"Young Master, don't leave--"

When the vendor saw that the financial owner had left, the 100-yuan stale money he had received was gone, and he was so anxious that he screamed like a monkey.

The young man didn't look back and disappeared into the bustling crowd.[]

The vendor slapped his thighs in regret, and suddenly glanced at Shi Wei again, and immediately smiled and said, "Young Master, do you still want this bunch of ice-scented candy fruit? You can take it away with ten coins."

Shi Wei showed a contempt and sneered.

"Five slogans are OK."

"Isn't it always possible?"

Shi Wei was indifferent and looked at the monkey and saw the hawker who was tempted by money, which had been reduced by half a day. Then he said without expression: "I only paid a penny."

"One penny?" The vendor suddenly became anxious and shouted, "You are kidding. My ice-scented candy fruit was originally sold for ten pennies."

Shi Wei said coldly: "If you don't want to sell it for a penny, then I will go to the government to sue you for the crime of raising prices and cheating customers. You can do it yourself."

The vendor was scared all of a sudden. He thought to himself that the young man in front of him was willing to pay ten cents of money to buy a bunch of fruits. He must have some background. Now he really ignored it. If he really sued the government to convict him, he would think what should he do.

After thinking about it, the vendor quickly softened and shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, just write it for one article. Today I will be unlucky when I meet you and that young man."

From 100,000 to 1 article, the hawker's dream of getting rich overnight is shattered, and the dejected spirit can be imagined.

Shi Wei was also angry at the vendor's jealousy. Now he was slandering him and he let out a sigh of anger, so he no longer had the same knowledge as him.

He threw down a penny at will, picked the ice-scented candy and handed it to Pan Zisu.

"My stomach is uncomfortable, I'm afraid I can't eat this thing." Pan Zisu was seen through by Shi Wei and continued to pretend.

Shi Wei smiled and said, "I know your feelings. We have made a profit from a penny of rock candy fruit. Do you really not eat it?"

Pan Zisu was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and a little embarrassed flashed across her face.

She had no choice but to straighten her body, take the candy fruit, take it lightly, and look at Shi Wei's warm smile, and couldn't help but laugh.

Shi Wei asked, "We can't afford this money, why did you give in to that sissy just now?"

Pan Zisu sighed, "I know you have some savings, but you are going to support this family now and have no income. You just spend that big money for this small matter. If you don't feel sorry for me, I will feel sorry for you. Besides, we are new to Bianjing and are not familiar with the place. I think that young man must be a powerful child, so it's better not to offend him."

Pan Zisu patiently persuaded her. Her words were appropriate and knowledgeable, but she convinced Shi Wei from the bottom of her heart.

He immediately took Pan Zisu's hand and said, "I am a little stubborn sometimes. Fortunately, you can remind you all the time. It is really a blessing for me, Shi Wei, to be by my side, to be able to get a confidante like you.

Pan Zisu's heart was as sweet as if she had eaten honey, but her face felt a little shy again. She just let him hold his hands, lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

When the two of them were ambiguous and warm, Cao Cong hurriedly stepped onto the bridge and apologized: "I just delayed things just now, and I came a step late, so I have been waiting for a long time."

Pan Zisu was busy pulling her hand away.

Shi Wei coughed a few times and said with a smile: "We have just arrived and we just met an interesting sissy just now, so it's not in vain."

"Sister?" Cao Cong looked puzzled.

Shi Wei said: "Brother Cao isn't you going to invite us to Fanlou for a drink? I'll tell you this interesting thing slowly on the way."

So, the three of them got off Zhouqiao and went to Donghuamen Street with laughter.

After a while, Shi Wei finally saw this big restaurant called "the No. 1 floor in the world" by Cao Cong.

This Fan Building consists of five buildings of the same format and the best. Flying bridges and exposed ladders are built between each floor, which can be connected to each other and can be overlooked by the railings.

Shi Wei stood below and looked up, judging that the highest point of Fan Building was at least as high as a modern six-story building.

In modern times, this height is of course nothing, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, most of the houses on the streets of Bianjing City were brick and wood bungalows. Fanlou was located in it, and it looked like a crane standing out in the flock. How could it not give people a feeling of towering into the sky?

When I walked into the restaurant and looked around, I saw that every aisle in Fan Building and every pavilion was hung with bead curtains and embroidered foreheads. The decoration was extremely particular and luxurious.

Shi Wei couldn't help but exclaim: "This name on the world's first floor is indeed worthy of its reputation when I see it today."

"This is still during the day. If you come to Fanlou at night, the candlelight will shine, the lights will be novel and the scenery will be better. Especially on the night of the first day of the first lunar month, a lamp will be lit in each tiled eaves. From a distance, Fanlou will be like a golden dragon flying in the vast night sky. The scenery is simply beautiful."

Cao Cong, the "local", said proudly.

Listening to Cao Cong's description, Pan Zisu's pretty face couldn't help but show her longing, and she said, "Since the scenery of Fanlou is better at night, why doesn't Mr. Cao take us here to see it when we are at night?"

Cao Cong said: "On the first day of the first lunar month this year, I will definitely invite two of you to come to Fanlou to enjoy the lanterns. Today I invite Shi Wei, but I still have other intentions."

"Is there another purpose?" Shi Wei and Pan Zisu looked at each other, and both showed suspicion.

Cao Cong smiled a little mysteriously on his face: "Brother Shi will naturally know when he is here, let's go up to the three mountains."

For big hotels like Fanlou, those who come here to consume are naturally high-end wine lovers with a lot of money.

Those drinkers who don’t have much money usually sit in the downstairs hall, and these places are called "door bed horse road".

As for those rich and alcoholic customers, most of them choose to go upstairs, called "mountain climbing".

The word "up to the three mountains" Cao Cong actually means going up to the third floor.

Shi Wei and the others followed Cao Cong up the stairs.

Having just reached a few steps and looked down from a high place, Shi Wei saw hundreds of girls gathered in the small pavilions beside the horse road downstairs. Looking from afar, it seemed as if flowers were blooming and flowers were competing for beauty.

Seeing this scene, Shi Wei couldn't help but take a few more glances, and Cao Cong laughed and said, "Brother Shi brought Miss Pan here today. Otherwise, he could choose a few good singers on Fanlou to appreciate the differences between the smoky and willow women in Bianjing and the taste of Jinling City."

Cao Cong's words naturally imply Feng Yue.

His voice was low, and he was talking to Shi Wei for his hearing, but Pan Zisu, who was behind him, was very clear-eyed. Somehow he heard it, so he covered his mouth and coughed a few times.

Cao Cong hurriedly shut up and smiled and winked at Shi Wei.

Shi Wei laughed at himself: "Shi Mouyi, how dare you talk about the romantic relationship? Brother Cao was joking."

While speaking, they had already gone up to the third floor. Cao Cong took a breath, but smiled strangely: "Brother Shi, don't be humble. Today's people are the people in the Ming Dynasty. Maybe they are high-ranking officials and nobles. It depends on whether you can seize the opportunity."

Cao Cong's words were also secretly mysterious, and Shi Wei's doubts became even stronger.

"Here, Brother Shi, let's go in."

Cao Cong led them to the "Wangxian Pavilion" in the east. When he was about to cross the flying bridge, he was blocked by several soldiers and maids.

These people first asked them to show their posts, and then they actually wanted to search for their bodies.

Shi Wei couldn't help but say, "I'll be searched for a drink when I go to a restaurant. What's the rule?"

Cao Cong said: "Brother Shi, you don't know anything. Today I will bring you here, not only to have a drink, but also to attend a poetry and essay meeting."

"Wenhui?" Shi Wei was stunned for a moment, and still puzzled: "Even if it is Wenhui, you shouldn't search anyone."

Cao Cong raised a smile on his lips and said with his ears: "Brother Shi, you don't know anything. It's no one who presided over this literary meeting. It was Dezhao, the second prince of the Song Dynasty."

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