Tea Merchants of the Song Dynasty

Compared with Chengdu, Yazhou City is not very prosperous. But the influence of the tea-horse trade is fully reflected here.

On the streets of Yazhou City, vendors and pedestrians can be seen everywhere. They are dressed differently and come from all over the country.

There were also merchants coming from foreign countries, leading mules and horses.

The bell hanging on the mule's neck jingled, causing the children to cheer.

Jiang Yin and Xiao Luo walked on the street, and Wang Heng followed behind them leading the horse.

Although the Jiang family has a house in Yazhou City, Jiang Yin does not plan to stay in Yazhou City for long. Instead, he plans to go directly through Yazhou City and head to Mengshan.

Mount Meng is located in Mingshan County of Yazhou, and the Jiang family’s real old house is also at the foot of Mount Meng.

After all, there are still two tea mountains over there, and the Jiang family started out with Mengshan tea. You can't just leave the tea mountains there and run to the city to enjoy yourself.

Of course, in addition to the house, the Jiang family also has a teahouse in Yazhou City.

Drinking tea, tasting tea, selling tea, the teahouse is also the point of acceptance of Jiang’s tea farm’s foreign trade.

Jiang Yin followed the path her parents took her along and came to the outside of the teahouse, but found that for some reason, Jiang's Teahouse was closed at the moment.

She frowned slightly. When her parents were still alive, teahouses were not allowed to close even during the Spring Festival.

Of course, the wages in the store during the Spring Festival will be several times more, and there are many people willing to work.

Wang Heng cupped his hands and said, "Madam, I'll go find out."

Jiang Yin nodded in agreement. She stood at the door for a while, then walked towards the familiar wonton stall, ready to eat a bowl of wontons first.

However, before she sat down, an uninvited guest came towards her.

"Oh, who was it? It turned out to be Miss Jiang." Shen Fugui gently waved his fan, deliberately pointed the flower on his hair towards her, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "It's rare to see you. Miss Jiang must be lonely alone. How about your brother Shen be kind enough to accompany you?"

Jiang Yin's face darkened. Before she could say anything, Xiao Luo stood in front of her and cursed at Shen Fugui.

"Bah, my wife needs you to accompany her? Don't insult my wife with your dirty words from the brothel." Xiao Luo rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go, go, a good dog doesn't block the road."

What kind of person is this? How dare you covet my wife?

"You, you, you, cunning slave, get out of the way. I won't look for you." Shen Fugui took two steps back, pointed at Xiao Luo and said a few words, then looked at Jiang Yin and said, "Young Miss Jiang, you have to take good care of her."

Jiang Yin raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiao Luo is right. A good dog doesn't block the road. Get out of the way."

Shen Fugui is the son of Shen Gan. He is twenty years old this year. He is an uneducated and dissolute playboy.

Although he has nothing in his head, he still wants to learn from the literati.

Unfortunately, she could not learn the good things, and took on all the bad ones. She was good at everything, such as wearing a hairpin and behaving as a prostitute, but she had a headache when reciting poems and writing couplets, not to mention taking the imperial examinations.

Therefore, over the years, he visited many brothels and even kept many prostitutes in his backyard.

His body had long been hollowed out from indulging in alcohol and sex all day long, but he still couldn't learn to restrain himself and became more and more indulgent.

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Jiang Yin. What she cared about was that this man was so shameless that he came to her house to propose marriage and wanted to marry her.

However, every time he went home, his parents would beat him out with a broom. When his parents were not at home, Xiao Luo would sweep him out.

Therefore, when Shen Fugui saw Xiao Luo, he felt inexplicably afraid.

He dared to do so recklessly, in fact, he also had Shen Gan's support. After all, her Jiang family's two peaks of tea mountains were a piece of fat meat, and everyone wanted to take a bite.

Having said that, apart from being too lustful, Shen Fugui has no other bad intentions, and he did not inherit the bad intentions of his father Shen Gan.

Unfortunately, Shen Fugui in his previous life did not have a good ending. Before the Shen family was executed, he died of a stroke in a brothel. It is not known whether it was fortunate or unfortunate.

Seeing her slightly pitying eyes, Shen Fugui shuddered and said, "What kind of look is that?"

He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I know that the death of your uncle and aunt has dealt you a heavy blow, but don't worry, I, Shen Fugui, am here, and I promise that no one will bully you."

When Jiang Yin mentioned his parents, his face darkened and he said coldly to Shen Fugui: "Get lost!"

He still has the nerve to mention his parents, whose parents were killed by the collusion of several families.

She clenched her fists and looked at Shen Fugui with hatred and disgust in her eyes. She just didn't believe that Shen Fugui knew nothing about it!

This look hurt Shen Fugui, he avoided looking at Jiang Yin, then bowed randomly and said: "Miss Jiang, if it's not convenient, let's do it next time. I'll come to see you another day."

After saying that, he fled away, and the direction he left was the most famous brothel in Yazhou City.

"Heh~" Jiang Yin sneered, turned around and sat at the wonton stall, waiting for the boss to serve the wontons.

The wonton stall was run by an old couple, and Jiang Yin would eat there whenever she came to Yazhou, so the old couple knew her.

When the old lady brought the wontons over, she whispered to Jiang Yin, "Miss Jiang, please stay away from Mr. Shen. You are such a good lady, you can't get involved with someone like that."

She saw what happened just now, but she was just an old woman with no power or influence, and she had no right to say anything.

Jiang Yin was surprised and asked, "Oh, what do you mean? Grandma also recognized him?"

Shen Fugui has always been a spendthrift and is quite particular about the places he goes. How could he come to a small stall like this to eat wonton?

She didn't think that Shen Fugui knew the old lady in front of her.

"Yes, of course I recognize him. Everyone in the whole city of Yazhou knows him." The old lady frowned and said, "Mr. Shen is a nobody. Look, he was just talking to you, but now he's heading straight to the brothel."

She lowered her voice and continued, "A few days ago, a skinny girl from Yangzhou came to the brothel, and Mr. Shen even had a fight with someone else to snatch her away."

At this point, the old woman paused for a moment, then slapped her lips in annoyance and said, "Look, why am I, an old woman, talking to a young lady like you about this? Anyway, young lady, stay away from him, he is not a good man."

He is already 20 years old, but he always thinks about going to brothels and even keeps prostitutes in his backyard. Who would be willing to marry him, a young lady from a decent family?

"Grandma is right. We should stay away from him." Jiang Yin said with a smile, "By the way, Grandma, I saw that Jiang's Teahouse is closed. Do you know why it is closed and when it will open?"

When it comes to getting information, there is no formality, as long as you can get the information you want.

However, when she heard the question, the old lady hesitated, not knowing whether she should say it.

Jiang Yin's expression paused for a moment, then he pretended to be calm and said, "Grandma, please go ahead and tell me what you want."

She felt bitter and nervous. The old lady was willing to tell her so much just now, but now she hesitated. She thought that there must be some difficulty.

It was just a teahouse, and she really didn’t understand what the problem was.