After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 118 The newly released honeycomb briquettes are sold out!

The man, who was about to say something and boast a little, fell silent. "I was fortunate enough to visit a teahouse once. It was really, well, as a farmer, I don't really know how to describe it. Anyway, it was just wonderful. The prices on the first floor were cheap. You could sit on a bench on the first floor and listen to storytelling with just a pot of tea."

"Old man, can you get to the point?"

The old man, urged on by someone, swallowed the words that were stuck in his throat. "I heard that this method was written by Mr. Wuming, and it was written in a storybook. It was written in great detail, and some of the recipes for the dishes have actually been figured out by restaurants!"

"Really? A storyteller is actually this amazing?"

"Of course, I've heard that some people have spent a fortune just to meet this mysterious writer! What a pity..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that we've never seen the true face of this writer!"

"Who is this VIP who spent so much money? Such generosity! If someone were to spend a fortune just to see me, I would definitely show my face!" This is gold! They've never seen anything like it in their lives!

"That's why he's different from us. Although Mr. Wuming writes low-class stories, he's incredibly talented. He's completely unmoved by material possessions. If you ask me, he truly deserves to be the most popular writer in Bianjing. He's truly a man of high moral character, incomparable to ordinary people like you..." The old man was still praising "Wuming," his eyes full of admiration.

He poured all the praise he knew into “ignorance”, and just as he was about to praise it, a voice suddenly broke in.

"What are you doing! Stop chatting! Don't let it interfere with your work!"

It was Xie Laoda's voice, and the people who were working and chatting immediately stopped talking.

Everyone in the room was listening intently to the gossip, almost absorbed, when they were suddenly interrupted, leaving them angry but unable to speak out.

However, Mr. Wuming, who was praised by everyone for his noble character and fearlessness, had actually been regretting it for a long time.

"Someone offered a fortune to see me! And I just missed the chance, my dear Bai! How come I only found out now? Waaaaah!"

While the people at the coal yard were discussing this matter, someone in the courtyard also happened to be talking about it.

Ye Yuwu was having breakfast in the courtyard when she was chatting with Huaping. Suddenly, Huaping told her about this, and Ye Yuwu was filled with regret.

Hua Ping was taken aback by Ye Yuwu's strong reaction and felt a little guilty. "Miss, I thought you didn't want to appear in front of everyone, which is why you refused!"

"I don't want my identity to be exposed to everyone, but that's gold!" Ye Yuwu cried out in anguish. "People die for money, birds die for food. I'll just show my face and get the gold. I'm not stupid, I'm short of money!"

Hua Ping was shocked by her words. She had probably never seen anyone speak of love for money with such "righteous indignation," and she never expected that the girl who was as pure as a white lotus in her heart would say such a thing.

Hua Ping's expression froze, then shattered. "Girl, I never expected you to be this kind of person."

It was too late to say anything; no matter how much Ye Yuwu regretted it, she no longer had a wealthy patron who had spent lavishly on her.

Within a few days, she began selling honeycomb briquettes everywhere. At first, she planned to sell them individually to the people.

Fortunately, the situation she had anticipated did not occur. Some merchants were indeed afraid of the power of her merchant guild and the Fifth Prince, but they still wanted to make money from it, so they secretly did business with Ye Yuwu.

Ye Yuwu was aware of the difficulties faced by these small merchants, so she did not make things difficult for them. Instead, she secretly cooperated with them and provided them with honeycomb briquettes.

“Miss, this is permitted by the imperial court, and we are considered imperial merchants. Why should we be afraid of this merchant guild and avoid them?” Hua Ping was quite puzzled, after all, they still held the skills to make honeycomb briquettes.

“We shouldn’t be afraid. We’re not afraid of open attacks, but we are afraid of covert ones. If they trip us up in the early stages, it will be difficult for us to control the situation. Besides, the Fifth Prince is still more powerful than us. If he has any ideas, he can easily get the court to replace us. We’ve finally managed to turn this situation around, and I don’t want to hand it over to them so easily.”

"So that's how it is." Hua Ping suddenly understood.

"It's not the right time to confront them yet; we'll have to wait for the right moment."

Ye Yuwu specially rented a shop at the city gate to sell honeycomb briquettes.

The shop wasn't big, but it was located near the city gate, so the rent was exorbitant. Ye Yuwu felt a pang of heartache when she paid the money.

After renting the shop, the storefront wasn't renovated much, so from the outside it still looks dusty and old, with a strong ancient and bustling atmosphere.

Looking along the stone-paved path surrounding the shop, you see shops lining both sides, and inside, the variety of goods is dazzling.

There was an empty space in front of Ye Yuwu's newly rented shop, but no one was setting up stalls there.

The other shops were surrounded by all sorts of stalls, and the vendors' shouts filled the air, making the whole street look incredibly lively. It has to be said that Bianjing City Gate truly deserves to be one of the most prosperous places.

Although the Salt and Iron Bureau would not interfere with how they sold the coal, meaning that this matter was no longer under their jurisdiction, the price had to be low.

After this winter, how much it rises is up to her.

Even after the cold winter, people will still sell it, since they still need to rely on coal for cooking at home.

It's just that it's used less often.

Many people were coming and going from inside and outside the city gates, but this was the first time they had ever seen coal for sale.

After inquiring, I learned that the coal shop was in cooperation with the imperial court, so the coal was guaranteed.

These people then heard that coal was cheap, costing only eighty coins per weighing, which they could hardly believe.

"Can you even use coal that costs eighty coins? Will it even burn? Don't try to fool us with inferior stuff!"

"It works really well. Have you ever tried the Wen Ding (heating pot) at Cha Yun He? That Wen Ding is heated with this coal, and it's even more thoroughly heated than raw coal!"

"real or fake?"

"Whether it's real or fake, if you don't buy it now, it'll be gone! A lot of people have already gone to the store to buy it."

Upon closer inspection, the once empty shop was now instantly crowded with people, some of whom were raising their hands, holding silver and copper coins, and shouting, "Give me three weighings!"

The sight of this scene was truly astonishing to the people entering and leaving the city!

The flow of people outside the gates of Bianjing was enormous, including not only residents of the capital, but also merchants from nearby villages and people of all social standing.

They hadn't expected so many people at the shop near the city gate. After asking around, they learned that it was selling coal, which looked different from ordinary coal, and most importantly, it was cheap.

They inquired about the price, and soon these people joined the rush to buy coal.