"Pinxiangyuan, Yunnan merchant?" Zhao Zhen thought for a while and spoke, "Is it the Shangchuang coffee merchant named Wang Hua?"

Facing the emperor's question, the manager naturally responded quickly and nodded repeatedly, "It is this person. It is said that the magical fruit he brought from Yunnan is called coffee, and it was named by His Majesty back then, which is better than those who cannibals brought!"

Unexpectedly, the "seedlings" he planted casually that year had grown into "tower trees", and coffee began to become popular in the Song Dynasty. This was really great. Zhao Zhen smiled and said, "Let's lead the way, I must also taste the difference between this coffee and the one in the palace."

The manager was hesitant and gritted his teeth in Sancai's dissatisfaction eyes and said, "Officials, that place cannot be visited! There are all kinds of people in the three religions and gentry, foreign merchants, and tributaries of the city foxes and clubs. They are also humiliating the holy listening."

Sancai nodded repeatedly and echoed: "Yes, yes, it's better not to go to the official place, so as to save you from hearing something bad..."

Zhao Zhen waved his hand and stared at Sancai and said, "You won't know, right? The more I say this, the more I want to go and see!" Seeing that Sancai had to say something, Zhao Zhen pointed to the front: "Stop talking and lead the way!"

Sancai had no choice but to let the manager of the Datong Palace lead the way. No matter what kind of place it was, as long as the official wanted to go, he had to go. He could only warn these personal guards and accompanying managers not to spread today's affairs.

Zhao Zhen was a little helpless. It was usually unbearable to go to a brothel when he went to a cafe such an elegant thing. Although his name was a little tacky, he could not just determine that he was a bad place.

When Zhao Zhen arrived at the gate of Pinxiang Garden, he realized that he was wrong. Pinxiang Garden really lived up to its reputation. The aroma of coffee, the fragrance of women, and even the smell of sandalwood were very pungent when they were mixed together. The smell of spices was covered by the Western Regions or the Western Xia people, while those women who could not stand the taste of foreign races pounced on them. Obviously, this was a big financial supporter.

Unlike later cafes, the environment here is a headache. Even the brothel is more elegant than here. No wonder the manager is hesitant and always wink at Sancai. Obviously he knows how unbearable it is.

But after Zhao Zhen entered the lobby, the entire lobby focused his eyes on him. No matter how much Zhao Zhen hides the aura of the superior, he cannot be foolproof. There is a corresponding spirit in every move. Many people unconsciously lowered their voices and looked at the stranger in front of them.

Not to mention the emperor once, even the husband who had retired had a strong aura. Moreover, Zhao Zhen was not an ordinary emperor. He had been on the battlefield, and the killing aura had been integrated into his bones. The most important thing was that he was a man who had slaughtered the "dragon", and even the emperor died in his hands.

But when Zhao Zhen looked around, most of them immediately fell silent, and only dared to use his light to quietly glance at the man in front of him. Most of them were businessmen who had been in the business world for many years. How could it be a problem to even look at people, but now it is a problem, because this man exudes a momentum that they have never seen before, as if he is the master here.

The shopkeeper had already noticed the difference here, so he carefully stepped forward and bowed, "This distinguished guest, my shopkeeper will arrive soon, it's okay to move to the quiet room behind first."

The fact that there is a clean room means that this is not a very low-end place. In this era, merchants will always divide people into different levels, even in later generations. Zhao Zhen nodded slightly, covered his nose with a handkerchief and frowned and followed the shop's friend.

Obviously, this person was specially trained and led Zhao Zhen all the way to the so-called clean room. A middle-aged man had already stood here. Looking at his slightly staggered feet, he knew that he was a little nervous. This person should be Wang Hua, the owner of this store.

The so-called clean room is actually an independent courtyard. Many shrubs are planted around the courtyard wall, which has very good sound insulation. Even the noise coming from the lobby in front is unaware of it. This is exactly the environment that Sancai hopes. The guards on the side did not receive any obstruction from the store. They followed Zhao Zhen unimpeded along the way.

This just shows that Wang Hua already knew his identity, and it seems that the merchant's sense of smell is also very sensitive. The most rare thing is that he not only satisfies himself, but also makes Sancai on the side relax his eyebrows and is very good at being a human being.

The clean room is very elegant, not only with the exquisiteness of the Song Dynasty style, but also with some wonderful things. For example, the small caisson actually has a touch of Arabic style. The tapestry on the wall is a landscape of the Song Dynasty. There are not many dazzling things in the clean room, and the most are the books in the bookshelf on the wall.

Obviously, Wang Hua positioned this place to those who are well-educated and knowledgeable about interest, and not anyone can be invited in.

Compared with the tables and chairs that were already popular in the Song Dynasty, here are still small tables from the Han and Tang dynasties. Zhao Zhen had few opportunities to sit on the ground. There should be ground dragons under the wooden floor, which is an advanced thing that even the palace is not equipped. The principle is the same as the kang, and the whole person sits on it warmly but not hot.

In this comfortable environment, you can enjoy coffee while reading books. If it weren't for the beautiful blue and white porcelain cups and antique books, Zhao Zhen even felt like traveling back time, books and tea, books and coffee would always be the best companions.

The aroma of coffee rose slowly. Zhao Zhen looked through the "Shangshu" in his hand. Many of the contents in this ancient emperor's book were self-referred to. The "Shangshu" recorded documents such as the classics, mo, Xun, Edict, oath, and decree of the dynasties of Yu, Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties. Among them, some documents of Yu, Xia and Shang dynasties were written based on rumors and were not as reliable. However, the interesting content was the most.

Sancai looked at Wang Hua several times with dissatisfaction. It seemed that it was already late, but the official family had no intention of leaving. When Wang Hua picked up the beautiful coffee pot and renewed the cup for Zhao Zhen again, Zhao Zhen waved his hand and said, "Although this coffee is not a poison, it will cause palpitations and insomnia after drinking too much."

Wang Hua's hand froze slightly: "Thank you for your advice."

He didn't say much from beginning to end, but just served him properly. Zhao Zhen looked up at the sky. The moon was already hanging high. This coffee really worked. Not only was it not sleepy, but it didn't feel like he was forced to hold on in the future.

Zhao Zhen stood up and said to Sancai: "Take two packs with you and get the money off. You know the rules."
Chapter completed!