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The anti-theft time is 24 hours
The first-rate building was divided into three floors,
The bottom two floors were the hall,
The top floor was the private room. And on the north side of the hall on the first floor, there was a huge stage,
On the stage,
An old man with half-white hair was playing the Erhu with his eyes closed, and a beautiful girl in her twenties was singing a little song with her hands pointing orchids.
Shuijing and Wen Dongyan were sitting by the window on the second floor,
Sitting with them was a fair-skinned youth who was about 15 or 16 years old,
His pair of black eyes were very spirited.
"This is the tea that the emperor emeritus once praised personally?" He picked up the teacup and took two sips, smacking his lips twice,
And said, "It's no different from a large bowl of herbal tea that costs one copper coin at a street stall,
In comparison, Chongjiu still prefers that large bowl of herbal tea,
That's more enjoyable to drink. "
Shuijing was speechless when he heard this,
"Just based on your words..,
You can't be a cultured person in this lifetime. "
"What's so good about being a cultured person? It's easy to become a bookworm if you read too much. I'm so smart because I've never read. "
Chongjiu's words revealed a trace of pride. However, this pride disappeared when he saw Wen Dongyan smile at him,
He immediately quieted down and sat down obediently. He secretly prayed that Mr. Wen, who had read a lot of books, would not make things difficult for him because of the word "bookworm".
Wen Dongyan didn't seem to care,
He only smiled and said, "This pot of tea is only 20 taels of silver,
The emperor emeritus once praised the tea for more than this price. "
Chongjiu immediately looked at Shuijing resentfully when he heard this,
It was rare for him to be invited to tea, but he didn't treat him to the best tea.
Shuijing lazily rolled his eyes,
"Haven't you heard that wild boars can't eat fine chaff? That guy said that the tea would definitely not be any better! "
Chongjiu originally felt a little hurt when he heard the first sentence. He felt that his master was too good at mocking people, but when he heard the second sentence, he was happy again. No matter who he was talking about, as long as he wasn't talking about him, it was fine.
Now that he was happy, he became more talkative.
"… If we're talking about jewelry stores, the best one would be the White Sleeves shop in the south of the city. Although the shop was small and the alley was deep, it was an old shop that had been in business for a hundred years. If this prince wants to buy a piece of jewelry for madam, you can go to this shop … But if you want to buy an antique, you absolutely cannot go to the Xuan Bao Hall in the east of the city. That shopkeeper is famous in the trade for 'fake goods'. As long as you don't know the value of goods and go to his shop, you will only get some worthless imitation goods. "
"However, the reason why this' fake Wu 'dares to be so brazen is because he has a backer. His wife was the daughter of the Jinling Zhen family's First Madam, a seventh-ranked official in front of the Prime Minister's residence. This Zhen family was also the local tyrant of Jinling. Even if the Ying Tian Prefecture's magistrate came, he would still have to give him some face. Because of this relationship, even if someone found out that they had been deceived, they would not dare to go up and argue. After all, they don't sell all fake goods. Who asked you to be so ignorant? "
He shook his head and sighed twice. Suddenly, his face became excited and he said, "However, a very interesting thing happened in the past few days. Master must know about the capital's Jia family. It's the Jia family of the four great clans, 'Jia Shi', 'Wang', 'Xue'. A few days ago, that Jia Xie from Rongguo Province came to the old mansion in Jinling to pay respects to his ancestors. Although he said that, he only obediently stayed in the old mansion on the first day. The rest of the time, he actually stayed in the red-light streets and willow alleys. I don't know if his Jia family's ancestors would be so angry that they would crawl out of the ground if they knew. "
"However, this Rongguo Province's First Master, in addition to liking the red-light streets and willow alleys, also likes to visit antique shops. I don't know if someone had bad intentions or wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but they deliberately brought him to the Xuan Bao Hall. This' fake Wu 'is really bold. Regardless of the relationship between the Rongguo Province and the Zhen family, he ruthlessly slaughtered the Rongguo Province's First Master. I heard that this Rongguo Province's First Master is a scoundrel. He is also a shameless old scoundrel. When he finds out the truth, won't he smash the Xuan Bao Hall? When the time comes, the dogs will bite each other. Not only will everyone be able to watch the show, but they will also be able to vent their anger. "
After talking for a long time, Chongjiu felt that his mouth and tongue were dry. He picked up the teapot and poured himself several cups of tea. After gulping it down, the thirst in his throat subsided. He wiped his mouth and was about to continue talking about some interesting things in Jinling when he saw the Shuijing's dark face. His complexion was quite unsightly.
His heart trembled as he looked pitifully at Wen Dongyan. In his mind, he quickly recalled what he had said that made his master unhappy.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and smiled. "Actually, you didn't say anything. It's just that the scoundrel you just mentioned, the First Master of Rongguo Province's First Master, was once my master's study companion."
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"Hurry up and let go of this First Master! Do you know who this First Master is? This First Master is a hereditary First Master General. What kind of thing is your First Master! Your First Master! Is a hereditary First Master General someone you can see whenever you want!? Hurry up and let this First Master go, then tell your First Master to obediently kowtow to this First Master three times. This First Master will be merciful and pretend that this didn't happen. Otherwise, all of you will have to bear the consequences! "
There was a lot of noise outside the door, but it was quiet inside.
Wen Dongyan waved his goose feather fan and said with a smile, "This First Master She is a wonderful person."
Shuijing's mouth twitched. He didn't know what to say to this former study companion. He was originally someone who didn't know what to say in a situation, but now he seemed to be even more of a mess. He simply picked up his teacup and lowered his head to sip.
Chongjiu looked down and wondered whether the 'wonderful' Wen Dongyan said was a good word or a sarcastic one.
"Are all of you mute! This First Master is telling you, it's useless to pretend to be mute! This First Master's servants must have already discovered that this First Master is missing. You better hurry up and let this First Master go! When this First Master's servants report this to the officials and bring the soldiers to find this First Master, just wait for your heads to fall to the ground! "
The two shadow guards who were holding the First Master's hands to the left and right felt their ears hurt from the noise. They wanted nothing more than to take a smelly cloth and stuff his mouth, but they couldn't do that. Thus, the two of them walked faster and faster without prior agreement, their feet moving like the wind.
"Master, this subordinate has brought him here."
The First Master was finally free. He aggressively walked in front of Shuijing, pointed at his nose, and loudly scolded, "You …!"
Chongjiu didn't expect such a situation to occur and hurriedly went forward to stop him. Unexpectedly, the First Master looked as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes and mouth were wide open, and he looked like he was overly frightened. Then, with a loud bang, he knelt on the ground with both knees. Just the sound alone was enough to make people feel the pain in their knees.
"First Master …" He looked at Shuijing without blinking. His eyes quickly became moist, his old face was red, and his whole body was trembling. "First Master …" He shouted again, his voice mixed with excitement and disbelief.
Shuijing made an "en" sound, then turned his attention from the teacup to the First Master. However, the moment he saw him, he spat out the tea in his mouth.
The First Master, who was sprayed in the face, was speechless.
Because of this person's good looks, the people in the entire county, regardless of whether they were men or women, from the elderly to the children of four or five years old, liked to look for trouble and come to the east of the city to look at him. It was a disguised way to improve the economy of the surrounding area.
It was reasonable to say that this fortune-teller's business should be very good with so many people coming and going. However, the strange thing was that there was no one in front of his fortune-telling stall. Compared to the bustling business around him, it was even more miserable. Some people who didn't know wanted to have their fortunes told. Regardless of whether it was accurate or not, it was a great blessing to be able to have a close conversation with such a good-looking person. However, when they saw the words on the fortune-telling banner beside him, they could only stop and leave regretfully.
This was also the difference between this fortune-teller and the ordinary fortune-tellers. Ordinary fortune-tellers' banners had words like "Ask for Fortune", "Half Immortal X", "Divine Fortune Telling", and so on. However, this fortune-telling banner had the words "10 taels of silver per fortune" written on it. It was full of arrogance.
However, most of the people in the county were poor farmers. 10 taels of silver was equivalent to a year of their family's expenses. Even if their family was slightly wealthy, they were not willing to spend this money on fortune-telling. Therefore, for a few days, no one knew the name of this fortune-teller or whether his fortune-telling skills were accurate or not.
On this day, just as the sun was about to set and this fortune-teller was about to fall into the embarrassing situation of "not opening for business", a group of burly men with ferocious faces walked over from the corner of the street. Their small eyes faintly glowed with a fierce light, and they were all equipped with black sheathed steel knives at their waists.
When the surrounding peddlers saw them, they all shrunk back and lowered their heads, not daring to speak. The commoners who came out to buy things also lowered their heads and carefully walked in the opposite direction with small steps, fearing that they would encounter this group of ferocious men.
When the fortune-teller heard the movement, he only lazily opened his eyes to take a look, and then closed his eyes to continue sleeping.
This group of burly men fiercely looked around in a circle, pressuring the crowd to the point that they did not dare to breathe loudly. Only then did they aggressively walk in front of the fortune-teller's stall. The leader of the group slammed his palm on the table and viciously said, "Fortune-Teller, come and tell our fortunes for us brothers!"
The muscles on his face trembled a few times, and the thick flame of wanting to find fault with him soared to the sky.
The surrounding people all prayed in their hearts that this fortune-teller would be tactful and not offend this group of Kings of Hell. Otherwise, if they wanted to see such a handsome young man again, they did not know when they would have to wait.
The fortune-teller clearly did not hear their inner thoughts. He only half opened his eyes and stared at the shaking table. When the table stopped shaking, he raised his eyes to look at the group of burly men. "10 taels per fortune. Pay first and then the fortune will be told." His voice was indifferent and clear, without fear or anger.
The group of burly men sneered one after another. The leader of the group snorted disdainfully, "Stinky fortune-teller, do you know who we are!? This piece of land belongs to us. If you want to have your fortune told here, you have to pay us the market fee! "
"That's right, it's your good fortune to be able to tell our fortunes! I don't know where you got the guts to set up a stall here without our big brother's permission. Big brother, let's teach him a lesson and let him know how powerful you are. "
The leader of the burly men glared and scolded, "Shut up! We are doing honest business, not some ruffian who collects protection fees. As long as you pay the market fee, you are our guest. Unless, there is someone who doesn't know what's good for them. "The second half of the sentence was quite meaningful.
"Market fee? This is the first time I've heard of it. This name is quite good. "The fortune-teller nodded," How do you collect the market fee? "
The leader of the burly men said, "10 taels per fortune. This business of yours is earning money quickly. I won't collect much, just 100 taels per month. You can earn this money by telling the fortunes of ten people. My fee is quite reasonable, right? "
The surrounding people sucked in a breath of cold air. 100 taels of silver, many of them would never see so much money in their entire lives.
The fortune-teller's expression was calm as he continued, "It is very reasonable. But, "he raised his eyebrows," what if I don't pay? "
"Don't pay? As long as you step into this market, you have to pay me a month's worth of money. If you don't have the money, you can go to the South Wind Restaurant and become a rabbit master to repay me. " The leader of the burly men sized up the fortune-teller, "With your good looks, you should be able to repay me quickly."
The fortune-teller's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up into a smile, "There are ten of you in total. How about I tell each of your fortunes to pay the market fee?"
He slowly straightened his body and the red light sprinkled on his smooth jade face, revealing a layer of frost, "It is said that birds of a feather flock together, and people are the same. Looking at everyone's faces, it is the same. Everyone's face is dark and gloomy, and there is a faint trace of blood on your forehead. This is a sign of a bloody disaster. I advise everyone to return home as soon as possible. It is best if you don't leave your house for the next few days to avoid the disaster. "
"Nonsense! You dare to curse me!? "
The leader of the burly men was so angry that his face turned green. He didn't believe that this fortune-teller had any real ability. He only felt that this fortune-teller relied on his face to swindle people. Now that he saw him cursing him like this, it was simply stepping on his face. How could he not be angry?
He sneered and raised his head to shout, "Brothers, tear down the stall! Take this rabbit master away! "
"Yes." The person behind him replied with a hint of excitement in his voice.
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