"Master, the wine, the wine, the wine is sold out!"

Fu Xiaoguan's gaze remained fixed on the Pure Yang Heart Sutra, and he said calmly, "Xiu'er... I'm hungry."

"Oh, I'll get it right away... Who is this?"

"Don't worry about him. From now on, cook for one more person and clean up the room on the second floor later."

"oh."

Chunxiu walked towards the kitchen, thinking that the young master was really a capable person.

The young master remained unfazed by the launch of his own Yu Fu Ji's new product. Eighteen Li Alleys was packed with people eager to buy some of his liquor. Such good business would have made anyone else ecstatic, but the young master remained unfazed. In just half a day, Yu Fu Ji's stock of hundreds of kilograms of liquor was gone, and at an appallingly high price. How much money did they make from this? Yet, the young master remained unfazed.

Everything seemed to be under the control of the young master. Although the young master did not go, he already knew the result.

I was worried before that the young master was afraid of losing face, but I must never think like that in the future.

Not long after, the doorman brought in a man. Fu Xiaoguan didn't know him and didn't pay much attention to him. However, the man left an invitation saying that Qi Yuanming, the young master of Qi's Liquor Shop, wanted to invite him to dinner. If it weren't for the book, Fu Xiaoguan would have gone. After all, in business, it never hurts to get to know more people. Besides, he knew that Qi's Liquor Shop was just opposite Yu Fu Ji, so he could understand what the other party meant.

Cooperation is impossible, but the shop opposite is good and he is interested in buying it, but he is not free now.

"I appreciate Master Qi's kindness, but I really don't have time. Please tell him when you get back. I'll go find him after I'm done with my work these days."

Just as he waved his hand to send the man away, Officer Fu came in hurriedly with a group of people.

"Why……"

Fu Xiaoguan put the book in his arms and said before Fu Daguan could speak, "Dad, I know everything. I have a few things to do right now. I'm probably a little busy, so you'll have to arrange for someone to take care of them."

"Son, tell me!"

Official Fu had a big smile on his face, not because Yu Fu Ji made a lot of money, but because his son made him proud.

When the news spread that Eighteen Alleys was packed with people just to buy a bottle of Yu Fu Ji's wine, all the important people in Linjiang City came, including the four major cloth merchants and the three major grain merchants.

Of course, these were people of status. They did not squeeze in, but went to the teahouse diagonally opposite Yu Fu Ji. Sitting on the second floor, they could see everything happening in front of Yu Fu Ji.

When Fu Daguan heard the news, he also ran up. His purpose was not to drink tea, but to hear how these guys praised his son.

"Young Master Fu is a genius!"

"The Fu family is a good teacher!"

"There has never been such a crazy scene in Linjiang!"

"Come on, everyone, try it. I grabbed a bottle..."

"It's really a good wine, especially this 42-proof Tianchun, which is indeed comparable to Tianxiang!"

"A tiger father will have a dog son. Young Master Fu is ranked fourth among the most talented men in Linjiang for his literary talent. His business skills are far superior to yours and mine!"

“…”

Mr. Fu didn't drink any wine but seemed a little tipsy. He clasped his fists and bowed with a bright look on his face, saying that these were just some small tricks and would not be appreciated by everyone.

In short, this was the first time in all the years that Mr. Fu had been in Linjiang that he felt open-minded and proud!

"First, send someone to the West Mountain Villa to supervise the construction of a new winery and recruit winemakers and laborers."

"Secondly, 30% of the wine produced daily must be kept in sealed wine vats and stored in the dug cellar. No one is allowed to touch it!"

"Third... ask Shopkeeper Cai of Yufuji and Yuji Liulidian and Jiangji Porcelain Shop in Xifang to contact us about the utensils we'll need later. We need to reduce the price of these utensils by 20%."

"That's it for now... Dad, don't get involved. Just spend more time with Auntie."

Official Fu happily left with a group of people. The yard finally became quiet, and Chunxiu came out with two dishes and a soup.

"Time is a bit urgent, and the kitchen staff just came back at this time, so I just made something simple for you. I will ask them to make you something delicious in the evening."

In the evening...Fu Xiaoguan suddenly remembered that he had to go to Shanglinzhou in Prince Xian's mansion to attend a party tonight.

He frowned. This was the invitation his father brought him. It seemed a bit unreasonable not to go.

But the Pure Yang Heart Sutra in my arms isn’t even warm yet, and there are many things in it that require time to understand and digest... Damn it, going there is a waste of time!

Fu Xiaoguan thought for a moment and said, "Xiu'er, please prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Okay!"

Fu Xiaoguan made up his mind. He didn't know Prince Xian or the people in Prince Xian's mansion anyway. A high-ranking figure like the prince certainly didn't know him, so it didn't matter whether he went or not.

In order not to embarrass his father, he still had to show some respect for this, so he decided to write a poem and send Xiu'er to take it to the main meeting of Shanglinzhou in the evening to express his apology and his feelings.

Xiu'er ground the ink and wondered what the young master was going to write next.

What should I write?

Fu Xiaoguan was also very conflicted.

He picked up the pen and thought for a few breaths, then made up his mind to write a poem this time.

Drunk Tonight

Tonight's stars and tonight's wind, west of the painted building and east of the forest.

Although we don’t have the wings of a phoenix, our hearts are connected.

Warm summer wine is passed from seat to seat, and the candles are lit as we play shooting games.

Alas, I hear the drum and have to go to work, galloping to the Lanting Pavilion like a rolling tumbleweed.

Su Mo had his eyes closed to rest, but now he opened them and casually glanced at the paper. He pursed his lips because these were the ugliest words he had ever seen.

But just when his gaze was about to leave, it came back again.

Because of this poem!

He sat up straighter, leaned forward slightly, and then after reading the entire poem, his eyes fell on Fu Xiaoguan's face.

Chunxiu was very happy, thinking that the young master had a flash of inspiration again!

This poem is very good, especially the line "Though I lack the wings of a phoenix, yet our hearts are connected." However, who is this young master connected to?

Chunxiu was very curious, and since she had been spending some time with the young master recently, she knew that he was a very casual person, so she asked.

"Master, who are you so connected to?"

Fu Xiaoguan laughed, put down his pen, and thought about it. Who should he be able to communicate with in such a telepathic way?

Fan Duoer?

That definitely won't work.

Then it can only be... "Dong Shulan, the daughter of the Dong family!"

Chunxiu was immediately happy. The girl from the Dong family was so beautiful, well-educated, and good at business. She and the young master were a perfect match. They really had a tacit understanding.

"Please help me deliver this to Shanglinzhou later this evening. There's a party going on there, and I don't have time. When you get there, find out who's the host and tell him how sorry I am. I'll apologize again when I get a chance."