Prince of the Tang Dynasty: Signing in began with harming Li Shimin

Chapter 95 Royal Tea House

Su Jing was too lazy to teach the servants how to fry tea, so he casually ordered a bowl of tea soup and special pastries, and teased the young lady with great interest.

It didn't take long.

The servant held a tray and put a large bowl of tea soup and poor-looking pastries in front of him.

Looking at the tea soup, which was the size of a sea bowl, Su Jing curled his lips in disgust.

Picking up a piece of pastry and taking a bite, I no longer have the desire to continue tasting.

"Brother, are the pastries delicious?"

The young lady raised her little head, licked her thin lips and asked expectantly.

Su Jing shook his head firmly, and said contemptuously: "It's not delicious.

Go home and let Sister Lingbin make it for you. "

"Brother, mother said that food should not be wasted.

If you don't want to eat, can you give it to the young lady? "

The young lady leaned on Su Jing shyly, muttering softly.

Su Jing smiled silently when he heard the words.

He picked up the small dish and stuffed it into the young mother's arms, rubbing her little head vigorously.

"Eat, snack food!"

"Hehehe~

The young lady is not a snack. "

The young lady smiled sweetly, grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

To Su Jing, the tasteless food seems to be the supreme delicacy in her eyes.

Perhaps only those who have been hungry can have such a profound understanding.

After setting up the little guy, Su Jing turned his head and watched the program on the high platform with great interest.

After a while, however, he lost interest altogether.

The restaurants and teahouses at this time were too ordinary.

Storytellers are all old men with gray hair.

The stories told are the same everywhere:

Scholars and female ghosts, monks and nuns, poor scholars and rich ladies, candidates who are rushing out of exams and brothel courtesans...

He had seen such vulgar plots on a certain Lu in his previous life, and they were all illogical and brainless dreams.

Fortunately, the people at this moment have not been influenced by high-quality goods, and there are still a few people throwing out some rewards from time to time.

The storyteller was also quite happy to see it.

Like a Hong Kong ghost movie in the 80s, he abruptly expressed the aura of Star Wars.

Seeing this, Su Jing smiled slightly, and already guessed the reason for the poor business of the tea house.

If he expected not bad.

Apart from the fact that the stories are old and the food is monotonous, it is because of him.

After all, the common people will feel a little jealous in the hearts of the people who are targeted by the evil Lord.

"Young master, why are you here?"

A gust of fragrant wind hits the nostrils.

Su Jing sniffed unscrupulously, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Zhao Ya's snow-white creamy body.

"Xiaoya.

On weekdays, I still have to wear a few more clothes, but I will suffer from the cold. "

Su Jing stared at the fullness of Zhao Ya's chest, and remonstrated solemnly.

Zhao Ya nodded slightly, and responded softly: "Xiaoya wrote it down.

If the young master doesn't like it, Xiaoya can change it in the future. "

"Hehe~"

Su Jing rubbed his hands and chuckled twice, then said with a smirk: "There is no need to change everything.

There is a heated kang at home, so you don’t have to worry about wearing less. "

Zhao Ya was startled when she heard the words, and a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks.

"If the young master likes it, Xiaoya will give it to the young master tonight..."

"Stop!

Stop!

Your son is a gentleman, so why would you come to sleep at night. "

Su Jing waved his hand to stop him with a righteous face.

Zhao Ya was taken aback for a moment, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes and said softly: "My lord...

Xiaoya is in charge of guarding the tea house, and she can only go home after dark every day.

Xiaoya wanted to wear something thinner when she met the young master tonight, not because she wanted to sleep in bed. "

"Hahaha~"

Su Jing scratched his head in embarrassment, coughed lightly and waved his hands and said, "Sit down and talk.

I came here today to explain something to you. "

"promise!"

Zhao Yafu saluted, and sat gracefully on the chair sideways.

Nowadays, chairs are used in all Su family industries instead of stools.

It just needs a suitable opportunity to promote alternative sitting postures on a large scale.

"Your Majesty wants me to hold an auction as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, I decided to hold it in Huiren Tea House.

But in this way, Huiren Tea House needs to do some reconstruction.

In the past few days, you and the buddies in the tea house should go to the Zhuangzi to rest for a few days. "

"Son..."

Zhao Ya frowned, looking quite hesitant.

"Say what you have to say.

We are all a family, so there is no need to be so polite. "

Su Jing waved his hand generously.

Zhao Ya nodded movedly, and said softly: "My lord.

The guy has his own residence, so he doesn't need to spend money.

But if the tea house is closed, the storyteller will lose his income.

If it's only three or five days, it's fine, just bear with it and it will pass.

But if it doesn't open for ten days and a half months, I'm afraid...

I'm afraid some people won't be able to make it through. "

"Ok?"

Su Jing was slightly taken aback, shook his head and said: "I was negligent.

You just tell all the storytellers in the city.

As long as he is under my master for one day, I will guarantee that he will have no worries about food and clothing.

Even if the teahouse closes for some reason, I will still pay him a full salary every day.

Moreover, this young master will provide Huiren Tea House with novel scripts to ensure that the reputation of Huiren Tea House will only grow.

But since my son provided the script, they had to sign a confidentiality agreement.

If someone leaves Huiren Tea House, they must not use this son's words for profit without authorization.

Otherwise, each person needs to give me a thousand copper coins. "

"All the storytellers in the city?

Young Master, Huiren Tea House can't accommodate it? "

Zhao Ya hurriedly reminded.

Su Jing smiled lightly, raised the corners of his mouth and said, "If Huiren Teahouse can't accommodate it, it will open a branch.

If Chang'an City can't accommodate it, go to Guanzhong.

If Guanzhong can't tolerate it, then go to Datang to separate ways.

This son is to do business in the world.

Wherever there are common people in my Tang Dynasty, there are my teahouses making a living. "

Seeing the confident brilliance in Su Jing's eyes, Zhao Ya felt dizzy for a while.

The heart that had been silent for a long time also had a slight ripple at this moment.

"Xiaoya!

Xiaoya!

What are you thinking? "

Zhao Yachun's heart fluttered.

Su Jing's eyes were full of surprise.

"If you're tired, go home and rest.

Leave it to others to deal with it for half a day. "

"Thank you, my lord.

Xiaoya just thought of some trivial things, not tired. "

Zhao Ya's voice was like a mosquito, and she explained in a low voice.

Hearing this, Su Jing stared at her, nodded and said, "Forget it.

If you don't want to rest, I will not force you.

However, the name of Huiren Tea House needs to be changed after the closure. Don’t forget to tell the storytellers when you summon them. "

"Change name?"

Zhao Ya asked suspiciously: "Young master, do you want to replace it with Su's Tea House?"

"of course not."

Su Jing smiled slightly, and proudly said: "Royal Tea House!

This is the decree that this young master specifically asked for from the empress.

With such a domineering name, I want to see who else dares to compete with me for business in the future.

Even when they went to the various state capitals, the local officials definitely did not dare to bully him. "

"My lord, the plaque of the Royal Tea House is not cheap."

Zhao Ya covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Su Jing felt distressed for a while, and his complacent expression changed.

Rubbing his chest and spreading out his left hand, he said bitterly, "Fifty percent!

The empress actually wanted [-]% of my son!

The land deed, manpower, and story books were all provided by my son, but my empress took [-]% of it for nothing! "

"My son.

If there is no concubine's consent, a lot of state capitals will be divided. "

Zhao Ya comforted her with a funny face.

Su Jing's weakness of being greedy for money is now well known in the family.

Everyone didn't understand why a scholar with such outstanding literary talents would be confused with Tongqi?

"Ugh!

Let's not mention this matter.

I'm going back first, so you should close the door earlier. "

Su Jing sighed, grabbed the young lady by the collar and lifted her up in the air.

Seeing the little guy struggling with all his teeth and claws, he scolded loudly: "Don't drink the tea soup!

The food here is not clean! "

"Oh!

The young girl knows. "

The young lady stopped struggling immediately, and let Su Jing carry her to the door.

Zhao Ya looked at the backs of the two with a face full of surprise, and muttered softly: "My lord, the teahouse is yours!"