Siyi Tower is the most famous teahouse in Qianzhou, and its owner is Xie Jiashuang, a wealthy businessman in Qianzhou.
Xie Yunshuang knows how to make money.
A few years ago, a restaurant that was about to close was purchased and renovated. The former restaurant became today's Siyi Building.
Siyi Building is an elegant place, and both scholars and officials love to go here.
Siyi Building only has four floors. The private seats on the second floor can overlook the street, and the third and fourth floors can overlook the market.
There is also a lecture room on the second floor.
A young and handsome young man stood behind the desk, speaking in Mandarin in a straight and upbeat manner.
This young man was only twenty, handsome and told interesting stories.
Many people entered Siyi Building to listen to the book.
As soon as he opened his mouth, the people in the audience listened in rapt attention, and the peels of the melon seeds he had eaten were scattered all over the floor.
Chen Jue had never heard of storytelling before, so he knew this "Siyi Building". Looking at the lively scene inside, he led people in and headed towards the elegant third floor.
As soon as he entered, the waiter saw several people dressed in extraordinary clothes, especially the young man walking in front.
He immediately led them to the third floor with a smile and quickly cleared out a table.
He smiled attentively and said, "What do you objectively want?"
Chen Jue sat down and ordered: "Bring out the best tea and snacks you have here."
As soon as he finished his instructions, Liu Zhong put down a piece of broken silver.
"Okay, everyone, please wait a moment!"
When the child saw the money, he happily went down with the money, but after a while he came up with snacks and tea.
"Objectively, the best tea in our store is Longjing tea. This is tribute tea. If the owner hadn't happened to be the Xie family and left some tea out, ordinary people wouldn't be able to drink it.
As for this dim sum, the style is exquisite, and the dim sum is not the same for seven consecutive days. Both the style and taste are comparable to those of the royal chefs in the palace. I guarantee that you will want to eat more after eating it. "
"Oh? So good?" Chen Jue was quite curious.
Seeing how the waiter praised the snacks and tea as if they were in heaven, Chen Jue wanted to try them even if he had no appetite.
After saying that, he picked up the snack and took a small bite.
Don't tell me, what the waiter said is true, but it's not as exaggerated as what he said.
A cup of tea paired with sweet and glutinous snacks is just right.
After sending the waiter away, Chen Jue raised his hand and asked the others to sit down and rest.
"It tastes good to me, and A-rou will try it too."
Chen Jue picked up the snack and put it in Concubine Jiang's hand.
At this moment, the storyteller on the second floor fanned with his left hand and gave a slap with his right hand.
There was a "pop" sound, and several listeners woke up as if from a dream. They all looked at the young man wearing a green shirt on the second floor.
The man has a fair complexion, a body like a jade tree, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyebrows reveal an indescribable freedom and ease.
The jade-white hand held a folding fan.
"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next chapter."
The young man unfolded the folding fan to fan the sweat that was not visible on his forehead, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip of tea, and looked at everyone with a smile.
"That's it? We haven't heard enough yet. Let's have another one."
The speaker was a fat man who was no more than twenty years old. This man was Xie Yun, the son of the richest man in Qianzhou.
"Go, go, come and listen to the book every day. It's fine if you don't give me any money. You still want me to talk more? Then it would be faster for you to go back and dream."
The storyteller in green shirt waved his hand, obviously not giving him this "face".
Xie Yun didn't care about his attitude. Who said the relationship between the two was good?
"This storyteller is really interesting. He looks handsome and speaks well."
In a private room on the third floor, Concubine Jiang listened with interest.
I think the storyteller told it quite well, "Ms. Gu spoke slowly, her tone was slow and urgent, and not too harsh. I like it."
"hansome?"
In one sentence, Chen Jue automatically filtered out the unimportant parts, frowned slightly, and looked towards the second floor.
She looks pretty good, but who knows what's going on inside?
"Why, do you like this?" Chen Jue asked in a rather unpleasant tone.
There was a bit of unpleasantness between his eyebrows.
Obviously, this unpleasant idea disappeared as quickly as it came, but she was still caught by Concubine Jiang.
Seeing that he was jealous, Concubine Jiang raised her lips and said, "Although that scholar is handsome, I still like your Majesty."
"No matter how good others are, they are not good enough for me. In my eyes, I only have Your Majesty in my heart." said Concubine Jiang.
These words pleased Chen Jue, and his heart was slightly moved.
He put an arm around her shoulders, moved closer, and tickled the tip of her nose, "Your mouth is so sweet. Have you eaten honey today?"
"No -" Concubine Jiang chuckled and was about to speak. At this moment, the sound outside the window coincidentally attracted Chen Jue.
"Help!"
"Stand, don't run!"
Chen Jue looked out the window and happened to see a beautiful woman in a pink skirt falling to the ground in a panic.
The woman seemed a little scared. She glanced back and quickly stood up to run.
But the five people not far behind her were not slow at all. They caught up with her before she could get up and escape, and surrounded the woman.
"Little lady, why are you running?"
