The prescribed dining location is not far from the ready-to-wear shop, and it is also on this Baibao Street. According to Gao Yiling, it is the only restaurant on the street that can accommodate fifty people at the same time.
When he arrived at the place, Yu Xing found that Gao Yiling was not exaggerating.
The second-story ancient building in front of you is similar to the teahouse in ancient costume TV. The only difference is that it is not very popular. From the outside, you can't see the symmetrical circular staircase at the end of the first floor, and you can only see an elegantly colored eight-sided screen.
The tables inside were all black painted four-corner tables. Perhaps the tour group booked the restaurant in advance, so it was deserted and there was no diner.
Above the first floor of the small building, there is a plaque with flying phoenixes hanging. The shape of the characters is obviously square, but no one can recognize what they wrote. Everyone stopped outside the door and felt a gloomy atmosphere constantly coming out of the wooden building in front of them, and their vigilance was filled with vigilance.
Gao Yiling's voice seemed buzzing with the little bee's amplification, and it seemed to be buckled in a bowl, but its tone was high:
"This place is called Buwangju, which means 'Eat a bite of the food that Wuwangju is not willing to forget it again'. In the past, only the rich gentry in the town had money to eat here. Although it is no longer exclusive to the rich people, the taste of the dishes has been completely continued!"
"Everyone come in with me. Choose a seat for four people at a table. It's time to serve soon. I'll guarantee that it will bring an unforgettable memory to your tongue!"
Give the tongue?
Yu Xing unconsciously licked his lower lip, and the red lines on the tip of his tongue swept over, bringing undetectable expectations.
He then walked in, and as soon as he stepped into the inside of Buyingju, the faint gloomy and cool breeze became strong and rushed straight toward the door.
Unlike the cold wind in the bitter winter, the demonstrators are so familiar with this gloomy wind. It obviously comes from ghosts!
Zhang Yu silently approached his captain, preparing to be a close-fitting pendant at this time.
"Captain." He whispered, "the tables and chairs on the first floor are loosely arranged, and are occupied by the performance table in the middle, so there are only ten tables in total, and the maximum capacity is forty people."
Although they had only 37 living people in total, according to the initial tour group size, there were 50 people, and they couldn't sit on the first floor.
This means...
"Well, let's go up the second floor to take a look." Yu Xing became interested in the second floor without finding the ghost on the first floor.
It was already dusk and the sky became darker and darker. I didn’t forget to lit many lights in Curie, but the lights seemed to be suppressed inexplicably, without any clear and thorough feeling, and looked particularly drowsy and depressing.
Since they came in, they didn't see any waiter, let alone the boss, it was quiet everywhere. Apart from the footsteps of the deducer, there was only the sound of the wind blowing through the lobby, making it hard to imagine how to achieve "serve the food immediately".
"Ah, by the way, Wuwuwuju's second floor has a better view. You can see the street view outside. Usually the people with the highest status will go to the second floor for dinner." Gao Yiling remembered this when she saw the stairs. She slapped her head and said, "There are several private rooms on the second floor, which are not open now, but there are three tables in the adjacent window, which is just enough for you to sit."
She looked at the passengers and said, "Hehe, I don't have the identity now. Who do you want to take a seat on the second floor?"
"Let's discuss it." Yan Li said calmly, "Thank you for your hard work, take this time to take a break. When we discuss it, we will go up by ourselves."
Gao Yiling is very slow to see the weird scenes that appear occasionally in the team, and also ignores the various weapons carried by the deducers, but is very sensitive to the eyes of people.
She heard that Yan Li was driving her away, as if the passengers had any little secrets that the guide could not listen to, so she nodded with a good temper: "Okay, then you decide for yourself, be sure to...I'll take a look..."
"Be sure to sit in the seat ten minutes later~ Otherwise, Boss Wuwuju will be unhappy."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave.
"Guide."
Suddenly, a voice that was a little strange to most people sounded. Looking in the sound and shouting was the flower seeker who had never spoken in public.
The gray and long hair of the flower hunter was tied to the back of his head when he was making a ceremony dress, revealing most of his feminine face. A few strands of hair fell down on his forehead, swaying silently.
"Don't the guide have dinner with us?"
He never had a smile on his face, but his voice unexpectedly matched his appearance, which was very soft. It was difficult to feel the murderous aura of the same as the big scissors behind him from his long tone. At most, it was a bit sarcastic.
But it was this sound that made many people shudder in this gloomy Curie, and their whole body felt as uncomfortable as if they were licked by a poisonous snake.
Gao Yiling turned around and was not affected as expected. She smiled and said, "I don't have a tour guide. I will go out to buy some buns or something, and then communicate with the people I will meet during the next trip."
"Ah, I will pick you up at 8 o'clock."
After saying that, the small figure disappeared outside the gate of Wuwujuejue.
The flower hunter turned his head, and his height advantage made him look at Yan Li with a slightly downward angle, which brought a subtle provocation: "It must be a very interesting view to see the 'street view' on the second floor. President Yan Li...will he get this opportunity as a 'noble'?"
The minds in the crowd are getting more and more complicated.
Some people looked moved when they heard this.
Originally, those who want to go to the second floor could take advantage of the darkness to grab the position, come first and then come even if it is suitable for their deducer group.
But Yan Li said without refutation that he would discuss it, which would block the way to seize the position. Now everyone can only "discuss" it.
But who can't tell it? This is just that Yan Li himself wants to go to the second floor?
discuss?
Will there be other results in the negotiation besides qualifying the presidents and their respective followers?
Faced with the malicious inquiries from the flower seeker, Yan Li just curled his lips and looked back coldly: "Are you people in the depravity line thinking now that the alienation line and the righteous line are so hypocritical?"
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Medusa leaned against a pillar and watched the two men's argument with interest.
"I use negotiation as an excuse, just to give you a reminder before you impulsively throw away your brain. You can see what others can't see on the second floor, and you will also encounter what others don't need to encounter." Yan Li looked indifferent, "You have seen the intensity of the ghosts in this deduction. The second floor will only be more dangerous than the backyard of the ready-to-wear shop."
"If I feel that I can eat in that environment, even if I go up, I will be reluctant to stop you?"
The unceremonious words made many people on the depravity line rush up, and they were more likely to be angered.
But Yan Li was right.
"Oh? So, President Yan Li feels that he has the ability to eat very deliciously on the second floor." The flower hunter still had the tone that seemed to imply a deep meaning in every sentence, "Didn't he still booked the second floor with 'noble'? President Yan Li, I really like your high-sounding reputation."
In fact, this is a bit unreasonable. Yan Li is so strong that even if he grabs the position, he will definitely have his place, and he can't be said to be high-sounding at all.
But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the flower seeker is looking for trouble.
Yan Li felt annoyed by him and looked at him strangely: "Are you looking for a fight?"
"I said, whoever you go to the second floor?" He paused and said naturally, "If I take my place, I will choose the one I don't like, because I have a bad temper."
After Yan Li finished speaking, he chuckled coldly: "Is this so good enough to say it? The flower hunter, even if it is you, I can throw it down with one hand."
This is the confidence of the recognized strongest performer.
He is not crazy enough in his daily work. He has teammates like friends, and has principles and does not pretend to be mysterious, which leads to many people having the false impression that Yan Li is easy to talk to.
But the fact is that in this situation, the flower hunter is not qualified to argue with him at all.
At least the actors must come in person so that they have the opportunity to "communicate equally".
A bloody color flowed in the eyes of the flower hunter, and then took a step back: "I don't bother President Yan Li, I don't plan to go up."
Yan Li: "Oh?"
He is not a person who is not interested in being faulted, but he is picky: "So you talk nonsense for a long time just to waste other people's time."
Medusa held up her face: "It turns out that the King of Hell is the most charming at this time~"
Lan Wu: "...Well, yes, very strong."
Yu Xing watched the fun for a while and thought about who to put Zhang Yu and at the same table.
The second floor gives people an unknown and strange feeling. He must go up and play with it, but Zhang Yu must not go up. Similarly, the same goes for Yan.
Well... just find them a table that is not a depraved line.