"General, should I go and persuade this girl? Ten thousand silver dollars is no small sum. It would be too wasteful to buy a lesson with this money."
Although the Xu family is not short of money, they can't afford to spend it like this.
Unexpectedly, the man's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Buying the century-old Lanling Tea House for a thousand silver dollars is a real bargain."
The two people standing to the side were like two wooden stakes, staring in astonishment at their master.
Could it be that the master has been assimilated by that little girl?
How can you call a deal cheap when it's clearly a losing proposition?
*
Bai Qianmo walked around the hall and felt the gazes directed at her from the second floor.
She raised her fair face and looked towards the gauze window.
"Honorable guest upstairs, the storyteller here today has been somewhat frightened and is probably unable to entertain you with his stories. If you would like to listen, please come back in three days for a free performance as an apology for today's neglect."
As Bai Qianmo spoke, her calm and unwavering eyes were fixed on the figure behind Shaman.
A soft laugh was heard.
"Congratulations, Miss Xu, on taking over Lanling Teahouse. Today's fight was much more exciting and interesting than listening to the story. I will come back to support you in three days. I hope you will not disappoint me then."
Dozens of officers ran downstairs.
They are arranged in two straight rows.
A moment later, a tall and straight figure slowly walked down from the second floor.
Bai Qianmo looked at the man.
He had been sitting at the table in the private room.
As they approach, one feels their captivating presence and the noble air they exude.
The man was wearing a military uniform and leather gloves.
As he walked downstairs, his eyes were slightly lowered, and the wide brim of his hat still covered half of his face.
But her exposed skin was as white and translucent as solidified cream.
As the footsteps drew closer, Bai Qianmo was momentarily disoriented.
A pair of cold eyes looked at her, and her heart suddenly clenched.
A strange sense of familiarity welled up in my heart.
They are two completely different faces, so why are their eyes so similar, and even their voices are exactly the same?
"Miss Xu, we'll meet again another day." The man chuckled and left Lanling Teahouse.
A group of officers followed closely behind, leaving with the man.
"Um... young man, are you really planning to buy Lanling Teahouse?"
Bai Qianmo withdrew her gaze and looked at Qin Fengming beside her.
"Mr. Qin, I should say I risked my life to save you just now, right?"
Qin Fengming was taken aback, not expecting Bai Qianmo to discuss this matter so directly.
Although he was being beaten by the Axe Gang at the time, he seemed to have heard that this kid had spoken rudely and offended the third leader, which caused the conflict.
This doesn't seem like a life-saving favor, does it?
"Let's sit down and talk," Bai Qianmo said sharply, seeing through Qin Fengming's thoughts at a glance.
A moment later, the door closed, and the two sat in the messy hall.
The two stared at each other in silence for a while.
Bai Qianmo picked up the teapot beside her and poured a cup of tea for Qin Fengming.
"Although I didn't run to the stage to save you at the time, I successfully attracted the Axe Gang's attention to me and blocked such a huge hatred for you. Next, the Axe Gang will definitely come after me. In other words, they won't have time to go looking for trouble with you."
Qin Fengming thought about it carefully and it seemed to make some sense.
He was speechless.
In a way, the young man's appearance did indeed save his life.
"Young man, I am just a storyteller. I don't know how I can help you."
Qin Fengming is not stupid; he is as clear-headed as a mirror.
Bai Qianmo went around in circles, but ultimately she just wanted to ask him for a favor.
Bai Qianmo chuckled: "I just enjoy talking to smart people. As you just saw, I spent ten thousand silver dollars to buy this mess of Lanling Teahouse. You are the pillar of this teahouse. If you leave, the teahouse will lack its spirit. So, I want you to stay here. What do you think?"
Qin Fengming was not surprised.
After all, the only thing of value he had was his skill in making a living by talking.
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