The dispute between one person and another lasted for a long time, and finally ended with Jiang Huaixu's complete victory - no points needed, free travel in heaven.
Fu Tuan angrily huddled in a corner, facing the wall. "I want to eat at Wangyue Tower again tomorrow, and I want the most expensive food!"
【Eat as much as you can, I have money.】
On the second day, Jiang Huaixu took Li Qiaoer to visit teahouses and taverns of all sizes near Mingyue Bay and found that the business went unexpectedly smoothly. Although there were some shops that did not buy, there were also quite a few that did, and they did not bargain much. Both of them felt strange, but finally got the answer in a teahouse.
"I've heard that Wangyue Tower has bought your five-spice powder. We didn't buy it because it was too expensive and the quantity was too small. Now that we have the opportunity, we naturally can't miss it. I heard that you guys in Beichuan County have also made a powder called chili pepper. I wonder if you sell that?"
"You know all this? We don't sell chili powder for the time being. We'll probably have to wait until next year." Jiang Huaixu was surprised.
The owner of the teahouse was a rather large man with a naturally smiling face, which was adorable, like the Maitreya Buddha. "Isn't this a coincidence? I have relatives in Beichuan County. They tried your iron plate tofu and liked it so much that they wrote to me and even mailed some. My family also enjoyed it very much."
Jiang Huaixu smiled and said, "Since the boss likes it, and I happened to have brought some this time, why not give you a pound for free, and consider it a friendship?"
"That's great!" The teahouse owner smiled until his eyes were reduced to slits. "I wonder if you brought any chili powder, young lady? I'll buy some. If it tastes good, I'll be the first to buy it if you sell it later!"
"I actually have a small bag here. No need to buy it. I'll give it to you."
After agreeing on the quantity of five-spice powder to be purchased and signing the receipt, the two walked out of the teahouse. Jiang Huaixu also wrote down the amount in his own little notebook.
Li Qiao'er was a little puzzled. "Ah Xu, the teahouse owner should know the price of our five-spice powder. Why is he so straightforward? Couldn't he have just asked a relative to buy it and send it to us?"
"It's not that easy," Jiang Huaixu explained. "It's 1,500 miles from Beichuan County to Jiangnan by land. Transporting by manpower is not only expensive but also time-consuming. Going by water takes less time but carries greater risks and is also quite expensive. While it can save some money, it's not worth it. If we can transport it all, they'll save time and effort and only have to pay a little more. What's wrong with that?"
Li Qiaoer nodded thoughtfully.
Three days passed, and Li Qiaoer was asked to try to communicate with others on the last two days, with Jiang Huaixu supplementing her from the side, and she made quite fast progress.
When passing by Wangyue Tower again, Jiang Huaixu stopped and said, "Brother, I'm going to Wangyue Tower again. You wait for me at the door with Futuan."
"good."
Li Qiaoer watched Jiang Huaixu disappear in Wangyue Tower, squatted down and picked up Futuan.
While stroking his fur, he muttered to himself, "I don't know what the matter is—that person looks like a bad guy, is he Fu Tuan?"
Futuan felt very comfortable being touched and meowed in response.
Jiang Huaixu walked into Wangyue Tower with ease, found a maid and asked her a few questions. The maid had obviously been instructed and took Jiang Huaixu straight to the third floor.
Behind the two of them, a screen separated the private room from the others to create an area for watching music and dancing. A group of people sat in the middle, facing the stairs.
One of the women saw this scene and her delicately painted brows knitted slightly. She took a sip of tea and wiped her crimson lips with a handkerchief. "Wangyue Tower is getting worse every year. All kinds of cats and dogs can come in. Yinxue, I haven't seen your Third Uncle in a long time. Is he no longer in charge of Wangyue Tower's business?"
Jiang Yinxue smiled faintly at her and said, "I don't know what Third Uncle is like. He's just a merchant now, and his face is so damaged. It's only thanks to the emperor's grace that he's become a powerless marquis. It's best for him to stay out of the public eye to avoid being talked about."
Seeing Jiang Yinxue's displeasure, Qu Maner smiled and said, "Indeed, it's a pity that such a handsome and unrestrained person like him has fallen into such a state now."
Another woman in a pale yellow skirt and white cape quickly said, "We sisters finally get together, why bring up such unpleasant things?"
She then asked Jiang Yinxue, "Yinxue, is your birthday coming up soon? What are your plans?"
Jiang Yinxue's expression softened a bit. "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I do."
On the third floor, Jiang Huaixu sat and waited for a long time, but no one came.
She was worried about Li Qiao'er downstairs, and remembered what she had promised Fu Tuan yesterday, so she had to call the maid over to give her some instructions. After seeing the maid leave, she continued to wait patiently.
After a long time, there was a noise at the door. Jiang Huaixu turned his head and stood up suddenly. "Who are you? Where is Manager Yan?"
The man was tall and dressed in a gilded purple robe, with three or four jade pendants hanging from each side of his waist. The jade pendants jingled with every step he took. His long hair was not tied up, but draped behind him. He wore a black mask on his face, making it difficult to see his features clearly. It made him look out of place.
He seemed not to hear what Jiang Huaixu said. He walked slowly to the main seat and sat down, then... stared at Jiang Huaixu.
Is there anyone with a normal mind in this Moon Watching Tower?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Jiang Huaixu didn't say anything either, and stared back at him with his eyes wide open.
After a while, the man blinked and asked, "Your name is Jiang Huaixu?"
Jiang Huaixu's eyebrows twitched slightly. This voice was even more unpleasant than the one she used when she first learned to speak.
The exposed skin on his face was covered in pits and dents, like burns. The smoke must have damaged his vocal cords.
"Yes. Who are you?"
The man brushed off his clothes and said nonchalantly, "The owner of Wangyue Tower is Chen Su."
Jiang Huaixu was silent for a while. She had only heard in the past two days that the owner of Wangyue Tower was a very mysterious person. Now this mysterious person was sitting in front of her?
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