: "The princess only cares about looking at the account book, how can she calm down and taste tea properly? Tea is grown by people, and sold by people. Then Linglong thought that it didn’t matter whether the tea was good or bad when it was grown. What mattered was the name under which it was sold. If the same tea was called Xishan Bailu, it would be worth a thousand gold or a tael. If it was called Yutai Leicha, it would be worth a thousand dollars. It is only worth a copper coin, and this is the key to determining profit."
Things that are worth thousands of gold and stones in the world are always more valuable because of their names, not the things themselves. Just like this account book, since it was recorded by people, it doesn't matter what it originally looked like. Some people want it to be Whatever it looks like, it can look like.
Yan Yuhuan did not immediately understand the meaning of the words. He only thought that Jiang Qinian was discussing tea, and there was a rush of copper coins outside. Yan Yuhuan supported his chin and said: "The stage has been set up. Jiang Langjun feels that this opera singer , will you come today?"
Jiang Qinian curled his lips, seeming to have already determined the outcome.
"For those who sing opera, the opera is as big as the sky."
Before noon, the copper coins were distributed. Yan Yuhuan raised his eyes and saw Zhou Xingyu coming in, and asked, "How is it?"
Zhou Xingyu said: "Back to the princess, there are still thirty-five strings left."
These copper coins were based on the list of tenants handed over by the head of the old farm, and there were still a lot left over based on the number of tenants. Yan Yuhuan raised his eyebrows slightly and rubbed the patterns on the hand warmer bag with his palms.
"As expected." Yan Yu looked at Jiang Qinian with a smile: "This old village head eats so much free money every year, and his life is better than that of the princess like me. Naturally, he can afford to buy the Xishan Bailu worth one or two thousand gold. .”
Chuntao walked in quickly and said, "Princess Princess, here you go."
Yan Yuhuan became excited when he heard this, and said with a smile: "The opera singer is finally here."
Several village stewards entered the deer platform, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed their heads. Yan Yuhuan chuckled softly and asked, "Which song are you singing?"
Across the cloud gauze screen, the leader tremblingly held several books in his hands over his head and said: "This is the account book of the village head's dealings with some private salt dealers in recent years, as well as the actual number of tenants on the village. Princess, please take a closer look."
Chuntao stepped forward and took the book, and put it into the screen for Yan Yuhuan to look at. Yan Yuhuan opened the account book and glanced at it briefly, then closed it and said, "Bring these to me, does the boss of the village know?"
The leading steward quickly expressed his loyalty and said: "You are our real boss, our real master."
Another steward continued: "Princess, this old village head entertains those illegal salt dealers every year at the village. We all have families, and we are extremely afraid of being implicated by him. We usually fail to persuade him, and we don't dare." Anyone who tries to be tough with him can only become a deaf mute."
Zhou Xingyu snorted coldly: "The princess gives you a chance and advises you to tell the truth."
Jiang Qinian flipped through the book of heads on Zhuangzi, then looked up at the people kneeling on the deer platform, placed the book in front of Yan Yuhuan, and tapped on the book with his hand.
Yan Yu glanced at the contents of the booklet and then swept the tea cup on the small table to the ground. The sound frightened the people kneeling outside the screen.
Chuntao went up to listen to the sound, then walked out of the screen and asked coldly: "There are six people in charge of the village, why are only the four of you here to expose the old village leader? Are you looking at us, the princess, playing here? !"
The leader, Steward Jia, took a few steps forward on his knees, knocked his head on the ground and said, "Princess Mingjian, we are not playing tricks on the Princess. The two Stewards Zhao are the eldest and youngest sons of Zhao Zhuangtou. They are determined not to expose the boss of the old village."
Zhou Xingyu faced the screen and clasped his fists and said, "Princess Princess, go down and escort the two stewards and the old village head over here!"
"No need." Jiang Qinian said: "They have hands and feet, they will come on their own, we just wait."
Yan Yuhuan nodded: "Now that the evidence of his crime is in our hands, if he wants to protect himself, he will come tonight."
Zhou Xingyu tilted his head in confusion. When did Jiang Qinian finally get the same voice as the princess?
Not long after, everyone who should have retreated also retreated, leaving only Yan Yuhuan and Jiang Qinian in Lutaizhong.
Yan Yuhuan pushed the account book in front of Jiang Qinian. Looking at Jiang Qinian's expression as calm as a spring breeze, he curled his lips and said, "The doorway here is the most exciting thing in this scene."
