() "Second brother, I don't know something." Ximen Qing explained: "Have you ever heard of the famous monk Lu Zhishen?"
As soon as the name Ximen Qing was said, everyone on the spot had the same expression.
"Could this flower monk be Lu Tiha who killed Guanxi with three punches back then?" Wu Song nodded repeatedly: "It's no wonder that the eldest brother is going to visit Daxiangguo Temple. Such a good man is itching to see him for a day."
"The Daxiangguo Temple is only nearby. If Monk Hua is really here, he must make a good friend."
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing also nodded repeatedly: "This flower monk ignored his own duties and took action for a woman he has never met before. He is really a good man!"
"When I was in Cross Slope, I often heard the name Monk Hua!" Sun Erniang also said.
Ximen Qing somehow remembered that in Water Margin, the flower monk Lu Zhishen was accidentally drugged by Sun Erniang and almost died.
Hearing Sun Erniang say this made Ximen Qing secretly happy.
"It's too late today, so I won't go to Daxiangguo Temple to look for it. I'll go early tomorrow." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Tonight, we are going to taste the delicious food in Bianliang, Tokyo."
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing patted his chest: "I'll take care of this. Food is everywhere. Isn't it just fine wine? I'm afraid I have to bring my own wine."
As the sun went down, the lights everywhere gradually brightened.
There is no curfew in Bianliang, so it is naturally a city that never sleeps.
Ximen Qing, Jiang Jing, Wu Song, and Sun Erniang changed their clothes and came out, but Shi Qian, who was very suspicious, did not follow them.
According to Shi Qian, he knew a good place, but he could only go in by himself and could not bring Ximen Qing and others with him.
After finally arriving in Bianliang, Tokyo, that place is a must-go.
Ximen Qing didn't pay too much attention to Shi Qian, but it was a profession within a profession, and it was appropriate to keep it a bit mysterious.
"Third brother, I don't think you are going to go to the forbidden area to steal the official's dinner to use it?" Ximen Qing joked: "Besides, I really don't know what reason you have for not following us out?"
The drummer Shi Qian coughed twice and burst into laughter. His expression was very funny, as if someone could tell through the gaps between his fingers whether he was covering the coins with his left or right hand.
"Brother is really good at joking." Shi Qian did not respond directly, but took off his coat, revealing the night clothes underneath: "Brother, I will come back as soon as I go. There are always some secrets after you have been in this business for a long time. Brother, please don't ask any more.
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After saying that, Shi Qian didn't even bother to walk through the door, and climbed directly onto the roof, blending into the darkness.
"Could it be that the third brother really went to the forbidden area?"
Wu Song shook his head: "I'm afraid old habits die hard, but the forbidden area is not a normal place."
"With Third Brother's skills, it's not a big problem." Ximen Qing touched the Lei Gongshi: "If we go, if we go late, I'm afraid the delicious restaurant will no longer have a good seat."
Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, took the lead and walked out of Xixi Building. The Second Sweet Water Alley at the door was filled with various shops next to each other. The constant shouts and various fragrances made Ximen Qing feel as if he had returned to the familiar Guijie Street in later generations.
"The wealthy houses in Qinghe County all have special skills, let alone Bianliang, Tokyo?"
Ximen Qing followed Jiang Jing, thinking randomly in his mind.
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing seemed to be very familiar with this area. He ignored the shouts from both sides and walked straight towards his goal.
After turning a corner, without Jiang Jing pointing it out, everyone immediately knew their destination.
The scene in front of me can no longer be described with the words "brightly lit". There is a tall building standing in front of me, not just one, but five tall buildings connected together like five fingers in this city that never sleeps. I don't know what to use.
How many candles seemed to break up the darkness!
There are still people walking back and forth between the five tall buildings. Looking down from below, you feel like you are in a fairyland.
A wonderland with many beauties.
Each high-rise building has four floors. Ximenqing is estimated to be more than ten meters high, and they are connected to each other by covered bridges!
There are countless girls on the covered bridge, wearing red and green, and various costumes that dazzle people. It seems that you can hear the jingling of these girls' rings when they move, and see their pretty faces with cute smiles.
"Master! What do you think of this place?"
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing pointed out his hand triumphantly: "This kind of place can be regarded as a paradise on earth. Compared with the wealthy building and Baihua Building in Qinghe County, they are like thatched huts!"
"Jiang Jing! He must have deliberately taken him away from this road in the afternoon so that he could show off at night!"
Ximen Qing thought bitterly, but he still agreed with Jiang Jing's metaphor.
Indeed, compared with Qinghe County, which is always dark at night, it is a completely different civilization!
From this restaurant, we can see that the business scale and capital flow in Bianliang, Tokyo have reached an astonishing level.
It is no exaggeration to say that it was the first city at that time.
Before Ximen Qing traveled through time, he once had the opportunity to eat in a large restaurant, which cost several hundred or even thousands per person.
The large restaurant had three floors, mostly private rooms, which amazed Ximen Qing at the time.
How much is the rent for this year?
But now when we see these big restaurants from more than 900 years ago, those of later generations are like shameless village girls.
"Where is this?" Ximen Qing sighed inwardly: "Could it be one of the thirty-six genuine stores? Mr. Jiang specially brought me here, and it must be one of the best among the thirty-six genuine stores.
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Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, raised his thumb and said, "My boss is indeed very knowledgeable. This is Fengle Building. It is true that among the thirty-six main stores, the best wine is not the best, but the scale is the largest."
This was the time when business was at its peak, and people in front of the restaurant were shouting and yelling. It seemed like they had to strain their necks to make the other party hear them clearly.
Some came alone on horseback, some came with whole families in carriages, and more often people like Ximen Qing and others came strolling in. Not only were they guests for dinner, but there were also many men in short shirts carrying baskets of various colors passing through.
Nine hundred years ago, the per capita income in Bianliang, Tokyo, had reached the level of moderate prosperity?
Ximen Qing looked at the various groups of people coming in and out, and suddenly felt emotion in his heart.
There is a large group of men in short shirts squatting or standing in front of the building. They are tall, short, fat, thin, old and young. But the only thing they have in common is that everyone's eyes are fixed on the people coming and going, especially those who are walking towards Fengle Building.
guests.
Ximen Qing is very familiar with the identity of this group of people.
It is said that there was a time when there were three or five helpers squatting in front of Ximen Qing's house. As soon as he went out, they came up to serve him attentively, hoping that when his hands were loosened, dozens of copper coins would fall.
But what are these twenty or thirty people squatting at the door of Fengle Building doing?
Fengle Building is a place for eating and drinking, not a spontaneous labor market?
Just when Ximen Qing was confused, a man ran out from the group and ran to the fortune teller Jiang Jing with a smile on his face.
Ximen Qing saw that this man was in his twenties, had a mustache, and his eyes were full of intelligence. Looking at the position where the man came out, he was the first one on the left hand of the group.
I dare not even think about these idle and imitating black truck drivers, please line up and come in order!
"Ah, it turns out you are here, but you have been missing for a while."
This kind of opening statement is really familiar.
The divine fortune teller Jiang Jing didn't care whether the man had really seen him before, he just smiled and nodded.
The man in the short shirt didn't say much. He rushed to the door of the restaurant in a few steps, opened a passage forcibly, and shouted loudly: "Four distinguished guests on the first floor, please come upstairs."
The first floor is so stupid and not professional at all!
Look at the lobby on the first floor, which is already full. Are there any seats?
"You guys are talking nonsense, where is this place? You'd better go upstairs and find a private room!"
Ximen Qing shouted to the fortune teller Jiang Jing, the restaurant was so full of people that it would be impossible to hear him without shouting.
Jiang Jing, the divine fortune teller, followed the man in a short shirt and explained, "I don't know, but in Bianliang, Tokyo, this is the ground floor, and the first floor is upstairs."
Ximen Qing suddenly said: "Those idle people rely on Fengle Tower for their livelihood?"
"It can be said that helpers like this squat at the door all day long, helping and taking care of each other, and rely on the guests to get some rewards, but they are much better than those in Qinghe County." Jiang Jing showed a proud smile again: "
But what we are going to today is the second floor. The first floor is a bit unworthy of my employer. That guy must have made a mistake."
The second floor is the third floor.
It seems like this restaurant gets more expensive as you go up, but I don't know what the scene is like on the third floor?
After listening to Ximen Qing's question, Jiang Jing explained: "There is nothing surprising about the third floor, but it is usually reserved for the most distinguished guests, and ordinary characters cannot go up there."
This restaurant really knows how to do business.
Wu Song and Sun Erniang were not interested in this kind of big restaurant, and they were careful to guard Ximen Qing and Jiang Jing. For them, eating a lot of meat and drinking a lot of wine was the most satisfying thing.
In a place like this, Wu Song was afraid that he would not be full.
When the second floor arrived, the mustache helper was going to lead everyone to the private room, but unexpectedly Jiang Jing smiled slightly and continued walking upstairs.
Mustache was ecstatic, what is the third floor? Anyone who is not a wealthy person will be able to gain face by going to the third and second floors.
It’s enough to do this job tonight!
The smile on the mustache's face became brighter and brighter. He was not upset at all because of his error in judgment just now, and enthusiastically followed everyone up to the third floor.
As expected, the layout of the third floor is not comparable to that of the ground floor and the second floor. There is a large patio in the middle, surrounded by private rooms, each with exquisitely carved doors and windows, and thin gauze curtains hung there.
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This kind of design can make the privacy inside better, and the room will feel stuffy when the door is closed.
Everyone walked inside and sat down, and the noise from downstairs suddenly broke out, as if they were in another world.
This is to find tranquility amidst the chaos.
Ximen Qing couldn't help but slightly admire the owner of Fengle House, who had put so much effort into such small details to make people feel comfortable spending their money.
Mustache led everyone to sit down, and immediately started to get busy, setting out refreshments, and looking for a waiter to come over. Ximen Qing and others had just chatted for a few words, and the girls' voices could already be heard outside.