As soon as he entered, a rather clever young man with a towel on his shoulder immediately said with a smile, "Oh, Mr. Jiang is here. Please come in."
Jiang Tian entered a private room, took off his leather hat, and said with a smile, "I don't have any money to reward you. It's useless no matter how enthusiastic you are."
The waiter smiled and said, "Look at what you're saying. The shopkeeper has ordered that the first seat by the window on the east side will always be reserved for you."
As he spoke, he walked quickly to the seat by the window on the east side. He swept the towel in his hand and bent down to step back.
Jiang Tian sat on the bench. Not long after, the waiter served a few dishes and a small charcoal pot with boiling water.
Jiang Tian put the flagon in his hand in the small pot and began to warm the wine.
He poured a cup of wine and drank it from time to time. Jiang Tian just sat there and watched people enter the teahouse one after another.
Gradually, more and more people entered the teahouse.
After about an hour, a storyteller in a black robe with three strands of white beard came out from the back room.
As soon as this person appeared, the teahouse was immediately filled with cheers and it was quite lively.
"Bang!"
The storyteller slammed the gavel and the guests below fell silent.
"The peach blossoms without an owner, the tobacco leaves with night crows. A few old wells surrounded by ruins have always been mine. "
The storyteller said,
"Today, the Vermilion Bird Sect of the Blackmoon Empire rebelled. With the help of his teacher, the Iron Hand Saint, the Crown Prince of Yachang slaughtered 13 dukes and abolished the feudal system. He became the Emperor of Yachang! However, the other eight dukes were unwilling to lose their fiefs and titles, so they sent troops to suppress them. The Blackmoon Empire fell into chaos, and the people were in a terrible situation … "
In fact, his book was half true and half false. It was like a historical novel with some deductions of historical events.
It could be said that Jiang Tian's reform in the Eastern Empire had a far-reaching impact.
In ten years, the advantages of the county system were fully revealed. It completely stimulated the potential of the people. Talents came out in large numbers. The country was strong and the people were rich. The central government centralized power, and the people were still full of vitality. It entered a glorious era.
Today, although the major empires through different ways, they all implemented the county system.
Some of them were drinking a cup of wine to dispel their military power, some were attacking them one by one, and some were waging war …
Jiang Tian listened to the storyteller with a smile while drinking fruit wine.
He had been living like this for more than a year.
A moment later, a slightly plump middle-aged man wearing a thick cloth jacket hurriedly walked out from the back room.
He quickly walked to Jiang Tian's side and sat down. The waiter respectfully served him a pot of wine.
The middle-aged fat man immediately filled the cup and drank it in one gulp. He looked at Jiang Tian and said awkwardly, "Mr. Jiang, this …"
Jiang Tian picked up the wine jug and took a sip. He smiled and said, "Manager Li, I'm not here to collect rent today. Don't worry."
The middle-aged fatty immediately heaved a sigh of relief and said with an apologetic smile, "Business isn't good. Although I have a lot of people here now, it cost me a lot of crystals to invite this Storyteller Troupe. Sigh, it's not easy to do business in this world."
Jiang Tian smiled and didn't say anything. Instead, he quietly listened to the storyteller.
The middle-aged fatty's surname was Li, and his name was Jiang Tian. Until now, he still didn't know. Two years ago, this man went to Jiang Tian and mortgaged this shop. He begged and begged to borrow 200 crystals, and he still hadn't paid the money back.
This shop had now become Jiang Tian's.
In the past year, he saw that Jiang Tian came almost every day. He felt uneasy and often came to find out what was going on.
After Fatty Li left, the sound of a string instrument rang out, and another group of beautiful performers went on stage to sing.
As the performer's beautiful eyes turned, the men in the teahouse cheered.
At this moment, a rather obscene voice came from outside the teahouse.
"Oh, this little girl sang well. She lured me here from the north of the city. Good!"
The moment the voice came, an old man in a gray cotton robe walked in. The old man's hair was messy, his face was blue and purple, and there were several big footprints on his chest and lapel.
As soon as he came in, he immediately cheered loudly. The waiter frowned and scolded,
"Where did this beggar come from? Go away. I have no money today!" As he spoke, he stepped forward and was about to push him away.
The old man stared and said, "You touch me! If you dare to touch me, I won't get up! I'm here today to listen to the opera! "
The moment Jiang Tian saw the old man, his eyes suddenly flashed with a light that hadn't been seen for many years.
This old man's strength was not bad. He was actually at the Sage Realm.
The manager of the teahouse sitting opposite Jiang Tian, the middle-aged fatty, immediately frowned, stood up, and walked quickly to the door.
He rummaged in his pocket for a long time, and finally took out a piece of coarse crystal, which was not even a low-grade crystal. After throwing it to the old man, he said,
"I've given you the money. Hurry up and leave. It's really bad luck."
The old man took the turbid crystal and bit it with his teeth. He grinned at the waiter and said, "Yes, it's true.
"Yes, it's true. Crystal stones are the hard currency. Do you see that? Your shopkeeper is quite sensible. Hmph."
As he spoke, he threw the crystal stone in his hand, which fell into the waiter's hand, and said proudly,
"A pot of good tea!"
Then, his gaze swept over and landed on Jiang Tian. He walked over.
Jiang Tian's heart skipped a beat, and he narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be that this man knew that he was a cultivator?
But after a while, he realized that he should be overthinking.
At this time, in the whole teahouse, only Jiang Tian's table was occupied. The rest were all occupied.
The waiter was stunned for a moment. He looked at the turbid crystal in his hand, and then looked at the manager with a helpless face.
He had seen many beggars, but this was the first time he had seen one who asked for money to buy tea.
"Mr. Jiang is our distinguished guest. This seat … you can't sit there!"
The middle-aged fat man's face twitched. He rolled up his sleeves and was about to throw the old beggar out.
But at this time, Jiang Tian raised his hand and said, "Forget it."
"I've given you the money. Why don't you buy something to eat? You just want to drink tea … Forget it. Serve him tea! "
The middle-aged fat man immediately paused. He hesitated for a moment, muttered a few words, and turned to the back room.
"Little brother, you're quite sensible."
The old man smiled, picked up Jiang Tian's fruit wine, poured himself a cup, and took a sip happily.
"Tsk tsk, good wine!"
The strange old man smacked his lips, looked at Jiang Tian, and suddenly exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Wow, wow.
"Wah, incredible, incredible! This old man saw a beam of spiritual light shoot out from the top of your head. You know that at such a young age, you have a body of muscles and bones. You must be a rare cultivation genius. "
Jiang Tian was speechless.
This line, why was it so familiar?
The old beggar suddenly took out a tattered book from his bosom. His face became stern as he solemnly said, "This is the first time I've seen you.
"As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will? Are you interested in cultivating with me and practicing peerless skills? The great task of punishing evil and promoting good, and maintaining world peace is handed over to you! I'll sell you a copy of the peerless Godly Skill 'The Buddha's Palm'! Only fifty pieces of low-grade crystal stones! "
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