Don’t Show the Son

  Chapter 27 Threats

The golden hairpin rewarded by the imperial concubine was still taken away by Lingyin.

  Lin Xiu and her sister never knew each other. The chaizi was sent to her just to repay her kindness. As for how she handles it, that’s her business.

  After walking with Lingyin again for half an hour before returning to Lin's house, Lin Xiu secretly decided to let Dali go to buy a carriage tomorrow. The time spent on the road every day is too long. For half an hour, he can do too many things.

  At noon the next day, after lunch, Lin Xiu and Sun Dali went out together.

  Sun Dali took the silver and went to the car dealer, while Lin Xiu went to the Zhaiyue Tower.

  Now the strength of his body is not comparable to that of a few days ago. After making fifty buckets of ice, he can no longer blush or breathe. Even making another fifty buckets is not difficult.

However, Lin Xiu also knows that things are precious. If he makes more ice every day, he will not be able to sell it at the current price. The shopkeeper of Jiyuelou understands this principle better than Lin Xiu. In just a few days, I don't know how much money I made.

There is no doubt that their profits are more than three hundred taels of Lin Xiu. This hot weather has been difficult for decades. The big restaurants in the capital are no longer open, and all the customers are concentrated here. Lin Xiu had never seen the smile on the face of the treasurer of Jiyuelou disappear.

  Being busy for a while, and another three hundred taels in the bill, Lin Xiu felt that she was stealing money.

  Walking out of the Moon Tower with the reward, Lin Xiu suddenly felt her eyes go dark.

  It was not dark, but there were two sturdy figures in front of him. The two burly men were at least two meters tall, and their exposed muscles were raised, giving people a full sense of oppression.

  Lin Xiu didn't panic at all when faced with the obstacle of the two strong men.

  After all, although his power is not as perverted as Sun Dali, it is also beyond the limit that ordinary people can reach. Such a big guy who looks terrifying, if he gets serious, he will get a punch.

  One of the two strong men looked down at Lin Xiu and said, "My son, please."

   Lin Xiu asked: "Who is your son?"

  The strong man said: "You'll know when you go."

  Lin Xiu shrugged and said, "Lead the way."

  In broad daylight, he didn't have any fear. If you find that the place you are going to is not right, it's fine if you don't go with them. Lin Xiu wants to leave, but these two big guys can't stop it.

  The culprit who assassinated him last time, and now there is no clue. Lin Xiu is very curious about the source of the person looking for him this time.

  I thought they would take him somewhere, but they didn’t expect that they just walked less than a hundred steps and brought Lin Xiu to a restaurant on the same street.

  When he walked into the restaurant, Lin Xiu looked up and saw that this is a restaurant called "Tianxianglou". In terms of decoration, it is no worse than the Zhaiyuelou. It is obviously a high-standard restaurant.

  The difference is that today’s Zhaiyue Building, the private rooms are full, and the lobby can’t even fit a table, but in Xianglou this day, there is not a single guest.

   Entering here, the two of them were more polite to Lin Xiu, and took him to a private room on the second floor. They stretched out their hands and said, "My son is in there, please."

  Lin Xiu pushed in and saw a table full of wine and vegetables.

  Every dish on this table is a delicacy. I am afraid that the price of any one can make Lin Xiu eat wontons for several years, and it is the kind that lasts every day.

  Across the table, a young man sat.

  The weather outside was already hot, and the room was sultry and hot. Young people sweated just sitting, their clothes were wet on their bodies, and they wiped the sweat from their foreheads from time to time.

  The moment Lin Xiu walked in, there was a burst of coolness on her face.

  The young man's cold hair stood upright, he couldn't help but shiver, and he felt a refreshing feeling from the inside out.

   He stood up abruptly, staring at Lin Xiu with straight eyes, and said, “It’s really you. It’s you who provided ice cubes for Zieyuelou these few days, right?”

  Lin Xiu did not deny it, and asked straightforwardly: "Who are you and why are you looking for me?"

  The young man showed a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to Lin Xiu, and said, “Sit down and say, here today is a special dinner here, just to make friends with Xiongtai.”

  Lin Xiu didn’t sit down, and asked directly: “What’s the matter, just tell me.”

   "Have fun!"

  The young man didn’t mean anything, and said, “I want Xiongtai to provide ice for our Tianxiang Tower. I will give you double how much the Moon Tower will give you.”

  Lin Xiu had long expected what happened today.

Every summer, ice selling is a hugely profitable industry. This year, for special reasons, he alone can provide ice sources in the entire capital. Because of his partnership with Zhaiyuelou, except for the palace, Zheyuelou monopolizes the entire All the ice in the capital.

  This also allows them to attract all the customers of the Royal Capital, which involves a huge profit transmission chain. Other restaurants, brothels and other competing shops, how can they watch?

  Obviously, someone was jealous.

  Lin Xiu smiled slightly and said, "Five taels of ice in a bucket."

  He has a contract with Zai Yue Lou, and Zai Yue Lou agrees to a price of 50 taels of silver for a bucket of ice, provided that Lin Xiu cannot make ice for shops that compete with them, unless the other party is willing to pay a higher price.

   "Five taels. Isn't twice twelve taels?" The young man opened his eyes wide and blurted out, "Why don't you grab it!"

  Lin Xiu looked at him and said, “It’s the double price you mentioned. You can ask. The price given to me by the Moon Tower is five taels per barrel.”

The young man frowned. The price of a bucket of ice in previous years was only one or two. He originally thought that it would be done in twos and threes. He didn't expect it to be so expensive. Even if you give him ten taels, Tianxianglou still has a lot of money. Earn, but who doesn't want to save costs?

  What's more, he was just following orders.

   Thinking of this, he smiled again on his face and said: "Twelve taels of silver is a bit expensive, why not, I will give you two taels of silver a bucket..."

  Lin Xiu looked at the young man in front of him, and asked seriously: "Do I look like I can't read numbers?"

The young man said with a faint smile: "In previous years, a bucket of ice sold for one tael of silver at most, giving you a lot of silver. Xiongtai may not know that Xianglou is the property of Yongping Houfu this day. I know you. It’s the son of Uncle Ping’an, don’t you know Yongpinghou..."

Of course, Hou Linxiu in Yongping knew that one of the three first-class princes in the dynasty was the first class of the national public. Lin Xiu’s future father-in-law, who gave birth to two such excellent daughters, was only a first-class prince. , And in terms of background and power, it is far from being compared with those families that have been in business for decades.

Those powerful and powerful in the royal capital generally do not directly engage in business, so they will be ridiculed, but almost all prominent families will secretly support some industries to satisfy the daily extravagant life. Therefore, all the kings open impressive and colorful shops. , There are noble people behind it.

  A shop without a background can’t wait to make money at all, and there is no scum left to be swallowed by others.

  This person even moved out Yong Pinghou, obviously threatening him.

  If the solicitation fails, it is immediately changed to a threat.

  What do you say, how much is the price of the Moon Tower? Tianxiang Tower is willing to double the price-if you have no money, what do you pretend to be?

The other party even investigated his own identity. It seems that he really didn’t put a little third-class Ping An uncle in his eyes. Pinghou's status is still respected, and only ten national princes and those royal families, third-class uncles, are no different from ordinary people in their eyes.

  But no matter how young the third-class uncle is, he is also a great dignitarian. If Lin Xiu agrees to him today, Ping'an Uncle's house will be discredited.

  When the time comes, what will his parents think of him, what will Lingyin think of him, what will Sun Dali think of him, and what will Dahuang think of him?

   Even Lin Xiu herself will look down upon herself.

  The young man looked at Lin Xiu and continued, “You probably don’t know yet. The master behind Zieyuelou is the Mansion of Horsemen. Do you think, which is more important than Horsemen and Yongpinghou?"

Da Xia’s cohort, although his status is distinguished, but he has no real power, is naturally far inferior to the first class. If Tianxianglou is really willing to pay double the price, Lin Xiu may not be able to cooperate with them, after all, he will not be troubled by Yinzi .

  But this person tried to use Yong Pinghou to suppress him and force him to yield, but he made a wrong calculation.

  If he lowered his head today, he would lose not only the Lin Family’s face, but also the Zhao Family’s face.

  Lin Xiu’s expression was calm, without any emotions, and said lightly: "It seems that there is no need to eat this meal today."

  After speaking, he turned straight and left.

  The two strong men wanted to stop, the young man waved his hand and smiled: "Let him go."

  When Lin Xiu's figure disappeared, his face showed a mocking look, and said, "He will come back and beg me. At that time, it will not be two or two, but two money. No, there is no two money..."

Soon, he stood up and came to the innermost private room on the second floor. After knocking on the door lightly, he pushed in and said to a young man standing in front of the window: "Master, he refused. ."

  The man didn’t look back, and asked indifferently: "Do you know what to do?"

  The young man said: "Since the toast does not eat, I can only let him drink fine wine..."

  When the young man left the room, the young man standing at the window turned and walked to the table, and said in a low voice: "I hope you don't disappoint me like Qin Cong's trash..."

  (End of this chapter)