The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"Then Zhao Chen is really arrogant. Is it possible that the emperor would openly go against aristocratic families like us for his sake?" the shopkeeper of the Cui family in Qinghe said coldly, with disdain on his face.

Just now, Zhao Chen actually said that he would personally sell chili peppers in the East and West Second Market tomorrow.

This obviously doesn't take these aristocratic families seriously.

With five surnames and seven hopes, who has a great reputation, who would dare to look down on them like this?

"If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Zhao Chen is so arrogant. This time we must let him know how powerful our aristocratic family is." The old shopkeeper of the Bolingcui family said coldly.

The night wind blew, making people feel chilly in their hearts.

"Then what are we going to do tomorrow?" asked the shopkeeper of Wang Family in Taiyuan.

They couldn't just watch Zhao Chen sell all the peppers in front of them.

Even if there is a picking period for the peppers, if they don't do anything, wouldn't the face of these aristocratic families be completely lost? ??

"With Zhao Chen's current status in the heart of the emperor and empress, if we were to directly compete with him, we would not be able to live with him."

"I'll wait there tomorrow. If I get a chance, I'll make him look good." said the shopkeeper of the Bolingcui family.

Several people also knew that if they dared to plot against Zhao Chen himself.

Let's not talk about whether Zhao Chen can be captured. If he is discovered, the emperor and empress will be furious.

To anger the family behind them.

This is what these shopkeepers want.

"In addition, since Zhao Chen wants to fight with our family, there is no need to hold back on matters at the bookstore."

"If the notice continues, not a single piece of paper will flow into Wangyou Bookstore. If someone secretly prints books for Wangyou Bookstore, they will be the mortal enemies of our family." The shopkeeper of the Bolingcui family said again.

The Bolingcui family was originally the leader of these aristocratic families.

When the shopkeeper of the Bolingcui family said this, others naturally did not dare to object.

…

A night without words, a happy morning

Uncle got up early and prepared breakfast for Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang with a smile.

Millet porridge with poached eggs, and I also learned Zhao Chen's previous method and fried several fried dough sticks.

Fu Bo is very happy!

Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang finally slept in the same room.

Even if they didn't do anything, at least Fu Bo felt that Li Ruoshuang would not be able to escape the title of Young Madam from now on.

Thinking that Zhao Chen is now a Marquis of Wannian County, he has also established a career.

I'm just about to start a family now.

Uncle Fu stood at the door of Zhao Chen's room and knocked on the door with a smile on his face.

"Sir, Miss Ruoshuang, it's time to get up, breakfast is already ready." Fu Bo said with a smile.

"Ey-"

The door opened and Zhao Chen appeared in front of Uncle Fu.

"Sir, it's time to wash up and eat!"

"Is Miss Ruoshuang still resting?"

Fu Bo smiled.

Zhao Chen naturally knew what Uncle Fu was talking about.

But the two of them did nothing last night. Zhao Chen slept on the bed, and Li Ruoshuang made a bed on the floor holding the quilt.

"Ruoshuang, get up and eat. Lao Cheng and Xiao Qin will come over later, and we have to go out." Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang shouted.

Then Li Ruoshuang came out and Uncle Fu stood in front of Zhao Chen with a smile on his face.

Li Ruoshuang glanced at Zhao Chen, said nothing, turned around and went to the well to wash up.

"Sir, what is this?" Uncle Fu looked at Zhao Chen strangely.

Zhao Chen didn't know what was going on with Li Ruoshuang. He shook his head and turned to wash up.

…

West Market.

Chang'an City has two markets, the east and west. Among them, the west market is where traveling merchants from other countries visit.

Chang'an City Trading Place.

Its level of prosperity and variety of goods are much better than those of other places.

Pepper, in the West Market, is priceless.

"Shopkeeper, can you sell pepper today?" A man walked into Hu Shang's store and asked the shopkeeper.

"Yes, but the price..." Shopkeeper Hu Shang said with a smile, looking at the customers in front of him as if he was seeing a big fat sheep.

"Price? How much per pound?" the customer asked. ??

"This pepper costs one tael for one hundred fen. One pound is equivalent to 1,600 fen, which is equivalent to one tael." The shopkeeper said with a smile.

The left hand stretches out a one, and the right hand forms a six.

In the Tang Dynasty, one pound was sixteen taels.

When the customer heard this price, his expression changed and he said solemnly, "Shopkeeper, don't you know that chili peppers were sold in the East and West markets at the same time in the past two days."

"They also say that the dried chilies they dry taste better than your peppers."

"Shopkeeper, if you give me a discount, I'll buy a pound today." The customer said solemnly, and finally wanted to buy the shopkeeper's pepper.

In the past two days, there were people selling chili peppers in the East and West Second Market, but yesterday, I never saw them.

If the house hadn't been in urgent need of a pound of pepper, he wouldn't have come here in such a hurry.

"Discount? That's impossible!"

"As the customer said, the chili will be sold sooner or later, you can wait." The shopkeeper naturally didn't care about this and said with a smile.

He could already tell that the man in front of him was very eager to buy the pepper.

You don’t need to lower the price to sell it.

"Aren't you afraid that the price of pepper will plummet and it will rot in your hands?" The guest frowned, clenched his hands, and was slightly annoyed.

"That's my business. I don't want to bother with customers. If you can't afford it, don't stay here."

,please. Shopkeeper Hu Shang sneered and waved his hand to signal the customers to get out.

He turned around and walked into the store.

"Okay, I promise..."

"Fathers and fellow villagers from Chang'an City, come and take a look. Take a look."

"Freshly picked green peppers are big and plump. Today's special price is only eight cents per pound."

"With eight cents, you can't buy it and suffer losses, and you can't buy it and be fooled."

"Paired with castrated and tasteless pork, it's truly a delicacy on earth."

"Do not miss passing through."

"There are also dried red chili peppers, which have a purer taste than pepper. Nowadays, they only sell for 100 yuan per pound."

Outside Hu Shang's shop, just as the customer was about to speak, Hu Shang had this successful smile on his face.

Suddenly, a loud shouting was heard not far ahead.

Looking over, he saw many strong men dressed as common people appearing in front of them, carrying loads of green things on their shoulders.

Shopkeeper Hu Shang knew that the green thing was the pepper that appeared two days ago.

Just these things, shopkeeper Hu Shang doesn't feel any discomfort.

Until he heard those people yelling that there were dried chili peppers that tasted better than pepper.

Shopkeeper Hu Shang felt a little panicked.

He had eaten free chili fried pork before and knew that the green chili tasted better than his pepper.

Now……

"Sir, why don't I give you a 20% discount..." Shopkeeper Hu Shang said to the guest, his expression was completely different from before.

"20% off? Keep it for yourself!" The guest sneered, his eyes fell on the few people behind the strong man in front, and his pupils shrank slightly.

The guest finished his steps and walked forward.

Shopkeeper Hu Shang had a look of resentment on his face, gritted his teeth, closed the store door, and chased after him.