The breakfast, including the bowl of noodles, cost a total of twenty-seven cents.
Zhu Pingan paid the bill, patted his warm stomach, and left the breakfast shop. The shop assistant who was busy making sesame cakes outside the shop saw Zhu Pingan finish eating and walk out of the shop, and shouted to him, "Take care, sir. If you like it, come back tomorrow."
"That's possible." Zhu Ping'an replied with a smile and walked into the busy street.
"This customer's speech is a bit strange..." The shop assistant rubbed his forehead, feeling a little confused by Zhu Ping'an's colloquial language with a 21st century flavor.
After leaving the store, walk straight along the street in front of the store for more than ten minutes, turn left into the avenue, and pass two alleys to reach West Chang'an Street.
As soon as you enter West Chang'an Street, you can see the majestic Yan Mansion from afar, with its steep walls and vermilion gates... ...
Yes
Zhu Ping'an came to pay a visit to Yan Song today.
Whether it was the exhortation of the old lady of Linhuai Hou, the hint of his teacher Xu Jie, or the advice of Zhang Siwei and Wang Shizhen, a visit to Yan Song was inevitable.
Although he was confident that he could solve the current problem, Zhu Ping'an would not refuse if a visit could resolve the memorial issue.
There was a constant stream of traffic in front of Yan's mansion, and people came to submit letters and give gifts in an endless stream.
Zhu Ping'an arrived earlier and stood at the front of the line, carrying a bag of tea. He formed a sharp contrast with the people in front and behind him who were giving huge sums of money and gifts. He attracted many sidelong glances from people around him, but Zhu Ping'an remained calm and composed.
"Hi, is this your first time here?" A fat and big-eared official at the back pushed Zhu Ping'an's lower back with the fan in his hand and asked with a sense of superiority, baring his teeth.
Well
You come a lot.
But what is there to be proud of
Zhu Ping'an looked back and nodded slightly. Although it was not his first time to come to Yan's house, it should be his first time to pay a visit.
"Hey, you don't understand, do you? When you come to pay a visit to Lord Yan, you have to buy a fan first. A fan, do you understand?" The fat and big-eared official shook the fan in his fat paws and gave advice in a knowledgeable manner.
"Fan?" Zhu Pingan looked at the fan in the fat official's hand and was confused. What does paying a visit to Yan Song have to do with buying a fan? I haven't heard that Yan Song has a hobby of collecting fans
"Do you see the trick?" Looking at Zhu Ping'an's confused expression, the fat and big-eared official was happy with a sense of superiority. He opened his fan and waved it in front of Zhu Ping'an ostentatiously, as if he was showing off a medal.
Zhu Ping'an shook his head. He couldn't see any trick at all. It was just an ordinary fan. The ribs were not made of any precious wood, and the fan cover was just ordinary satin.
"You are really a young and inexperienced person. Look here, this stamp. Do you see it?" The fat-headed and big-eared official unfolded the fan, stretched out his chubby paw, and pointed at an inconspicuous small stamp in the lower right corner of the fan.
With the fat man's guidance, Zhu Ping'an discovered this small red stamp with four words "Henian Shu Zhai" on it. If you don't look carefully, it is easy to overlook this small stamp.
Seeing the words "He Nian Shu Zhai", Zhu Pingan couldn't help but think of the "Xi He Nian Tang" medicine shop in Caishikou. I wonder if there is any connection between the two? I always feel that there seems to be some connection.
"Come here..." The fat official with big ears and a fat head waved at Zhu Ping'an, motioning Zhu Ping'an to come closer.
The fat man was so mysterious that Zhu Ping'an became very curious, so he leaned over and listened to what the fat man said.
"Let me tell you, this fan is not an ordinary fan. It's the fan from the 'Henian Study' opened by Mr. Henian." The fat official with a fat head and big ears leaned close to Zhu Ping'an's ear and said exaggeratedly.
"'Henian Study'? What the hell is that?" Zhu Ping'an still didn't quite understand.
Rotten wood cannot be carved, and a wall of dung cannot be plastered.
"Do you really not understand or are you pretending not to understand? You have come to the Yan Mansion to pay a visit, but you don't even understand this?" The fat official rolled his eyes and looked at Zhu Ping'an with a look that was roughly the same.
"Please give me some advice, senior." Zhu Ping'an bowed humbly and asked for advice.
Zhu Ping'an's attitude greatly satisfied the fat man's vanity. After Zhu Ping'an asked for advice, the fat man immediately pointed out the secret like a teacher.
"Do you know who the chief steward of the Yan residence is? It's the owner of this 'Henian Study', Mr. Henian." When the fat official mentioned Mr. Henian, his fat face was full of respect. The fat official said the four words 'Mr. Henian' while bowing his body and cupping his hands.
Then, from the fat official's mouth, Zhu Ping'an pieced together an unspoken rule in front of the Yan Mansion.
The chief steward of the Yan residence was Yan Nian, whose courtesy name was "He Nian". He opened a small shop called "He Nian Shu Zhai" on this street, which was the end of West Chang'an Street. The shop was very inconspicuous, covering only about 20 to 30 meters. If there was no acquaintance to introduce it, it might be difficult to find the shop.
It doesn't occupy a large area and the interior decoration is simple.
However, this is a shop that makes a lot of money every day.
Buying a fan is the unspoken rule for visiting the Yan Mansion. That is to say, before you visit the Yan Mansion, you must first come to this shop to buy a fan, and then bring the fan to visit. People who bring fans to visit will be treated preferentially.
"How much is it?"
After listening to what the fat official said, Zhu Ping'an asked curiously.
"How much?" The fat man grinned and laughed sarcastically, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"priceless."
After laughing sarcastically, the fat official responded seriously.
"Priceless?" Zhu Ping'an was stunned. He really doubted his IQ. Why were there so many tricks in this
"Yes, it is priceless. It has no price. There is no price tag on each fan. The price is set by the buyer. You can pay whatever you think it is worth, and the clerk in the study will not care about you. However, after you pay, the clerk in the study will write the price after your name card and then hand it over to the Yan family." The fat man said with a beaming eyebrow.
Depend on!
With Henian Study doing this, who dares to pay less? If you pay less, can you enter Yan's house
The Yan family's chief steward is quite good at making money and has a sharp brain. He actually came up with such an idea.
"Do you know how much I paid for this fan?" The fat official shook the fan in his hand again and asked proudly.
"How much?" Zhu Pingan asked
"Guess what." The fat official kept the suspense.
Zhu Ping'an tentatively stretched out three fingers, looked at the fat official, thought for a moment, then stretched out the two curled fingers, and finally stretched out a hand.
"Okay, little brother, you are quite smart. You guessed it right away. Yes, I spent five hundred taels on this fan." The fat official patted Zhu Ping'an on the shoulder and said appreciatively.
Cough cough cough
Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but cough when he heard this, looking like he was constipated.
Damn it, who guessed it right away
I just guessed fifty taels, okay... ... If we talk about the actual price of this broken fan, one tael of silver can buy ten of them, okay? Five hundred taels of silver, that's a premium of five thousand times!