After sending the parrot out, Mu Yunyao went back to the room, thinking about what was written on King Yue's letter. She is not just busy with Niyunfang these days, Buxianlou also pays a lot of attention. It’s just a tea house, and a show house is completely different in itself. It adapts to the methods of Niyunfang and cannot be copied.
Do not envy upstairs. The surname of the shopkeeper in charge of the Buxian Tower in Kyoto is Yue, and he is the confidant of King Yue. He used to be familiar with the things in the Buxian Tower with Steward Qin. Before coming to Kyoto, he was told to be very respectful to the young lady. She treats her like a master. Therefore, when I heard that Mu Yunyao was leaving the house, I quickly
Come to Niyunfang to see you.
"I have seen Miss Mu."
"Treasurer Yue doesn't need to be polite, Jin Lan serves tea."
"You're welcome, Miss Mu. I'm here this time because I actually have something I want to ask Miss."
Mu Yunyao nodded slightly: "But in order not to envy the opening of the building?" "Yes, I heard that Miss Mu was preparing the opening regulations of the Niyunfang, and now that it was ready, I thought of coming to ask what I should do if I did not envy the building. ?" Manager Yue was a little embarrassed to say it, but he thought that Manager Qin said that if there is something unsure, he can come and ask Miss Mu for advice.
If you don't come to ask, you will feel uneasy in your heart. Mu Yunyao smiled: "Actually, I have long thought about the opening of Buxian Building, Buxian Building is a tea house, and Yiying is different from Niyunfang. Niyunfang is faced with ladies and ladies. The picture is lively, but Buxianlou is faced with mostly male customers, and the picture is elegant, both of which are open
Nature is also different. "
When Mr. Yue heard this, his heart suddenly lit up: "It's true." Mu Yunyao continued: "Niyunfang can be publicized, because no matter how famous it is, it's just a show, and it's all women. If you don't want to be envious of a building, it's enough to have a stable business, and a stable and stable one is the best policy right now. Therefore, you don't need to think too much.
He Rang was a little more lively when it opened, and it was not bad for it to be indifferent. "
"But in this way, will it not be easy to open the scene?"
"An elder once said to me, slowly and slowly, that moisturizing things without a sound can last for a long time. If shopkeeper Yue has the heart, he might as well learn from Jingling City and set up some tea stalls on the wharf, city gate, and on both sides of the road. Providing people with some tea can also be regarded as accumulating some good names.”
Shopkeeper Yue quickly took it in his mind: "Yes, it should be like this. I will follow the way the lady told Shopkeeper Qin before, and pay extra attention when setting up the tea stall, so as not to affect other people's business." Mu Yunyao nodded: " This is naturally the best. In addition, guests should also pay more attention. After all, Kyoto is no better than other places. There are more noble people here, and there are many right and wrong. limit, not greedy
More, let the tea-sitting staff in Buxianlou be more careful, talk less if they can, and just brew the tea in their hands. "
The purpose of establishing Buxianlou is to help King Yue to restrain the news, but there are people in the capital, and it is easy to reveal the purpose if it is not good. In the first few months or even half a year, Buxianlou should try to keep a low profile. Having a firm foothold in Kyoto is the most important thing.
Shopkeeper Yue froze in his heart, and hurriedly saluted Mu Yunyao: "Thank you, Miss, for your suggestion."
"Everything else is as usual. In addition, the accounts should be recorded more clearly. It will be New Year's Day in more than two months. It is inevitable to cook porridge during Laba and New Year's, so you need to spend more money. These things Don't worry, we will organize it slowly in the future."
"Yes, after hearing what Miss said, I have a bottom line in my heart, so I'll go back and make arrangements."
Mu Yunyao nodded: "Jin Lan, send Manager Yue out."
After sending away shopkeeper Yue, Mu Yunyao couldn't help thinking of Qi Ming. At this time, Qi Ming should go to join the first prince, King Ling...
It was night, in King Ling's mansion, the doctor carefully put away the silver needle, and reported to the steward: "Master steward, I'm out of danger for the time being, I have to take care of him carefully, feed him medicine on time, and he should be able to wake up in the middle of the night. come over."
"Okay, there is this doctor, Lao."
After seeing the doctor away, the steward returned to the study in the front yard and looked at King Ling who was reading a book behind the desk: "My lord, that person is indeed the same person who killed the salt merchant in Yangzhou before."
King Ling put down the book in his hand, and his eyebrows could not help wrinkling: "Qi Ming, I have been looking for him for so long, but I didn't expect to take the initiative to send it to the door, but have you found out who is chasing him?"
"The person caught has committed suicide, and no useful clues have been found. However, some shredded notes were found on Qi Ming's body. It seems that they have not been burnt clean. Please take a look at it."
King Ling took a few pieces of shredded paper, and after seeing the writing on it, he sat up straight, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "This writing... It's Ning Junjin..."
"But there are other things?"
"No more."
King Ling pondered for a moment, and suddenly revealed a smile: "Let people take good care of Qi Ming, don't let him die, and others will keep an eye on King Jin to see if he has done anything recently, Qi Ming wakes up. Come, come and report to this king."
"Yes, my lord."
In the second half of the night, Qi Ming woke up in a daze. Not long after waking up, he heard footsteps coming from the door, and then King Ling walked in.
Qi Ming was shocked: "嚚... 崚..."
"It seems that you know this king, which is a bit strange. Are you not a businessman, how can you know this king?"
Qi Ming looked around and saw the unfamiliar arrangement, his eyes flashed with despair: "His Royal Highness King Ling sent someone to arrest me, presumably to kill me to vent his anger. In that case, please do it."
"If I really want to kill you to vent my anger, will I ask the doctor to treat your wounds?"
Qi Ming moved and wanted to get up, but he lay back on the bed because of the pain: "You sent someone to hunt me down first, and then someone rescued me. Why is this? Do you want to use this kindness to win me over?"
King Ling frowned: "I didn't send someone to hunt you down, but let someone kill the assassin who was chasing you, saving your life. As for who is really going to kill you, you don't have anything in your heart. Guess?"
"Isn't it you?" Qi Ming frowned, and after thinking for a while, his face suddenly changed, "Could it be... this is impossible!"
When King Ling saw this, a smile flashed in his eyes: "You should have guessed that it is your master King Jin who is going to kill you!"
"This is impossible... I have made great contributions to my master..." Qi Ming gritted his teeth and cried out in anger, because he was too excited, the wound on his chest could not stop bleeding, "His Royal Highness King Ling... You are trapping me. if?"
"It seems that you should have guessed in your heart. Otherwise, you wouldn't have such a big reaction because of my words."
Qi Ming was silent, closed his eyes and stopped looking at King Ling. No matter what he said, he did not respond at all.
King Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head and told the steward beside him: "Take care of Mr. Qi well, please ask the best doctor, use the best medicine, and let Mr. Qi recover as soon as possible." "Yes."