Chapter 170 Guarantee

Words : 1365 Updated : Sep 19th, 2025

Beaten terribly but laughing wildly, everyone was curious about what had happened. One asked another. They asked about the reason behind the servant’s hysterical laughter — Prince NanAn wanted to open an ice shop and had threatened them to shut down their store. One rumor spreads to ten, ten to a hundred. Quickly, everyone knew about this. Many people secretly laughed at Prince NanAn for being too arrogant, attempting the impossible, not knowing his own limits. Drunken Immortal Pavilion. At noon, the downstairs was full of people. With more people, there was more gossip, and they were talking about Prince NanAn opening an ice shop. "The price of ice is too expensive. If there really could be a big ice shop, maybe it could reduce the price of ice blocks," someone said. "It’s really good to reduce the price of ice blocks, but where do these ice blocks come from?" "Song’s Ice Shop has been open for ten years. The ice sold in summer is stored from winter. Where did Prince NanAn get ice to sell?" someone remarked. "Could it be that Prince NanAn has been planning to sell ice for a long time?" someone asked curiously. "Absolutely not. Just a few days ago, Prince NanAn sent a servant to buy ice. Seeing his closeness with the Dongxiang Marquis Mansion, Song’s Ice Shop refused to sell to him... hmm, not exactly refuse, but priced one piece of ice at ten taels of silver, so Prince NanAn didn’t buy." "Ten taels?!" "Yes, ten taels. Now that it’s blown up, Song’s Ice Shop said they wouldn’t sell to Prince NanAn even for twenty taels." "....." These words drifted word by word upstairs. Inside a private room — Prince NanAn was eating with some colleagues. Prince NanAn’s face was cold, Lord Li, sitting to his left, looked at him and said, "Does the Commandery Prince not know that the ice shop is backed by Duke Chong’s Mansion?" Prince NanAn didn’t speak. Lord Zhao, sitting across from him, said, "Ever since Marquis Dongxiang came to the Capital, Duke Chong has suffered setbacks one after another, becoming much more irritable. Although the ice shop is nothing to Duke Chong’s Mansion, who can guarantee he won’t take it to heart? His influence in the court is immense, Prince..." Prince NanAn frowned, saying, "This must be a rumor. After being robbed by the Eldest Young Master of Duke Zhen’s Mansion, my son’s money was so tight that even meals were difficult, so how could he have the money to buy a shop? Let alone sell ice?" Before his voice fell, a commotion arose downstairs. Someone shouted, "Prince NanAn is here!" Prince NanAn, Chu Shun, the Heir of Marquis Beining, and the Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo walked in. They were graceful and dignified. The waiter from Drunken Immortal Pavilion greeted them, "Sirs, it’s been a few days since you last came to eat at our Drunken Immortal Pavilion." Chu Shun tapped the waiter’s forehead with his folded fan, "Do you still not know why we haven’t come to eat these days?" The waiter grinned brightly. The Eldest Young Madam of Duke Zhen’s Mansion requested two Imperial Chefs from the Emperor. With Imperial Chefs in the mansion, who would be foolish enough to come to Drunken Immortal Pavilion to eat? "Then, sirs, why did you come today?" the waiter eagerly asked. Prince NanAn glanced around and said, "Everyone on the streets is discussing about me opening a shop, saying I’m arrogant, attempting the impossible, so I have to say a few words?" Upstairs, Lord Zhao looked at Prince NanAn and laughed, "It’s indeed a rumor, the Commandery Prince clarifies it publicly, even if Duke Chong was angry, he’d let it go." Prince NanAn’s expression improved a bit. Downstairs, someone said, "Could the rumor be false, and the Commandery Prince really never intended to open an ice shop?" "The ice shop will open in a few days," Prince NanAn said, shaking the jade fan. "....." Everyone was stunned. This was the Commandery Prince personally admitting it. Prince NanAn’s face turned ashen, and he heavily placed the wine cup on the table, spilling some wine. "I have always been modest, never doing things impossible," said Prince NanAn. "....." Modest? Everyone’s mouths twitched uncontrollably. Commandery Prince, do you even know how to write the word modest? Do you understand you’re openly challenging Duke Chong’s Mansion? Chu Shun patted Prince NanAn’s shoulder, "Get to the point." Prince NanAn chuckled, "Everyone knows the price of ice is two taels of silver per piece. In a few days when our ice shop opens, it’ll be one tael per piece, and the ice blocks will only be larger." "For the first three days of opening, for every hundred pieces of ice bought, ten pieces are free." "....." This price is touching. Those who can afford to eat at Drunken Immortal Pavilion live well off. In the scorching heat, the mansion needs to buy some ice to cool off and preserve food. Buying ice every summer is a significant expense. Someone doubted, "Commandery Prince, are you joking with us, selling each piece of ice for one tael, and giving extras for large purchases? This isn’t just losing money; it’s selling for less than the price of undergarments." Laughter filled the room. Prince NanAn didn’t get angry, he just smiled, "Does it look like I’m joking with you?" "Doesn’t look like it," someone shook his head. Someone laughed, "If it’s really that cheap, there’ll be a lot of buyers. Where will the Commandery Prince get so much ice to sell?" "Since I’m saying this, naturally there won’t be a shortage of ice to sell. If thousands of pieces are sold in a day, the ice shop can’t meet the demand. However, this weather isn’t that hot, the demand isn’t that high, but the shop accepts reservations: a hundred and ten pieces of ice for a hundred taels of silver. Whenever you want them, say the word, we’ll deliver the ice within two days." "If we don’t fulfill, the deposit is doubled in return." "For all the above, I use the name of Prince NanAn Mansion as a guarantee..." Prince NanAn talked fluently and endlessly. The Heir of Marquis Beining patted his shoulder, signaling him to look up. On the balcony upstairs. Prince NanAn’s eyes were burning with fury. Prince NanAn, ".....!!!" Mother! Why is Father here?! "Commandery Prince, you’re dead this time," the Heir of Marquis Beining said sympathetically. Prince NanAn held back and said, "Not just me, but also the Beining Marquis Mansion, Marquis Jingguo Mansion, and Duke Dingguo Mansion can all vouch." A man walked to Prince NanAn’s side. His face wasn’t much better than Prince NanAn’s. Marquis Beining, ".....!!!" Mother. Why is his father here too?! The man was none other than Marquis Beining himself. Prince NanAn angrily shouted, "Rebellious son! Get back to the mansion now!" Prince NanAn’s forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he didn’t run. Because if he ran, everything he just said would be nonsense, making it a laughingstock. Prince NanAn risked it all and said, "It’s perfect that my father is here; he can vouch for me!" Prince NanAn nearly exploded with anger. Everyone, "....." Prince NanAn was going to call someone to tie his son up and take him back. Prince NanAn urgently said, "Father, we only own half of the ice shop, the other half belongs to the Eldest Young Madam of Duke Zhen’s Mansion. Don’t get people to shut the shop down; there are past lessons we must learn from." "For the next few days, I won’t return to the Commandery Prince Mansion. You and mother take care!" Before the words finished, he was already gone. Fleeing in disarray, he wasn’t the only one; the Heir of Marquis Beining ran too. The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo looked at Chu Shun and asked, "They both ran; what about us?" Chu Shun sighed, "Going home is definitely going to lead to a beating. Let’s hide first." "Where can we hide where we won’t be found?" The Eldest Young Master of Duke Dingguo could already feel the power of his family’s feather duster. "Dongxiang Marquis Mansion." "....."

Chapter 170 Guarantee

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