The sound of the piano and the gentle and melodious song echoed in the boat.

The woman holding the pipa was playing the tutu strings, and the maids on the side also accompanied the harmony with musical instruments. The whole painting was filled with the moving singing of the women. In front of them, the women were dancing with gorgeous clothes to the music, and their beautiful dance was particularly moving.

The music of the music of the music is charming, and the dancing women are even more seductive.

The dancing woman was covered with a big red gauze mat, with her close waist inside, and half-covered dress trembled as they danced.

The people in this pleasure boat were almost intoxicated... This was also the time Shi Yiwen enjoyed the singing and dancing of this era in his life.

Although everyone was tempted by the tempting dance moves of the dancers at the banquet, Xu Weixin and Jiao Rong did not forget to introduce him to the people who came later, as if it was the communication of this era.

Of course, I also drank a lot of wine. Amid the compliments of "long-term reverence", when the wine was over, Shi Yiwen "wrote" a few poems. Although those poems copied from the Qing Dynasty were not a good work in this era, they were considered suitable. After all, even after so many years after the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, the regression of civilization can be seen from its poetry.

All this was similar to what Shi Yiwen thought at the beginning, but it was a pity that there were no famous prostitutes in the pleasure boat that amazed him. From morning until the evening, even though Shi Yiwen thought he had a good alcohol tolerance, he had been soaking in the pleasure boat for a few hours, and when he left the pleasure boat, Shi Yiwen was already drunk.

After saying goodbye to everyone, Shi Yiwen slowly walked on the streets of Nanjing. When the wind blew, the drunkenness became much weaker. The noise from the city kept coming to his ears. Unconsciously, he walked to Jubao Gate, looked at the towering city tower of Jubao Gate, and was downstairs, listening to the noise and feeling the prosperity of Nandu.

The city of Nanjing is so prosperous, with bustling crowds and bustling markets, and all the things that come into view are like a peaceful and prosperous era.

"Is it really a peaceful era?"

Sitting on the street, Shi Yiwen asked in his heart.

It is indeed a peaceful and prosperous era. During the Wanli period, perhaps the last peaceful and prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the last masterpiece of this civilization.

Suddenly, a man blocked Shi Yiwen's place of visit, which also made his feelings stop.

"Who are you?"

I looked at the man in front of me in surprise, and seemed to be familiar. How could I see him?

"Mr. Shi, our lady, please come here."

Miss?

Looking at the person in front of him in confusion, Shi Yiwen was a little confused.

"In the lower Tang Jiu."

Tang Jiu asked again.

"My lady is upstairs in front and asks the young man to come over."

Tang Jiu?

People from the Tang family?

Shi Yiwen smiled.

"Let's lead the way."

The building is the Jubao Tower outside Jubao Gate. In the private room upstairs, Shi Yiwen put down the teacup in his hand and smiled at Tang Ziqi.

"Thank you Miss Tang."

While thanking her, Shi Yiwen couldn't help but look at her again, and she was still "covering that thick veil". Even when drinking tea, she turned sideways and lifted the veil in front of her with one hand, giving people no chance to see her appearance.

Where is this person?

Hey, didn't say anything?

Tinking in his heart, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"I wonder if Miss Tang has something to come to me?"

"Young Master Shi..."

Putting down the teacup, Tang Ziqi said coldly.

"Born by the care of the young master, you and I agreed to use Huai and Huang as the boundary, and not disturb each other. But why, your family's Unity Soap has been sold across the boundary and directly to the capital, Tianjin!"

"Oh! Miss Tang is asking for punishment?"

Putting down the teacup, Shi Yiwen put away his smile.

"If you want to say that the one who crosses the boundary first is your Tang family!"

"You... talk nonsense!"

Tang Yiqi replied coldly.

"Although I am a woman, I finally talk about the word "trust". Since I made an agreement with you, I will abide by it. If a piece of soap from the Tang family sold for Huanghuai, the little woman would apologize to the young master!"

A delicate voice came from behind the saman. Although the delicate Wu Nong soft voice sounded soft, the tone was extremely firm.

"Tang family's soap was very popular in Nanjing earlier."

“Soap…”

After hearing this, Tang Ziqi snorted coldly again.

“Is soap a bar of soap?”

“Isn’t soap soap soap?”

"Young Master is really good at seeing. This soap is soap. How can you mix it up with soap?"

Faced with such quibbling, Shi Yiwen looked up and looked at her. Looking at the thick shimi, a thought emerged in his mind - will she blush now?

Although she couldn't see her appearance, she could see her figure clearly. Although she looked quite elegant with a goose yellow pair and a water-blue pleated skirt, she still couldn't hide her body. Her figure was not as petite and thin as a Jiangnan woman, but she was extremely tall and well-proportioned, which made Shi Yiwen couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Young Master is thinking about the little girl's argument?"

Tang Ziqi's words were still cold and cold, as if they were not as good as the world's fireworks.

"Don't dare!"

With a restrained look, Shi Yiwen's lips raised lightly, with a little ridicule in his words.

"Actually, don't you think that from now on, soap and soap are two completely different things? The former is used to bathe and cleanse hands, and the latter is used to wash clothes, so they naturally cannot be confused."

Her words made Shi Yiwen stunned. This was indeed the direction of Soap's future development. Not to mention anything else, just this insight surprised him again.

This woman really surprised him again and again. After all, she had different knowledge and even made people feel a little surprised.

"The uses can be divided into two types, but things are always the same thing, they are always soap! This is not fake."

"Oh? The young master blamed the young woman for violating the agreement, but the young master sold the soap and the soap to Nanjing. In this way, wouldn't it be a pride to violate the original agreement? How should the young master explain?"

She said as she leaned back against the chair. Although she couldn't see the expression behind Saman, she could still feel her annoyance.

Tang Ziqi was indeed very angry, especially after receiving the letter from the capital, she kept holding a fire in her heart. Today, when she looked out from the upper floor, she saw Shi Yiwen walking around the street alone, so she asked her servants to invite him up.

"And, the young master sent the soap to the capital and Tianjin without hesitation. It only sold 25 yuan per piece. This business is really good!"

"Oh? I sold the soap to the capital! I only sold 25 yuan? Is it a loss to make a lot of money, right?"

A strange thing flashed in Shi Yiwen's eyes. Because this price is indeed very clever, transporting Nanjing's soap to Beijing requires shipping fees and other fees, so the price is naturally much higher than that in Nanjing. 25-liter is just the price that does not lose money. But even so, it is five cents cheaper than the Tang family. What does this mean?

Who worked tirelessly to sell soap to the capital without making a penny?

He even thought of the Tang family's "Tianxiang Soap", which came from the capital from thousands of miles away. It only sold thirty cents in Nanjing. Can you make money?

Thinking of this, Shi Yiwen felt interesting. He also became much more awake when he was drunk, but something was strange!

"Then I'm going to ask you, Mr.

"I said, I didn't do it, do you believe it?"

Tang Ziqi smiled and said lightly.

"The young lady admires the young master's method!"

Shi Yiwen never thought that there were so many emotions hidden in just a few words and expressed so many meanings. "Young Master" sounded like respect, but "means" were also sarcastic. Even the word "a" was full of irony, which made Shi Yiwen angry.

"admire……"

With a sneer, Shi Yiwen took out a pencil, then wrote a few words on the paper, and then pushed it over with a sneer.

Looking at the content on the paper, Tang Ziqi's face was full of surprise.
Chapter completed!