Tan Qianyang was sitting on a recliner, and there were ice cubes taken out of the ice cellar in the room.
The maid Hongmei waved the fan gently in her hand, while the other maid gently peeled off the skin of the grapes and put the cold grapes into his mouth.
"Master, Master."
There was a sound in my ears.
Tan Qianyang squinted and saw the person coming, it was Da Zhuang, the servant next to him.
"Dazhuang, what's going on?"
Tan Qianyang asked.
With a flattering smile on his face, Da Zhuang waved his hand and asked two other servants to carry in a large box. He said as if taking credit: "Master, didn't you ask my attention to some strange and ancient objects?"
"These are some treasures I found from a theater troupe. They are all very old objects."
"The theater troupe can't continue to operate, so they transferred all these items to me for just one tael of silver."
"Master, please check."
Tan Qianyang suddenly became interested.
"Carry the box into the house."
Tan Qianyang ordered.
The servants carried the box into the house. Tan Qianyang nodded and said, "Dazhuang did a good job. Go get the two taels of silver."
"Thank you, Master!"
Da Zhuang was overjoyed.
For a reward of two taels of silver, even if the cost of one tael of silver is deducted, one tael of silver is still gained.
It is so refreshing to do things for the young master. Otherwise, Da Zhuang would not be so active.
"Okay, you all go down."
Tan Qianyang didn't care either.
It's just a few taels of silver that can make his servants actively work for him. This little money is not worth mentioning.
After all, this body's current status is so poor that all it has left is money!
After closing the doors and windows, Tan Qianyang was the only one left in the room.
He opened the box carefully.
A dull, musty smell rushed into his nose, and Tan Qianyang took a few steps back. After the dust dispersed, he looked at the box.
Inside the box are some costumes, props and other items. They are indeed commonly used by theater troupes.
It looked mottled and old, so it was obviously an "old" object, which met his requirements.
Tan Qianyang picked up a costume casually.
"A moldy old costume that hasn't been washed for a long time."
A line of small words appeared in front of Tan Qianyang's eyes.
But he didn't care.
Only he can see this small line of writing, and he has long been accustomed to it.
He continued to look at the next thing, which seemed to be a pair of rusty scissors.
"A pair of ordinary scissors."
"A pair of old cloth shoes."
"An old cracked spanner."
"A hair of a twenty-eight-year-old beauty."
Tan Qianyang was speechless.
Then he turned over everything in the box.
In the end, they were all ordinary things.
"A blood-stained theatrical robe."
Suddenly, Tan Qianyang saw an opera robe.
But it seems to be stained with a little blood.
Tan Qianyang looked carefully and saw that there was a long slit on the opera robe, which seemed to have been cut by a sharp knife.
The opera robe was torn by a sharp blade, and there was even a trace of blood.
Tan Qianyang immediately guessed that it might be caused by some accident on the stage.
"Snapped".
Tan Qianyang put down the things in the box.
He felt quite helpless.
It has been two or three months since he became "Tan Qianyang".
Every day I look for strange and strange objects.
Unfortunately, there was nothing he wanted.
Tan Qianyang thought, and a data panel appeared in front of his eyes.
Celestial Skill: Not Beginner
Huanshou Sword Technique: Getting Started
Energy points: none
The energy points on this data panel have always been in a "none" state.
According to Tan Qianyang's speculation, he must obtain energy points before he can use them to improve his martial arts.
As for how to obtain energy points, Tan Qianyang didn't know.
Therefore, Tan Qianyang has been looking for all kinds of weird things.
See if you can get energy points from those objects.
But after two or three months, Tan Qianyang found nothing.
To this day, Tan Qianyang almost wonders if he went in the wrong direction?
There should be another way to obtain energy points instead of obtaining them from items?
Tan Qianyang opened the door and walked out.
"Hongmei, take the boxes out of the house."
"Yes, Master."
Hongmei immediately asked her servants to come forward and carry the box out again.
Hongmei has become accustomed to similar scenes in the past two or three months.
The young master always likes to collect some strange objects, as if he is looking for something.
Then, the young master seemed to be very disappointed and asked people to put all those items in the warehouse to eat dust.
Doing this over and over again wastes an unknown amount of money.
Tan Qianyang started eating grapes again and enjoying the coolness in the house.
It seems to be dusk among the Mismi Lake.
"Master, Master Chen is here."
Hongmei whispered.
"Is that boy Chen Yu here?"
Tan Qianyang perked up after hearing this.
Finally waited for Chen Yu.
Since he came to this world, his greatest pleasure has been to have fun with Chen Yu, a good friend.
"Brother Yang, how boring are you at home in the hot summer?"
"Come on, let's go out and have some fun."
Before Chen Yuren arrived, the voice arrived first.
Tan Qianyang looked at a young man walking in the distance.
I have to say that Chen Yu has a good skin.
He has a fair complexion, is handsome, and has the air of a handsome young man.
But Tan Qianyang knew that this boy was a complete loser, ignorant of both knowledge and skills, and he was neither good nor useful.
Of course, birds of a feather flock together.
Tan Qianyang is not that great if he can become besties with a guy like Chen Yu.
They are all dandies, no one can criticize anyone else.
"Chen Yu."
"Isn't your boy grounded by Mr. Chen?"
"Escaped secretly?"
Tan Qianyang narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chen Yu is different from him.
This kid Chen Yu was forced by his father to study and take the merit test.
Tan Qianyang is a second-generation ancestor who is just waiting to die, a real playboy.
Generally, Mr. Chen does not allow Chen Yu and Tan Qianyang to interact with each other.
However, Chen Yu is also uneducated and has no skills. He and Tan Qianyang have similar personalities and are close friends.
"Hehe, my father went away from home, and my mother loved me so much that she let me out."
"Brother Yang, don't talk nonsense. Let's go quickly. I've been holding back for a long time to go to Huayulou."
Hearing "Hua Yu Lou", Tan Qianyang also felt excited.
"Then let's go."
"Hongmei, as usual, you stay in the courtyard."
"If anything happens, send someone to notify me immediately."
After saying that, Tan Qianyang left Tan Mansion with Da Zhuang and others.
"Osmanthus cake, soft, waxy and sweet osmanthus cake."
"Candied haws on a stick, delicious and refreshing candied haws on a stick, one penny per skewer!"
"The buns are white and big. They are delicious and filling white buns!"
“Guokui, delicious Guokui!”
The streets were bustling with people everywhere.
The air is mixed with the aroma of various snacks.
All I could hear were the shouts from the store owners one after another.
Tan Qianyang and Chen Yu did not ride in the carriage, they were wandering around in the street.
Chen Yu's eyes were looking at some young women and making comments.
Tan Qianyang likes this kind of atmosphere of life.
He likes to walk around the streets.
However, Chen Yu seemed to be in a hurry today. He was in a hurry to go to "Huayu Tower".
It seems that Chen Yu has indeed been holding it in for a long time and is a little impatient.
Soon, the two came to Huayu Tower.
This is a brothel.
It is the most high-end brothel in Anyang County.
When the madam saw Chen Yu and Tan Qianyang, his eyes immediately lit up.
This is a big customer!
"Oh, Mr. Chen, Mr. Tan, you are finally here."
"My girls talk about you two every day."
The madam wears heavy makeup, but it can be seen that she must have been quite pretty when she was young.
"Okay, as usual, go to the private room to prepare wine and food, and call Miss Zheng."
Tan Qianyang said in a familiar manner.
"Okay, please, two young masters!"
Tan Qianyang and Chen Yu arrived at the private room.
The wine and food were quickly served in the private room.
Tan Qianyang directly grabbed the spicy and sour chicken feet with his hands and gnawed them without any ceremony.
The spicy and sour chicken feet in Hua Yu Lou is a must-have. Whenever Tan Qianyang comes to Hua Yu Lou, he must order the hot and sour chicken feet!
"Hey, Brother Yang, are you here to see a girl or eat chicken feet?"
Chen Yu watched Tan Qianyang chewing chicken feet impatiently and shook his head helplessly.
"Both looking at the girl and eating the chicken feet, Chen Yu, come on, come on, you want to try it too? These chicken feet are really good..."
Chen Yu shook his head in disgust.
Soon, a young woman walked in from outside the house.
The woman wore a short skirt, revealing her long, fair and smooth legs.
A pair of forearms were also exposed.
The woman was also holding a guzheng, with her head lowered and half-hiding her face while holding the pipa, which gave her a different scene.