Chapter 272: That Man Was Last Night's Adulterer

Early in the morning, the street market. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There are many pedestrians on this street, including the people of the city, the villagers selling goods, and the merchants who walk the streets and shout, and from time to time you can see big men and young men wearing weapons.

Xu Meng walked on the street, wearing a green shirt, with a purple ribbon tied on his head, with a dusty temperament, simple and elegant.

With a slight pause, he walked into a teahouse.

The teahouse is not small, there is a three-storey, antique, the tables and chairs inside are placed in place, and it does not seem crowded.

Entering the teahouse, Xu Meng found a table at random and sat down, and immediately, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy walked up, with a white rag draped over his shoulders, and seemed to be a guy from the teahouse, "Guest officer, what are you drinking?" ā€

"Come to Hulongjing." Xu Meng said casually, "Little Er, I first came to your place, I don't know where this is?" ā€

"Oh, we are here in Qiushui Town, which belongs to Jingyang Mansion." The young man wiped the table with the rag on his shoulder, and then hunched over and smiled at Xu Meng.

It can be seen that the young man is very attentive and wipes the table shiny, even if there is not much dust in the first place, he also wipes it very seriously.

It should have seen Xu Meng's clothes, and he was a little afraid that Xu Meng was the kind of person who was nitpicking.

Jingyang Mansion? Where is this?

Xu Meng is slightly flustered, he hasn't been in the Journey to the West Demon Conquering World much, this place name is not familiar, he can only think of Wu Song with this place name, but obviously not.

"Little Er, do you know where Wuzhi Mountain is?"

"Five Finger Mountain? Wuzhi Mountain is not far from Jingyang Mansion, only more than 200 miles away, if you take a carriage, it only takes two or three days to arrive. ā€

The young man was slightly flustered, and then pointed in one direction and said.

Luckily, Baolu didn't throw me too far.

Xu Meng nodded, indicating that he understood, his fingers moved slightly, and a small piece of broken silver appeared on his fingertips and handed it to the young man.

"Guest officer, I don't need so much."

The young man took the silver and said with some trepidation.

"It's okay, the rest is yours." Xu Meng smiled slightly, this bit of silver is nothing to him.

"This ...... Thank you, guest! ā€

The young man hesitated a little, but seemed to have thought of something, then gritted his teeth, agreed, and then bowed deeply to Xu Meng.

Xu Meng's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled, "Hurry up, I'm still waiting for my Longjing." ā€

"Alright, guest officer." The boy smiled, and with a little sunshine and purity, he walked towards the rear.

Time passed minute by minute, but the tea that Xu Meng ordered never came up.

Just when Xu Meng was a little puzzled, a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks and a thin hemp pole walked forward with tea, with a hint of flattery in his tone, "Guest officer, the tea you want." ā€

Xu Meng was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it, just nodded and asked the other party to put the tea down.

Xu Meng stretched out his hand and poured a cup of tea, then turned his head, looked at the young man with a sharp beak standing beside him, and frowned, "What are you still standing here for?" ā€

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks flattered his face froze, as if he had come back to his senses, "Huh? Oh! ā€

His expression stiffened a little, as if he was a little disappointed.

Seeing the young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks leaving, Xu Meng took a sip of tea, and then frowned, "Wait! ā€

"What's going on? Didn't you say that the guests at this table were very generous? ā€

The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks cursed secretly in his heart, but before he could go far, he immediately heard a voice from behind, "Wait! ā€

The young man's face was happy, there was a play!

Hurriedly turned to look at Xu Meng, with a humble and flattering smile on his face, "Guest officer, what else do you command?" ā€

"This tea is not right, my name is Longjing, what kind of tea are you taking?"

Xu Meng frowned, pointed to the tea and said.

The young man's face froze, his joy slowly subsided, and he became a little at a loss, "I don't know, I just took it from Fang Yuan's hand, you wait, I'll call Fang Yuan over." ā€

After saying that, he left immediately, more than ten times faster than the previous procrastination.

Xu Meng looked at the young man who was leaving, waiting quietly.

Just for a moment, the previous teenager trotted over, and as soon as he came, he bowed to Xu Meng, "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I accidentally made a mistake, it's my fault, I'll change your tea for you immediately, and I'll return the money to you." ā€

The young man's expression was full of fear and panic, and his whole body trembled when he said that he was going to return the money.

If Xu Meng told the shopkeeper, I'm afraid he would be fired.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Xu Meng's eyes moved slightly, the other party's clothes were torn in a few places, there were also a few places of mud, and there were also a few redness and swelling on his face, especially there was an extra footprint on his arm.

Xu Meng turned his head and looked at the young man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks hiding behind.

Suddenly, he understood the cause of the incident and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, you can just go and change the tea for me." ā€

"Yes, I'm sorry for your trouble."

The young man looked at Xu Meng, his eyes were slightly red, and he said gratefully, and then left with the tea.

Just after a while, the young man walked up with a pot of tea, carefully put the tea down, and was about to leave, but was stopped by Xu Meng, "Wait! ā€

"Do you have any other commands?"

The young man turned around, his tone was a little panicked, for fear that Xu Meng would regret it and want to trouble him.

"It's okay, let's go." Xu Meng smiled lightly and waved his hand.

The young man's face showed a hint of puzzlement, but he still bowed and walked into the distance, but as soon as he turned around, suddenly, something heavy fell from the cuff and fell into his palm.

This is......

The young man hurriedly turned his head and looked at Xu Meng, his eyes full of gratitude.

Xu Meng smiled slightly and waved his hand.

The young man knew that the other party had already seen the truth of the matter, nodded with slightly red eyes, and left to the rear.

Xu Meng shook his head, and when he saw the other party, he remembered that when he was working, it should have been at such a young age.

I poured a cup of tea and tasted it quietly.

The eyes are slightly bright, this tea tastes fragrant, the drink is sweet and delicious, and the throat is slightly dry, which makes people feel that they can't stop and can't stop.

It should be the best West Lake Longjing.

I knew that the young man should have made himself a good pot of tea.

Xu Meng was sipping tea, and there was a sound of communication from the table next to him,

"Have you heard? We had a big event in Qiushui Town yesterday. ā€

Xu Meng turned his head and looked at the table next to him, but there were three people, all dressed as ordinary people, two young people and one middle-aged.

The middle-aged man was spitting and talking, with a slight hint of excitement.

"What's the matter?" A young man asked, puzzled.

"That's right, Brother Zhao, what's the big deal?" Another young man also said with some curiosity.

"Hey, hey, you don't know, ahem, I'm a little thirsty now." The middle-aged man smiled proudly, then coughed dryly twice, and pretended to be thirsty.

A young man was clear-minded, turned his head and shouted, "Little Er, bring another pot of tea, and I want a good hairy tip!" ā€

"Gotcha!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man appreciatively, and he didn't care, "Who is the richest and most powerful person in our town?" ā€

"If you want to say that you are the richest and most powerful, it is the Yang family." The young man replied, and then his eyes were slightly shocked, "Could it be that something happened to the Yang family?" ā€

"Hey, hey, you don't know, this Yang family, there was a thief last night." Seeing the young man's surprised expression, the middle-aged man was even more proud.

"The Yang family is rich, and it is not surprising that there are one or two thieves who covet the Yang family's money every year." The young man's face turned pale, feeling that the middle-aged man had deceived him, and he was very dissatisfied.

"This thief is not an ordinary thief, he doesn't rush for money, he doesn't rush for treasures, he just rushes for people." The middle-aged man smiled, revealing a hint of you know.

Not to mention, this middle-aged man still has a bit of storytelling, which directly whetted the appetite of the two young people.

"Really?" The two young men held their breath and looked slightly surprised.

"Exactly, it's a flower thief, and I heard that it's still a flying thief." The middle-aged man laughed twice, and said with a smile.

"Poof! Ahem..."

Suddenly, there was a squirting sound in their ears, and the three of them suddenly felt strange, and turned their heads to see that a boy in a green shirt was coughing constantly.

Xu Meng coughed a few times, calmed down, and smiled bitterly, fortunately, no one has seen me.

On the street, a fiery red figure is quite eye-catching, and two little maids in green clothes are standing beside them, strolling on the street.

"Miss, look at this."

The little maid picked up a rouge box and handed it to her young lady.

Yang Xinruo waved her hand, her interest was lacking, her delicate and elegant face was a little depressed, she was actually seen when she was taking a bath last night, and the hateful thief had not been caught yet.

Suddenly, one of the little maids looked stunned, pointed to a certain place, and stammered a little, "Miss... Miss.... That one... That..."

Yang Xinruo turned her head lightly, looking at the panicked maid, a little puzzled, "Cui'er, what's wrong with you?" ā€

"Miss, that person is the thief from last night!"