Danyaju.
A very special restaurant in the capital.
It's special because although it's a restaurant, it doesn't sell food and drink, it sells information.
Rumor has it that the first generation owner of this restaurant was a close brother of the founding emperor of the Dafeng Dynasty. When the founding emperor established his business, he spent all his wealth to help him. Therefore, after the founding of the Dafeng Dynasty, Danyaju also sprang up.
It's a pity that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. After one of the following Gale Emperors coveted Danyaju's power, Danyaju also became lonely.
Nowadays, the forces behind Danyaju are no longer the royal family of the Dafeng Dynasty, but have become members of aristocratic families.
A certain family, or even several aristocratic families, joined forces to operate Danyaju behind the scenes, allowing Danyaju to regain its former glory.
It is worth mentioning that Danyaju is also completely on the opposite side of the Dafeng royal family.
The sun is rising.
Li Yi, Cao Qingyan, Qinglong and others arrived at Danyaju together.
Looking at the restaurant, which is simple and unpretentious, but contains a special charm, Li Yi's performance is very intriguing.
"Is this Danyaju?" Li Yi asked.
Cao Qingyan nodded. Along the way, he explained Danyaju's beginnings, its loneliness, and its current prosperity.
But after hearing that there was a shadow of aristocratic family members behind Dan Yaju, Li Yi's expression became very strange.
Everyone knows that the emperor Li Yi wants to make a great success, and sooner or later he will have to fight with the aristocratic family members. Since they are mortal enemies, there is nothing to say.
Li Yi and his entourage stepped in and sat down on the main seat without ceremony.
Seeing that Li Yi was exuding a rare nobility, and the folding fan in his hand was a rare treasure, the shopkeeper stopped the waiter who was going to receive him, and he greeted him politely, "Guests, come here What's going on with my Danya residence?"
Li Yi put away the folding fan and narrowed his eyes, "Ask your shopkeeper to come out, you are not qualified!"
These words were very domineering and tough.
The shopkeeper smiled and said: "The young one is the shopkeeper. If you have anything, you can talk to me."
"You have the final say?" Li Yi smiled proudly.
"That's right, I'll leave it as I say." The shopkeeper saw that these people were either rich or noble, especially the handsome young man, who was definitely extremely noble.
"Let me ask again, do you have the final say?" Li Yi's tone at this moment was so murderous that the whole hall felt inexplicably cold.
The shopkeeper of Danyaju is also a traveler. He immediately sensed something was wrong. He frowned and said coldly: "Dear guests, you can ask about the power of Danyaju. There is nothing we can't do. But if you’re here to cause trouble, you’d better think about it!”
"Bold!" Qinglong's expression changed instantly, he raised his hand and his five fingers, like five iron claws, tightly clasped the shopkeeper's shoulder blades. The feeling is self-evident.
"ah!"
"It hurts me so much!"
"Come here, come here, someone is causing trouble!" The shopkeeper's knees weakened and he immediately screamed and screamed, his whole body shaking with pain.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of strong men rushed out with swords in hand and surrounded Li Yi and his party.
"Are you looking for death? Do you know where this place is?"
"If you don't want to die, let go of our shopkeeper, otherwise you will die without knowing how!"
"Did you hear that? Come on!"
The leader of the big Hanbao's eyes were wide open, furious, and he yelled.
Li Yi held the folding fan in his hand, half-smiling but not smiling, and said lightly: "Let him go."
"No!" Qinglong responded, loosened his grip, and kicked him a dozen steps away.
"Oh, my ass!" The shopkeeper got up and pointed at Li Yi fiercely: "You are finished, you are all finished, whether you are a relative of the emperor or a descendant of an aristocratic family, if you offend me, Dan Yaju, you will die!"
"Really, I don't believe it!" Li Yi laughed.
"court death!"
The shopkeeper yelled, "Come here, come here, it's mine to kill them all, kill them all, and get fifty silver rewards for each of them!"
"Okay, brothers, you heard me, come on!"
"kill!"
"Kill!"
Li Yi put away the folding fan with his backhand, a stern look on his face.
Cao Qingyan took a step back and protected Li Yi with one hand. Qinglong and other internal machine supervisors drew their swords together, showing their cold light.
Just when the two parties were about to start fighting, they were suddenly stopped by a soft shout.
"stop!"
He is a stooped old man.
Although he was short in stature, unattractive in appearance, and could even be said to be senile, he exuded the unique aura of a superior person.
"When distinguished guests arrive, you dare to wield swords and guns. You're all tired of living!"
The shopkeeper showed fear on his face, walked closer quickly, and carefully explained the situation, but unexpectedly, he was greeted with a hard slap in the face.
"Snapped!"
The shopkeeper exclaimed, covering his face with a look of grievance.
The old man glared, "If you dare to offend such a distinguished guest, do you want to destroy Danyaju?"
"Come here, drag the shopkeeper down and beat him to death with sticks!"
Several strong men were stunned, and then dragged the shopkeeper away without hesitation, no matter how much he begged for mercy, it was useless.
After finishing everything, the old man turned around and bowed to Li Yi, "This servant is ignorant, please don't blame me."
"I don't know why the adults are here. I will definitely take care of it for you."
Li Yi secretly cursed the old fox and winked at Cao Qingyan, who understood and took out a token.
The old man was stunned and snorted secretly in his heart, wondering if he had made a mistake and who was the playboy? He took the sign impatiently.
With just one glance, the old man's face turned pale. The token was simple, with a dragon shape on it...
etc!
One, two, three...five is the five-clawed golden dragon token!
"Sir...sir..."
Li Yi waved his hand, "Take me to see your real shopkeeper."
The old man's head was nodding like a rattle, and he turned around and said: "Come on, come on, please invite some adults to go to the second floor... No, go to the top of the third floor."
When the guys heard this, their faces changed. What's going on? Go to the third floor?
In the capital, the most expensive guest who usually comes is to go to a private room on the second floor. The only one who has been to the third floor so far is a chubby mysterious man.
The decoration on the third floor is very bland, so bland that it can be summed up in two words, "Rich!"
The things hanging on the walls, on the tables, and on the floor are all priceless antique treasures.
Even the teacups used for drinking tea are all fine treasures from the official kilns of the former dynasty. If you put them outside, you might not be able to buy them for ten thousand taels of silver.
Before leaving, the boy asked politely, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
Li Yi replied, "Pie."
The boy was stunned for a moment, and then retreated with surprise.
This guest is so strange, the guests on the third floor are extremely expensive, but what this man wants is not some delicacies, but pie.
The boy almost thought there was something wrong with his ears. If he hadn't gone back and asked again, he wouldn't have believed it.
When the boy got downstairs, his face suddenly changed and he was so angry that he forgot to ask what kind of stuffing he wanted!
If you make the wrong purchase, your life may be lost immediately!
He explained the reason to the old man as if asking for advice, and the old man glared at him, "All the fillings are in the same pot, and there are also steamed buns and pastries in the same pot."
The guy understood, slapped his head, and ran out quickly.
Do you still need to ask such a simple question?
It’s the same as one pot.
The old man almost knelt on the ground and knocked on the door softly, "Sir, can the little one come in?"
"Come in!" Li Yi said.
The old man thought about it for a long time, not knowing how to speak. He thought of countless suitable openings, and finally decided to get straight to the point. After all, these big shots hate others playing tricks on them.
"Sir, I don't know what I can help you with, or if you need anything, I would like to help you."
Li Yi frowned and slammed the folding fan in his hand on the delicate copywriting made of agarwood. A corner of the hard agarwood was instantly cut off.
"Why, you need me to tell you a few more times to ask your real shopkeeper to come over!"
"You can't decide what I want to say!"
The old man's heart trembled, and he understood immediately, smiling wryly at himself.
yes?
How can the person holding this token come to Danyaju to do something that he can do on his own?
"Here, sir, wait a moment, I'll go and invite the little one!" The old man quickly stepped back.
As soon as I got out of the door, I gave myself a hard slap on my face. Why am I getting more and more stupid as I get older?
This adult came to Danyaju with that kind of token. How could he not know more about Danyaju in advance? Otherwise, he would not have come up to see the real shopkeeper.
In this world, there are really not many people who know that the real person in charge of Danyaju is not the previous shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper responsible for reception at the front is called the front hall in Danyaju. He is responsible for reception and handling some minor matters.
And he is the middle hall, which has a higher status than the front hall. He can handle some big things, but there are some things that he cannot make the decision, so he has to let the person in charge handle them.
After a while, a nice voice followed a gentle knock on the door, "Sir, can the little lady come in?"
"Enter!"
As soon as the door opened, a woman wearing a dark purple auspicious cloud embroidered tight dress came up.
Li Yi frowned and couldn't help but take a second look. This woman was not young, but she took good care of herself. She looked like she was only twenty-four or five years old, but she was definitely much older in reality, and her maturity in her bones could not be deceived.
But she is still very beautiful. She is thin where she should be thin and where she should be plump. She is not small at all. Visually, she is 32D.
The most important thing is the temperament, the temperament of a working woman who is mature and charming enough.
There is no aura of romance, but it is charming and moving, it is not glamorous and gaudy, but it is interesting and attractive.
"Hello, sir, I am a young lady named Wen Yuan. Danyaju, the head of the branch of the capital, is here to pay homage to you. I didn't know that you were coming, so I couldn't greet you from afar. I hope you will forgive me."
