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"How about asking brother to teach me?" Jing Chen asked the other party in a good-tempered manner.

The other party probably didn't expect Jingchen to be accused by strangers and didn't feel angry. Instead, he humbly asked for advice, and was a little surprised for a while. Before, he just stepped forward impulsively because Jingchen's way of treating the silver leaf needle was wrong. After some words, I feel a little nervous psychologically. You must know that silver leaf needles are not that cheap. Sometimes a group of people can’t buy many silver leaf needles when they go together. Here, it’s just two people who bought so many. Her Silver Leaf Needle must not be an ordinary family.

The children of those wealthy families must have their own tempers.

It's just that the other party didn't expect Jing Chen's temper to be so good.

But the cold-faced person around him didn't seem to be easy to provoke, and he nodded slightly at that moment, neither showing contempt for Jing Chen nor timid.

He boiled the water again.

"To soak the silver leaf needles well, the water temperature is very important. The silver leaf needles need to be soaked three times before the taste will come out. Before that, the taste will be slightly bitter. The random soaking method you just made, will wait a while When you drink it, you will not be able to drink it because it is too bitter, and you will ruin the good silver leaf needle." He took the tea that Jing Chen had made indiscriminately before, poured a small cup, and let Jing Chen try.

Whether it's tea leaves or tea water, this tea smells very fragrant, but I didn't expect it to be extremely bitter when I drank it.

Jing Chen almost didn't spit out.

The man looked at Jing Chen and smiled.

"That's why I said before that you are simply reckless." The scholar said with a smile, "This tea, not all tea can be thrown into hot water casually and wait to drink. If you don't treat some tea well, then The taste it comes out is all bitter."

"The taste that comes out is all bitter..." Jing Chen murmured, and then put the words behind him.

"The silver leaf needle needs to be washed with warm water a few times before to wash off the bitterness, and then boiled water. The tea brewed like this will definitely be fragrant and sweet." He demonstrated to Jing Chen while speaking.

The scholar is really a master of the tea ceremony, all kinds of tea sets seem to come alive in his hands, if it is not for his good eyes, I am afraid that Jing Chen will not be able to see why these tea sets are on one side in the blink of an eye, and then go to the other side after the blink of an eye .

This person's technique was extremely skillful, gradually attracting people around him to come over.

People in the teahouse always speak in a low voice. This is the rule of the teahouse, and you can't affect others because of your high interest.

At this time, Jing Chen listened to others' praise for this person, and chuckled lightly.

It took the man some time to finish processing the silver leaf needle.

He poured Jing Chen a cup of tea.

Jing Chen wasn't polite to him either, so he just took it over.

It was much sweeter than the tea he had brewed randomly before. Jing Chen tried to taste it, and he completely suspected that it was tea made from two kinds of tea leaves.

"It's fragrant and sweet, it's memorable. Brother, it's not like I changed the tea while I wasn't paying attention. It's completely different from the one I drank before." Jing Chen praised.

"You completely ruined this silver leaf needle." The man was not annoyed, and said with a gentle smile.

"Xia Jingchen, whose name is Qingchi, dare to ask your brother's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Lin, Shan's name is Ping, and his surname is Yiran," he replied, "The family business involves tea, so I have a little research on tea."

As soon as Lin Ping finished speaking, people around him began to discuss.

"It looks so familiar, so it's the young master of the Lin family."

"This Lin family is amazing. In terms of tea ceremony, who in Fenglin dares to compare with them?"

"No wonder he is so skillful with this silver leaf needle."

Jing Chen was not surprised when he heard the discussions around him.

To put it bluntly, this teahouse is a gathering place for literati, even Moyuan has many Confucian merchants, but Moyuan strictly forbids merchants to take the imperial examination, but Fenglin does not have this rule.

In Fenglin, businessmen enjoy the same rights, they can take the imperial examination, they can be officials, and even their taxes are equal to the taxes on crops, and will not be much higher.

Although he has never heard of the Lin family, since this person is a scholar, it is not surprising that he appears here.

The family runs a tea business and is well versed in tea ceremony. The tea in the tea house is not ordinary. It is not strange to come here to drink a cup of tea occasionally.

Jing Chen probably learned that the Lin family occupies a considerable position in business, but although the Lin family is rich, they treat people kindly, even the servants of the mansion never bully others, the whole family is kind.

Jing Chen started talking with Lin Ping.

They are all literati, and the content of the discussion is naturally inseparable from poems and songs, as well as the tea ceremony that Lin Ping is good at. Jing Chen even played tricks and borrowed them to secretly inquire about Fenglin's situation.

In the evening, when Jing Chen came out of the teahouse, there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Bai Mu followed him without saying a word. When Jing Chen walked around the corner, a man dressed as a servant walked up to him: "Young Master Jing, please stay."

Jing Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I never had old friends in Fenglin." Jing Chen said.

"My master said that the son's warm jade was left at the master's side back then, so he asked him to come and get together." The servant said politely but not humblely.

Jade?

Jun Shaoqian?

Jing Chen thought of the owner of this person in an instant, so he opened his folding fan and said, "Go back to your master, I said at the beginning that I don't want to find someone, but someone wants to come to the door with a jade pendant. Don't think that my son will go back on his word."

The boy seemed a little surprised, but he still nodded.

Then he said: "But please tell me where you are staying, my master, so that my master can visit."

This time, Jing Chen generously told her where he lived.

"Wait a minute." When the boy was about to leave, Jing Chen stopped him, "Remember to tell your master that you come to my house as a guest, but you have to bring good wine, otherwise I won't entertain you."

The boy nodded and said yes, Jing Chen was relieved to let him leave.

However, Jun Shaoqian did not appear in the next few days. Zhuyue Zhuqing was quick to fix the house, and the guest room was still under renovation, but it would not be a problem for several people to live in, so Jing Chen went He left the restaurant and moved into his new home.

It is easy to do business in Fenglin, but it is not easy to do business well. His second brother has created a huge business network in Fenglin, and he wants to break through his second brother's achievements. I'm afraid he still has to work on it.

After moving, Jing Chen became busy. He came here for business, not for fun. He spent almost a few days visiting the entire Luofeng City. Yue Zhuqing, while he took Bai Mu to another place.

This is a trading market.

A slave market.

Whether they were demoted to official slaves, trafficked, or captured, they were all here.

From children of a few years old to seniors in their decades.

But generally not many people go back to buy old people, because the old people can't do the work, most of the old people enter this "market", and most of them starve to death before being sold.

It was the first time Jingchen came to this kind of place.

But there is no trace of timidity.

In fact, he used to be ignorant of worldly affairs and sufferings in the world. He entered the palace at the age of 15. Before he entered the palace, he was protected by Jing's family. It was during the few years he entered the palace that he watched a lot in the palace and helped Ren Zexuan do things. Time to see more.

"Bai Mu, I need you to do me a favor." Jing Chen walked on the dirty road and whispered to Bai Mu.

"You are my employer." Bai Mu said, "If your request is too much, I will ask for a salary increase."

Jing Chen chuckled: "Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."

"It's not bad for you to eat something, but you're not being honest." At this moment, Jing Chen suddenly heard a curse, maybe it was close, and the voice came to Jing Chen's ears very clearly middle.

Such sudden cursing is very common in the slave market, and the people around are used to it, only Jing Chen looked over because of the cursing and the old man's groaning/groaning.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but stop in place.

this person...

Jing Chen frowned and walked over.

"Master, what kind do you want to see?" The shopkeeper looked at Jing Chen obsequiously as if recommending something, and put the whip in his hand aside. He probably looked at Jing Chen's extremely rich clothes, Time should not be neglected. "Do you want a male slave or a female slave? Any age group, the younger ones can be found for you."

In this slave place, each "shop" is independent and interdependent. If the customer's requirements cannot be met by himself, he will recommend another shop. If the final transaction is successful, he can get [-]% of the fee.

"You know what I'm looking for," Jing Chen said to Bai Mu, "Just take him back later, remember, it doesn't take much, I want it."

Bai Mu nodded, turned and left.

Jing Chen, on the other hand, stayed in front of this shop, opened his folding fan, and acted like a romantic boy: "I just came here to settle down, and I am looking for some servants to go back to watch the house and sweep the courtyard for my grandfather, so you can choose a few for me." A person who can work, has quick hands and feet, and his appearance shouldn't be too bad, otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing for someone to come to my grandfather's house and see how ugly this servant looks?"

"Yes, yes, wait a moment, honored guest. The younger ones will be carefully selected for you. You sit down first and have a sip of tea." The waiter knew the business was coming as soon as he heard it, so he greeted Jingchen to sit down and served the best one. Tea, and hurriedly asked a few neighbors to pick out "goods" for Jing Chen.

Even if Jing Chen can't pick out his family's in the end and sells to other people's, he can still get a commission, and the service is done, and the tips are probably quite a lot.

But Jing Chen walked up to the old man when the shop waiter was looking for someone to discuss.

In fact, he is not considered old, he does not even have gray hair, but he has been reduced to this kind of place, his clothes are worn out, his hair is messy, and he eats less, making him look like an old man in his sixties. torment.

Jing Chen slowly squatted down, looked at the people in the cage, and called softly, "Lord Li."

Hearing this address, the man trembled.