Baiyun Tea Pavilion has three floors.

The tea sold here is not the kind of tea soup sold on the roadside that is drunk for a penny per bowl to quench thirst, and you still don't know the taste after drinking it. It is a fine tea that has been roasted carefully.

The money earned from the rich young masters, princes, ministers, or literati on the Qinhuai River, coupled with a few exquisite snacks, the price is comparable to a table of wine and food.

The boss's surname is Li. He is a layman, but he has a bright mind. He has collected a lot of high-quality tea leaves from the south and north of the Yangtze River. They are sweet, bitter and mellow, with various flavors. What he wants in his heart is to earn "elegant" and do some gimmicks. Those scholars

If you love arty things and are willing to spend a lot of money on courtesans, you will definitely make money from your tea.

I also bought some calligraphy and paintings from some famous calligraphers, and hung them in the tea pavilion. At first, the business was good, attracting people who were not literati, but as time went by, the old madams in the painting house and the red building became jealous and took advantage of the money.

How much money can you make just by being with me for one night? How come you can earn a few taels of silver for a cup of tea that is worth seven or eight mouthfuls.

As a result, not long after, everyone on both sides of the Qinhuai River replenished the tea in his tea pavilion, and each of them had their own novel names, such as "Biluochun", also known as "Scaring Fragrance",

It turned out that his name was "Biluochun", and others called him "Red Sleeves Adding Fragrance". Just hearing the name aroused people's imagination, plus he could listen to music and have beautiful women as his company. Within a few days, all the guests left and he couldn't keep them.

Business became increasingly bleak, and shopkeeper Li almost vomited blood and was unable to make ends meet. In the end, he had to sell some loose tea to survive.

But I never imagined that this time would only last a few days.

The business in the tea pavilion is actually becoming more and more prosperous day by day, and it is still very prosperous, making more money than when he opened it, just because there is an extra singer in the pavilion.

After a spring rain, the orioles are singing, the willows are singing, the swallows are cutting the blue waves, on both sides of the Qinhuai River, the girls in the red-tiled houses opened the windows one by one, peeking towards the tea pavilion, then leaning on their plump bodies, shaking their fans,

Listening to the music, they would get together in pairs from time to time, glance at the tea pavilion secretly, and whisper a few words, then their cheeks would turn a delicate blush, and their eyes would look like spring water at the person speaking under the shade of the pavilion.

It's not just them.

Among the rows of red and green peaches and willows, many people were weighing their feet and raising their eyes, wishing their eyes could fly in. The business was so good that there were so many customers that it was impossible to sit down. As a result, they could only squeeze outside, even those who took the bus on the river.

The gentlemen and ladies who were enjoying the boat ride all sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the man.

Even the madam of the "Yingchun Pavilion" was cursing at first, saying that even men wanted to compete with them for business these days.

He fought for position and argued with others until his face turned red, and then he willingly threw away the reward money.

The shopkeeper had a round belly and couldn't stop smiling all day long.

To be honest, are these here to listen to music?

On the Qinhuai River, many courtesans of the Qing Dynasty performed arts rather than selling themselves. Those courtesans had special skills and were proficient in singing, dancing and music. Some were even regarded as "big masters". Each had its own strengths and weaknesses based on their skills alone.

If it really comes down to it, what you can see is that face.

In addition, Su Qing showed off her skills in sword dancing. In just a few days, she has already become the best in the world. She is famous in Qinhuai and has the potential to become famous in Beijing. I don't know how many girls are obsessed with it because of it, and they look forward to catching a glimpse of it every day.

The listeners were all fascinated, looking at the indistinguishable male and female face. When the music of the harp stopped and Qing Yi turned around, everyone suddenly woke up, pursed their dry lips, and poured the few taels of silver into a cup.

He poured a lot of tea into his mouth, but he still didn't want to finish it, and he refused to leave his seat.

"Sir, I am the manager of the Liu Mansion in the east of the city. I am here today to invite you to sing a song. Thank you very much~"

Someone shouted at the top of their lungs.

It was okay if he didn't say it. Once he said it, everyone else also reacted. The downstairs seemed to explode instantly. They announced their names and prices one by one. When the shopkeeper went upstairs to ask what he meant, he wiped his sweat and smiled.

Said: "Mr. Su said that when the song ends and everyone disperses, it's time for you to leave!"

Su Qing is on the third floor.

Sitting by the window, under the window the willow branches are spread out in the wind, and the peach blossoms are floating.

This is an elegant room. In order to please him, the shopkeeper set this room as his resting place. Standing here, you can overlook most of Beijing and take in the Qinhuai spring water. You can see that the river is like a jade belt, and the towers are reflected in it.

Go west.

As far as the eye could see, in a daze, he seemed to see a corner of the eaves standing proudly under the clear sky, with carved beams and painted buildings, and a majestic atmosphere.

Is that the imperial city?

The Wheel-turning King was hiding there.

Want to kill him?

Of course, he would not reveal his true potential before the time came, otherwise he would attract a group of Blackstone killers to attack him. He would be afraid of murder at every step, and the place was dangerous, so he had to be on guard day and night.

He sat on an exquisite red wooden chair, leaning his elbows on the armrests, supporting his left cheek with his left hand, half-leaning, looking at the tea in front of him in trance, tapping his index finger casually with his right hand and making a soft sound.

"Ta-ta-ta-"

He was thinking about the Blackstone killers he had seen the night before yesterday. Before taking action, he must find out the number and identity of those people. These people are all Blackstone killers hiding in the capital. He had to dig them out one by one.

He knows everything so well that he can even use it.

Since ancient times, when great things have happened, there are still a few people who have accomplished them all by themselves.

He is so weak and weak, and he wants to seize power by killing just one person. Isn't it a wishful thinking? Even if he kills the Wheel King and the hearts of the people are not united, there is no talk of seizing power. Maybe he will fight to the death and become a wedding dress for others in the end.

He will be chased and killed in a moment.

Therefore, if he wants to completely grasp the power of Black Stone, not all but at least half of the Black Stone killers in the capital must be used by him. This matter cannot be rushed and must be done slowly.

The waiter brought water, and Su Qing took off her makeup upstairs. When she went downstairs, the shopkeeper had already divided the money with a smile.

"Mr. Su, this is today's two hundred and thirty-seven taels. Old Chen, yours is ninety-five taels. Don't forget to save it later!"

Old man Chen seemed to have never seen so much money in his life. His hands were trembling and he was carrying a huqin on his back. He didn't know what he was saying. He held the money bag tightly and led his granddaughter out.

Weighing her share, Su Qing picked up her costume and turned around to the riverside.

On a awning boat, the little girl's eyes lit up immediately when she saw him coming down, and she trotted over carrying a bamboo basket.

"Sir, this is for today!"

Su Qing took it and was about to get the money when the little girl turned around and ran quickly. When she got on the boat, she waved with a smile and shouted: "Dad said I gave it to you, it doesn't cost any money!"

After the tent boat went downstream, he took the fish basket and hurried towards "Xuande Lane".

But as soon as we arrived at the alley.

There was a person who kept looking this way. When he saw him coming back, he immediately came over excitedly.

Who else could it be except Granny Cai?

"Aqing!"

"I heard them say that the Qinhuai River is very lively today and someone is singing. Is it you?"

"Grandma Cai, aren't you going to go out to the stall today?"

Su Qing smiled, changed her words, and walked back.

Granny Cai followed him and started chattering again. "It's not because of your delay that I was delayed. You have to thank me properly. I just went to the tea pavilion to look for you, but it was full of people. I couldn't squeeze in. I couldn't catch you up."

You have to leave a place for me!"

She smiled kindly.

"My business? What can happen to me?"

Su Qing chatted.

Granny Cai smiled and said, "What else can I do? I'll have to take care of it later. A lady from our family wants to see you, and we'll make an appointment in a boat on the Qinhuai River!"

Su Qing frowned and turned his head to look at her.

"Huafang? Granny Cai, do you know her?"

Granny Cai said nonchalantly: "I don't know about that, but I see that she is dressed quite dignified and spends a lot of money, so it's definitely not bad!"

Su Qing said lightly: "Since you don't know me, then I won't go!"

Grandma Cai was stunned for a moment, and then she looked panicked.

"No, I've been given money, but if you don't go, I'll be in trouble!"

"Did you pick it up when you went to the pavilion just now? Then return the money!" Su Qing walked as she spoke, her footsteps soft and her voice soft.

"I have already deposited the money in the bank!"

Hearing Granny Cai's words, Su Qing sighed.

"Let's talk about it later!"

Granny Cai followed him.
Chapter completed!