This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 187 What fox? (4K)
"It's going to get cold today."

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After blowing on the hot air floating on the tea cup, Hong Guoyi looked at the crowded streets downstairs and sighed.

Beigan is located in the Northern Ming Dynasty. Although Wentian City is not located in the extreme north, the climate is much cooler than the other three regions.

Not to mention that it was already mid-August and autumn had already entered the sky.

Especially since it rained last night, the temperature was even cooler.

"One autumn rain and one cold!"

A lot of fallen leaves have fallen on the street, and some pedestrians are even wearing robes.

As the shopkeeper of Tianfu Teahouse, Hong Guoyi naturally had enough money to wear a few clothes, so he put on an exquisite gown today.

As a native of Wentian, Hong Guoyi has lived here all his life.

In the eyes of the people of Beigan, Wentian City is the center of Beigan and the capital that everyone yearns for.

Scholars who want to go to high school come to Pekan to show off their talents and realize their ambitions in the court.

People who practice martial arts want to be appreciated here, have the opportunity to use their fists and kicks, gain promotions, and become heroes in this world.

But in the eyes of Hong Guoyi, the old Wentian, this Wentian was actually... just like that.

Those who practice martial arts are fine. As long as they have excellent martial arts skills, they don't have to worry about finding a place to live in Wentian City.

Even if your status is low at the beginning, you may still be favored by someone at some opportunity.

But it is too difficult for this scholar to become famous.

In this teahouse, Hong Guoyi also met many high-ranking officials and nobles, and sometimes he could hear some of their conversations.

He is very clear about the operating style of Wentian officialdom and knows all the secrets in it.

Maybe it's not as extreme as selling an official position to the public, but behind the scenes there are some male thieves and female prostitutes.

Just think about it and you will know that there are so many scholars in the world, how can we give everyone a chance?
Without the aristocratic family members backing these literati, and without their platform, how many people would have a chance?
Without financial support, how many of the examiners will look down on your article even if it is written in a brilliant way?
Impossible!

Besides, even if someone finds out that the article is not good, it will not help.

Wouldn't it be okay if the examiner insists that he has a predestined relationship with this candidate and just thinks his article is exquisite?

Nothing.

Hong Guoyi knew this, but he had no ideas or anything to express.

He is not a scholar, so what does the injustice of this world have to do with him?
Will it affect him to make money by opening a teahouse?
Not affected.

The knife didn't hit him, and he didn't feel any pain at all.

Even if they are lucky enough to pass the exam, they will be sent to remote towns to work as petty officials. Who knows when they will have the chance to return to Wentian.

Besides, even if they get a good name and work hard for half a lifetime, will they be able to buy a family property in Wentian?

Do you have that kind of money?Do you have that resource?
In the end, those people were just walking through Wentian City.

He just drank a few sips of Wentian's water, and was not considered a real Wentian at all.

He is incomparable to an old man like him!
In this world, hard work is useless.

Instead of working so hard, it is better to strive for a good pregnancy in the next life.

However, although the Emperor is at his feet, even an out-and-out Lao Wentian like him will not see the Emperor even once or half a year.

The emperor lives in the palace all year round, but his relatives are more common in Wentian.

Princes and princesses, lords of aristocratic families, ministers from all walks of life... Although he, Hong Guoyi, has no connections, he has met many of them in the past few decades.

But based on this alone, Hong Guoyi can be proud of it.

Does anyone else have this opportunity?
Ok?
And since he can have an ancestral teahouse in Wentian City, Hong Guoyi naturally has no shortage of connections.

Of course, this connection has nothing to do with him personally, it is all due to his ancestors.

The ancestor of the Hong family was once a slave of the poet's family many generations ago, and he was just a lowly groom.

Later, the ancestor of the Hong family took advantage of a certain opportunity and was lucky enough to redeem the deed of betrayal and successfully escaped from slavery.

But the ancestor of the Hong family was very smart, and he still regarded himself as a servant of the poet, praising the poet whenever he met.

This voice reached the ears of the poet, and they liked him very much, and acquiesced to him opening a teahouse based on the poet's reputation.

However, there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Although Tianfu Tea House is located on Tianjie, most of the profits are given to the poet's family.

But even so, the remaining profits are enough for Hong Guoyi to live a decent life in Wentian.

On weekdays, he was respected by the servants in the teahouse, and he was somewhat famous in the nearby area.

Although the guests who came and went did not think highly of him, they would not make things difficult for him for the sake of the poet.

For someone like him, having such connections is actually enough.

Hong Guoyi stirred the charcoal in the small stove with a shovel, and filled it with a few more walnut charcoal.

Looking at the rising sparks, he took a comfortable sip of tea.

As the shopkeeper of the teahouse, Hong Guoyi naturally has considerable attainments in tea drinking and has many specialties.

When he reached middle age, he felt more and more unable to do many things, so he began to cultivate his moral character in the past few years.

For example, now, he likes to make a cup of fragrant tea in the morning, sit by the window on the top floor and savor it alone, and sometimes read a few rubbings of scriptures from the Western Desert God Realm.

He enjoyed this time very much. Looking down at the busy crowd gave him a clear sense of superiority.

The world is busy with a few taels of silver, but he can drink tea and burn incense here. Isn't it wonderful?

The servants of Tianfu Teahouse all know that no one can disturb the shopkeeper during this time.

Even if Hong Guoyi didn't say it on the surface, he would definitely reprimand them severely afterwards.

After drinking tea, Hong Guoyi looked downstairs from the corner of his eye.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

If you don't know, today's Tianjie is actually much busier than usual, with many low-key and luxurious carriages passing by on the street.

Most of those carriages had no markings on them, but the well-informed Hong Guoyi still recognized a few carriages based on his memory.

Any one of them can be regarded as a big shot in his tea house.

But even for these powerful adults in Wentian City, their carriages are not as showy as before.

Instead, he carefully retreated to the side of the road and drove slowly, leaving the middle road to others.

"This is……"

Being able to get those people to take the initiative to avoid them, Hong Guoyi vaguely guessed the identities of those carriage owners.

After thinking about it carefully, Hong Guoyi didn't expect what happened to attract so many big shots.

Is it possible that the talented man and the beautiful woman decided to hold an exhibition in Tianjie on the spur of the moment?
After thinking for a while, Hong Guoyi waved to the child standing at the door.

"Xiao Zhang, go out and find out if there is any big event today?"

"Good shopkeeper."

Looking up at Xiao'er who was still waiting beside him, Hong Guoyi hummed:
"Take it, take it, go back quickly! Don't be an eyesore here."

"okay!"

Throwing a piece of broken silver to the villain, Hong Guoyi continued to think: "What day is today?"

The situation in front of him made him a little curious, and he didn't notice the sound of someone going upstairs for a while.

"Hey, isn't this Shopkeeper Hong? Why are you still sitting here so calmly?"

"Sit tight on the balcony, hahaha!"

Ok?
Hearing the teasing voice, Hong Guoyi was about to get angry, but before he could turn around, he realized the identity of the speaker.

click.

Standing up immediately, Hong Guoyi turned around and showed a flattering smile to the visitor.

"The fifth master is joking. Compared with the fifth master, how can a young man be worthy of such a description?"

The person who came here has a stocky build and looks a bit chubby, but his movements are quite dexterous. Although he climbed to the third floor, he did not show any signs of fatigue.

"What the fifth and sixth masters, I have told you to stop shouting like that. It would be bad for others to hear you."

Shi Guangyin waved his hand and sat aside impatiently with a bottle of wine.

"Why is Fifth Master here alone today? Are you still following the old rules?"

Standing respectfully beside him, Hong Guoyi didn't feel any shame at all.

Shi Guangyin is the fifth-oldest poet in the family. Although he has no real power in the poet family, he is responsible for the income of Tianjie.

In other words, Shi Guangyin is Hong Guoyi's direct boss, and he has shown great respect to him over the years.

"I didn't want to come to your place today, but I met an unlucky guy on the way. I was too lazy to talk to him, so I came here to sit for a while."

"Oh? Where was Fifth Master going?"

After skillfully setting up the tea set and boiling water for Shi Guangyin, Hong Guoyi heard that he had something to say and took the initiative to answer.

Shi Guangyin looked at him strangely and asked:
"Where else can we go? A new teahouse has opened on Tianjie. There are many foxes... Wait, do you really not know that?"

"Uh?"

What fox?What tea room?
After much searching, Hong Guoyi couldn't find any words related to foxes at all, so he could only admit it honestly.

"This...young one, I really don't know. Please ask the fifth master to clarify his doubts."

Originally, Shi Guangyin seemed to have a lot to say, but seeing Hong Guoyi's confused face, he seemed to understand something and laughed twice meaningfully:
"Oh~ So you really don't know... Haha, then it's okay."

"Go and do your work. You don't have to interfere with me."

Waving his hand impatiently at Hong Guoyi, Shi Guangyin directly occupied the magpie's nest and simply sat in his previous seat by the window.

"..."

Hong Guoyi is very familiar with Shi Guangyin's eyes.

When he faced those foreigners and didn't want to waste time with them, he also had this look of disgust and was too lazy to say anything to them.

He regarded himself as a native of Lao Wentian and despised those outsiders, but he did not expect that he was also a link in the chain of contempt.

In the eyes of those aristocratic families, what does a loser like him mean?

But this is the way of the world, and he has understood it many years ago.

Hong Guoyi bowed his head silently and retreated honestly.

And just when he was about to leave, Shi Guangyin seemed to have thought of something and casually ordered:

"Oh, by the way, you can send next month's payment to my house a few days in advance. I need it urgently."

Hong Guoyi: "..."

On the surface, this just means an advance time, but the real meaning behind it is not just as simple as a few days earlier.

What Shi Guangyin really meant was to ask Hong Guoyi to pay him a few percent more filial piety next month.

Next month, not only will he not be able to make any money, he will also have to spend a lot of money on it.

Hong Guoyi could pretend not to understand and send the same numbers next month as before, but then the days ahead would be difficult.

The business of Tianfu Tea House has always been good, but there are many people under the poet who are eyeing the piece of fat in his hands.

If he doesn't do it, there are plenty of people who are willing to do it.

"Fifth Master's order, don't dare to neglect it."

"Well, you go and do your work, don't stay here and be an eyesore."

"...Yes, please use it slowly. Call me if you need anything."

Bowing his head and saluting respectfully, Hong Guoyi exited the attic and handed the space to Shi Guangyin.

"Fox Tea Room?"

What's going on here?
Just as he frowned, the waiter who had been sent out quickly walked in from the door.

"Shopkeeper, check it out!"

With deep confusion on his face, Zhang Xiaoer said in confusion:

"Those carriages were heading towards East Street. I followed them and found that a new teahouse had opened there."

"However, because there were too many carriages there, I was so worried that I offended the adults, so I just took a look from a distance and came back..."

New tea room?
On this street?

Being blackmailed by Shi Guangyin, Hong Guoyi was already in a bad mood, and his face darkened even more when he heard about it.

Where did the country bumpkin come from, so ignorant of the rules?

If you open a teahouse here, don’t you know that you have to come to pay homage to the dock?

"Hmph! What's your name?"

"Name? Oh...it seems like a fox or something?"

"Fox Tea Room?"

"Ah, yes, yes! Shopkeeper, don't you know this?"

It's the name again!

Hearing the name mentioned by Shi Laowu just now, Hong Guoyi calmed down.

Also, since the other party can open a store in Tianjie and attract so many big shots, he must have a lot of background.

But...even if there is some background, so what?
Can he compare with poets?
Look at the poem Guangyin, I originally wanted to join in the fun, but in the end, didn't I come to my place anyway?

This fox tea room has found a fresh place for these big shots who have been suppressed for too long in recent days.

After the novelty wears off, who will care?
There were three teahouses before Tianjie. None of them could compare to his Tianfu Teahouse in terms of strength, but they still made a lot of profits.

If another part is divided, then next month, he may not be as simple as building more wealth.

If Shi Guangyin fails to fulfill his requirements, he may even have to move in to this teahouse!
"Xiao Zhang, you go upstairs and wait. Don't neglect it. I'll go take a look at the situation myself."

Putting on his coat, Hong Guoyi went out and got into the carriage, driving towards the fox teahouse.

I want to see what kind of medicine you are selling in this gourd! ! ?

(End of this chapter)