He didn't directly confront He Yunxiao, but simply said, "Sir, we don't have 'reserved seats' in our restaurant, please understand."
He Yunxiao didn't believe it at all, and took out two hundred taels of silver notes, saying, "Shopkeeper, I was born into a prestigious family and can afford it, so don't worry."
Seeing the shopkeeper hesitate, He Yunxiao took the opportunity to probe him, "Shopkeeper, I think your counter is quite nice, the wood is top-notch, and the carpentry is excellent. How much did it cost to make?"
"This...this question has stumped this old man."
He Yunxiao understood. The hotels he'd passed along the way were different, but their overall style was largely the same, belonging to the same category. When he asked the innkeeper, he didn't know anything about the shop's furnishings, suggesting he was likely a worker who could make decisions, but not the true owner of the restaurant.
He Yunxiao didn't hesitate. With a flick of his wrist, one of the two hundred taels of silver notes was gone, while a hundred taels of silver notes suddenly appeared in the shopkeeper's belt. He Yunxiao pressed the remaining one hundred taels of silver notes onto the table.
"Sir, a hundred taels of silver may not seem like much, but it's not uncommon to see someone spending a hundred taels on a single meal, is it? The war between Qi and Yan is currently underway, and Wei is safe, but I've heard that housing prices in Wei aren't cheap. You're not young anymore; you should be thinking about the future, shouldn't you?"
The old shopkeeper understood. He not only understood He Yunxiao's money, but also his methods. This young man, skilled in psychological warfare and willing to spend money, was bound to be extraordinary in the future.
With the intention of investing in the future, the old shopkeeper changed his demeanor and spoke to He Yunxiao in a friendly manner: "Sir, we don't have any 'reserved seats' in the restaurant, but we do have a private room on the top floor for family use only. What do you think, sir?"
He Yunxiao laughed and said, "I wonder if there are any 'bedrooms for family use only'? I'd like those too."
...
Shortly after He Yunxiao entered the restaurant, a carriage that could be described as "extremely luxurious" pulled up beside it. The carriage was drawn by four exceptionally handsome white foals, its frame made of rare and expensive silverwood, adorned with gold tassels and jade embellishments. Most terrifyingly, the coachman who drove the carriage also possessed a ninth-rank cultivation level.
Two more carriages stopped behind it.
Eight people got out of the car behind. The first four were three men and one woman, all of whom were Grandmasters. The last four were also Rank 9.
The old manager, who had just served He Yunxiao, saw the car arrive and immediately scrambled out from behind the hotel counter, his old bones bent low, and bowed deeply, saying respectfully, "This humble servant, Liu Ji, greets the young master!"
"Um."
It was a woman's voice, as melodious as the sound of silver bells tinkling in the wind.
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