Chapter 43 Mr. Xiaoge’s Thoughts
“Mr. Xiaoge, look, this is the Yiran candy that I waited in line for two days to buy for you with great difficulty. This is the secret of Master Zhang, His Majesty the Emperor. Everyone talks about Yirantang. "Try it."
A self-proclaimed villain who wants to take the old path of Xiaoge and become an Imperial College student said flatteringly in front of Yan Shifan.
Yan Shifan was lying comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, surrounded by several fat and thin ladies who carefully squeezed his shoulders and beat his legs. He looked very uncomfortable.
Yan Shifan snorted, "It's just a jar of candy. If it were really Zhang Zhenren's secret biography, how could it be sold in such a ostentatious manner in the busy market? But the emperor has tasted it and it is real. Bring it up."
Yan Shifan was belittling, but he also wanted to taste the Yiran candy that the emperor had tasted, and see if it could compare with his special snowflake candy.
The flattering supervisor raised the Yiran candy in his hands and gave it to the maid of the Yan Mansion who was standing beside him. The maid carefully presented the Yiran candy to Yan Shifan.
Yan Shifan stretched out his chubby little hand and took the small and exquisite bottle of Yiran candy from the maid's hand. Looking at the exquisite packaging of Yiran candy, he commented: "It's so fancy."
Then Yan Shifan pulled out the cork of Yiran Candy, looked at the snow-white sugar granules inside, and commented: "There is something."
The maid on the side promptly handed over a small Yan Shifan pinched the silver spoon and took out some sugar from the sugar bowl. Then he tasted it, and his eyes instantly lit up. This sugar was a bit sweeter than the sugar he had eaten before.
At this time, Yan Shifan couldn't help but praise: "Not bad, he has some skills."
After hearing Yan Shifan's compliment, the flattering supervisor was also very happy. He spent nearly fifteen taels of silver on this bottle of Yiran candy. Just bought it.
Yi Ran Tang now supplies between 100 and 200 bottles every day. In order to buy this candy, many people queue up at the door of Yi Ran Tang all night long, waiting for the store to open.
So in this hot situation, the only way to buy Yiran candy is to sell it at a higher price.
Thus, with constant price increases, a bottle of Yiran candy now sells for a sky-high price of fifteen taels of silver.
So much so that the saying "one tael of Yiran and one tael of gold" has begun to spread in the market.
This statement may sound exaggerated, but it is also true.
So not only Zhu Zaijing is happy these days, but even Meng Chong is so happy that he grins. He never expected that his prince would be so powerful and actually sold Yiran Candy for a sky-high price!
Yan Shifan asked: "Speaking of which, what are your thoughts?"
Yan Shifan dug out another spoonful of Yiran candy and put it in his mouth to taste. A fat man like him was tempted by sweets. It can't be refused. So after tasting the sweetness of Yirantang, he couldn't stop and couldn't help but eat it bite by bite.
When the supervisor heard Yan Shifan's words, he was also elated. He rubbed his little hands excitedly and said, "The student wants to serve as a county magistrate to benefit the people."
Yan Shifan suddenly laughed, "You are a supervisor You still want to be a county magistrate? Do you know how popular the official vacancy is now? Those Jinshi who are sitting on the bench don't know how crazy they are to want to be appointed as a county magistrate."
The supervisor said: "The students also know that they cannot compare with the proud men of the Hanlin Academy, but the sincerity of the students towards Mr. Xiaoge is something that those Hanlin Jinshis never have." Yan Shifan said unconcernedly : "How much is a sincere heart worth? The people waiting to see me outside the door range from one thousand to eight hundred. If you say you are sincere, are they not sincere?"
The supervisor wiped the sweat from his forehead in embarrassment, and quickly took out a thick stack of banknotes and land deeds from his sleeve and said: "Student Meng Lang, Mr. Xiaoge, please calm down. This is a little bit of the student's kindness. I hope Mr. Xiaoge Don’t dislike it.”
After Yan Shifan saw the thick stack of banknotes and land deeds he held up, he didn't let anyone take them away immediately.
Yan Shifan said: "I am not an unreasonable person. The reason you give me your money is not to honor me, but to pave the way for your own affairs. As for how far and how far this road can be paved, Okay. It depends on how courageous you are, so I can’t accept the money.”
The supervisor became anxious when he heard this, “Xiaoge Lao Mo wants to abandon the students. The students are really sincere. "
Yan Shifan pressed his hands and said: "What's the hurry? I haven't finished yet? If you don't have the patience and calmness to be an official, how can you manage the people for the court in the future?"
The supervisor wiped away the sweat again and quickly replied: "What Xiaoge always teaches is that students are ignorant."
Yan Shifan took another spoonful of sugar and put it in his mouth. He suddenly felt a sweetness in his heart, and he was naturally in a good mood.
Yan Shifan reminded: "There is an antique shop next to my house. What kind of antique do you think you deserve? Just buy one and send it to me for review."
After hearing what Yan Shifan said, the supervisor seemed to understand something instantly. He kowtowed quickly and said, "Student, please thank Mr. Xiaoge for your guidance."
Yan Shifan waved his hand, "Go ahead, don't stay here. It's a waste of time."
The supervisor said again: "Yes, yes, student, go now."
After Yan Shifan sent away the supervisor, he looked at the Yiran candy in his hand. The small bottle of Yiran candy was almost empty.
Yan Shifan said to the house slave beside him: "Go find the shopkeeper of Yiran Candy. I want to meet him so that he can come to my house to deliver candies in person."
After saying this, Yan Shifan couldn't help but complain: "The taste of this sugar is much better than the taste of pickles. The old man doesn't know what he thinks, but he actually likes to eat Liuxinju pickles."< br>
The Liuxinju mentioned by Yan Shifan is the famous Liubiju in later generations, and it is also one of Yan Song's few hobbies. When he has nothing to do, Yan Song likes to take a bite of Liuxinju’s pickles. The boss of Liuxinju would come to Yan Song’s door at a fixed time every month and bring several jars of good pickles for Yan Song to eat.
But every time the boss of Liuxinju asked Yan Song to help him inscribe the name of the store, Yan Song always refused. This also made Yan Shifan unable to understand what the old man was thinking?
Since he likes me so much, and he has given me gifts for so many years, what can I do if I just give him a few words?
Maybe it’s a good story.
It’s a pity that Yan Song just doesn’t want to.
This time Yan Shifan also tasted the good things he liked. He felt that he would be more generous than his father. As long as the shopkeeper of Yirantang is willing to go ahead with it this time, he would give it to Yiran without hesitation. Write a word on Tang, making it the property of the Yan family, and it has been protected by the Yan family ever since.
After hearing Yan Shifan's instructions, the house slave on the side immediately replied: "Yes, I will do it now."
(End of this chapter)