Latest website: The two left the palace and swaggered all the way across the market to the Zuixian Tower.

The surrounding onlookers, many spectators followed them all the way to the entrance of Zuixian Tower.

After all, in the eyes of those people, Li Chengfeng and Fan Meng are mobile air conditioners.

Even if you can't get what you want by following them, at least you can get a little bit of coolness.

They are not the ones who can make snacks with ice cubes like Li Chengfeng.

In this scorching hot weather, the free air conditioner is not in vain, and they can use it for a month with a small piece of ice.

Li Chengfeng and Fan Meng turned their heads to look at the crowd following them, and smiled at each other.

Good guy! If everyone put on suits, I would almost become an ax to help brother Chen.

Li Chengfeng inexplicably remembered that classic movie scene, and couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart.

Wu Xu on the side was terrified, what happened to so many people following him for a while, it would be troublesome!

When the onlookers saw the two walking into the tavern, they also followed in, wanting to watch the excitement.

All of a sudden, Zuixianlou, which was already thriving in business, almost had no seats to sit in, and the corners were full of people.

You must know that this is not winter, you can still stay warm if you huddle together, but it is not easy to have such a passenger flow in summer.

On the second floor of the Drunken Immortal Tower, many sons and young masters from various families who often come here for drinks were also attracted by the noise, and stuck their heads out one after another.

"It's almost there!" Li Chengfeng looked at the crowd in the restaurant, and whispered to Fan Meng beside him.

Fan Meng nodded, and quietly left the lobby on the first floor to prepare for the next action.

"Ahem! Why are you following me all this way?" Li Chengfeng pretended not to know and asked the audience humanely.

"His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince, don't you ask this knowingly?"

"The fairy mist on your body is really cool, isn't it just for a little shade!"

"Your Highness, when did you have the ability to fly through the clouds, you are truly a god!"

"The villain would venture to ask, what is that artifact on your neck? We have never seen such a treasure before."

"Oh! That's why you came here!" Li Chengfeng pretended to suddenly realize, and took off the hanging fan around his neck.

"This is not some magic weapon. It's called a hanging neck fan. I bought it with a lot of money!" he explained.

As soon as this remark came out, there was even more discussion in the restaurant. If this thing is not a magic weapon, would they have a chance to buy one?

Not to mention that such a treasure can make people feel cool, as long as the eight princes say a little about the same style, they can also have face.

This is Xijing, a place where many merchants and high-ranking officials gather. If you can get a relationship with the Eighth Prince, it's nothing.

"Then can you tell me where you can buy it? The villain is also very greedy!" asked the clever person in the crowd.

Those aristocrats upstairs who watched the excitement also echoed.

It's not that they can't afford ice to cool off, it's just that if they can buy the same style as the Eighth Prince.

No matter how much money is spent, the elders in their family will not only not stop them, but will reward them greatly.

When the crowd asked about this, Li Chengfeng frowned and showed displeasure.

After thinking about it, he let out a long sigh and said, "I got this thing from a fairy who happened to meet me. I don't know if I will have the chance to meet a fairy again in my life!"

As soon as this remark came out, the people who asked the question just shook their heads.

It would be difficult to buy this thing from the gods, who can guarantee when the gods will appear next time.

Besides, can they **** it from Li Chengfeng? No one thinks he has a long life.

Those few families who dared to jump out to fight against the Eighth Prince are probably now three feet high on their graves.

As for the one in Fan Meng's hand, that's even more impossible.

Who in this city of Chang'an would know that the Eighth Prince is covering the Zuixian Tower, and robbing Fan Meng is not equivalent to slapping Li Chengfeng in the face!

Seeing that many people in the crowd were a little disappointed, and many people even planned to turn around and leave, Li Chengfeng knew that the time had come.

He looked at the crowd and then at the hanging fan around his neck, pretending to be in pain, and struggled for a long time.

"Since everyone wants to enjoy this hanging neck fan, I have a good way."

The onlookers who were about to leave the Zuixian Tower just now stopped and walked back after hearing this sentence.

At this time, a young man in green shirt walked up to Li Chengfeng.

"Villain Chai Zhewei, I have met the Eighth Prince." The visitor bowed his hands and saluted Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng nodded, knowing this person, this person is the son of Chai Shao, one of the founding heroes

Not only that, his biological mother is Li Xiuning, a standard second-generation ancestor, and she is actually his cousin!

"I heard what the eighth prince means, is he willing to give up this artifact?" Chai Zhewei asked.

Like the onlookers, as soon as Li Chengfeng came in, he fell in love with the cold baby.

Now it seems that Li Chengfeng intends to sell it, so he hurried downstairs hoping to buy it.

Even if it doesn't work, it's good to get in touch with Li Chengfeng.

Li Chengfeng nodded but shook his head again: "This thing is a gift from a fairy, I must never sell it!"

"But to be honest, the immortal gave me ten of them at that time. If my cousin really wants my younger brother to rent them to you, it's fine."

"What the Eighth Prince said is very reasonable, there is no reason to sell what the immortals gave!"

"But the villain is really greedy, how can I rent this thing?" Chai Zhewei continued to ask after hitting the snake with the stick.

Li Chengfeng kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and the old **** was there without saying a word.

At this time, Fan Meng directed the staff to move out a long table, which was covered with hanging neck fans.

On the red cloth in front of the table are written several vigorous and powerful characters: Shared fans!

"In order to benefit the general public, the Eighth Prince reluctantly parted with his loved ones today, and lent the artifacts to you all."

"But the artifact is too expensive, so tenants must register their own information, and each person is only allowed to rent it for one day at a time."

"From now on, until the ten artifacts are rented out, the starting price is one hundred taels of gold!" Standing in front of the table, Fan Meng looked at Li Chengfeng incomprehensibly, and said reluctantly.

This can be regarded as completely igniting the surrounding crowd.

You must know that they saw Li Chengfeng's expression just now, and they were completely reluctant.

If you have the opportunity to rent this kind of artifact, it will definitely be the most beautiful scenery when you take it out at the bar.

Of course, no one dared to take it by force, or refused to pay the debt, and they still knew what was more important than the head or the money.

The crowd flocked to the table in front of Fan Meng, but no one dared to pass, and they all took out their purses.

"I'll pay you one hundred taels of gold, and let me rent the proprietress for a day."

"I'll offer one hundred and fifty taels of gold, and you all get out of the way."

The rich merchants present here turned into grandpas and aunts grabbing vegetables in the vegetable market~lightnovelpub.net~ How could there still be the lofty style of the past.

Even the second-generation ancestors headed by Chai Zhewei rushed forward.

They are not only out of face, but also in order to have a relationship with the eighth prince who is in the limelight.

Not to mention one hundred taels of gold a day, even if it is ten thousand and two hundred thousand taels, their family will happily settle the bill for them.

Soon the first floor of Zuixian Tower became a Shura field, and ten hanging neck fans were quickly rented out at a price of one thousand taels of gold.

Under the guidance of Fan Meng, the rented people turned on the fans, feeling the pleasant shade and looking around happily.

And those who didn't rent it all stamped their feet and beat their chests regretting that they didn't bring more money with them.

In the end, it was Fan Meng who comforted them to come back when the lease period of the day after tomorrow is up, giving them priority, and then they were willing to leave.

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