"This is the first time for these guests to come to the tavern. They are very unfamiliar. Please come inside quickly and the waiter will serve you tea."
Tan Ruonan cupped her hands and asked, "What do you call me?"
"Zimo, the owner of Qunfeng Pavilion."
"Master Zimo, this is my first time here and I don't know the rules here. Please be patient."
"You are so polite, please come inside." Zimo led Tan Ruonan and others inside while chatting, "I wonder where the distinguished guests made their fortune."
"Small business, just a living, not worth mentioning." Tan Ruonan responded vaguely.
Without hiding his curiosity about the strange place, Tan Ruonan looked around openly.
From time to time, I exclaim, "It's so beautiful here."
Tan Ruonan, who had been calm and calm before, put it away without hesitation. Her behavior told everyone that she was curious about everything here.
And she didn't hide the fact that she was dressed as a man but was actually a woman.
Leng Dai and Wu Yun looked like little servants, following Tan Ruonan step by step.
Different from the bright and lively hall of Fengxian Tower, the hall here is very quiet. In the middle is a rockery with trickling water, and fish of different colors can clearly be seen playing in it.
The three of them were invited into a small room, and the waiter served tea and left.
The owner of the hotel, Zimo, smiled and said, "Would you like the guest officials to invite the junior officials to come over and have wine with you?"
"Okay! Excuse me, Master." Tan Ruonan was not afraid of the visitor and immediately threw out a hundred taels of silver to Zimo.
Zimo withdrew with a smile, "Guys, please wait a moment."
With his hands behind his back, Tan Ruonan began to look at this small cabin.
Qunfeng Pavilion has two floors, and the upper floor should be where the guest spent the night.
Tan Ruonan whispered: "Find a way to find out who is behind this."
Leng Dai and Wu Yun nodded in agreement.
Hearing a voice outside the door, the three of them took their seats. At this time, the owner of the hall, Zimo, came in, followed by three petty officials.
"Hey, I kept all the guests waiting. Li An, Si Yan, Su Yuan, hurry up and greet the guests."
The three petty officials all saluted the three of them and said, "Well, sir."
Zimo pushed the junior official standing next to him, and the junior official named Si Yan sat down next to Tan Ruonan tremblingly.
The waiter brought tea and drinks again, and left together with the owner Zimo.
Si Yan couldn't hide his nervousness as he sat next to Tan Ruonan.
Si Yan is young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, hands like catkins, and skin like gelatin. A green gown wraps his thin body.
The only fly in the ointment was that there was sadness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.
The two petty officials next to Leng Dai and Wu Yun looked like veterans at first glance, and they were known to be very skilled at serving people.
Soon they became familiar with each other.
Si Yan, on the other hand, was very reserved. He trembled slightly and picked up the teapot to pour tea for Tan Ruonan. However, his hand trembled and the tea poured out of the cup, almost spilling on Tan Ruonan.
Si Yan quickly knelt down to apologize.
"Young master, please forgive me, please spare me this time."
The smile on Tan Ruonan's face disappeared, and she felt extremely sad. He was still a child and was sold to a place like this to survive.
All dignity is buried, just to survive.
She took Si Yan's hand and pulled him up. Her smile was like a spring breeze, and Tan Ruonan's gentle voice made people forget their fear unconsciously.
"Come and have some tea."
Tan Ruonan poured a cup of tea for Si Yan and signaled Si Yan to drink some tea to calm down.
Si Yan finally felt better after drinking tea, he stuttered.
"Thank you, sir."
In order to lighten the atmosphere, Tan Ruonan remembered the games he had played before. "Let's play a game!"
Tan Ruonan pulled Si Yan to sit on the futon opposite her.
She coughed twice, "Ahem, there's one crab! It has eight claws! It's so big with two pointed ends!" Tan Ruonan said while matching the movements, which was playful and cute.
Soon Si Yan relaxed and started playing with Tan Ruonan.
It diluted his worries and the smile on his face became much more sincere.
Vaguely, Tan Ruonan saw the scars of whipping on Si Yan's occasionally exposed arms.
She frowned even more. Seeing that the head of Zimo Hall did not look like a cruel person, she asked where the injury on the little official's arm came from.
Tan Ruonan poured two cups of tea and handed one to Si Yan. She took a sip and asked seemingly unintentionally.
"You're new here."
Si Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained his composure.
"He came the day before yesterday."
"Then why did the owner push you to my side?"
Si Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Tan Ruonan to see the owner's actions.
The cautious Si Yan said: "The owner said that the young master is a noble man."
"Oh, really?" Tan Ruonan smiled. The owner of the restaurant is an interesting person. Say you are a noble person, what kind of noble person you are.
Tan Ruonan asked casually: "Your boss is really powerful. Where did they get such wonderful people like you?"
When he mentioned his employer, Si Yan's face turned as black as ink and looked very ugly.
He was brought here by someone who was knocked unconscious. When he woke up, he was already in the Wind Pavilion.
I heard from the old people here that most of the people here are people sent by the boss and captured from various places just to provide fresh taste to the guests.
The Dutong family is a woman. As for who the woman is, no one knows.
Li An, the junior officer who accompanied Leng Dai, whispered: "Our boss is a woman. Every time she comes, she wears a hood and cannot see her face. She always talks to the owner upstairs."
Leng Dai: "Who is your boss?"
"No one here except the owner knows who the owner is." Li An said.
The owner? Tan Ruonan never thought about asking for trouble. She couldn't get anything out of the museum owner. She had no idea of the museum owner at all. She would definitely know what she wanted to know.
It looked like they were going to return in vain today, so Tan Ruonan gave each of them a reward of ten taels of silver and wanted to leave.
Before anyone could stand up, there was a sound of cursing outside the door.
"Si Yan, you little brat, how dare you disobey me."
Suddenly the door was kicked open, and a man with a sinister face broke in.
"Sir Yan, have I given you some face? Yesterday I asked you to accompany me, but you were unwilling to do so. Why are you willing to accompany other guests today? If you dare to dislike me, I'll see if I don't beat you to death today."
Tan Ruonan, who originally stood up, sat back down again.
Si Yan's hand, which was trembling with fear, was held in Tan Ruonan's soft and warm palm, and Si Yan's messy heart instantly calmed down.
He just had an intuition that the young master in front of him was really his noble person as Zimo said.
This scene happened to be watched by Mr. Wen who had just entered.
"Si Yan, you are so bold..." Mr. Wen was about to step forward when he was stopped by the master of the hall, Zi Mo.
"Mr. Wen, please be patient and allow me to discuss this with the guest."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Wen was so angry that he refused to give Zimo face at all.
He threw Zimo away and said, "Go away. Si Yan can only serve me from now on. If he dares to see other guests in the future, believe it or not, I will kill him."
