The next day, Nanshan Street, this place is completely different from West Street. West Street is just a place where ordinary people live and buy.
Nanshan Street here is very prosperous. On both sides are tea houses, wineries, silk and satin houses, chambers of commerce, auction houses and other more luxurious shops. The entire street is paved with high-quality bluestones.
There was a lot of traffic, but the coachman did not dare to drive the carriage too fast, because no one knew whether it would hit a member of the aristocratic family.
At the very center of Nanshan Street, there is an extremely luxurious restaurant with a rather exotic architectural style. It is more than ten meters high. Compared with the surrounding shops, which are only seven or eight meters tall, it looks unusually tall.
This restaurant is called Tianshui Pavilion, but it is one of the best restaurants in Qingzhou City.
The two majestic stone lions in front of Tianshui Pavilion are lifelike and seem to be raised from the ground in the next moment to intimidate Xiao Xiao. There are also carvings on the gate tower depicting dragons and phoenixes and other auspicious beasts. It is said that these are the talisman masters from Youzhou City.
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In front of the door of Tianshui Pavilion, there are four young girls, wearing short skirts of green, yellow, blue and white, smiling brightly, welcoming and entertaining the guests.
At this time, a young man walked slowly not far away. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old. His face was very white, even whiter than his white clothes. His lips were very thin and did not look like there was much blood. His eyes were as cold as snow.
The whole body exudes an aura of keeping strangers away, and even the guards behind him only dare to follow him from a distance, not daring to get too close.
As soon as the young man in white approached Tianshui Pavilion, the faces of the four girls changed, and they seemed to be very scared. However, thinking that the rules of Tianshui Pavilion could not be broken, the four of them exchanged glances, and finally a girl in yellow gritted her teeth and came forward.
"Mr. Zhao, please come inside."
The woman in yellow just said a simple sentence and then remained silent. She knew in her heart that Zhao Qianchen, the young master of the Zhao family, did not like too many words and was a simple and straightforward person. He only needed to do his duty well.
Zhao Qianchen raised his eyes slightly and said nothing, even though he responded to the words of the woman in yellow, and then walked towards Tianshui Pavilion on his own.
The woman in yellow's face froze slightly, but she quickly recovered and followed quickly to lead Zhao Qianchen into the building.
Among the white-clothed guards behind him, one person quickly stepped forward and entered with Zhao Qianchen. This was also a rule of Tianshui Pavilion. The attendant had to bring one person in. After all, he could only come to Tianshui Pavilion in Qingzhou City.
A person with a head and a good face.
Not long after Zhao Qianchen entered, another group of people came from the east of Tianshui Pavilion. The first man was also about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was full of heaven and always had a gentle smile on his face. He was dressed in green clothes and had a folding fan.
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The remaining three girls, who originally had lingering fears, immediately changed into smiles after seeing the man. Contrary to Zhao Qianchen's arrival just now, the remaining three girls all came forward to greet him.
"Young Master Zhang, long time no see."
"Yes, Master Zhang, you don't know that some of us are thinking about when you will come every day."
"Don't talk nonsense, how could such a thing happen? Tianshui Pavilion is not a place like Chunfeng Pavilion."
"Sister, Tianshui Pavilion is a serious place, but something is wrong with you."
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For a moment, the voices of three girls surrounded the young master of the Zhang family, Zhang Yunting.
That is, the Zhang family is one of the three major families together with the Lin family and the Zhao family.
Zhang Yunting wore a gentle smile, closed the folding fan, took out three glass beads from his sleeve, and handed them one by one to the hands of the three girls.
"We are busy with things during this period, so we are really lucky that the three sisters can still think of me. This is a glass bead just produced by my Zhao family, a little gift."
The eyes of the three girls were naturally bright. Although this glass bead was not particularly precious, it was not something that ordinary people could afford. One glass bead could be worth their monthly income, which shows how generous this Yun Ting was.
"Then thank you so much, Master Zhang."
The three girls held their glazed beads and bowed at the same time. Each of them was glad that they did not go to greet Zhang Qianchen, the young master of the Zhang family.
This is why the three girls are so happy. Every time Zhang Yunting comes to Tianshui Pavilion, they can receive more or less objects.
With that said, the three girls sent Zhang Yunting into the Tianshui Pavilion. They stepped on the soft precious animal skins and relied on the rosewood handrails to the private room on the third floor.
And Zhao Qianchen was already waiting here. There was a square table next to the bed, a pot of tea, and four teacups. Zhao Qianchen sat by the window. When he saw Zhang Yunting walking into the room, he just raised his eyelids slightly and didn't pay too much attention.
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Zhang Yunting pulled up a chair and sat down. He opened his folding fan and slowly poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.
"The tea in Tianshui Pavilion is quite good. Brother Zhao, why don't you try it?"
Zhao Qianchen was still looking out the window. Downstairs was the bustling crowd. The streets were bustling with traffic, depicting ordinary people's lives. When his expression changed, his bloodless lips opened slightly.
"No, I like Tianshui Pavilion just because of the scenery here, not the tea."
"Without Lin Feng in the Lin family, I want this Nanshan Street!"
Zhang Yunting's hand paused, and the tea rippled in the cup. The next moment, he regained his composure, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Oh? Unfortunately, I also have an interest in Tianshui Pavilion. I wonder if I would like to raise my hand?"
Zhao Qianchen turned his head, and the fire hidden in his cold eyes instantly ignited, like a volcano hidden under the ice, erupting instantly.
"Zhang Yunting, why do you want to fight me without Lin Feng? I want Nanshan Street. You can choose three of the remaining seventeen streets, and I won't interfere."
As soon as I tightened my grip on the tea cup, it was instantly ejected, and a powerful aura suddenly emerged.
His face changed slightly, Zhang Yunting's pupils shrank slightly, the folding fan in his hand suddenly closed, and one fan hit out, pointing at the tea cup, and the strength of the thirteenth level of body forging was fully unleashed.
There was a sound of gold and iron, and the teacup folded fan violently collided in the air. The next moment, the teacup shot backwards and was caught firmly by a pale hand. At this time, not a drop of tea inside was spilled.
At this moment, a sound of broken jade came from the folding fan in his hand. Zhang Yunting lowered his head and looked a bit uglier. This folding fan made of extremely hard black gold stone had already developed fine cracks.
Zhang Yunting put the broken folding fan into his sleeve, leaned forward unconsciously, frowned, looked at Zhao Qianchen solemnly, and asked slowly.
"Qi Gathering Realm!?"
Zhao Qianchen did not comment, raised his hand and took a sip of tea. The tea was still warm, with a faint fragrance, but the war fire in his eyes had dissipated a lot, and he returned to his original indifference, with a trace of disdain mixed in.
"You are not as good as Lin Feng. We are both in the body refining stage. If Lin Feng were here, this tea cup would be broken."