Two thousand strings is an astronomical figure.
Many people looked shocked, and Chen Yu'an shouted angrily: "You, a mere merchant, dare to compete with me, do you know who I am!"
The merchant showed no fear. He stood up and walked to the wooden platform. He reached into his arms and found two thousand-guan silver notes. He handed them to Han You without even looking at them.
"Brother Yu, it's been a long time since I laughed to my heart's content. Your obscene poems are so wonderful. I'll give you these two thousand poems."
Han You was so excited that his tongue trembled with excitement, and he couldn't help but glance at Chen Yu'an and others.
It's a pity that none of these scholars said anything after seeing the genuine banknotes.
It has to be said that for Chen Yu'an, even three hundred guan would put him at risk of having his legs broken by his father, let alone two thousand guan.
But he couldn't forget Yun Xi all day long, especially after getting a glimpse of the whole picture, he couldn't wait to rush to the stage to take the beautiful woman into his arms and give her a kiss.
"Do you know who this young master is!" Chen Yu'an, who was furious, obviously refused to give up: "Chen Yongzhi, the left minister of the Ministry of Punishment, is my father."
The merchant frowned slightly: "So what?"
"You are tired of living. A mere businessman dares to offend this young master."
The merchant laughed, inexplicably: "Although I am a merchant, I also know that Mr. Chen, the Minister of Punishment, is the most important person. Does Mr. Chen know that you spend a lot of money on getting drunk on a flower boat?"
Chen Yuan's momentum froze and he was speechless.
Mentioning his father, Chen Yuan also calmed down and looked at Yun Xi who was also very angry with a look of reluctance.
After taking a deep look at Yun Xi, Chen Yu'an said harshly: "Don't let me see you as a merchant in the capital again, huh!"
After finishing speaking, Chen Yuan clenched his fists and left, followed by a group of so-called "literary friends".
Han You was afraid that the merchant would regret it, so he took the banknote directly and said: "Pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand. The money and goods will be cleared in both directions."
Unexpectedly, the merchant did not accept the first red jade and said with a smile: "Jade, I give it to you."
"Ah?" Han You was dumbfounded: "Real or false."
"I never tell lies. Let's go and have a few glasses of wine with Brother Yu."
Han You was confused. Are the merchants in Beijing so rich? Don't they all say that they all live with their tail between their legs?
The old bustard Yanliu came over and looked at the banknote in Han You's hand, his eyes turned red.
"Young Master Wang." Yanliu, who was really shocked by Han You's "poetry talent", showed a professional fake smile.
"Those who do not comply with the rules must be the best in poetry competition..."
"I know." Han You said impatiently: "The venue fee is nine for me and one for you. Remember to inform me next time there is such an activity to defraud the wrongdoer."
Yanliu was confused: "What does Mr. Wang mean?"
Han You handed a thousand-guan banknote to Yanliu: "Look for me for 800-guan. Give it to me before you leave. Don't default on your debt. Be careful. I'll sue you at Jingzhao Mansion."
After saying that, Han You walked to the table of merchants, ready to get acquainted. Being able to easily take out two thousand guan was more than just a wealthy merchant.
Yan Liuxi smiled broadly while holding the banknote. She really didn't expect Han You to be so "righteous" and immediately ran upstairs to get the banknote, leaving Yun Xi on the stage biting her lip tightly and feeling angry and ashamed.
But when she saw Han You stuffing Chu Hongyu into his arms again, Miss Yun Xi breathed a sigh of relief, with some unspeakable emotions in her heart.
After glaring fiercely at Han You who didn't look at her at all, Yun Xi took the two fat girls upstairs and kept looking back when she left, fearing that Han You would sell the first red jade again.
As for Han You, he brought Wang Hai to the merchant's table. After sitting down, he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you to the top of the list...Thank you, big brother, for supporting us."
"Brother Fool's surname is Feng, Feng Tianzhou, the young master's surname is his surname?"
Feng Tianzhou not only poured a glass of wine for Han You, but also poured a glass of wine for Wang Hai. You must know that Wang Hai was dressed like a servant.
"My name is Wang Hai."
Han You raised his glass and toasted Feng Tianzhou.
Looking at Fengtian Prefecture, Han You didn't know why, but felt a bit of intimacy in his heart and was filled with emotions.
"Brother Feng doesn't know something. Your two thousand strings have really solved my urgent need. Maybe you can save the lives of my whole family."
"Oh?" Feng Tianzhou's expression changed slightly: "No wonder you are obviously very talented in literature but you jump up and down in public regardless of your manners. It turns out you are doing it for your relatives."
Han You laughed dumbly: "Earn money and don't shiver."
"Well said, let's have a drink." Feng Tianzhou raised his glass and touched Han You lightly: "Money, when it comes to the people, it is a big deal, but when it comes to the officials of the court, it is a difficult matter that can be avoided in every possible way. , but when it comes to the mouths of scholarly scholars, it becomes a dirty thing that cannot be seen."
"Listen to them. Who says they don't care about money? If you ask them to donate all their money, do you think they agree? It's good if they don't fight you."
"That's right." Feng Tianzhou laughed loudly: "Brother Yu, this gift of silver notes is not unfair."
Han You asked curiously: "Brother, do you usually bring so much money when you go out to visit the brothels? Can your kidneys handle it?"
Feng Tianzhou laughed loudly: "This banknote was given to me by a friend... I took it with my burning hand and held it. I felt uneasy about my conscience and refused to return it. Then I came to the flower boat, thinking that if I saw the caring I just reward the girls’ school secretary.”
Han You was shocked and came to the flower boat with two thousand guan to find the girl. Wouldn't this shake the flower boat to pieces?
When he thought about it, he had a look of fear on his face again. Fortunately, he came early. If he had come a little later, he would have made more than two thousand yuan less.
"I have never heard of any prince from a wealthy family in the capital having such a talent for poetry. Isn't my little brother from the capital?"
"Small door, small door."
Just as Han You was about to pour another glass for Feng Tianzhou, the latter covered the wine glass with his hand: "Being greedy will ruin things. Brother Yu has half a day to spare. He has to take care of household chores after dark, so it's not advisable to drink too much."
After finishing speaking, Feng Tianzhou shouted to Turtle Gong: "Bring two pots of tea."
Mr. Turtle ran over in a hurry, nodded and bowed: "What kind of tea do you want to drink?"
Feng Tianzhou looked at Han You: "What kind of tea do you like to drink, little brother?"
Han You said: "New tea."
After Mr. Gui left, Feng Tianzhou became curious: "Brother Wang, do you like to drink new tea?"
"Well, the new tea tastes good."
In fact, the so-called new tea and old tea in Beijing are very different, both in taste and appearance.
Old tea is definitely not as good-looking as new tea, but rich people in Beijing like to drink old tea.
It’s not that old tea tastes better than new tea, but it’s a symbol of status.
In addition, old tea that obviously does not taste good is more expensive than new tea.
Han Mansion had some old tea, but Han You couldn't get used to it and it tasted bitter in his mouth.
"Actually, Brother Yu doesn't understand the difference between good and bad tea."
Feng Tianzhou asked curiously: "Brother, you are different from ordinary people. Scholars all like old tea, but you like new tea. Why?"
Han You didn't know much about it, so he said casually: "Taste it, new tea is not easy to brew, but the tea buds are tender and bright in color, but it tests your patience in brewing tea. Don't be impatient when brewing. Old tea is not troublesome and the soup comes out quickly, but the taste It’s heavy, and the advantage is that it doesn’t take too much time, just brew it hard, and it doesn’t require so much skill. I think new tea is better, but old tea is also good, it depends on personal preference.”
"It makes some sense."
Feng Tianzhou nodded slightly, then cupped his hands: "I had a great time chatting with my brother, but I am worried about trivial matters at home. If we are destined, I will have a drink and talk with you someday."
"It's easy to say. We'll see you again by chance. I still have to wait for the old madam to exchange the banknotes for me."
After being polite, Han You sent Feng Tianzhou to the boat, and Yanliu also came over with the banknote.
"Young Master Wang, you are so lucky."
Yan Liu took Han You's arm and said, "Miss Yun Xi just said that you can enter her boudoir now."
Han You didn't know why: "Are you in such a hurry? I'm still thinking about selling for a while."
"Can't sell it, can't sell it."
Upon hearing this, Yanliu became anxious. Originally, the first red jade was used at night. The reason why Yun Xi was so anxious was because she was afraid that Han You would sell it again.
Yun Xi was really scared. The so-called top card also had its name. Exchange of poems for the first ruby and money for the first ruby must be the former that sounded better and spread into a good story.
"Master Wang, please don't delay." Yanliu grabbed Han You's arm and walked towards the stairs: "A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Miss Yun Xi is waiting in the room."
Han You chuckled and said, "Not to mention having sex for free, you can still make a lot of money, which is good."
Yanliu was very angry, but that was not the case. He had seen many people who spent money to sleep, and it was the first time he had seen people sleeping in vain after making money.
