To be honest, this kind of activity of tea tasting is really not something that the two of them are good at practicing martial arts all day long, Song Ling has nothing to do with Jiang Shan, as for He Qingtang, he is already a mute, and he can smile and nod when he hears anything.

I have to say that the Oiran is the Oiran, and he has a set of business skills, which is worthy of being the character who makes the ladies of the capital spend a lot of money to drink tea and chat with him.

It's very comfortable to chat with him, as if he can take anything, his words are gentle, and sometimes there are a few appropriate witticisms, which also makes Song Lingyi very happy to chat for a while, and introduces Penglai City to him, and says that he wants to invite him to Penglai Restaurant.

Speaking of Penglai Restaurant, she suddenly remembered that there is also a Penglai Restaurant in the capital, these days I just came to the capital to see the world, I forgot to see my own industry, and it was time to write to my father, the last time I left Diancheng to go home to the letter.

Jiang Shan also felt that since they were curious about themselves, it was better to invite them to come over and have a look, after all, they were distinguished guests in the building, and it also alleviated the embarrassment.

As an Oiran, with so many people sent every day, he naturally saw at a glance that Song Ling wanted to leave, and as for the other girl, it seemed that she hadn't woken up yet.

He picked up the white porcelain teacup and said, "Today is an acquaintance with the two girls, I will replace the wine with tea and toast the two of you with a glass." I still have a show to prepare for tonight, so I can't accompany him more. ”

"It's okay, I also have something to go out, I'm bothering you today, I'll definitely invite you to Penglai Restaurant for dinner another day." ”

As soon as Song Ling put down the teacup, grabbed He Qingtang in the clouds and fog and left, and walked out of the courtyard gate, she came back to her senses: "Where are we going?"

"Senior sister, if you restrain yourself, the prince of Jiangshan is about to be stared at by you just now. ”

He Qingtang was not embarrassed at all: "The opportunity is rare, I can't help but look carefully." ”

"You really like Jiangshan Gongzi. Song Ling turned around and stared at He Qingtang's eyes.

"When I saw him and listened to him, I was very amused, and my heart rejoiced. ”

Song Lingyi felt that the little pink in He Qingtang's eyes seemed to be back, and somehow, she was also a little happy: "It's so good." ”

"What's good," He Qingtang's expression changed stiffly: "It's almost to the door of the Qin Tower, you haven't told me where to go?"

"Go to Penglai Restaurant to give me a family heirloom, take a walk!"

As a facial paralysis, He Qingtang naturally didn't want people to see that he was a little shy, so he pushed Song Lingyi straight out and got into his own carriage.

During the day, in fact, Song Lingyi hadn't gone out much, the carriage walked all the way, and there were prosperous scenes along the way, but it was still very different from Penglai City, orderly, and the vendors' specifications were more organized.

The carriage was about to approach the familiar signboard of Penglai Restaurant, but it couldn't step forward, but there was a commotion around, and there were many people on the third floor and the outer three floors, and Song Ling got out of the car and decided to go on his own.

If you listen carefully, it seems that someone is arguing in front of the restaurant.

"Wu Er, what do you mean? You actually voted for Miss He San, do you look down on my sister?"

"I don't mean anything, the voting of the top ten beauties in the capital is fair and open, I think whoever is beautiful will vote for whom, whoever stipulates that I am married to your sister, I must vote for her. ”

"Nonsense, my sister is fragrant and beautiful, it was your family who came to the door to ask for marriage, and you dared to humiliate my Gu family so much. ”

"That's not what I said," the second son of Wu shook the folding fan, trying in vain to show his romantic temperament in the cold winter wax moon: "The person who came to the door to marry is my father's mother, Miss He San is famous in the capital, you ask the people around you, is this the case?"

The surrounding melon-eating masses also responded to him in twos and threes.