After settling the accounts, An Jing couldn't help but stretch his waist.
"There's no one around now, so I'd better go next door to have a cup of tea and listen to a book."
An Jing put away the account books and abacus, then picked up the cigarette bag hanging on the wall and the small wooden stool next to it and walked out of Jishi Hall.
Opposite Jishi Hall is the Yuzhou River. As soon as you go out, you can see the exquisite carved railings and the sparkling Yuzhou River.
There are shops on both sides of the Yuzhou River, and next to Jishi Hall is a teahouse.
"Oh, isn't this Dr. Xiao An?"
"Dr. Xiaoan, come on, come on."
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Everyone in the teahouse saw An Jing arriving and greeted him with a smile.
After An Jing greeted everyone, he moved a small wooden stool to the back and sat down.
The teahouse waiter first heated the fire brightly, filled the copper pot with well water, and placed it on the iron plate with holes in the stove. Then, he set up the wooden table and bamboo chairs, and put a few cents of the price into the white porcelain tea bowl.
of ordinary scented tea.
A light fragrance drifts out, refreshing the heart and mind.
"Dr. Xiaoan, please have tea."
The waiter brought a bowl of scented tea and placed it on the table.
"Thank you." An Jing took out ten copper coins and handed them over.
Worker put away the copper plate and then helped An Jing place the tobacco rod on the table next to him.
Everyone who works in Datong Teahouse knows that in addition to his superb medical skills, Dr. Xiaoan is also a smoker. He likes to come to the teahouse to drink tea and smoke cigarettes when he has nothing to do.
At this time, the tea guests, whether they were scholars, farmers, businessmen, or from various religions, drank tea in a bowl, talked about daily trivial matters, major international events, and reported business information.
You can come without being invited and leave without saying goodbye; you can smoke cigarettes by yourself, drink tea by yourself, and talk long and short without any restrictions.
An Jing took a drag on the cigarette holder and blew out the white smoke, then took a sip of the scented tea.
"This ordinary life is really happy."
On the high platform of the teahouse, there is only a table, a folding fan, a piece of wood and a cup of tea.
There is also a middle-aged Confucian scholar standing on the high platform, it is Mr. Zhou, the storyteller who opened the teahouse.
Mr. Zhou took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth, and then picked up the gavel on the table.
"Snapped!"
The gavel was shot, and the whole house fell silent.
"Last time I talked about the top ten masters in the Jianghu Dragon and Tiger Ranking. They are all top master knights. Their strength is comparable to the first grade. They are rare among ordinary people. So today I will talk about the story of Great Yan Fengyun.
The five gangs and seven sects of the earth.”
Mr. Zhou's voice is gentle and his expression is fascinating, making people immersed in it.
When everyone present heard this, they all sat upright and listened.
Mr. Zhou continued: "The five gangs and seven factions are the top twelve major forces in Dayan. Today we will start with the Sanhu Gang."
"The Sanhu Gang lives up to its name. It was founded hundreds of years ago by a group of green-forest heroes on the backs of Bai Lake, Tianxing Lake, and ZZ Lake. After hundreds of years of development, it now has tens of thousands of disciples.
The gang has hidden dragons and crouching tigers, many masters, and enjoys a great reputation in the world. As long as you stand on the Sanhu River and shout 'Three Lakes Gang', basically everything big and small can be solved."
"There are many masters in the Sanhu Gang, including the Xiang Master, the Rudder Master, and the Chief Rudder Master. The system and hierarchy are very strict."
Someone asked loudly: "Mr. Zhou, didn't you say last time that masters of this level are extremely rare? Are there any masters of this level in the Sanhu Gang?"
Mr. Zhou said solemnly: "First-grade masters are extremely rare. They are all first-class masters in the world. The leader of the Sanhu Gang should be at the peak of the second grade and has not reached the first grade yet."
When everyone below heard this, they all started talking.
"There are no first-class masters in the Sanhu Gang. Can this be considered as the Five Gangs and Seven Factions? Qing Tianliu, a guest of the Cao Gang, is a first-class master. Who in Jiangnan Dao would not give the Cao Gang three points of thin noodles?"
"I thought the Sanhu Gang was so great. It should be the bottom gang among the five gangs."
........
The folding fan in Mr. Zhou's hand opened and closed with a whirring sound, and he chuckled, "If you walk around the world and dare to underestimate the Sanhu Gang, you will not end up well. You only know that the Sanhu Gang has many people, and you think its strength is low.
, do you know who is behind the Sanhu Gang?"
"Is there anyone behind this Sanhu Gang?"
Everyone present took a breath of air.
You must know that the Sanhu Gang is already one of the Five Gangs and Seven Factions. If there are people behind it to support it, what a terrifying existence it is.
An Jing took a puff of his pipe, a hint of curiosity appearing in his eyes.
"The sky is beyond the sky."
When Mr. Zhou said this, the gavel slapped the table.
A sound like thunder echoed through the teahouse, and the entire teahouse fell silent for a moment.
"What kind of power is this outer world?" someone asked in confusion.
"You don't know Tianwaitian, but if I changed my name, I'm afraid you would know."
Mr. Zhou smiled and slowly said two words: "Demon Cult."
Wow!
There was silence in the teahouse, everyone's faces were filled with astonishment and shock.
Just hearing these two words is a terrifying existence that can make people shudder, two words that are enough to make Dayan Jianghu tremble.
"Devil Cult?"
This is an unlucky name. People from the Demon Sect are being hunted all over the world, and even the families of the Demon Sect's disciples are implicated.
An Jing took a sip of tea and sighed in his heart: It's hard to imagine that the families of these demon sect disciples can't live like ordinary people. I don't know how miserable their lives are...
"Dr. Xiao'an, Wang Zhiping of the Red House is here to pay his respects."
At this moment, a rough voice came from outside the door.
"Wang Zhiping?"
An Jing narrowed his eyes. The Red Hall is a flower building in Yuzhou City, and it is a business of the Cao Gang, and the person in charge of this business is Wang He, the most popular altar leader of the Cao Gang these days.
The Cao Gang is definitely one of the five gangs and seven factions. Especially after annexing the Angry Whale Gang last year, its power has become even more powerful. In just thirty years, it has become one of the largest gangs in the world. It has developed rapidly.
Let everyone be stunned.
The Thunder Knife King and the Cao Gang are members of the Cao Gang who have become very prominent recently. Because of their outstanding abilities and vicious methods, they were quickly promoted to altar leaders and took charge of the Red Hall, a flowery building.
Before Wang He became the altar owner, the main business he was responsible for was Caobang Medicine Garden. Jishitang mainly purchased herbs from Caobang Medicine Garden, so the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
However, since Wang He became the altar leader, the relationship between the two has become increasingly weak.
Everyone looked at Wang Zhiping, and they all knew that this man was the nephew of Thunder Sword King He.
"I wonder what you want from me?"
An Jing slowly stood up and said.
Wang Zhiping took out a piece of white paper and said with a smile: "Dr. Xiao An, this is last month's medicine list. Take a look at it first. If there are no mistakes, I will order someone to send the herbs over later."
"good."
An Jing took the medicine list and did not check it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Wang Zhiping who was motionless and asked, "Do you have anything else?"
"This time, uncle asked me to ask Dr. Xiaoan one more thing."
Wang Zhiping smiled softly and said: "I wonder if Dr. Xiaoan's land deed can be sold? My uncle said that as long as Dr. Xiaoan is willing to sell the land deed, he will help Dr. Xiaoan find a piece of land to build a larger medical center."
"oh!?"
An Jing's face was calm, "My nephew, go back and tell your uncle that I don't have an idea yet. I'll talk to him when I have an idea."
Wang Zhiping lowered his voice and said: "Doctor Xiaoan, my uncle said that he is willing to give Dr. Xiaoan another three hundred guan."
Anjing's land is not big, but its location is excellent. It is right next to the Yuzhou River. If Wang He wants to build another flower house here, he will definitely make a lot of money.
"I don't want to spend any money."
An Jing shook his head and refused.
"Okay, then don't bother Dr. An."
Wang Zhiping took a deep breath, forced a smile, hugged An Jing and left.
Although he didn't say harsh words, everyone present could see that Wang Zhiping would not give up.
"Dr. Xiao An, this Cao Gang is not easy to mess with..."
Someone reminded in a low voice.
And more people shook their heads and sighed, but did not speak.
"I was really disturbed by Wang Zhiping during the XA scene, so I no longer had the heart to listen to the book, so I went back with my tobacco bag and a small wooden stool.
After a while, several members of the Cao Gang delivered the herbs to Jishi Hall.
"Dr. Xiao An." The manager of the medicine garden weighed the money in his hand and said with a wry smile: "It is said that the price of medicine this time has increased by 33%. I'm afraid the money you gave me may not be enough."