As he was sitting in the private room waiting for the shopkeeper, he looked around in the early hours of the morning. He liked the antique environment very much, and the items placed seemed to be of great value.
"Master, please have tea." At this time, a pretty woman dressed as a maid came in holding a wooden tray.
Put the tea cup on the morning side and open the tea lid, a mellow and elegant fragrance suddenly filled the air.
"What kind of tea is this? Does it taste so good?" Ling Chen's eyes lit up and he asked curiously.
"In reply to the Master, this tea is Tianshan Silver Needle." The maid bowed and replied in a gentle voice.
"That's it." Ling Chen nodded pretendingly and picked up the tea cup.
In fact, Ling Chen doesn't know much about tea. Even in his previous life, he only heard the names of some big-name teas, let alone drank them. Naturally, he couldn't know the tea leaves in this world.
But subconsciously, I didn't want to show my timidity, so I nodded pretendingly.
In the early hours of the morning, I used a tea lid to push up the green tea leaves that stood upright. I lowered my head and took a sip. My eyes widened immediately. Even a layman like him could drink this tea.
There is a sweet taste on the tip of the tongue, and when you savor it carefully, the tea has a slight bitterness, which is subtle but not unpleasant, but complements the sweetness of the tea.
After swallowing the tea, my mouth and tongue are filled with saliva, which makes me feel refreshed. From my point of view, it is not an exaggeration to say that this tea leaves a fragrance on the lips and teeth.
"Good tea!" Ling Chen couldn't help but praise.
"Hahahahaha, since Master Three Burials likes it, bring some to taste." A burst of hearty laughter came from the other side of the screen.
The next moment, a middle-aged man with a neat short beard walked in. He was wearing a well-fitting brocade robe that was quite gorgeous and fancy, and he was holding a pair of shiny walnuts in his hand. He looked like a standard businessman at first glance.
"Go and pack the remaining Tianshan Silver Needles for the Third Burial Mage." The middle-aged man waved his hand to the maid beside him.
"Here." The maid saluted, then slowly backed away.
"Donor knows about me?" Ling Chen looked at the man in front of him and subconsciously felt that this man was not the real shopkeeper, because he felt a hint of pressure on this man.
This also means that the man in front of him is at least a strong man in the Sea Shock Realm. How can he be the shopkeeper of a small town with such strength?
If nothing else goes wrong, this middle-aged man is probably the person Liu He said was in charge of every city.
Taking a bold guess, Ling Chen felt that this person might have been specially sent by Jubao Tower to wait for him. Otherwise, for such a small county, sending someone from the Sea Shock Realm would be overqualified.
"Hahaha, it's natural. I have admired Master Sanzong for a long time. It's an honor to finally meet him today." The middle-aged man laughed.
"Hahaha..." Ling Chen smiled awkwardly. This man's praise was so exaggerated that it even made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"Do you need Master Three Burials to come here today?" The middle-aged man sat down on the other side in the early morning, holding up a small tea table and asked rather earnestly.
"Ah, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Luo, which means "Hai"." Luo Hai introduced himself.
"Donor Luo Hai, nice to meet you." Chen Qing moved to the side without leaving a trace and nodded towards Luo Hai.
"The poor monk came here today because he really needs something." Chen Chen said softly.
"Oh!? Master Sanzong said it's okay." Luo Hai stared at Chen Chen and extended his hand to indicate.
The corner of Ling Chen's mouth twitched. Isn't this Luo Hai a deadbeat? There was a vague fragrance on her body, and she looked at him with such earnest and fiery eyes.
The fragrance is easy to explain, maybe I brought a sachet, which many people like to bring, but there is no way to explain the look! ?
"Uh... the poor monk needs a detailed map, some silver coins, and a wine gourd." Ling Chen leaned forward slightly, trying to get further away from Luo Hai.
"I wonder how much silver the Master of the Three Burials needs, and what kind of wine does the wine gourd need to contain?" Luo Hai moved closer.
"Ah! Ahem~ A few dozen taels of broken silver will suffice, as well as some copper coins. Just drink green bamboo leaves." In the early hours of the morning, as if bitten by a snake, he jumped up and walked to the opposite side to sit down.
"Then this is very simple. Master Three Burials, wait a moment." Luo Hai smiled slightly at Chen Chen.
This smile made all the hair on Chen Chen's body stand up, and he almost ran away from the door. This dead glass's smile was so feminine.
"Hahaha... I'll come back as soon as I go down." Seeing this, Luo Hai chuckled again, said hello and walked towards the door.
After Luo Hai left, Qingchen raised his hand and touched his forehead. His hands felt slightly cold, and it was evident that Luo Hai was frightened into a cold sweat.
"Young horsemen... leave as soon as you get your things. Don't stay here for long." Ling Chen raised his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered in a low voice.
It was so scary. He encountered such a thing just after coming down the mountain. He was really unlucky.
Chen Chen looked at the teacup he had left there, and after thinking about it, he walked over and picked it up. It wasn't that he was greedy, but that he was scared and a little thirsty.
Soon after.
After a cup of tea, Luo Hai finally came back after leaving. The waiting process was like a year for Ling Chen!
"Hahaha, I kept you waiting for a long time, Master Three Burial Mage. Everything you need is here." Luo Hai walked in holding a large tray.
Chen Chen exhaled and put down the tea cup in his hand.
"Thank you for your hard work, Donor Luo." Chen Chen nodded.
"It's not hard, it's not hard." Luo Hai waved his hands repeatedly and put the tray next to Chen Chen, and then sat next to Chen Chen.
Seeing this scene in the early morning, a vein popped up on his forehead. If he hadn't asked for something, and he might not be able to beat him, and he still expected money from the Treasure Tower, he would definitely take action.
"Hahaha." Ling Chen smiled stiffly and put away the things on the tray.
In the early morning, I didn't even check the amount of money. I hurriedly stuffed it into my sleeves and hung the red wine gourd on my waist. After thinking about it, I still didn't want to part with the package of Tianshan silver needles, so I also picked it up and stuffed it into my arms.
"The poor monk will take his leave." Ling Chen clasped his hands together, saluted Luo Hai who was sitting firmly, and walked quickly towards the door.
With a strange smile on his face, Luo Hai silently watched Chen Chen's departure without replying.
As the early morning passed, the private room fell into silence.
Crunch.
There was a soft knock on the door, and a figure walked in. It was Luo Hai.
Just like Luo Hai sitting there!
"Young Master." Luo Hai bowed to "Luo Hai" who was sitting in a daze.
"Huh? Oh, you're here." "Luo Hai" came back to his senses after hearing the sound and nodded to Luo Hai.
The next moment, "Luo Hai" reached out and touched his ear, tore off a piece of flesh-colored film, shook it in his hand, balled it up and threw it on the ground.
And the original "Luo Hai" turned into a beautiful woman.
As for the woman's behavior of balling up the flesh-colored film and throwing it on the ground, Luo Hai looked at it with a look of pain on his face.
"Young Master, this disguise mask costs hundreds of taels of gold to make." Luo Hai grinned in distress.
"What? Do you still want to sell the things that I have used? And! Who allowed you to question this young master?" The woman asked with a cold look on her face.
"You don't dare!" Luo Hai was so frightened that he knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head.
