Opening Six Maids

"The branch?"

Chu Ci looked at the drunk Taoist in amazement, "Could it be that there are many'Little Er, come to a pot of tea' in the Longyan Empire?"

The drunk Taoist lightly stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "Not only the Longyan Empire, but also the surrounding small countries, there are branches of this teahouse!"

"It is said that it belongs to the people of the rivers and lakes, because this teahouse only welcomes people of the rivers and lakes."

"It is a place for people in the rivers and lakes to rest during their leisure time. It can also be said to be a platform for information exchange."

After listening to the explanation of the drunk Taoist, Chu Ci's face showed a sudden look.

What is a quack?

The Dragon Flame Empire expressly stipulated that, except for members of the Deception Division, all other transcendents, or transcendent forces, belong to the people of the rivers and lakes.

This includes the Daomen Tianrenzong, and the members of the original church who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

The Longyan Empire stipulated that Chuci and the tea guests in the teahouse were divided into two camps. Of course, these tea guests must be on guard against Chuci.

"There is such an interesting place!"

"Ha ha···"

Chu Ci smiled and shook his head.

Looking at the drunk Taoist, Chu Ci asked curiously, "Dao Master, who is the owner of this teahouse?"

The drunk Taoist shook his head and said with a smile, "Where does the poor Tao know?"

Chu Ci was slightly surprised, "The Taoist commander doesn't even know?"

The drunk Taoist always looked omniscient in front of Chu Ci, and never thought that he didn't even know the behind-the-scenes owner of this teahouse.

The drunk Taoist stroked his beard lightly and sighed lightly, "Pan Tao is not a real immortal, where would he know everything?"

"However, Pan Dao knew that this teahouse suddenly appeared three years ago, and then swept the Dragon Flame Empire and surrounding countries at a terrifying speed!"

"Now'Little Er, come to pot of tea' has become a part of the arena, and it can no longer be divided!"

Hearing the words of Chu Ci's eyes flashed with a different color, and it rose like a lightning in three years. The owner of this teahouse is very capable!

Looking at the drunk Taoist, Chu Ci asked in a low voice, "Dao Master, do you know why the boss behind this scene does this?"

"Is it just purely to make money by selling tea?"

The drunk Taoist laughed lightly, "Little friend, I'll settle an account for you."

"Take this teahouse in Shengjing City as an example. A pot of tea is less than ten cents, and the best tea is only half a cent."

Pointing to the tea on the table, the drunk Taoist continued, "As long as you order a pot of tea, you can sit here and drink for an hour, and no one will care about you after drinking for a day."

"So in a day, the tea money sold is no more than a couple of dollars."

"But what about the shop rent here? At least five taels a day!"

The drunk Taoist looked at Chu Ci and said with a smile, "The price difference between two and two a day, if you really sell tea to make money, I'm afraid you will lose it!"

Chu Ci nodded, "It is true, then why does this teahouse open all over the Longyan Empire?"

The drunk Taoist squinted his eyes and said with a smile, "I told my little friend before, the news!"

Chuci pondered for a moment, and his eyes suddenly lit up!

Yes, it's news!

Sometimes, news is the most valuable thing!

The drunk Taoist took a sip of the tea and motioned Chu Ci to look towards the counter, "Little friend, look over there."

Chuci looked at the teahouse counter, and saw that the shopkeeper was looking down and flipping through a stack of papers.

There was a big man standing in front of the counter. The big man had a full face and beard, dressed in coarse linen, and carrying a long knife on his back.

The shopkeeper lowered his head and flipped through it for a moment, then pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to the big man.

There should be something written on the paper, the big man looked at it for a moment and his face changed slightly.

Snapped!

The big man threw a bag of silver directly to the shopkeeper, and then hurriedly left the teahouse without looking back.

Chuci really saw it, the amount of money the big man threw to the shopkeeper was at least thirty taels!

The tea shoppers around are not surprised, it seems that this kind of situation is not uncommon, but happens from time to time.

Chuci understands that the real purpose of this teahouse is to sell information!

Wanting to understand this, Chu Ci felt a bit chilly in his heart.

A tea shop selling information is not terrible.

The scary thing is that this teahouse has been opened to rectify the Longyan Empire, and even radiated to surrounding countries!

The effect of such a huge intelligence network is terrifying!

If the behind-the-scenes owner of the teahouse wants to be unfavorable to the Longyan Empire, I am afraid that there will be a lot of trouble!

Chu Ci picked up the tea cup, drank a cup of tea and was shocked.

Looking at the drunk Taoist, Chu Ci asked in a deep voice, "Daoist, really no one knows who the boss behind the teahouse is?"

The drunk Taoist shook his head slightly and said, "The identity of the behind-the-scenes boss of the teahouse is extremely mysterious. No one has seen the real appearance of the behind-the-scenes boss."

After pondering for a moment, the drunk Taoist said, "There are rumors that the boss behind the teahouse is the Dark Night Killer organization."

"Some people say it is the female emperor of the Longyan Empire, and some say it is the lunatics of the original church."

"Some people even say that it was the succubus summoned by the original church three years ago!"

"Ha ha···"

Speaking of this, the drunk Taoist couldn't help but laughed, "In short, there are different opinions, and there is no accurate answer."

Looking at Chu Ci, the drunk Taoist said aloud, "However, this teahouse is only selling news, and there are no other actions. You don't have to worry about it when you arrive."

Chu Ci nodded slightly, and poured a cup of tea for the drunk Taoist, "On the contrary, I was curious about how the Taoist came to this teahouse."

"Shouldn't Dao Master be in the tavern?"

The drunk Taoist glared at Chu Ci and said, "Smelly boy, can't you drink tea with Poor Dao?"

Chu Ci glanced at a wine gourd placed on the tea table, and said with a smile, "Before the Taoist said this, it is best to put the wine gourd away."

"Ahem!"

The drunk Taoist coughed lightly, stroked his beard and said, "Poor Tao can be regarded as a person in the rivers and lakes. Isn't it strange to come to this teahouse?"

"And don't you need money for drinking?"

"Come to this tavern and just give someone a fortune, and you can make Pond Dao drink for a few days!"