Dong's Tea House opened today, and the news about it was like a tsunami, sweeping every corner of the capital in just half a day.

Whether it's a high-ranking official's residence or a small alley residence.

Whether it’s a tea house, a restaurant, or a roadside vendor.

Almost everyone, young and old, regardless of status, has heard some news about Dong's Tea House.

The residence of a high-ranking official.

"Master, master, I bought it...I bought the newly made fried tea!"

A young boy, dressed in casual clothes, came happily, carrying a small oil paper bag in his hand, and holding it with his hands underneath, for fear that the string of the small oil paper bag would break...

"Bring it quickly, sir, let me smell it and see!"

The old man was wearing ordinary clothes and was fishing in his own pond. He quickly threw away the fishing rod and grabbed the small oil paper bag.

The words "Dong's Tea House", "Newly Made Fried Tea", "High Quality", etc. are particularly conspicuous on the small oil paper bag.

"Okay! It is indeed the brand name of Dong's Tea House!"

The old man couldn't help being happy, but in an instant, the smile on his face disappeared, he weighed the small oil paper bag, and his two sparse eyebrows also knitted together.

"Hey, Master, slow down..."

The boy hurriedly bowed and held the palms of his hands open, to prevent the small oil paper bag from falling.

There was a smile on his face, and before he realized it, his master was already a little dissatisfied.

"Why is it so small? Master, I think it's only about one tael. If I drink it alone, Master, I'm afraid I can only drink it for a few days..."

The old man continued to weigh the small oil paper bag with a dissatisfied look on his face.

"Oh, my master, just one tael of newly made fried tea, the little one fought for his life and even tore his clothes..."

The boy turned sideways and showed the old man the holes in his clothes at his waist.

"...I even tore my clothes and went through a lot of effort just to buy a couple of new teas! Sir, you don't know, many people queued up early in the morning, but they didn't even get a little bit of new tea.

Buy it! If you can buy one or two of the small ones, it’s already pretty good..."

The more the boy talked, the more excited he became. He was both complaining and asking for credit.

"That's it!"

The old man paused for a moment, and immediately stopped weighing the small oil paper bag, took it with both hands, sat down, and placed it on the table, carefully.

"In the past, people were sent to Jiangzhou to buy new roasted tea. Although it was a lot of trouble, they could still buy a lot. But why, even though the tea house has opened to the capital, they can only buy so little. Why?"

As the master asked, he opened the small oil paper bag, put his head close to it, and took a deep sniff, his face full of intoxication.

He waved his hand again and ordered another servant to get the tea can.

"Sir, you don't know something. The Dong's Tea House says that it is not easy to refine new tea. Moreover, it is a long journey. It has to be transported from Jiangzhou to the capital, and there are many inconveniences along the way..."

"So the owner of Dong's Tea House decided to limit the amount per person per day and not buy more. He said it was to... let more people enjoy the beauty of the new tea."

The boy bowed and smiled with a smile on his face. He was still very proud. Because there were so many people there, he was among the small group who bought new tea...

What an honor!

"Nonsense!"

The master took the tea can, cursed loudly, and slammed the tea can on the table, making a "bang" sound.

This sound, as well as the master's scolding, scared the smile on the boy's face to disappear.

"Then what kind of business does Dong's Tea House do? Since this new tea is precious, all you need to do is sell it to high-ranking officials and dignitaries like me. You can also spend a little more money..."

"Let's do this. You take my warrant and go to the Ministry of Revenue..."

"Master, no, absolutely no!"

"Well, why not?"

"Master, have you forgotten who is standing behind Dong's Tea House?"

"Hiss... Uncle Jiang Cheng!"

"Yes, it's Uncle Jiang Cheng! That's the disaster star!"

"Then forget it, forget it, let's leave this matter behind! How could such a good tea come from the hand of the disaster star... It's really unfair!"

The old man sighed and took it upon himself to pour the one or two pieces of new tea into the tea can. He was very careful. Even if a little bit fell out, he would pick it up and put it back into the tea can.

"Sir, Dong's Tea House also released a new set of tea sets today. It's very strange. There are only ten sets in total."

"Oh, what tea set?"

"Sir, that new tea set is called a purple clay teapot!"

…

The Prime Minister's Residence.

The Prime Minister Li Zhong also heard about this.

"Purple clay teapot? Or is it made of some kind of 'purple jade'? It takes several craftsmen and several years to build one set? Then Dong's Tea House only has ten sets for shooting... shooting... shooting for what?"

"Master Prime Minister, auction."

"Well, auction? Haha..."

Li Zhong, the Prime Minister of the State, put down a document and twirled his beard. He always had a serious face, as if everyone owed him a few hundred taels, but he couldn't help but smile at this moment.

"Master Xiang, why are you laughing?"

"Haha... these are just gimmicks that Uncle Jiang Cheng came up with. Huh, this man is very popular with the witch, but he has devoted himself to business affairs..."

"That's good, that's good!"

Prime Minister Li Zhongfu picked up the document again and began to read it.

"Well, Mr. Prime Minister, there are only ten sets of purple clay teapots. Should we... also take a set of them and bring them back?"

"No need, the purple clay teapot is a gimmick and a trick, so don't worry about it!"

"Yes, Prime Minister."

…

In a blink of an eye, it was already afternoon.

The servant came to the study of Prime Minister Li Zhong again.

"Master Xiang, Master Xiang, there is something unusual about Dong's Tea House..."

"Hmm...what's abnormal?"

Li Zhong, the Prime Minister of the State, was quite calm, holding a book in one hand and reading without raising his head.

"Prime Minister, there are two anomalies. First, the Dong's Tea House limits the purchase of the newly made fried tea to one or two per person per day. This afternoon, the tea house's clerk actually said that today's supply has been sold out.

, No more. If you need it, you need to queue up early tomorrow morning..."

"Um."

Prime Minister Li Zhong nodded slightly and was unmoved.

If he hadn't paid attention to the activities of Jiangcheng Bo Zhu Xiuyuan, as the prime minister of a country and in charge of hundreds of officials, he would not have sent people to inquire about the situation of the tea house.

"Secondly, the new purple clay teapot from Dong's Tea House is indeed not simple!"

"Oh, why is it not a simple method?"

Prime Minister Li Zhong still held the scroll in one hand, but his eyes were no longer on the scroll, but on the servant.

"Mr. Xiang, I personally went to the tea house and got my hands on the purple clay teapot. Sure enough... it is comparable to jade! It is truly a rare fine product!"

"oh?"

Prime Minister Li Zhong was confused again and frowned, but his posture did not change.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I saw many young men from the palace of high-ranking officials in the teahouse. Although they were dressed in casual clothes, I could tell that they were all heading for the purple clay teapot."

"Because the Dong's Tea House is going to hold an auction to sell the ten sets of purple clay teapots. Anyone who participates in the auction needs to register first. Prime Minister, I stayed at the tea house for a long time and met most of the high-ranking officials.

All the boys have signed up!"

"According to what you said, that purple clay pot is indeed a great treasure?"

Prime Minister Li Zhong put down the scroll and stared at the servant.

"The Prime Minister is right. I have followed the Prime Minister for many years and I have seen a lot of antique jades. That purple clay pot is indeed very special. It is like a beautiful jade and is of great value for appreciation and collection!"

"And Prime Minister, there are only ten sets of purple clay teapots, and most senior officials have sent people to sign up. The Prime Minister's Office of our country..."

The servant asked tentatively.

"Well, okay, let's sign up too. You can go to the auction in person the day after tomorrow. You must get a set and take it back to take a good look at it."

"Yes, Prime Minister!"

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To be continued...