Chapter 82: The Teahouse Meets the Emperor
After solving the problem of identity gap, Mo Xiao and Di Xiu went to the five schools all the way, and naturally paid attention to the major events that had happened in the five schools recently.
Coincidentally, the only way to go to the Dark Forest in Phantom City, there was an extra teahouse, Mo Xiao wanted to have fun, and even pulled the emperor into it, and called it "dating".
"Two guest officers, I don't know if you want tea or wine?" Beautiful waiter, nice voice, but just asked such a question.
Mo Xiao frowned, and couldn't help sighing: "It's the same ancient costume, it's the same beauty, no matter how the waiter here looks at it, it's more eye-catching than you." ”
"Laugh!" Although Di Xiu also agreed with Mo Xiao's words, he didn't agree with saying it directly.
Simply, the waiter in front of him didn't care, but meekly replied: "This is the myth of the Seven Cities, and I think there should be no teahouse in the Seven Cities that can be compared with this place." ”
"Ahem~" Mo Xiao smirked awkwardly.
She didn't know much about it, so she didn't know what its name meant in the Seven Cities.
Looking at Mo Xiao's embarrassed expression, Di Xiu was slightly stunned, and his heart was inexplicably a little sour-how could she drop someone else's words, this girl would be embarrassed, when Young Master Ben kissed her, she had never been like this!
Hmph, dare to rob him of Mo Xiao's emotions, delusional!
"Aren't you a teahouse? What kind of wine to drink, serve tea. "It's rare for Emperor Xiu to pretend, and Mo Xiao snickered at him to mess around.
This teahouse has not been established for a long time, and most of the staff are students who have just graduated from school, with the frivolity of a teenager, and naturally have a proud mind.
Now, seeing that Mo Xiao and Di Xiu were not very rational, the beautiful waiter didn't even take out the tea recipe, and shouted directly at the counter: "I think these two can only afford to drink the cheapest green tea!" ”
"Ahem, is this shop so dark? We can only drink green tea. Hearing this, Mo Xiao was almost choked by his own saliva in surprise.
Fortunately, Di Xiu kept staring at her, and seeing that she was really uncomfortable, he gently stretched out his hand to smooth her out.
Ignoring the two of them any longer, the waiter had already gone to entertain the other guests, and the artist who simply made the tea did not ignore them, and soon served the piping hot tea.
"The power of true magic." Before he came into contact with the teacup, Di Xiu sensed the power of the strong spell.
Obviously, this teahouse is not selling tea, but the energy contained in tea.
"Smack~"
"What's wrong?" Looking at the teacup that was picked up by Mo Xiao and was still on the table at will, Di Xiu asked worriedly.
"Forcibly increasing energy by external forces is a side-by-side way, not to mention that the power of this spell also covers up the original fragrance of tea, which is really Lang Fei." Don't laugh at the disdainful accusation.
"Laugh! Actually......"
"This young lady has a good eye, but it's a pity that this teahouse doesn't sell tea." Without waiting for Di Xiu to explain, this voice sounded abruptly.
Di Xiu and Mo Xiao turned their heads at the same time, and from a distance, they saw that a young man in ancient costume, dressed in white and shaking a paper fan, walked unhurriedly.
Seeing him, Mo Xiao's first thought was Bai Mo, who was also dressed in white, an ancient costume, a casual, plain smile, a disguise, and a chic.
"Who are you?" Di Xiu asked vigilantly.
He has a feeling that this person is not easy to deal with, if it is a friend, it is best, if it is an enemy...... He couldn't imagine the consequences.
"Who am I? You don't care who you are. It was obviously an arrogant remark, but when this person said it, he couldn't get angry, but took it for granted.
Yes, you don't care who he is, as long as he's not an enemy.
It's just that......
"You don't like to sit with strangers." Seeing that the visitor sat down on his own, Mo Xiao drove people away unceremoniously.
"But Benjun likes to sit with strangers."
"You ......"
"Excuse me, do you want wine or tea?" Mo Xiao just wanted to be angry, but the waiter who had underestimated Mo Xiao and Di Xiu before came to inquire again.
"Got wine?" Hearing the word "wine", this man's eyes flashed, obviously a drunkard, but he just wanted wine, but he changed his mind abruptly, forced the temptation of wine, and reluctantly said: "Two cups of white peony, no need to add magic power." ”
"White peony? Sorry, do you offer a starting price? The waiter asked blandly.
It seems that I am used to seeing customers who understand tea, but they can't afford the price.
"Let's talk about it, what is the price, this gentleman will not be able to afford it." This man stared at the waiter amusedly, his tone was flat, but he didn't dare not listen.
"A nine-fold heavenly dream can be exchanged for a cup of white peony."
"What did you say?" It's rare for this person to have an angry look on his face.
Mo Xiao and Di Xiu on the side glanced at each other, and wanted to interject and ask, how much did their most ordinary green tea cost.
After all, between heaven and earth, unless a master who has ascended to a god has the opportunity to meet the Nine Heavens, if he wants to exchange the Dream for a cup of white peony, even if he is in charge of the Nine Heavens, he may not have this value.
"I suspect you can't afford it."
"Smack!" Who said he couldn't afford it? Now the two illusions that appeared out of thin air on the seat silently refuted the waiter who looked down on people.