Zhao Rang found that as long as Haidiya mentioned this stranger, his words began to make no sense...
I thought to myself, a middleman will lead the way. What is the difference between this and praying to God and worshiping Buddha? Can all your wishes really come true in this world?
Haidiya saw that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong both looked disbelieving, and then said:
"It's true! I've tried it myself!"
Zhao Rang asked suspiciously:
"Have you ever seen a middleman use this method?"
Haidiya nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Of course! More than once!"
"Then how to do it specifically? There are many of us. If it works really well, we will definitely see you!"
Yuan Mingkong seemed to believe it.
Whether he believed it or not, there was no other way at the moment. We can only try them all first, treating a dead horse as a living horse. What if it turns out to be successful?
"At least two or three times."
Heidieh replied.
Yuan Mingkong felt that he was too long-winded and could not get back to the main point, so he asked impatiently:
"Just tell me the last time, where and how you saw it, be specific!"
Haidiya was punched by Yuan Mingkong, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, he recalled it seriously:
"It's just outside the palace in the northwest corner. There's everything in that area, and they're all just like gangsters. Oh, by the way! There are also a lot of powerful people!"
When Yuan Mingkong saw that he was talking crookedly again, his eyes widened. Haidiya immediately pulled him back and continued:
"That time it was a cold spring in Danye Kingdom, and hailstones as big as eggs came down on them! All the grass sprouts that had just appeared on the racecourse were smashed to death. I thought I would lose all my money, so I thought of looking for strangers. Ask and see if there is a way to crack it."
This was the antecedent. Although it still had nothing to do with the specific method, it was quite interesting to listen to, so Yuan Mingkong did not interrupt.
"After I went to that place, I just wandered around. I drank tea when I was thirsty and ate when I was hungry. In the end, I was bored and went to a clothing store. As soon as I left a piece of clothing alone, I ran into an old man with a hunchback and a cane when I went out. After he poked me and asked me to follow him, I knew it was right this time!"
Haidiya's face glowed brightly when he said this.
"Then what?"
Zhao Rang was listening intently, but he suddenly stopped talking! Who can bear this?
Haidiya shook his head and said:
"You can't tell me the rest!"
Then he quickly explained:
"It's not that I didn't say it! This is the rule he gave me. No one can say it! If I say it, there will be no next time!"
"It's the same this time. No matter who of us sees it, we can't describe it. Just tell everyone how to solve this problem!"
For those who believe deeply, Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong have nothing to do. Fortunately, Haidiya had already given a rough idea of the area—a clothing store in the northwest corner of King Shanye City.
After Zhao Rang carefully asked Heidiye the names of the teahouse where he drank tea and the restaurant where he ate, he and Yuan Mingkong set off in the mist before the morning light.
He originally wanted to ask Ye Sanniang to come with him, but Yuan Mingkong asked her to take care of his sister, so Zhao Rang remained silent.
Of course Ximen Dazhuang is still sleeping soundly... If no one calls him, unless he wakes up from hunger and suppresses his sleep, he will have to sleep for a full hour.
Follow the long street in front of Qingshanke and go eastward to reach the palace.
This is different from Dawei.
According to the Feng Shui rules in Dawei, most of the houses face north and south, and the imperial city was built in the middle and in all directions. As for Shan Ye Kingdom, Zhao Rang found that many beautifully built houses were built with their backs to the east, even if the houses would conflict with the terrain. The same is true for Haidiya's house in Qingshan Guesthouse and the royal palace.
When we reached the royal city, the east was already a bit white. Looking at this scene, Zhao Rang somewhat understood.
With its back to the east, when the sun rises, the palace will turn into a silhouette, highlighting its majesty and mystery. Zhao Rang didn't know if what he thought was right, but he was sure that there must be this reason.
The northwest corner is the side entrance of Shanye Palace.
The first king of Shan Ye Kingdom was born in Cao Mang. After the founding of the country, in order to prevent future generations from being separated from the people and suffering the sufferings of the world, they specially opened the door and built a market here on the palace wall. Over the years, this place has developed extremely lively. From morning to night, people flow like water.
However, such matters can only be dealt with by three generations at most.
The powerful founder of the previous dynasty was afraid that his descendants would enjoy themselves too much, so he specifically ordered his successors to eat tofu in every meal. But over time, which wasteland is willing to eat tofu with every meal? The imperial chef began to think hard to change his tricks. Before the fall of the country, this flavor of tofu was also called "white bird brain". As the name suggests, it was made with the brains of a hundred rare birds... These methods are better than not establishing rules. decent!
Directly in front of the northwest corner is a large teahouse. Yuan Mingkong translated the name on the plaque and it should be called Taihe.
The Western language cannot be translated one-to-one with the word "Dawei". After Yuan Mingkong understood its meaning, he picked out the word "Taihe" from the word "Dawei" and it can still be matched.
"Taiheju?"
"Taihe Residence, Taihe Building, Taihe House are all fine."
"Haidiye is talking about this teahouse, right?"
"He said it's at the intersection and it's pretty big, so that's it!"
Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong looked around, and there was no second teahouse that could compete with Taihe as far as they could see.
On the way here, the two of them agreed that Yuan Mingkong would sit in the teahouse drinking tea while Zhao Rang went to the clothing store.
As a prince, Yuan Mingkong's understanding of the market was naturally incomparable to Zhao Rang's. Comparing the two places, drinking tea is of course easier and in line with his temperament.
The only difficulty is that Zhao Rang cannot speak the Western Region dialect. But Haidiya said that there are many powerful people here, and with a little money, you can hire a translator. Zhao Rang couldn't help but think of Zhang San.
It would be convenient if he was here!
Now that he is here, Zhao Rang also wants to see what the teahouses in the Western Regions are like.
The teahouses in the Imperial City are the same as the teahouses in the Dawei Imperial City, not that simple. Not many people come here just for tea. As the saying goes, wine is the matchmaker of sex, and tea is of course the matchmaker of affairs. The more tea you drink, the clearer you will become, and you will get twice the result with half the effort when talking about things.
Especially in the early morning, Taiheju opens its doors with the first ray of morning light. The door was already crowded with people looking for work, including masons, carpenters, Liba, and various craftsmen. They have carved up the open space in front of the teahouse. The masons will never stand with the carpenters. As for Liba, who has no skills and can only work hard, he is the most looked down upon and can only stand on the edge.
Looking at it this way, the bustling door suddenly became tidy.
"Master!"
In the noise, Zhao Rang seemed to hear someone shouting "Master" in a powerful dialect. He looked up and looked around, but couldn't find it. He thought he heard wrongly.
"Master!"
"it's me!"
"Me, Zhang San!"
Zhao Rang noticed that someone was suddenly approaching from behind him. He immediately turned around and put his right hand into his pocket.
Before going out, he deliberately tore open the lining of his pocket so that he could reach out and hold the knife hidden in his coat.
"Zhang San!"
The one who was close was none other than Zhang San, whom Zhao Rang had just remembered.
"Why are you here!"
Zhang San rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"I'm looking for a job! Are you two here to have tea so early?"
In Chunhua Tower, Zhang San had already left when he went upstairs to change boxes. He knew that he could not interfere with what happened next, and he could not interfere with it. When gods fight, common people suffer. Zhang San is very measured.
"Didn't I give you money when I went to the dark street?"
Zhao Rang asked suddenly.
Zhang San smiled but didn't answer.
In fact, not only did Zhao Rang and the others not give Zhang San any money to be a gangster guide, but Zhang San even paid for the rental of the carriage. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been scolded by his wife when he returned home. He went out before dawn today to pick up work in front of the teahouse.
"Let's have a cup of tea and have breakfast together first!"
Zhang San hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
Last night, Aziz and Haidiya appeared at Chunhua Tower at the same time, which really scared him... But now seeing that nothing happened to Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong, he felt that these two were really powerful! He was so inconspicuous that he could still escape unscathed when he was caught in the middle of those two people who stomped their feet and made the whole city tremble.
As soon as they sat down, Zhang San began to play his role as a guide and introduced Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong:
"Boss, the tea here is not weighed by the pound, it is sold by the portion. Each type of tea is divided into strong and light. The strong tea has more leaves and is more expensive than the light one."
The two nodded and said:
"It's natural."
Seeing that the two of them understood, Zhang San pointed to a row of tea jars in the center and continued:
"The most popular drink in the Western Region is brick tea. Add milk to brick tea and it becomes milk tea. All other tea leaves are shipped from Dawei. You two are definitely not interested in it!"
Zhao Rang liked to drink milk tea in the North, and he also disliked the tea in the North as not being good enough and the milk not being strong enough.
I have been in the Western Regions for so long, but I have never had a good cup of milk tea. I came to see the stranger today, but I got it wrong. Zhao Rang said immediately:
"I drink milk tea, I want it strong!"
Zhang San first agreed, and then asked:
"Master, is it stronger, the tea or the milk?"
Zhao Rang replied without thinking:
"Toon!"
Yuan Mingkong ordered a cup of green tea shipped from Dawei. It was the Biluochun he had been accustomed to drinking since childhood.
However, the biluo vernal equinox here is very fine, there are 2 liang for one portion, 6 liang for one portion, and the best one is 12 liang for one portion.
Even if it costs two taels of silver for a portion of tea, it is exorbitantly expensive. Ordinary people cannot afford to drink it... But consider that this tea is transported over the mountains and ridges from the south of Dawei. You have to beware of bandits and the sun on the way. Rain causes tea leaves to deteriorate. After calculating these costs, plus the rent and labor of the teahouse, it is considered reasonable.
Zhang San asked the waiter to order, and he also ordered a milk tea for himself, but it was light tea and thick milk.
The clerk brought over a booklet, which was full of handicaps. There were forty or fifty kinds of handicap, even compared to Dawei Imperial City.
Zhao Rang opened the book and Yuan Mingkong looked at it with interest, when a shadow suddenly appeared on the booklet.
Looking up, he saw two strangers standing across the table without saying a word.
Seeing that Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong noticed him, the two people sat down unceremoniously.
