After eating dumplings in Qingfeng Building, Di Chen'er and Jiang Huiqing followed the demon spirit Nezha out of Qingfeng Building. After observing the terrain left and right, he walked towards the direction of West Street.

When he saw Di Chen'er who did not follow him in time, he was still standing at the door of Chunfeng Tower and twisting his head to look inside, he couldn't help laughing and scolding, urging: "Hurry up, don't disturb my good mood!"

Di Chen'er responded and hurriedly followed.

At this time, Jiang Huiqing's face was still ugly. Di Chen'er hit her with her elbow. The latter returned the courtesy and smashed it hard at Di Chen'er's lower abdomen, causing Di Chen'er to almost spit out the two bowls of dumplings he had eaten.

"Are you still angry?"

Lord Di Chener had a lot of them and said apologetically: "I did have something wrong before. I lost my temper at you without your knowledge. I'm sorry."

Jiang Huiqing looked at him, opened his mouth slightly, but soon closed it again, twisted his head away in a cold voice, without saying a word.

Di Chen'er pleased and said, "I will pay for the tea house later. What stories do you want to hear? I will pay for the sweet dates and candied fruits you want to eat. How about it?"

This was supposed to be what you did! Jiang Huiqing thought so, after all, she had no money, so she didn't say a word.

Di Chen'er said, "If that's the case, you can pay for the tea and water. If you are greedy, don't beg me."

snort--

Jiang Huiqing snorted coldly and speeded up.

Di Chen'er, who was left behind, shook her head helplessly and sighed.

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When he arrived at the teahouse of the gathering and separation, the demon spirit Nezha had not yet become excited. Jiang Huiqing followed a hall to the second floor listening room first. His curious big eyes looked like a little mouse stealing oil and eating.

Nezha, who held his head in his hands, asked, "Will you coax your wife? If you don't know, I will help you?"

"You can?" Di Chen'er frivolously, "You probably don't know what kind of gratitude 'wife' is, haha..."

The demon spirit Nezha glared at him with a fierce look and waved his hand, "If you don't need it, forget it, go 'enjoy' by yourself."

After saying that, he quickly walked up to the second floor listening room. Jiang Huiqing, who had already occupied a seat, waved to him. When she saw Di Chen'er the next moment, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, snorted coldly, and sat at the tea table without saying a word.

All three of them sat down. Nezha waved to the hall. When he arrived, he boldly ordered a pot of Longjing, a plate of melon seeds, a plate of plum blossoms, a plate of crisp dates and a seasonal fruit plate.

His boldness attracted countless envious gazes around him, and also made the waiter show his wife's happy smile when she gave birth to a son.

"You really know more."

Di Chen'er complained, silently grasped a gold and stone, and handed it to the paotang who was asking for money at the demon spirit Nezha. Then he pointed to Jiang Huiqing, "Don't need to find the rest. When the girl is greedy and wants to eat, if she waves her hand, you will put it on the plate. If the money is not enough, ask me again."

"Okay, Master, wait a moment, sir will come soon." Paotang nodded and bowed politely. When he stepped down, he did not forget to look at Jiang Huiqing and said, "Miss, you are so lucky."

Jiang Huiqing wanted to refute something, but she would not attack a hall, so she stood up and sat back again. But after the candied fruit plates were served, she just glanced at them neatly, just not eating a melon or a date.

Di Chen'er stuffed a plum blossom into her mouth and pretended to suck the mouth water, "It's so sour~"

He grabbed a lot of demon spirit Nezha who was holding it in his palm and frowned slightly, "Is it sour? I think it's just right to be sweet and sour."

"Sour, sour!" Di Chen'er looked at Jiang Huiqing and raised her eyebrows, 'tsk' in her mouth, and then started smacking her lips again, "Well~ It's really delicious. When she goes back, she must take away a hundred kilograms."

Hearing the word "sour", Jiang Huiqing was already drooling in her mouth. She didn't even dare to swallow her saliva openly, for fear that the disgusting white-clothed demon king would catch any handle and mock her for being greedy.

Crunch-

"Hey, this date is so crispy, it's very hydrated, crispy and sweet."

Di Chen'er looked like she had never seen the world before, and she caught the eye of the demon spirit Nezha, "No, can we accept your magical power?"

"That's not to resist the deliciousness of this thing." Di Chen'er picked up a crispy date and handed it to Jiang Huiqing who was secretly glancing here. "Come on, Miss Jiang will try one too. If you don't taste it, you will probably have no chance."

As he said that, he curled his lips to the empty crispy date Xiaodie.

Jiang Huiqing, who could no longer stand her, snatched the last crispy date from him. Just when Di Chen'er thought she was going to stuff it into her mouth, she suddenly threw the crispy date on the floor, and then rolled out a long distance into the table under the other table. Then, it was like stepping on Di Chen'er's head, exerting extra force, and the entire second floor was trembling.

Di Chen'er was stunned by the sight and couldn't help swallowing.

Then he saw Jiang Huiqing, who was irritated from his face, crawling out from under the table, shouting at the dumbfounded pavilion, "Talk plums, crispy dates, all kinds of candied fruits, and fruits are brought to my aunt ten plates!"

After talking, the audience was silent, their eyes widened, and their eyes followed the "wealthy" girl.

"Look, what are you looking at!? Look again and dig your eyes for you..." She suddenly stopped, as if she had thought of something, and then shouted at the runner-up: "The tables that were sitting in the audience were all on the disc according to the standard that my aunt had just used. Today, the whole audience's consumption will be paid by this young master!"

After saying that, she pointed hard at Di Chen'er, who was about to stare out of her eyes, and then sat back to her seat angrily, panting there, as if she had just had a fight with someone.

Paotang swallowed and looked at Di Chen'er in embarrassment. Then everyone in the audience fixed their eyes on him. He rubbed his eyebrows and nodded to Paotang.

In an instant, the second floor of the teahouse, which was originally silent, burst into cheers at this moment.

Di Chen'er was taking out his earwax and felt that all this was too noisy.

Jiang Huiqing showed a powerful expression like "I'm a little bitch, fighting with my aunt, but I can't fight you to death."

The demon spirit Nezha laughed and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay, who made you rich~"

The key is... you can't make this even if you have money!

At this moment, a fat man and a handsome man walked up to the second floor and silently found a tea table in the corner to sit down.

Di Chen'er looked at her eyes slanted, and her face suddenly became gloomy.

Jiang Huiqing snorted coldly, took a crispy date from the palm of the demon spirit Nezha's hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Did you see that, that dark-faced person can eat people."

Hearing this, the demon spirit Nezha slapped the table and laughed, and gave Jiang Huiqing a thumbs up, "Miss Jiang, your move is really amazing! I admire you!"

Jiang Huiqing smugly said, "What's this? Not long ago, Sister An and I were having dinner in the Yingdu Tavern. One person wanted to tease Sister An. After dinner, I directly grabbed the thief into an alley without a man, and gave him a sword to "crack" the things in his crotch!"

The demon spirit Nezha shivered and quickly clamped the plate, but couldn't help but ask curiously, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Jiang Huiqing's eyes were vague, and then he added coldly, "So, don't mess with your aunt if you're okay, force her to be impatient, be careful not to be absent!"

Speaking of this, she glanced at Di Chen'er intentionally or unintentionally, and saw that his face had not increased. She snorted coldly in anger, "It's useless to pretend not to hear it. Anyway, it's better not to mess with my aunt."

Seeing that Di Chen'er was still unmoved, she felt that she was unable to get out of Taiwan for a moment.

But at this moment, a loud eagle cry suddenly came from outside the window. Jiang Huiqing hurriedly took out the wooden whistle and blew it. When Hai Dongqing, named "A Tian", flew down from the window to her, she felt that she had a step and never took the initiative to provoke that annoying guy again.

The pawnshop put food on all the tables as much as possible. He rubbed his hands and walked to Di Chener's side, laughing and said, "Master, you only need to take out two more gold."

Di Chen'er, who was pulled back to her thoughts, was stunned, "Is it so expensive?"

Paotang said aggrievedly: "My Lord, this is the current market. Prices rise in heavy rain for seven consecutive days, but it is not a temporary price increase for small shops."

Di Chen'er, who was too lazy to say anything to him, gave him two more gold and stones. The hall left in a very happy mood. Di Chen'er deliberately listened. After he went downstairs, he said to someone: "You are stupid and have a lot of money, and the noble man is easy to cheat."

I knew it was like this, Di Chen'er just glanced at Jiang Huiqing, who had already started to play with the eagle at some point, but in the end he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Bang-

As soon as the auspicious wood sounded, the storyteller suddenly rubbed the folding fan, and the rich expression of the mouth opened with a crisp sound, "I will continue to say last time today, dear guests, I have been waiting for you for a long time~"

Just one sentence caused thunderous applause.

Jiang Huiqing, who was stuffed with food in his mouth, asked the demon spirit Nezha in a low voice, "Is the storytellers in the teahouse so popular?"

The demon spirit Nezha curled his lips and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Di Chen'er interrupted and said, "I think it's not that this storyteller has superb skills or the stories he tells are talked about."

Jiang Huiqingyi understood the "Oh" and then she reacted and snorted coldly, spat: "Talk more and talkative!"

This arrogant attitude made Di Chener smile helplessly.

Bang-
Chapter completed!