The jade city in winter is full of people, although the place is not large, but it is also one of the more stable cities in Qingguo.

After entering the city, Li Hu separated from Lin Chong and took the people of the town demon guard to the station.

Lin Chong walked around the street, appreciating the customs of Jade City, and it didn't take long to arrive at the area of Wang Yun's ancestral house.

The west of the city is the area where people of a certain social status live in Yucheng, which is the so-called rich area.

The Wang family, which has children as officials for three generations, naturally lives here, and it is one of the big families in Yucheng.

The ancestral home of Wang Yun's family is in a more prosperous area of this area.

According to Wang Yun's description, Lin Chong walked around this place, but he was stunned that he did not find a house similar to his ancestral home.

Wang Yun said that there are two yellow-horned trees in front of the ancestral house, one thick and one thin.

Looks like this is it?

Lin Chong stopped, looked at the two yellow-horned trees of similar thickness a few meters in front of him and muttered.

Maybe more than 20 years have passed, and maybe the thin yellow horn tree has grown thicker.

He couldn't be sure for a moment.

Because behind the two yellow horn trees is not a residence, but a three-story tea house with a yard.

It looks quite tasteful, with a hint of ancient appearance, and the people who come out of the door know that they are not ordinary people just by looking at their dress, and almost all of them are dressed luxuriously.

After observing for a while, he couldn't see the reason outside, so Lin Chong decided to go in and have a look.

He had a gut feeling that the location of this teahouse should be his ancestral home.

Even Lin Chong felt that it had been more than 20 years since Wang Yun left, and the former subordinate Wang Wu had turned this place into a teahouse in order to survive.

With such a good location, Lin Chong felt that it was a bit of a waste to live in it.

Finding a remote corner, Lin Chong changed into the dress of a literati, tied the wrapped knife to the horse's back, took out a paper fan, and led the horse into the teahouse called "Yipinlou" slowly.

Before leaving, Wang Yun instructed him many times that it was best to dress as a literati when he arrived in Yucheng, and not to wander around with a knife on his back all day, so as to look rude, and to be gentle.

Lin Chong didn't want to listen to what Wang Yun said, but after observing at the door for a long time, the people who came in and out looked so cultured, and some poems came out of their mouths from time to time.

The dress of a dusty warrior seems to be a bit incompatible with this environment.

As the young master of Fengcheng, Lin Chong's outfit naturally looks good, with brocade clothes and jade clothes, and at first glance, he is a person with status.

As soon as he entered the small courtyard in front of the door, two teahouse juniors ran over, one helped him tie his horse, and the other led him to the teahouse.

"Guest officer, I see that you are from out of town, and you must not be familiar with our Yipinlou, so I will introduce you to the small one. ”

Xiao Er was very enthusiastic, and quickly introduced Lin Chong to the services of this teahouse, and then took him up to the third floor, saying that he could see most of the street scenes in Yucheng.

Lin Chong sat down at a table by the window, asked for tea and snacks, and did not rush to inquire about the ancestral home.

On the third floor, in addition to him, there were five tables of people drinking tea, all dressed as literati, talking about poetry and songs, anecdotes of the demon clan, and so on.

Lin Chong lacked interest in these topics, and would not prick up his ears to pay attention until they talked about matters related to the imperial examination.

Six years ago, Lin Chong traveled to the Tian Yuan Continent, and after a period of adaptation, Lin Chong got used to it.

The original owner of the body is the same as his name, and even the appearance is similar, and the soul and body are very integrated.

The literati here also love to dance and write ink.

However, those poets and saints in the past world have not appeared here, and those classic poems that have been handed down for thousands of years have not appeared here.

Lin Chong knew very well how lucky this situation was for him as a liberal arts student.

He had no doubt that the poems in his head were enough to bring him to an unparalleled height here.

After having the ability to remember and memorize all the things that the literati in this world need to learn in a short period of time, there is no problem for Lin Chong.

Take things as they come.

Becoming stronger, doing what you want to do, and letting yourself live vigorously is what Lin Chong thinks now.

Drinking tea, Lin Chong thought about what he was going to do next.

Suddenly, the words of a table of guests in the corner reached Lin Chong's ears.

"Brother Tong, when I left Yucheng a year ago, this was still a dilapidated mansion of the Wang family, why has it become a teahouse now?"

"The Wang family is an official eunuch, but they are not short of money, how could they suddenly start a business?"

"Brother Zhang, don't ask this here, it's not good for the people of the Wang family to hear it. ”

The man surnamed Tong hurriedly stopped his companion.

"Why is this? Could it be that there is something unsightly in this? Brother Tong, tell me about it. ”

After the man said this, the voice of the conversation between the two became very quiet, and Lin Chong leaned in that direction to hear the reason for the matter clearly.

It turned out that this was indeed their ancestral home, but a few months ago, Wang Wu, who was guarding the ancestral house, was accidentally bitten to death by a demon beast, and then the Wang family drove Wang Wu's blind daughter-in-law and daughter away on the grounds that Wang Wu's family did not have a deed here, and rewarded this place to the housekeeper of the family.

After the housekeeper got this house, he directly demolished it and changed it to the current teahouse.

This teahouse was built in only two months, and because of the Wang family, the business was not bad, and there were many people who came.

"Title deed?"

Lin Chong sneered in his heart after knowing the reason for the incident.

When he returned to Yucheng this time, Wang Yun had already handed over the deed to Lin Chong, just worried that there would be any twists and turns.

Without thinking about it at all, Lin Chong asked Xiao Er to call the shopkeeper of the teahouse.

"This guest officer, please command, our teahouse will try our best to meet your needs. ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse is a middle-aged man, not badly dressed, and his body looks rich.

"Shopkeeper, I'm from Fengcheng, I'm going to do something here today, are you willing to cooperate with me?"

Lin Chong took a sip of tea and said unhurriedly.

"You're from Fengcheng?"

As soon as Lin Chong's words were finished, the shopkeeper's face sank, and he seemed to be very sensitive to the name Fengcheng.

"Hehe, yes, I'm from Fengcheng. ”

"I heard that this teahouse was opened by the royal family of Yucheng, and it just so happened that the prefect of Fengcheng was also surnamed Wang, and I heard that it was also from your Yucheng royal family. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Chong had a smile on his face, looked at the shopkeeper and didn't say any more.

"I don't know about this, I'm just the shopkeeper invited by the owner of this teahouse. ”

"Guest, if you're okay, I'll go down first, it's very busy on the counter. ”

The shopkeeper of the teahouse was stunned for a moment, his tone suddenly became cold, and he was not so polite to Lin Chong, so he turned around and left.

"Did I let you go?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper of the teahouse wanted to leave, Lin Chong said coldly, he was about to lose his anger.