"Young master, are you here to buy tea again? We just got new tea here. It is produced in the East China Sea. It is guaranteed to be the freshest and tenderest new tea picked this year. It just arrived yesterday!"
A small city, a well-decorated tea house, Qin Yang stood at the door, silent.
The guy at the door has very poisonous eyes. There are four people in a group. One has a scar on his face and wears a half-mask. But his face was expressionless, and he looked like a guard.
These three people are obviously not the ones who make up their minds.
Only the other one, who is handsome and has deep eyes, is the rightful young man who looks like your son at first glance, especially when looking at the other party's unmoving appearance, he is definitely not bad for money, and he is not the first. The regular customer who came for the second time.
What they like most is this kind of aristocratic son.
Seeing that the master did not respond, the waiter pondered for a while, maybe this young guest didn¡¯t like new tea, which lacked the charm of the years, and the waiter lowered his voice when he thought about it.
"My lord, if you don't like new tea, we still have old tea with full of charm and long aftertaste. I guarantee you will be satisfied."
Qin Yang suddenly sighed, looking at the buddy's eyes, quite confused.
Unexpectedly, the first stop of the underground industry chain that came to him was the one closest to him, and the place that was also ranked in the forefront in terms of scale turned out to be a high-end secret brothel.
Now I finally understand why a good tea house is called Baishui Changqing, shouldn¡¯t the place that sells tea be called Xuan Xuan? If you insist on calling it Baishui, why do you let people go in and drink boiled water?
? Now it suddenly dawns on me, and I feel admiration. What the owner chooses the name of the store depends entirely on his mood. The four words "Bai Shui Chang Qing" really match the teahouse when you think about it deeply.
But at the same time, if you know what this place is for, these four words have another meaning.
What kind of new tea? Is he a young boy who came out on the first day to make a living? Is there anything he doesn¡¯t understand about Jianghu slang? A small island country like the Claw Kingdom, who can¡¯t stretch his arms or legs, can give birth to a fart good tea.
Isn't she the newly brought girl from the country of Chowkyu?
Qin Yang glanced at the buddy, and casually tossed him a fourth-grade spirit stone.
"I'm looking for your big shopkeeper to lead the way."
The man groped for the Lingshi, put it into his sleeve naturally, thought it over, and said.
"My lord, didn't you come to taste tea? Let me say a little more, you have something to do with our big shopkeeper. You can tell me a little bit, and the younger one can report it. Those who can¡¯t see the shopkeeper will be beaten first.¡±
"I am kind-hearted, and I came here specially to save your big shopkeeper, or to save the people behind your big shopkeeper. I am doing courtesy first and then soldiers. If he disappears, I will tear down your restaurant and tell your shopkeeper, Ding Tian Han Anming of the company, Mr. Han, my eighth friend, what I have to do now is to help Mr. Han, don't make yourself uncomfortable." Qin Yang squinted his eyes, and patted the guy on the shoulder with a smile.
The guy's complexion changed slightly, he squeezed out a smile, and said hastily.
"Sir, later."
After a while, the man led them through the teahouse and went straight to the third floor.
A middle-aged man with a goatee and an ordinary appearance that is not worth describing, with a smile on his face, greeted him at the door with his hands folded.
"My lord, Wang Defu, is the shopkeeper of this teahouse. I am sorry for my disappointment."
Leading everyone in, after Qin Yang sat down, he said directly without talking nonsense.
"Wang Defu? Your second shopkeeper seems to be called Wang Defu, forget it, it doesn't matter, I just came to ask you something."
"The shopkeeper is away from home. I'm not talented. I hope you will forgive me for acting as the shopkeeper." Wang Defu replied without changing his expression, and then tentatively said: "If you dare to ask your son Gao's name, I'm sorry I didn't recognize it. .¡±
"My surname is Qin Mingyang. It doesn't matter if you know me or not. You go to the tea house at the gate of the city, sit at the window, and the guy who drank two hours of tea is a member of Ding Tiansi. You can find out by asking. I'm too lazy. Talk nonsense to you, I ask you to answer, I don't want to answer, it doesn't matter if I waste my time perfunctory, you can try it, watch me tear down your teahouse, the big boss behind you, dare to say a word no. "
Wang Defu wanted to say something else, but Qin Yang stopped him with a wave.
"Have you caught a mermaid girl recently, followed by a silly black donkey?"
"My son, what did you say, I can't hear you"
Wang Defu's faceWhat the hell, he's not from Ding Tiansi, he's just using Han Anming's signboard to fool people, what evidence is he looking for?
Anyway, so many days have passed, the matter has already spread, and Han Anming has not jumped out to deny it.
He is afraid that his mouth is about to smile crookedly. There is such a group of enthusiastic people who are united as one to help the court share the worries. He has never encountered such a situation in handling cases before.
This is probably the smoothest time he has handled the case. He has already restrained himself from jumping out to cheer Qin Yang up.
It's just that Qin Yang is still a little worried. Up to now, no one has secretly sent Xiao Qi out. Could it be that one of these people took him away?
They must all know the seriousness of the matter. Could it be that within this underground force, can they carry it to the end with one heart and one mind?
If it was really done by someone from one of the forces, the first to do it is most likely someone from within them. If it continues to develop, it will be too late for them to regret it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com