Zhao Rang hesitated for a moment, then took out all the money he had and threw it all over.
"Dong dong dong!"
The sound of silver ingots falling to the ground was heard, but still no words were heard.
Zhao Rang waited for a moment and then walked slowly to the bungalow. He saw that the silver ingot he threw fell into the dead grass, and the old man and the "god" who answered the question were nowhere to be seen.
"really interesting……"
Zhao Rang actually believed it in his heart!
He felt that even if this "god" was not real, he was still a wise man.
The most important thing is that he is not greedy for money!
To be fair, if Zhao Rang had this ability, he could ask as many questions as he wanted, as long as the other party could afford two hundred taels per question.
But he only answered two, and he didn't even ask for the money he threw at him. It must be said that he is somewhat "a gentleman loves money and takes it in a wise way."
A drop of water fell on Zhao Rang's face, and he looked up to see that the dark clouds were getting lower.
The rain in the Western Region comes directly and simply, never giving people time to prepare.
It is already a great favor to have a drop of rain fall on Zhao Rang's face.
Zhao Rang hurriedly ran outside the abandoned garden, but in desperation, he took the wrong intersection again.
Fortunately, he was wearing a cowhide smock he had just bought. When the rain fell on it, it all rolled down slippery, so he didn't look so embarrassed.
After following the crowd taking shelter from the rain for a while, Zhao Rang unexpectedly saw the front of the clothing store.
"Master! Come in and take shelter!"
Zhang San shouted at the door.
Zhao Rang entered the store in response, took a towel from the clothing store clerk and wiped his forehead, only to see that Zhang San was soaked all over, and his trousers were dripping with water.
"Weren't you in the store all the time? Why are you so wet?"
Zhang San smiled and did not answer.
Yuan Mingkong explained:
"As soon as Zhang San saw it was raining, he picked up his umbrella and went out to look for you. As a result, he turned around and found you. Not only did he not find you, but his umbrella was also snatched away. He was not wearing a leather jacket, so he was soaked like this?"
Zhao Rang said in surprise:
"Snatched it? Who robbed it?"
There was anger in his voice.
But just now there was such a huge crowd that even he couldn't help but remember who took the umbrella away...
Sighing, Zhao Rang then thought about it, wasn't this just in a clothing store? Wouldn't it be nice to buy a new outfit, so I waved to the waiter and asked him to give Zhang San a new outfit, all of which must be the latest and best, including shoes and socks!
When a guy who doesn't earn a living meets a buyer who's not short of money and doesn't bargain with the price, isn't this the golden wind and jade dew? Both parties were overjoyed. Zhang San was embarrassed and refused repeatedly, but he couldn't resist Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong. He couldn't stand the enthusiasm of the waiter, so he was invited to the back hall half-heartedly.
Now only Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong are left.
Zhao Rang sighed and said:
"Only two questions asked."
Yuan Mingkong asked in surprise:
"What do you mean, it's a pity? Are you asking too much?"
Zhao Rang explained:
"It's not that I didn't want to ask, but they gave me two chances."
"The more the better, but for you, twice is probably enough!"
Zhao Rang said with a smile:
"Amani is alive!"
Yuan Mingkong was relieved:
"That's good."
"It's in the second room at the east end of the third floor of Taihe Residence."
After Zhao Rang finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that in the eunuch's den in Lotus Lane, Manager Li gave him a brocade box before he left, and told him that he must read it with his friends.
The brocade box was on his body, and his friend Yuan Mingkong was also beside him. Zhao Rang immediately took it out.
"Don't be impatient yet, be careful of scams!"
The two of them became much more cautious after this journey.
An old eunuch gave a brocade box to an old eunuch for no reason. It was not a safe thing no matter how you looked at it, so you had to find a proper way to deal with it.
Zhao Rang turned his head and saw a clothes pole placed in the corner.
He asked Yuan Mingkong to place the brocade box on the ground in the center, then picked up the clothes pole, slowly opened the mouth of the brocade box, and opened the box in one fell swoop.
The expected accident did not happen. The wind and rain blowing in from the window blew up two thin rice papers in the brocade box. Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong stepped forward and grabbed them with quick hands and eyes.
There are only these two pieces of rice paper in the brocade box.
There is a portrait drawn on each of the two pieces of paper.
The one in Zhao Rang's hand was a man from the Western Region, while the opposite was in Yuan Mingkong's hand.
"Lan Mo Kingdom, eldest princess, Manny?"
There was a line of small characters under the portrait, and Yuan Mingkong read it.
There is also a line of small words under the portrait in Zhao Rang's hand:
"Lan Mo Kingdom, fourth prince, Anzuo!"
When the name came out, Zhao Rang and Yuan Mingkong were both shocked!
Especially Zhao Rang, suddenly thought of something and hurried to the back hall to find Zhang San who was trying on clothes.
Zhang San's pants were just halfway up and the belt was not fastened yet.
"Master... you...?"
This scene was so embarrassing that Zhang San was even a little scared... He didn't know what Zhao Rang wanted to do to him.
"Where's the clay figurine I brought back from the old man in Lotus Lane?"
Zhang San reacted for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to a table outside.
Zhao Rang walked over and picked it up, not forgetting to exaggerate that these pants are good!
But it made Zhang San even more embarrassed...
Back in the main hall, Zhao Rang opened the doors of the clothing store to let in more light and make the store brighter.
"Shh!"
Yuan Mingkong wanted to ask, but Zhao Rang asked him to be quiet first.
He took out the clay figures one by one, arranged them, and then asked Yuan Mingkong:
"You remember these two clay figurines, right? The female one can't see her face clearly, and we don't know the male one!"
Yuan Mingkong nodded.
Zhao Rang took over the two portraits in the brocade box, pointed at them and said:
"Compare the portrait with the clay figurine."
Yuan Mingkong knew that Zhao Rang's question meant that he already had the answer in his mind, so he didn't hesitate and immediately started comparing.
"This...this man..."
“This man’s portrait looks exactly like the clay figurine!
Hearing Yuan Mingkong say the same thing, Zhao Rang's face was gloomier than the stormy day outside.
This clay figurine was the one the old man saw appearing around Qingshan Ke last night, and he also had contact with the woman.
The woman's facial features were not complete and her face was blurry, but the man's face was clearly pinched. After comparing the two, they found that the clay figure was exactly the same as the painting.
That is to say——
This man is Anzuo, the fourth prince of Lan Mo Kingdom!
More to say——
Anzuo has arrived in the royal city of Shanye Kingdom, and appeared near Qingshan Ke last night.
"Anzuo came and met this woman. Then this female clay figurine..."
Yuan Mingkong did not continue.
Some words are too shocking to say, and may even make some things impossible to look back on!
"After Zhang San has changed his clothes, we will go straight to Taihe Residence."
A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. Zhang San changed into a new suit and his whole body became much more upright!
Zhao Rang paid, and the clothing store clerk thoughtfully found three umbrellas for them from the store.
Pedestrians on the road were driven home by the heavy rain just now.
Those who were too late to go home and didn't have rain gear hid under the eaves, or simply met up and went into restaurants and bars on the street, arm in arm.
Zhao asked the three of them to hold umbrellas and walk on the street in the rain. Except for Zhang San, they all walked very fast.
Zhang San was afraid that the new boots on his feet would be stained with mud and water, so he walked extremely carefully.
"Master, you're wrong! You have to turn left!"
Zhang San's mind is like a living map, and he can remember everything he has walked through.
The three of them soon arrived at the door of Taihe Residence, but strangely, the door of Taihe Residence was closed.
The heavier the rain, the better the business will be.
Is there such a person who is doing business and refuses the money he gets?
With the scale of Taiheju, if you open your heart to welcome guests when the weather is bad, you will definitely make less money!
Fortunately, there are still a few scattered people around Taiheju who are waiting to do work.
Although the chance of someone coming to work for a small job when it rains is slim, you can't make any money when you go home, and you have to spend money to go to a teahouse to take shelter from the rain. Spending what you haven't earned is something these Lipas will never allow themselves to do!
"Are the three gentlemen here to distribute work?!"
The arrival of Zhao Rang ignited hope for these miserable people who were shaken by the storm.
It was a pity that Zhao Rang and the others had no work to do, so they just asked him:
"Why is Taiheju closed?"
When Lipa saw that he was not the employer who assigned the work, his interest waned a lot, but he still answered nicely:
"Master, this is the rule of Taihe Residence. On thundery and rainy days, individual guests are not allowed. You can only make a reservation and go to the private room on the second floor."
Zhao Rang nodded and asked again:
"Then how do I make a reservation?"
Lipa smiled sheepishly, showing a mouth of smoked black and yellow teeth, and said:
"Master... we haven't even entered the door!"
While the two were talking, Taihe was attracted by the waiter inside.
The clerk opened the door a crack, looked at Zhao Rang and the others, and asked:
"Do any of you have reservations?"
Zhao Rang said without hesitation:
"have!"
The guy continued to ask:
"Which box is it?"
Zhao Rang thought for a while and said:
"A friend of ours made the reservation and asked us to come over now."
The clerk still didn't open the door, but confirmed who the friend Zhao Rang was talking about was.
It is difficult to make up a name on the spur of the moment, especially a name from a Westerner.
But if it takes too long, Taiheju's guys will definitely become suspicious.
Yuan Mingkong felt that he might not be able to walk into Taihe Residence from the front today. At worst, they would be like the two of them who visited Mr. Wang San at night in the royal city of Lan Mo Kingdom, waiting for darkness to move quietly.
"That friend of mine lives in your Taihe Juli."
Zhao Rang said suddenly.
"I live in the second room at the east end of the third floor of Taihe Residence."
When the guy heard this, his expression suddenly changed.
After opening the door completely, he stepped back from Liba and He who were talking to Zhao Rang just now, and whispered in Zhao Rang's ear:
"Xiao Shanqing?"
Zhao Rang's mind was spinning very fast. When did he react, he took over the topic and said:
"Of course it's all arranged by Third Master!"
After hearing this, the waiter no longer had any worries. He bowed and raised his chest, and politely invited Zhao Rang and the others in.
All the guys in Taihe Center were standing upright.
Whenever a customer comes with an appointment, two waiters will follow him upstairs to take care of him.
At the same time as the door behind him closed, another waiter walked out, and the one who invited Zhao Zang and the others in, flexed his right hand and walked toward the second floor to welcome the three of them.
