Chapter 24 Zhongli's Wallet

After the song ended, the audience was silent at first, as if they were still immersed in Yun Jin's wonderful and moving opera, and then there was warm applause and cheers.

Many tea drinkers and spectators called the waiters on the side and spent a lot of money just to give Mr. Yun a word of praise. Of course, there were also people who first said that they did not lack Mora, and then acted humble and polite, saying that they had ordered a table of good dishes at Liuli Pavilion, but they had no one to share with, and wondered if Mr. Yun was free.

The waiters responded one by one. If they only left a message, they would take paper and pen, write down the words of praise, and ask the guests what signature they would leave, whether they would write it themselves or let him do it for them.

The handwriting of the waiters in Heyu Teahouse was quite good, which was considered to be of an upper-middle level. If the guests were not confident that they could write better, they would smile and ask the waiters to write for them, and then ponder for a few seconds, or leave a nickname, or leave a real name.

If he met someone who invited Mr. Yun to meet him, the servant would refuse him in a gentle way, saying that Mr. Yun was obsessed with opera, and was either thinking about new operas or reading ancient books, and he really didn't have time.

Generally, most of the invited guests would express understanding, but there were also a few who were dissatisfied and angry. The servant apologized again and again, and tactfully pointed out that Lord Tianquan also had investments in Yunhan Society and liked Mr. Yun's opera very much.

Chen Tianfeng thought it was very interesting, the tea was interesting, the opera was interesting, and the people were interesting.

The original world did not have these details in the game. Heyu Teahouse was a small place as small as a sesame seed. Three or two NPCs sat there and repeated a few fixed lines. It was not as grand as the Heyu Teahouse in reality.

But it would be better if the expenses were not so high.

Chen Tianfeng smiled and looked at the servant who came to his side, as steady as a mountain and unmoved, without any intention of paying another Mora.

Naive, the seat fee of the teahouse is already expensive enough, don't even think about taking another Mora out of his pocket!

The servant blinked, bowed slightly to Chen Tianfeng as if he was used to it, and took the initiative to look away.

It's not like he hasn't seen poor guests before. Sometimes when Mr. Yun was on stage, there were guests who stopped outside the teahouse to listen. It's just that this guest was obviously reluctant to leave Mora, but he booked such a good seat, which was a bit strange.

"Mr. Zhongli."

The servant turned around and saluted Zhongli, obviously recognizing this frequent guest: "Mr. Yun asked me to say hello to you. I want to know if you are satisfied with today's play. Mr. Yun has accumulated a lot of questions recently. I thought I would ask you some advice when you are free."

"Very satisfied. Today's play is top-notch in both singing and lyrics. The artistic conception is excellent. It is a rare work."

Zhongli's tone was as gentle as always: "As for when you are free... Please tell Mr. Yun that there are many things to do in the Wangsheng Hall these days. I am afraid I will have time next month. In addition, Mr. Yun and I discussed with each other and gained something. It can't be called "instruction"."

"I'll take note of it."

"Thank you."

Zhongli raised his hand naturally, stopped naturally, and finally turned his eyes to Chen Tianfeng naturally and fluently: "I was too hurried to go out today. Can you give me another Mora?"

Chen Tianfeng: "..."

You wouldn't bring Mora if you were not in a hurry? ! No, you don't have Mora at all!

Doesn't the Hall of Rebirth pay wages? !

Chen Tianfeng's mind was churning, but he still smiled and nodded gently: "Of course, I'm very happy."

So the purse became lighter.

——When traveling with Zhongli, you must be prepared to become a wallet.

At this moment, Chen Tianfeng suddenly envied [Young Master] Tartaglia, who was the last executive of the Winter Fatui and one of Zhongli's future wallets. He was backed by the Northland Bank, and it was not his own money that he spent, so he didn't need to feel bad.

Chen Tianfeng watched the servant leave, and then looked down at his shriveled purse, and suddenly felt that his money might not last until nightfall.

Being with Mr. Zhongli, safety is safety, but it costs too much money.

He sighed silently, thinking that this was the embodiment of [fairness] of the Rock King Emperor, and it was also in line with the truth that "everything has a price".

"Chen Tianfeng?"

At this moment, a figure came to the tea table, knocked on the table, and looked down at him.

Chen Tianfeng raised his head, his eyes went over the towering mountains, and only then could he see the delicate and beautiful face of the person who came, which inexplicably made people feel dangerous.

It was Ye Lan.

···Is he not going to act anymore?

Or is he going to use his real body as a vest and perform a "Lan You told me about you" scene?

"Who are you?"

Chen Tianfeng pretended to be puzzled, while Zhongli drank a sip of tea and watched the show quietly.

"Someone wants to see you, come with me."

Ye Lan crossed her arms and spoke in a cold tone.

Chen Tianfeng politely looked away. Given his position and perspective, it would be impolite if he didn't look away. He was worried that after Ye Lan found out, she would force him to know what politeness was.

"Ma'am, please allow me to refuse."

Chen Tianfeng stood up and pulled some distance away, his expression serious: "First of all, I don't know you, and I don't know the person who asked you to invite me; secondly, the way you invited people, ma'am, makes me worry that I will encounter an accident after I go with you."

Ye Lan didn't mean to introduce herself or explain the reason. She tossed the dice and raised the corner of her lips: "Brother Chen, do you want to play an interesting game with me?"

She used Lan You's voice.

"···"

I understand, you really don’t want to act anymore... Or maybe you are expressing your sincerity... Chen Tianfeng pondered for a few seconds, then suddenly looked at Zhongli who was leisurely drinking tea and watching a movie: "Mr. Zhongli, can I ask you a favor?" Something?"

"Please say."

Zhongli put down his tea cup.

"For some reasons that are inconvenient to explain, I need to follow what this lady said and go see the mysterious man who is waiting for me." Chen Tianfeng said with a heavy expression: "If I don't come back tomorrow, something unexpected has happened. Please ask Mr. Zhongli Help me report the crime and save me.”

Zhong Li stood up and cupped his hands, not knowing whether it was intentional or not: "Don't worry, little friend, I'll be waiting for you in the Hall of Rebirth."

"...Thank you, Mr. Zhongli."

Chen Tianfeng just thought that Zhong Li said it unintentionally, and continued to stare at him with "implied" earnest eyes, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Obviously hoping that Zhongli would take the initiative to speak up and propose the idea of ​​​​accompanying him.

However, Zhongli remained unmoved, as if he didn't see Chen Tianfeng's expectations.

Okay, if you don't come, you won't come. I'm almost out of money... Chen Tianfeng twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Ye Lan: "Madam, can you tell me the meeting place?"

Ye Lan put away the dice, glanced at Zhongli, his eyes flashed, and gave the answer: "In Liuliting, someone wants to negotiate a big deal with you. Don't worry, there is no danger."