Yongjing is worthy of the capital, the people are rich and rich, just after the festival, the street is still lively with people. Su Musha walked through the city, and his heart was heavy. It's still early in the morning, but the shops on the street are starting to put out their meals, and the aroma is pouring out from the restaurants, which is mouth-watering.

Faced with the temptation of delicious delicacies, Su Musha was not moved at all, everything is fragrant on weekdays, and everyone is like a cake, but today he has no appetite at all, as if it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat for three or two days.

Just turn to the east of the street, there is a teahouse in front of you, the building is very tall and broad, the business is also very prosperous, there are several horse trough on the left side in front of the teahouse, there are more than a dozen horses bowing their heads and chewing forage, the horses are rare to see good horses.

On the right, there were a few idlers, surrounded by a man wearing a melon skin hat, constantly talking, the man looked lazy, and kept glancing at the teahouse, obviously waiting for something.

Although this teahouse looks magnificent, it is not attractive in the eyes of Su Musha. It's just that she can't eat, and she can't stand people and don't greet her, but she stood at the door and glanced at it casually, and the guy in the teahouse had already greeted her with a smile, and said with a smile: "Girl, please, freshly baked morning tea snacks, your fresh eyebrows are going to fall off." ”

Su Musha shook his head with a smile, and was about to leave, but the guy had already stopped: "If the girl thinks that the dine-in below is not clean, there is a private room upstairs, which is very clean." ”

At this time, the sound of chatting and chatting upstairs continued to float down, and it was very noisy and lively. Su Musha raised his eyebrows, the man's face did not change, and said: "Drink tea, who doesn't want to be lively," he leaned closer and said in a mysterious voice, "It's good to be lively and lively, isn't all the news spread out in this lively and lively room?" ”

Su Musha's heart moved when he heard this, and he was not in a hurry to leave, but asked slowly: "Is this place so lively every day?" ”

Suddenly, there was a sound of stairs, and a man in brocade hurriedly stepped down from the upper floor. Strode out the door and said a few words to the man in the melon skin hat. When the man heard this, his face was full of red light, and he replied in a loud voice, "Okay." Okay, the little one will go up and talk back. After speaking, he followed the man back to the second floor of the teahouse.

"Who is that?" Su Musha asked curiously.

The guy let out an "oh" with an eager smile on his face, but didn't rush to answer her question.

Su Musha smiled knowingly and said, "Find a place upstairs." ”

"Okay. Girl upstairs please. ”

The man dragged out the curtain upstairs, and the upstairs was mostly scattered seats, and the space between the tables was quite large, so that the guests could talk without worrying about being listened to by irrelevant people. At the corner of the second floor, two partitions are carved out as private rooms.

I don't know if the guy was unintentional or intentional, the seat he brought to Su Mu was at the door of one of the private rooms, and two or three figures in the room could be seen through the shadow of the paper door, one of them was wearing a melon skin hat and standing straight. There was also a burly figure who was also standing. These two people are in the shadow. It is not clear what the person sitting there is.

In addition, the second floor was full of people, and what was said in the private room was even more indistinct.

Su Musha ordered a few snacks at random and asked for a pot of tea. When the things were brought to the table and tasted it, he frowned secretly, the things in this teahouse were really not delicious. She put down her chopsticks, looked around, and saw that there were no traces of chopsticks on the refreshments on each table, and she was even more surprised: it is too abnormal for the cooking business to do this kind of thing, since this place does not rely on eating and drinking. So what does it depend on?

During this period, a few people went up to the second floor one after another under the guidance of the teahouse guys, dressed very similarly to the previous melon skin hats. When they came up, they did not sit down to eat, but walked to a few tables of guests. Stand or sit at the table and talk non-stop.

Su Musha beckoned the guy and asked, "How do you do business in this place?" It's the same guest, why favor one over the other? ”

When the man heard this half-truth accusation, he was a little stunned for a while, and asked, "What does the girl mean by this, the little one doesn't understand it." ”

Su Musha gestured to the surrounding tables. He whispered, "Why don't I have those people here to talk to?" ”

The guy said "oh", his expression was covered with calmness, and he said lightly: "If the girl is in need, the little one will call someone for you, but," he shook the white towel on his shoulder, and continued slowly, "Does the girl know the rules for dealing with these 'information dealers'?" ”

"Message mongers?"

This name sounds fresh, but it is also straightforward, Su Musha smiled and said, "The rules are different in different places, why don't you tell me about your rules here?" ”

"It's very simple," said the fellow in a slick manner, apparently accustomed to this kind of business, "if you are good to ascend, there are green hills outside the city; If you love to wander, there is a spring garden in the east of the city. If you seek to see clearly, but hide from the depths; If you are deaf, you can speak freely. ”

Su Musha glanced at the guy a few times and said, "If I want to buy it, I will buy the best, don't use the mixed leftovers to fool me." ”

"Everyone who comes here wants good news," the man laughed, and there was no joy in his laughter, but rather disdain, "but good news is not something that everyone can afford." ”

"It's not up to you to judge whether you can afford it or not," Su Musha said as he stood up, "I'll ask the person who knows the goods, and hear what price he offers." Saying that, she walked towards the private room in the corner without hesitation, and the man was startled when he saw this, hurriedly blocked her way, and said in a low voice, "What is the girl going to do?" ”

"I said, I'll buy the best if I want," Su Musha raised his eyelids, "In my opinion, the best is standing in here." ”

"Girl, this private room is not something that can be broken into," the guy looked at her for a long time, shook his head and smiled, "You're just afraid that you're from outside and don't understand the rules." Now go back, I'll take you one step further, but it's ......," he said hehehe, and that's it.

If it is ordinary, according to Su Musha's temperament of not liking to cause trouble, most of the people who encounter this kind of thing will laugh and pass by. But today, her heart is full of anger, let alone a step, she will not retreat half a step.

At the time of the stalemate, there was a sudden "squeak", and the paper door of the private room was opened from the inside, and the melon skin hat flashed out and closed the door with his backhand. The door opened and closed, and Su Musha glanced at the person sitting at the table...... There are no feet.

She was shocked in her heart, suddenly figured out the reason, and laughed secretly.

The melon skin hat didn't look at her, his eyes only stayed on the guy for a while, and he was about to leave after a slight nod, when he suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and was blocked by a young girl, and asked angrily: "What are you doing?" ”

"I want to buy a message." Su Musha said straight to the point.

Who would have thought that the melon skin hat didn't raise its eyelids, and simply said neatly: "Go, go, don't sell!" ”

(Heroine's diary 83, July 6, Mao, I thought there were no feet, but in fact, the legs were short~) (to be continued.) )