Datang: Picking up a little Si Zi and accidentally admitting his kinship with blood?

Chapter 129 Sir, this is not about money...

Here, Li Fei led the horse and carried the little persimmon out of the woods.

Don't ask why Little Persimmon doesn't sit on the horse, just ask because he is too clingy and doesn't want to get off.

Ahead, there were more and more passers-by, and some houses and buildings could be seen. It looked like a small town.

Li Fei's appearance is no different from that of ordinary people, except that he is a bit more handsome and the little girl is a bit cuter, which is a bit eye-catching.

But that's not a problem, because Li Fei didn't see the wanted notice in this small town.

But now he feels like breaking the jar. Even if he sees it, what can he do?
Let it go!

let it go!

The weather was getting warmer, and Li Fei, who felt a little hot, tied his horse at the entrance of the town, and then walked into the town with Little Persimmon.

In this kind of weather, it would be great if we could have a cup of cold sour plum soup.

It's a pity that this kind of thought can only be thought about in my mind. The system mall has not unlocked such a thing as ice cubes. I can only have a chance after completing this mission and leveling up.

As soon as you reach Taibai Mountain, there will be ice!

Thinking that Li Er in the palace might have used ice cubes made of saltpeter, Li Fei thought this method was too crude, so he had to endure it.

As we walked forward, we saw that the town was not big, but there were vendors setting up stalls along the street, shouting hard about their goods.

Li Fei took Little Persimmon for a walk, and finally stopped at a place called "Town Teahouse" and walked in.

Small town teahouse, this name is well chosen and very down-to-earth.

As soon as he entered the teahouse, Li Fei was stunned by the style of the room.

The antique decoration style is low-key and has some artistic conception. Fortunately, this is in ancient times. If viewed in modern times, it is definitely a high-end decoration place.

Glancing around, there was no one in the teahouse. Li Fei took Little Persimmon and found a seat to sit down.

After waiting for a while, Li Fei couldn't help but feel speechless: "Is there anyone? Can the business be done?"

This place is too strange. There is no customer, so let’s not talk about it. After all, you are a businessman, so you should at least have a waiter to look after the store, right?

Aren't you afraid that I will chop up your antique and worthless chair and burn it for firewood?
As soon as Li Fei finished speaking, a "Hulongtong" sound came from behind, and then he heard the sound of footsteps, and a man dressed as a waiter ran over, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Sir, our store is closed, please forgive me."

Li Fei:? ? ?
I just took Little Persimmon for a walk, and it seemed like there was only one teahouse in the whole town that couldn't open, but it's still closed now?

After thinking about it, Li Fei took out a piece of silver from his arms and slammed it on the table: "A pot of tea, drink it and leave. Is it open?"

The glistening silver on the table immediately made the waiter's expression startled.

Immediately afterwards, the waiter's face twitched, his expression changed, and he still shook his head: "Sir, I'm really sorry, our store has been closed for a while, please go and take a look elsewhere..."

"Ok?"

Li Fei glanced at the waiter suspiciously, then looked at the table. What he took out was indeed silver, right?
The waiter's eyes are fine too. Is he not blind?

what happened?

Li Fei stretched out his fingers and waved them in front of the waiter's eyes. Li Fei retracted two fingers and asked, "What is this?"

Suddenly a black line appeared on the waiter's forehead. He suppressed the impulse in his heart and said, "Sir, I can see. I'm not blind."

"That means we don't have enough money. Don't the waiters of the past two years look down on money anymore..."

With a grunt, Li Fei touched his arms again, and then smashed another ingot of silver on the table: "This is a good pot of tea, drink it and leave." "Sir, the shopkeeper told me that we will not be open for the next few days. You see..."

"boom!"

"Sir, this is not about money. Mainly, I am just a waiter and cannot be the master..."

"boom!"

"Guest officer..."

"Whoa..."

"Please wait a moment, sir, I will make you tea right now!"

The waiter ran to the back in a hurry and didn't even have time to collect the money on the table. He was really a man like the wind.

Li Fei looked at the table and saw dozens of taels of silver piled up. If anyone outside saw it, they would definitely be jealous for a while.

Little Persimmon stared at the table with painful eyes, and carefully took a piece of tea in his hand: "Brother, is a pot of tea so expensive?"

"How about we go get some water?"

"The small river we passed by just now doesn't cost any money!"

Regarding Persimmon's character, although money is just a number to Li Fei now, it still hasn't been able to correct Persimmon's problem of loving money as much as life.

It really echoes that sentence, even if it is a copper plate, Persimmon can't wait to cut it in half and spend it!

Seeing the troubled expression on Shizi's face, Li Fei scratched her nose and said with a smile: "Shizi, brother is not short of money now. What he just needs is a pot of tea, so we have to buy it."

"Of course, my brother is not saying that I want you to waste it, but you have to know that rich people should live like rich people. Otherwise, why would you keep so much money?"

Li Fei worked very hard to educate Persimmon, not missing any opportunity.

however--

"Brother is not short of money, but Persimmon is short of money."

Little Persimmon hummed, then held the silver in his arms and said, "All this silver belongs to me. I'll make tea for my brother!"

Li Fei put a hand on his forehead and sighed sadly. It seems that this matter can only have an impact slowly, and I am afraid it will have no effect in a short period of time.

At this time, the waiter had already made tea and came over. Seeing Xiao Persimmon holding the money in front of him, he just smiled and looked at Li Fei: "Your Majesty, please have some tea!"

Behind the waiter, a middle-aged man about 40 years old looked at Li Fei for a few times, then smiled and sat down opposite Li Fei politely.

"This little brother, Du is the shopkeeper of this teahouse. Please forgive me for the waiter's neglect just now."

Logically speaking, instead of calling guest officer, Du Yunfei should call Li Fei son. The title "little brother" is a bit inappropriate and does not fit the temperament of the teahouse.

But when Li Fei heard these words, his eyes flashed slightly, and he poured a cup of hot tea for Persimmon.

"Don't worry, wait until it cools down before drinking."

After admonishing, Li Fei looked at the teahouse owner, a man who called himself Du.

"Shopkeeper Du's teahouse is good. I can't say I'm being negligent. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I don't like to beat around the bush."

There are too many strange things about this teahouse. Even if it is because the town is too small and there are no customers, at least it should not turn people away.

What's more, the details of the interior decoration are very particular, and it obviously shouldn't appear in an inconspicuous town.

(End of this chapter)