Chapter 35: The Bottom Line (Collect!) )

"Zhou Shao, sit down!" Yang Jie is enthusiastic.

took the initiative to pull out three chairs, asked Yang An and the three to sit down, took the teapot, poured three cups of tea, cleaned it, poured out the tea, poured three cups again, and put it in front of the three people.

"Wait a minute, the slave family will call the girl."

Twisting the peach buttocks, the vest line swayed from side to side, went out of the room, and then closed the door.

Qin Chen wanted to ask, but he was not familiar with Zhou Ping.

It's the same even after a few encounters.

"Often?" Yang An spoke.

"I used to come to play a lot, but lately I've come less often." Zhou Ping pointed to the tea.

"This is Lingxi tea, grown by the sea, scarce in quantity, containing spiritual power, taste it."

"Okay." Yang An held the teacup, and the tea lid was charged a few times, and he took a sip.

It's a little salty, with the humidity of the sea, and the spiritual power is relatively sufficient.

"This tea isn't cheap, is it?"

He took another sip before putting down the teacup.

"One thousand two one tael." Zhou Ping held up three fingers.

"So expensive?" Qin Chen's eyes widened.

Hurriedly put down the teacup.

looked at Yang An with a bitter face: "Brother An, don't you want to change places?" It's not something we can afford to consume. ”

Yang An was calm and unhurried, and the silver he had recently obtained added up to more than 150,000 taels.

Working hard, isn't it just for enjoyment?

Again.

He promised them that he also wanted to see the next world.

"How can you leave when you first arrive?"

"Yes...... But you have so much silver? Qin Chen touched it in his arms, took out a silver ticket of two hundred taels, and put it in front of him.

"I only have so much, and the rest is with my sister."

"Put it away." Yang Andao.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door at this time, interrupting Qin Chen's words, and he had no choice but to put away the silver ticket.

But he was restless, his butt was twisting, and he didn't even dare to drink the Lingxi tea in the teacup.

Weakly thought: "I only took a sip, and when I poured the tea into it, Brother An will pay less silver." ”

"Come in." Zhou Ping said.

The door opened.

Yang Jie led a group of girls and walked in from the outside, and then closed the door, a total of twelve people, no less than 1.7 meters, with long legs, white and tender skin, like tofu, and there was water if they were not squeezed.

The facial features are exquisite, the figure is superb, each has its own temperament, and there are many types, from knowledgeable and reasonable, to mature and glamorous.

The quality of the girls in the front yard exploded.

Yang An knew in her heart that this was to see Zhou Ping's face, she would bring them over, if it was herself and Qin Chen, it was estimated that there would be those people in the front yard, and there might not be any good ones.

"Zhou Shao, are you satisfied? Do you want another batch? Yang Jie asked.

Zhou Ping drank Lingxi tea and looked at Yang An: "How is it?" ”

Yang An shook his head, he didn't like this.

A little red lips are tasted by thousands of people, not his dish.

"What about you?" Zhou Ping looked at Qin Chen.

"Turn around." Qin Chen said.

The girls turned their backs to him.

"That's it." Qin Chen said.

"Another batch." Zhou Ping thought he didn't like it.

"No, just take a look." Qin Chen explained.

“???” Zhou Ping was suspicious.

Yang An knew why, and ordered: "Let them go down and serve the food!" ”

"Wait a minute!" Yang Jie didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction.

Take the girls and leave.

The door closed again.

"You can't?" Zhou Ping asked.

“!!!” Qin Chen's head was black, and his face turned red.

It took a few breaths to recover.

"When this comes out of another man's mouth, he must not be spoiled in the mouth."

"Slip of the tongue." Zhou Ping was embarrassed.

"I have people I like, and I just come here to see the world. I have long heard that Mengxian Garden is the largest gold cave in the capital, which satisfies the curiosity in my heart. Qin Chen explained.

Zhou Ping looked at Yang An and asked with his eyes if this was true?

"Hmm." Yang An nodded.

Zhou Ping understood, no wonder Qin Chen could become his friend, with a bottom line and persistence, this alone is rare, and his evaluation of him in his heart has increased by one point, and he belongs to half of the people who are worth interacting with.

Yang Jie returned again, took the maid, and brought the dishes up.

took out a pot of wine from the Xuankong bag, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "This is my son-in-law, let the slave family transfer it to Zhou Shao." ”

"Say thank you to him for me!" Zhou Ping was not polite.

Yang Jie retreated with interest.

Zhou Ping picked up the wine and introduced: "This wine is called Hongchen wine, which is more expensive than Lingxi tea, priceless, and a real good thing." ”

Qin Chen pressed his hand, met his puzzled gaze, and pointed at Yang An: "This wine is so expensive, don't drink it, Brother An is not easy, and the silver on his body may not be enough." ”

"Someone else gave it, no money." Zhou Ping was speechless.

"What about drinking?"

"Don't drink for nothing, don't drink for nothing." Zhou Ping said.

Opening the wine, the rich aroma of the wine mixed with the strong spiritual power came out, thick but not dispersed, smelling the taste, his throat rolled around, Qin Chen couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Incense, huh?" Zhou Ping quipped.

"Hurry up!" Qin Chen urged.

Zhou Ping stopped selling Guanzi, poured them a glass, poured himself another glass, and introduced it in detail: "The biggest difference between Hongchen wine is the power of perception in it, which is very helpful for cultivation, and this is where its value lies." ”

"!"

The three of them touched each other and drank the wine from the glass.

Yang An tasted that the spiritual power contained in the wine was twice as strong as Lingxi tea, and there was still a feeling, but it was useless to him.

"Good wine." Qin Chen praised.

"This dish is not simple, the ingredients are taken from demons, far beyond ordinary pills, and one meal is worth ten days of penance." Zhou Ping said.

"How much silver does this cost?" Qin Chen's face was bitter, and it was not fragrant in an instant.

"Taste it!" Yang An greeted.

The three of them ate.

The craftsmanship is good, and the canteen of the Tianzun Hall is hanged.

After processing, the power contained in the meat is indeed better than ordinary pills.

Halfway through a meal.

Yang An put down his chopsticks and got up from the chair: "You guys continue to eat, I'll go and make it convenient." ”

"I'll go with you." Zhou Ping guessed his intentions.

"No, you don't." Yang An shook his head.

Out of the room.

Two maids waited at the door, waiting for their orders at any time, and meeting them according to their needs.

Beckoned to the maid on the left, motioned for her to come over, and stopped in the courtyard, which was far away from the door: "Call Yang Jie." ”

"Childe, wait a minute!"

Soon, Yang Jie arrived.

The attitude towards Yang An is the same as Zhou Ping's, with enthusiasm and respect: "Yang Shao, what do you command?" ”

"How much silver?" Yang An asked.

"This ......," Yang Jie hesitated as he looked in the direction of the room.

"He's him, I'm me." Yang Andao.

"Drinks and tea are free, and the ingredients are based on the cost, you give two thousand taels." Yang Jie is very good at being a person.

The person Zhou Ping values is worthy of her attention.

On the surface, it looks like a loss, but in fact, only the labor is pasted, and the materials are sent to the door by others, and there is no transportation cost.

In exchange for Yang An's favor, although it is useless at the moment, I am sure that in the future, with this relationship, he can still be used.

A good way is not something that can be measured by money.

Sometimes, no matter how much money you have, if you don't have a way, the price you pay will be much greater.

(I beg for collections, for follow-up, for tickets, I beg you!) )