Butler Yan led everyone out of the quiet alley in front of the main mansion and turned onto the main road in the city. The lively scene in Anyang City immediately became richer. It was already mid-morning, and it was the market day in Anyang City.
, this flow of people is even more bustling. There are people shouting, carrying burdens, and holding children, and the flow is endless.
Qiao Xianyong, Huanxiang and other people were dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary temperament, so when passers-by saw them, they all moved out of the way. Qiao Xianyong did not expect that the saying "a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle" was so close to reality, he couldn't help but laugh. They couldn't help but laugh.
A few people walked and stopped, chatting and laughing all the way. The two girls Qi'er and Huanxiang were even more curious, and they kept hearing sweet words.
Qiao Xianyong walked behind Huanxiang, looking around to see if there was anyone unusual. Suddenly, a thin man in black stumbled out of the oncoming crowd. The man was wearing a very tight hat.
Big, even covering his eyes, with two small tufts of beard on his chin. Qiao Xianyong didn't pay attention to this man at first, but the man seemed to be walking extremely unsteady. He didn't know whether he was drunk or something. When he passed by Qiao Xianyong,
Her foot slipped and hit him beside him.
Qiao Xianyong was about to reach out to help him, but he didn't expect the man in black to be quite agile. He quickly stood up straight and walked back. Butler Yan noticed this small detail and said quickly, "Master, are you okay?"
The man in black cursed in the direction he was heading, "You don't have eyes! You'll feel better if I let grandpa see you next time!" But the man in black had long since disappeared into the crowd, and probably didn't even listen.
to Butler Yan’s earnest teachings.
Qiao Xianyong shook his head and said it didn't matter. But he was quite surprised in his heart. The man in black bumped into him with great force. He was obviously a man of martial arts. When he got close to him, he said in a very soft voice, "We meet again, old friends."
"Acquaintance". Could it be an old friend? Who is this person? Qiao Xianyong thought of several people he once knew one by one, Chu Hongjing, Cai'er, Guo Tieniu, and even Wei Wuguang, but they were not like the one just now.
Human body shape.
While Qiao Xianyong was walking and lost in thought, the group of people had already arrived in front of the famous teahouse Lanxiangyuan in Anyang City. This Lanxiangyuan was built with great style, but it was also elegant. It did not open the door like an ordinary restaurant, and there was a constant stream of people coming in and out.
Absolutely, but the two black doors with golden rings were closed tightly. Qiao Xianyong asked in confusion, "Is it possible that Lanxiang Garden does not open its doors to welcome guests on market day?"
Butler Yan smiled and said, "It's not surprising that the young master doesn't know. The owner of the Lanxiangyuan teahouse is also very strange. Everyone else has the door open, but he keeps it closed all year round. He is not a regular customer and has no idea that this place is open. And
The fee for this teahouse is per person, twenty taels of silver per person, but it is not something ordinary people can afford. However, those who can afford this amount of money may not be able to get in. It still depends on how the boss treats the guests.
It's not a welcome, it's an approval. Lao Yan, I am familiar with this boss. When I asked him about his method of opening a store, the man said that rare things can be found. The more this happened, the more dignitaries wanted to do this business.
On the contrary, it's very good." He paused and then said, "Yesterday night, the young master said not to come in advance to say hello and make reservations. Lao Yan obeyed and didn't come to Lanxiang Garden to bother us. Now we can only try our luck and see.
Are there any private seats?"
When Qiao Xianyong heard Butler Yan's explanation, he couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart. Sure enough, the world is so big and there are all kinds of businesses, and he became even more curious to go into Lan Xiangyuan to find out.
Butler Yan stepped forward, pulled up the door knocker, and knocked a few times. The black door immediately opened quietly, revealing the face of a handsome young man. When the young man saw Shopkeeper Yan, he immediately smiled and said, "It turns out that Mr. Yan is here."
Why didn't you send someone to bring us a message in advance so that we could be well prepared?"
Butler Yan laughed and scolded, "Xiao Zizi, stop joking around. I, Lao Yan, are nothing. Today, our master, the young master, is here to give you Lan Xiangyuan a favor. Stop talking nonsense and open the door quickly."
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The little leaf was very clever. He seemed to be quite familiar with Butler Yan. He didn't say much. He stretched out his hand and made a gesture. The two doors were slowly opened. The little leaf stood on the left, and a similar person stood on the opposite side.
The handsome young man bent down with a smile and respectfully invited Shopkeeper Yan and his entourage to enter.
Butler Yan took two steps back and first asked Qiao Xianyong and Huanxiang to walk in front. Xiao Ziye bent slightly and led the five people to the stairs on the second floor. There was no teahouse on the first floor of Lanxiang Garden.
There are rockery rocks with interesting images, and small waterfalls and pools are set up around the rockery rocks. Several purple lotus flowers bloom in the pools. In the other corner, there is a handsome young man playing a guqin without looking up, and the sound of the piano is clanging.
, melodious and melodious.
It's such an elegant and quiet place! Qiao Xianyong couldn't help but silently applaud this teahouse in his heart. No wonder Huanxiang likes this place, and who doesn't? It's just that there don't seem to be many people in this teahouse. He originally wanted to inquire about the news.
It seems to be difficult to achieve. Just as I was thinking about it, Butler Yan asked, "Xiao Zizi, are there many people today?"
"Mr. Yan, it's a coincidence that you are here. There is only one private room left. Our more than thirty private rooms on the second floor have long been filled up. You don't know that today the Flying Virgin is performing for the people on the stage in the center of Anjiang City.
Yao, our Lanxiang Garden is the best place to watch. This last private room was originally reserved by our Anjiang City County Sheriff, but we sent someone this morning because there were too many people coming to see the Holy Mother.
, the county governor wanted to come to the prison in person to avoid any trouble, so he vacated such a private room. Mr. Yan, you really came early rather than by chance. It seems that the best private room is in the dark.
It’s reserved for you!”
Butler Yan smiled slightly but did not answer. Xiao Zizi took the five people up to the second floor. As expected, he walked to a room in the middle, opened the door curtain and brought a few people in.
Qiao Xianyong took a closer look at this private room. It was separated from the adjacent private room by several tall and straight Xiangfei bamboos. It was not soundproof, but I don't know if it was because of the environment. There was no loud talking or laughing in the whole teahouse, so there was no sound.
Feel noisy.
Xiao Zizi opened the window of the private room, and the sounds on the road downstairs immediately came in waves. Xiao Zizi smiled and pointed outward and said, "Master Yan, ladies and gentlemen, please look at the stage over there.
I heard that at noon on the hour, the Flying Virgin Mother will show up to give the medicine. Look, there are so many people crowding outside now. Little Leaf has never seen so many people, it seems like most of them
The entire city of Anjiang is crowded here." He quickly called Qianer and said, "Master Yan, let's follow the old rules, Xiao Zizi will handle it for you." After saying that, he left the private room in a hurry.