The structure of the teahouse is a tic-tac-shape formed by four interconnected pavilions, and in the middle of the tic-tac is an open-air stage, which seems to be a stage specially used for singing operas.
Although it is already evening in Liyue, the bustling level of this teahouse far exceeds the daytime customer flow. It seems that this show is extraordinary...
Looking around, the place is already crowded with people, but the tall man guarding the entrance of the teahouse stands tall and straight in front of the gate, and those without tickets cannot even step through the threshold.
Ticket holders stepped into it smoothly. The name of Hanyun Society resounded throughout Liyue Port, and naturally there were countless people who came here because of its reputation. The guys in Hanyun Club were coming and going in a hurry, as if they had encountered some problem, and many of them looked a little panicked.
There was no one on the stage in the center of the teahouse, but even this could not stop the excited crowd, who excitedly discussed which play Hanyun Society would perform next.
They came here only for one person, the famous actor of Hanyun Society of Liyue Opera Troupe.
Yun Jin, Mr. Yun.
After a while, Bai Zhe followed the crowd and arrived at the popular teahouse. The crowded scene made sweat drip down his cheeks and drip on the ground.
The heat made the mouth dry, and the same was true for the woman who deliberately came closer to Bai Zhe. Seeing her appearance, she marveled at her beauty and couldn't help but whisper and discuss it.
Looking towards the teahouse's plaque, Bai Zhe slightly raised his head, stared at the plaque and muttered the words in it.
"Heyu Tea House..."
The front door of Heyu Tea House is already overcrowded, and there are even Qian Yanjun on the side of the crowded scene to maintain security. The connections of this shop are extraordinary.
The inside of the store isn't necessarily that bad. The lobby has reached the point where even a table can't accommodate anyone.
The waiting staff are even more busy. The swarms of customers make them feel happy and sad. Faced with the generous host, there are naturally a lot of rewards. However, when there are more customers, the situation will naturally be chaotic, and some mistakes will inevitably occur. .
The owner of Heyu Teahouse in the box was watching all this with satisfaction. The owner of Heyu Teahouse, Mr. Fan Erye, was a well-known master. He had extremely extensive connections in Liyue Port and could even compete with Tianquan Star, one of the Seven Stars of Liyue. Ning Guang said a few words.
Mr. Fan has gray hair mixed with gray and white, combed into a slicked back, and his sword-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes are as cold as the eyes of an eagle. This Mr. Fan is just like his hair, which is mixed with black and white. He has a lot of energy in both black and white in Liyue Harbor. Now that he is old, he has opened this teahouse.
The old butler who was calculating on the small table squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Master, what I earned today is the usual amount."
Mr. Fan turned slightly sideways and looked at the old housekeeper with his fingers. Then he smiled with satisfaction again, put the pipe in his mouth and took a deep breath.
"I spent a lot of money on this performance at Hanyun Society. If I hadn't had some relationship with Yun Jin's father, she wouldn't have come."
After hearing this, the old housekeeper pushed up his glasses and said with a smile: "Master, what you said is true. When Mr. Yun's father passed away, there was quite a commotion in Hanyun Club. They were able to stabilize so quickly because of your help. .”
Mr. Fan took a long breath of smoke and did not deny these words. After all, he did contribute money and efforts at that time... But this was not just for his family. It was more about building up his own image of loyalty. Otherwise, how would he do it? What about Liyue Port’s black and white policy?
Not only the prosperous Hanyun Club wants to give Mr. Fan face, but also the famous storyteller is also resident here.
Mr. Fan held the railing with one hand and asked casually: "To which companies have the private rooms been reserved?"
The old housekeeper Fu Lao flipped through the book quite quickly and replied: "Feiyun Chamber of Commerce has reserved three rooms."
Mr. Fan knew that this must be a personal deal without even thinking about it. He just didn't know who Feiyun Chamber of Commerce arranged for these three companies.
The old butler read out the reservation person while flipping through it.
"Uh...last one, the Mu family."
When he heard the word "Mu family", Mr. Fan curled his lips disdainfully and cursed: "That old guy, you lied to me last time."
You drank my wine, but you still have the nerve to come to my teahouse to listen to a play? "
The old housekeeper was not surprised by this, so he just stroked his wrinkled clothes, picked them up and continued to settle accounts.
Bai Zhe, who had asked for tickets to no avail, was about to go back to the inn. Unexpectedly, a few scalpers came over at this time, and one of them, with a sly look, immediately stopped in front of him.
"Hey, this young master! Do you want tickets for Heyu Teahouse? I have them here! Tickets for the lobby, the second floor, and the elegant hall. As long as you are willing to part with it, sir, I can even get you a box ticket. !」
Bai Zhe's eyes slightly curved. The words of the cattle dealer in front of him were quite interesting, so he stopped and crossed his arms to cast an interested look at him.
The scalpers were overjoyed when they saw something interesting. After all, knowing people and selling tickets is what they, the scalpers, do for a living.
The young master in front of me has an extraordinary appearance and temperament. In the best case scenario, he might be able to sell a ticket to the elegant hall! If this is the case, then I don't have to go out to work this month, and I can rest assured and relax at home.
Bai Zhe acted extraordinarily calmly, after all, this so-called performance was dispensable to him. Although I was a little curious about the Mr. Yun they were talking about, this was just to add a touch of interest to the itinerary.
"The best thing is the private room, right?"
Hearing Bai Zhe's rhetorical question, the scalper was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bai Zhe's clothes and asked cautiously: "Sir... you are not from Liyue Hong Kong..."
Bai Zhe waved his hand and did not intend to answer his question. He showed a little impatientness and said directly: "What?"
The locals in Liyue Port all know that the private room in Heyu Tea House is extraordinary. It is not something that ordinary people can afford or get. Just now, I just wanted to brag about how powerful I am. It seems that I can give this countryman a good blow. Big pen mola.
The scalper suddenly became extremely confident. He patted his chest and shouted to Bai Zhe, "Don't worry! I'll definitely get you this box ticket for the price of only 10,000 Moira!"
But before Bai Zhe could respond, a voice suddenly interrupted the transaction.
"Master, please don't believe what I say. The box tickets for Heyu Teahouse cannot be obtained by these ticket reselling rats."
Scalpers can still bear it when they see someone disturbing their own good things.
"That blind guy is talking nonsense here!"
When he turned to look at the visitor, his eyes suddenly widened and his expression became panicked.
"Feiyun...Feiyun Chamber of Commerce, Second Young Master!"
"This villain is blind! I contradicted Young Master Xingqiu. Get out of here! Get out of here!"
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