There are already five dishes, a soup and a pot of tea on the table, all of which seem to have not been used, and there is only one person on the other side, if it is a burly man, it is just that, but it is obviously a middle-aged scribe with a thin body, so many dishes, can you eat them all?

Wei Chimu naturally found out, but he didn't worry as much as Gu An, so he took the teapot on the table and poured two cups of tea. One of them was pushed to the middle-aged scribe, and the other was tasted by himself.

The scribe snorted, "Thank you." His voice was a little hoarse, and when he finished speaking, he raised his glass and took a sip.

"This ......" Gu An glanced at Wei Chimu with some uneasiness in surprise, obviously feeling that the prince's behavior was inappropriate, this middle-aged scribe looked very good, but the tea on this table was not free, and all the food and drink in this inn had to be bought with silver. And the prince pours tea for someone he doesn't know?

But Wei Chimu didn't seem to see his expression, not only drank tea, but even took a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks and ate the dishes on the table.

"Wang ......" realized that the word Wang Ye almost blurted out, Gu An hurriedly changed his words: "My lord—"

"Eat with confidence. Wei Chimu's calm and breezy appearance was in strong contrast to Gu An's anxiety.

Even though the prince spoke and started eating, where could Gu An settle down.

Not long after, a person came in from outside the inn, who was also a scribe, who looked similar in age to Yu Chi Mu, and when he came, he didn't wait for Xiao Er's beckoning, and walked straight towards Yu Chi Mu's table.

The middle-aged scribe and the man obviously knew each other, but the middle-aged scribe nodded slightly to the visitor, raised his hand and beckoned the other party to sit down.

Seeing this, Gu An was even more uneasy, but the prince still looked like he was nothing, eating the dishes by himself, and at this time, the little second brother also served three more dishes, and a small table was full.

"Meeting is fate, brother Tai does not need to be restrained, although this inn is not big, the dishes are well cooked, and then eat at the same table, you don't have to be polite. The middle-aged scribe said with a smile on his face.

Wei Chimu and the scribe who had just come over had already eaten generously, Gu An smiled bitterly, feeling that he seemed to be too nervous, and said, "Then Gu Mou is welcome." And he ate it, and he got up.

A table full of dishes, but it's also four big men eating together, and it doesn't take long to eat seventy-seven eighty-eight, and the middle-aged scribe stopped at the earliest, poured a cup of tea and drank it.

"I wonder if the two of you are interested in the art of Qimen Dunjia?" Seeing that the others had eaten almost enough, the middle-aged scribe suddenly asked.

Hearing Qimen Dunjia, Gu An immediately came to his senses, and his expression, which had been a little restrained before, relaxed, and said with a little excitement: "Your Excellency, isn't it also a person in this way?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, and did not answer directly, but said, "If you two are interested, you might as well go and study in the room." ”

"This ......" Gu An, who was originally very excited, hesitated a little now. After all, although they had eaten together at the same table for nearly half an hour, they didn't say a few words, and besides, their purpose of entering the customs this time had not been achieved, and the war on the side of the Shengxing Dynasty was still going on, so he didn't come to enjoy the mountains and rivers......

"That's a nuisance. When Gu An was still hesitating, Wei Chimu had already spoken.

Gu An's eyes widened, and he felt that since the prince entered this inn, he was really abnormal everywhere, but he didn't want to ask too much, besides, he thought that if he said the first to Qimen Dunjia's technique, no one dared to say the second, so he was naturally very curious about how deep the other party's attainments were.

"Welcome, both of you, please come with me. The middle-aged scribe nodded, and then took the lead in getting up.