The Song Dynasty shocked the world by earning 100 million at the beginning

"I don't want to get married! It doesn't matter whose son he is! I, Zhao Xuanling, have to choose my own husband!" Zhao Xuanling said firmly.

"Presumptuous! Don't do whatever you want just because I love you! I have to make the decision in your marriage!" Zhao Ji said sternly.

"Hmph! I don't care! If you find someone I don't like to get married, you might as well reward me with a glass of poisonous wine!" Zhao Xuanling shouted.

"Ling'er, how can you be so willful!" Zhao Ji said, patting the table.

"I don't care! Just finish reading! I have completed the task and went back to sleep! Brother Huang, please go to bed early!" After Zhao Xuanling said that, he turned around and trotted away, and the rapid sound of the bell gradually faded away.

The True Dragon Emperor of the Song Dynasty was left alone.

After being stunned for a while, Zhao Ji murmured to himself: "This child! What bastard words are you talking about! When did I say that I would give her poisonous wine? If she is so willful, she really wants to let the young master of the Liu family enter the palace. Why not?" Is it against heaven? That’s all!”

Zhao Xuanling returned to her bedroom, slowly opened the bead curtain and lay on the bed, gradually falling into deep thought.

"Fortunately your dagger is not long, otherwise my finger might be broken!"

"Hold your words! It seems to be broken."

"Okay! Hold it back!"

"..."

Zhao Xuanling thought about stabbing Liu Yuanhui in the pavilion of Yichun Court that day, and her pink lips unconsciously curved into a crescent moon.

"Getting married? I don't want to get married!"

She said to herself as she played with her golden dagger.

……

"Ah, what a chirp!"

At the same time, Liu Zhai.

Liu Yuanhui sneezed loudly, and the droplets hit the butler and Bailey across the table.

"Who is thinking about me in the middle of the night!" After Liu Yuanhui said this, he looked at the two people opposite who were drooling and said, "Ah! Don't worry, I'm fine. You go on!"

The chief steward wiped the saliva from his face and said expressionlessly: "As I just said, today our Cuju court, excluding the share given to Yichun Yuan, received a net of three thousand taels of silver."

"On the tea side, regardless of cost, a total of more than 10,200 cups of various tea drinks were sold! More than 2,000 taels were recorded!" Bailey said while looking at the account book.

"The daily net income is roughly more than twice the eldest young master's daily income from running the tea house. If this continues, the second young master will definitely win this bet!" said the eldest steward.

"Where are you now? I didn't pay attention to the bet at all." Liu Yuanhui took a sip of tea and said to Bailey: "Tomorrow you go to the main roads in Bianliang and buy ten small shops. Rush to make twenty carts, and then mass-produce "Yuanhui Tea" according to my secret recipe, and then supply it in limited quantities every day, and supply more when there are more people rushing to buy the tea."

"Young master, you are trying to whet the appetite of the people and retreat in order to advance!" Bailey said.

"You've been with me for so long, you've learned a lot!" Yuan Hui said.

"The loss is still yours, young master!" Bailey whispered.

After hearing this, Yuan Hui plucked Bailey's ears: "Hey! How dare you whisper to me! Tell your master that I have a good ear!"

"Ouch! Ouch! I was wrong, young master!" Bailey begged for mercy.

"There is no treachery, no business, do you understand?" Yuan Hui let go of Bailey's ears and continued: "Listen, all tea drinks must be produced strictly according to my requirements, and you cannot cut corners or damage my sign! Also, selling at low prices is strictly prohibited. Raise the price privately!”

"I understand!" Bailey replied.

Later, Liu Yuanhui took out a drawing from the drawer and handed it to the butler.

"Uncle Ni, follow this blueprint tomorrow and punch it out with gold and silver!" Yuan Hui said.

"One foot high, two inches wide, the head is made of pure gold, the bottom is made of pure silver, with the words "Yuanhui Cup" engraved on it... What is this hammer-like thing? How much does it cost to make it?" The steward asked, looking at the drawings. road.

"We plan to hold several more Cuju competitions in the future. This is the first prize! I will design the competition process today!"

Liu Yuanhui looked at the big trophy drawing and was very satisfied.

Ni Dacheng stroked his beard and said, "Yes! I understand."

"You two have had a hard time today, please go back to your room and rest! By the way, Bailey, prepare two jars of wine and tea tomorrow morning, and some roasted chicken and pig head meat. Come with me to Xiangguo Temple!" Liu Yuanhui picked up the teacup and said.

"Bringing wine and meat to Xiangguo Temple? Master, are you going to cause trouble? Do you want me to bring more people? Bailey asked suspiciously.

"Pfft!" Liu Yuanhui sprayed a mouthful of tea onto Bailey's face.

"Go to the Xiangguo Temple where there are so many masters to cause trouble, you can't think of it! If you don't want your life, I still want it! Just go and get ready! You will know when tomorrow comes!" Yuan Hui wiped his mouth and said again.

Bailey wiped his face with his sleeve and said, "Young master sprayed well!"

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave. Young Master, please take a rest early!" After that, the butler and Bailey left the room.

……

Early on the next morning, Liu Yuanhui and Bailey took a few servants and walked towards Xiangguo Temple carrying two large jars of wine and tea and two large baskets of roasted meat.

Several people climbed the 999 steps and finally arrived at the entrance of Xiangguo Temple.

Several people in the group collapsed on the lawn in front of Xiangguo Temple.

In front of you is a magnificent and majestic building complex like a palace.

The three-meter-high white wall is decorated with numerous "swastika" symbols, and a huge bronze incense tripod is placed in front of the door.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the tripod was already filled with incense.

"Oh my God! This bronze tripod is bigger than the 'Simuwu tripod' in the National Museum!"

Liu Yuanhui exclaimed in his heart.

Eighty-eight gilt copper nails are neatly arranged on the red temple door, and the door has a cornice-style door edge in the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

The large plaque under the eaves contains four characters written by Ruizong of the Tang Dynasty: Daxiangguo Temple.