Remote villages, old, mottled yellowed streets.

In the dilapidated cabin, Chu Tiannan and Yelu Feiguang sent something to Sister-in-law Wang.

I'm out of the door.

Yelu Feiguang: "Throne, do you want to go to the Red Mansion first, these guys, don't kill them?"

Chu Tiannan had a black line on his forehead.

"Don't be so murderous. ”

Only then did he go to the north and shouted and shouted to kill, and he went to the north to get it.

In addition to the endless wars and killing atmospheres in the north, the level of medical care is also very high, Yelu Feiguang has a private psychiatrist, but this kid has never seen much.

Chu Tiannan said: "This time it's over, go back and transfer your personal doctor and let him take a look." ”

Now it was Yelu Feiguang's turn to darken his face.

"Actually, I feel that I am mentally healthy......

"Then you still want to kill those guys?"

"Yes. ”

"Honestly go to the doctor. ”

"Gotcha. ”

Chu Tiannan didn't pay attention to this kid, he promised well, and when it was time to call the doctor over, this kid would definitely find a bunch of reasons to escape every day.

He had to think about it carefully, the story of the Red Mansion.

Since Jian Chen is very likely to be in the Red Mansion, let's go over and take him down first, and by the way, call this so-called Mr. Liu over, this matter must be thoroughly investigated.

I can't find it clearly, but it can be big or small.

The Tale of the Red Chamber.

Just like when he came here at the beginning of that year, the other side of the Red Mansion was still the same Jiajiadong, Chu Tiannan has always wondered why the two families didn't fight, and they are still safe and sound until today, which can be regarded as a good thing.

The Red Mansion sounds poetic, but it is not, it has three floors, and the floor is full of gold.

A wind of luxury is blowing in the face.

In the wind and dust, there will be people of temperament.

As the old saying goes, every time you slaughter more dogs, you are always a reader.

This golden building is a gold kiln, and it is also a heroic place.

From ancient times to the present, people from all walks of life will come to this place to consume, and Chu Tiannan has also come many times when he is in front of the throne of the Northern Realm.

People go batch after batch, and the place is eternal.

Since a long time ago, the place of Red Mansion has been demarcated, during which the boss has been changed, the name has been changed, and the decoration has been changed, and the rest is a thick smell.

At this moment, Chu Tiannan and Ye Lu Fei entered the golden and brilliant hall, with porcelain steps covered with gold leaf, and it was not a joke to paste gold all over the building, and it was not dazzling when the red light was turned on, and the warm color was sultry.

If you want to talk about the Golden Building, the first two floors are just a picture of fun, and the third floor is the real scenery.

Ascending to the top of the floor, Yelu Feiguang and Chu Tiannan looked down, but it was also wide, a female waitress with a bewitching demeanor. led them all the way up to the third floor without saying much.

This gold building has a minimum consumption limit, which is not low, and the higher it goes, the higher it will be. is only the lowest level, which is enough for the level of sister-in-law Wang, and if you work hard all your life, you may not be able to pay it.

Not to mention, the third floor of the Golden Building.

At this time, Yelu Feiguang and Chu Tiannan were standing on the third floor, and they could see far away.

At a glance, almost all the golden buildings can be seen.

Chu Tiannan and Yelu Feiguang sat on the table, surrounded by a few middle-aged men chattering beside them, there are not many people on the third floor on weekdays, most of them are the same people, the younger generation does not dare to come to the third floor to consume, this money is too much, it can't be spent, and there is no need.

Usually people come to the third floor, all of them are a group of people. It's right here.

Chu Tiannan knocked on the table calmly and asked casually, "What floor did you say that strange person was on?"

"I only heard a lot of people's talk, but I didn't hear it clearly. ”

Chu Tiannan knocked on the golden bowl on the table, there was a crisp sound from the binding, and the waiter hurriedly trotted all the way over, the consumption on the third floor was high, but the service level was also very good, and he was definitely at home.

The waiter guards one table at a time, just beside him, what you say, he won't listen, listen, can't speak.

As long as you start knocking on this golden bowl, even if the waiter is about to fall asleep standing there, you have to run over and listen to it as soon as possible.

The waiter smiled at this time and said, "This master, you just command." ”

"Find two neat mouths, what happened in the Golden Building yesterday, and talk about it with me back and forth. ”

"Okay, don't worry, I'll invite you over, the best storyteller, people will eat this bowl of rice." ”

Chu Tiannan shook his hand, let's go.

There is no need to tip, the list of fees charged by Jinlou itself includes the service fee, which is the so-called tip.

Of course, there are some alternative guests, not to mention swaggering, but it is pleasing to the eye, and it is normal to throw some money as a tip.

These general Red Mansion records do not take commissions, and they can ask for extra tips by themselves, which can be regarded as waiter skills.

They recruit waiters in the Red Mansion, but they don't recruit according to their appearance, they have more requirements, and their eyes see that on the one hand, all kinds of etiquette, attitude, and expression have to be required.

Just put a good-looking vase here, said the wrong thing, and provoked people, but it all depends on the Red Mansion to settle the matter.

Chu Tiannan didn't comment on this, normal consumption, there is no place for luxury, besides, luxury is only relative. For some, this place is indeed a luxury, but for others, it is a matter of throwing money.

At this time, the store of Red Mansion can be regarded as having brought the storyteller over, with a goatee, a face with soles, and a black sunglasses, good guy, just this dress, just two words, professional!

Sensei said something else, waved the white folding fan to this station, waved his sleeves, and looked at this, what is this called, cat and mouse, diamond diamond blocking porcelain work.

The storyteller came, first introduced himself, and was also modest, and bowed at this time: "Second master, I am the storyteller of the Jinlou here, and my name is Gong Liu'er." ”

"I have been learning art since I was a child, and I am with Mr. Gong Er, thirty-four is in this golden building, and now there are two in forty, the two masters listened to the story of yesterday, do you want to listen to what I said to be more exciting, or is it more true?"

Chu Tiannan knocked on the table, dripping and dripping.

Mr. Storyteller's set is called self-reporting.

The three religions and nine streams of the rivers and lakes have been passed down to the present, and those in the streets and alleys also recognize this teacher from the arts, and those who learn martial arts also recognize this teacher.

Gong Liu'er said this, he said it first, which school and which school here, after listening to your own evaluation.

Generally, the master reports like this, and the younger generation will first say that he is a teacher, and then he is humble and says that he has just entered the teacher, please forgive me for saying that it is not good.

This is the rule, and the older generation set it for the sake of face, but also for survival.

Listen to what the older generation said, next time you are willing to come, recognize our faction, you can have more business, listen to the younger generation is not good, please forgive me, give face, don't smash our field next time.

So, many of the rules of the older generation, in fact, are not so complicated and obscure, look at the era at that time, they are all for living, there must be essence, but there is also dregs, after all, the times are different, stick to the rules, and use the previous way of life to deal with the current society, isn't this also a dead end.

The running restaurant has to let people make an elbow fifty years ago, and if they can't do it, they will die of starvation.