Chapter 354 The Fragrance of Tea Makes People Drunk

  Not to mention what kind of storm Xiao Qi will face after being caught playing truant, Wei Han came to the restaurant a little early today.

  Shi Yan understood at a glance.

  Master came to visit Miss Luo again to look at the persimmon tree.

   Whenever the master wants to see the persimmon tree with Miss Luo, he will come earlier.

   "Master is here."

   Didn't see Luo Sheng in the lobby, Wei Han asked lightly: "Where is Miss Luo?"

   "Miss Luo is in the back kitchen. Wait a minute, I'll call you." Shi Yan ran into the backyard and shouted, "Miss Luo, the master came to see the persimmon tree."

  The persimmon tree in the courtyard was still alone, and the bare branches were exposed after the snow melted, making it even uglier in Shi Yan's eyes.

  Luo Sheng came out of the kitchen, waited beside the persimmon tree, and said generously: "Then please come over here, I will wait for him under the persimmon tree."

  Shi Yan returned to the lobby with a complicated mood.

  The person who wants to do his best to be with Miss Luo so much is so powerless when faced with a girl as generous as Miss Luo...

   "Master, Miss Luo is waiting for you under the persimmon tree."

   Wei Han nodded, and strode towards the back.

Shi Yan looked at the tall and straight figure that quickly disappeared, and touched his clean chin and suddenly thought of one thing: If it was an autumn day, the master and Miss Luo were standing and chatting under the persimmon tree (it is hopeless to express their affection to each other) , suddenly a ripe persimmon fell down and hit the master on the head—

  Shi Yan shook his head hurriedly, thinking about the bare persimmon tree again, and finally found out one advantage: the victory is that there are no persimmons.

   Persimmon tree didn't have a chance to listen to the whispering of a man and a woman. As soon as Wei Han came over, he went into the room with Luo Sheng.

  The two sat opposite each other, with a small tea table in between.

   Wei Han picked up the teapot that was warming on the small stove beside him, and poured two cups of hot tea with ease.

   One cup for Luo Sheng, one cup for yourself.

  Luo Sheng held the hot teacup in his hand, and asked straight to the point: "Have you heard about the killer organization?"

   Wei Han nodded slightly: "The assassin who escaped that day was very vigilant, and followed him to a place after two days."

   "Where?" Although Luo Sheng was anxious in his heart, he still held his breath.

  It has been more than half a year since I entered Beijing, and it is not less than this hour and a half.

   If you want to talk about urgency, there is no rush to face a behemoth like the royal family.

   Wei Han didn't mean to make Luo Sheng wait any longer, and said, "A gambling house called Qianjinfang."

  Luo Sheng was taken aback.

   Qianjinfang, she just heard of it not long ago.

  Her careless nephew Xu Qi is having fun in Qianjinfang recently.

   Wei Han was also taken aback, with a complicated tone: "Miss Luo also knows Qianjinfang?"

   Could it be that Miss Luo has been there?

  According to reports from the assassin’s followers, there is a small restaurant opposite Qianjinfang, and the business is good...

   Wei Han took a deep look at Luo Sheng, and thought to himself: Did Miss Luo go to a gambling house, or a small hotel?

  Luo Sheng didn't know what the man opposite was thinking, so he nodded calmly: "Of course I've heard of it. Have the prince's men found out the relationship between the assassin and the casino?"

   Wei Han picked up the teacup and took a sip, calming down his mood: "That gambling house should be a stronghold of that organization, and they haven't made a fuss at the moment, and it's not sure who they belong to in the casino..."

  Luo Sheng listened carefully, secretly surprised at the agility of that mysterious organization.

   It is really suitable to choose a stronghold in a place like a casino where people come and go, where dragons and snakes mix.

  Because it is too messy, it is convenient to hide.

  For example, when the killer who was following him ran to the casino this time, it was not so easy to distinguish whether these people in the casino were ordinary gamblers, people from the casino, or members of the killer organization.

  Seeing Luo Sheng's eyebrows contemplating, Wei Han smiled and said, "Miss Luo, you don't need to worry about these, the people on my side should be able to figure it out after a few more days of staring."

  If Ms. Luo is not at ease, she runs to the casino and walks across the street, what should she do?

  As for why he minded Miss Luo going to the opposite side, Wei Han didn't think deeply about it, and took it for granted.

  Isn't it right for girls to go to the small shop? Even Governor Luo would mind.

   "Then I will trouble the lord." Luo Sheng lifted the long-mouthed copper pot and refilled the tea for Wei Han.

   Wei Han felt relieved a little and drank tea slowly.

  The tea is boiling hot. Sitting in a warm room, sitting opposite to a girl with picturesque eyebrows, drinking it like this will make my heart boil.

   Wei Han felt a little strange.

  He clearly hasn't drunk yet, but he seems a little drunk.

  In sight, that familiar face seemed to look better...

  Luo Sheng noticed that the man opposite him had been staring at him for a long time, and looked at him with some surprise.

  Under the girl's stare, Wei Han suddenly became nervous, pretending to be calm and rubbing his eyebrows: "Sorry, I drank too much."

  Luo Sheng immediately looked at the teacup in Wei Han's hand.

  That's right, it is indeed a teacup, and she just added the steaming tea in it.

  What will happen if Kaiyang Wang drinks too much tea? Are you crazy about drinking?

   And Wei Han also reacted and said nonsense.

  It is impossible to show embarrassment in front of Miss Luo, it would be even more embarrassing.

  So someone could only continue to pretend to be calm, and invited: "Miss Luo, why don't we go and see the persimmon tree."

  Luo Sheng nodded to save face.

  It’s fine, if King Kaiyang is drunk and crazy, let the persimmon tree stand on it.

   Drinkers came one after another in the lobby, and Wei Han returned to his old seat to drink and eat meat.

  Luo Sheng gave Koer a wink and went back to the backyard.

   "How is the situation with Mr. Xu?"

Ko'er shook her head again and again, and sighed heavily: "Master Xu can't do it, those people who often gamble with him are clearly plotting against him. But he can't see it, Xiao Ying has tasted the sweetness a few times, and goes to him every day. Qianjinfang run. The dignified Houmen don't even have such eyesight, it really can't be done..."

   "Have you lost a lot?"

  Keer made a gesture: "I have already lost eight hundred taels of silver!"

Fearing that Luo Sheng would not understand what 800 taels meant, the little maid quickly explained: "Girl, don't think that 800 taels is less, 800 taels is not a small amount. You know Mr. Biao, he only pays a month's worth. Five taels, 800 taels will be distributed to him for thirteen years and it won't be enough."

   Sheng Saburo, who happened to come to the back kitchen to serve the dishes, frowned when he heard a few words indistinctly.

  How did he hear Kouer mention "Biao Gongzi"?

   It doesn’t matter, it will take thirteen years to post what, and he will be thirty by then!

  Seeing Sheng Sanlang appearing, Kouer smiled and asked, "Master Biao, tell our girl, isn't eight hundred taels a lot?"

  When Sheng Sanlang heard eight hundred taels, his mind immediately popped up his income at home: five taels a month.

   "Cousin, Kerr is right, eight hundred taels is really a lot."

   "I understand." Luo Sheng smiled.

   Seeing that his cousin understood, Sheng Sanlang walked into the kitchen with a smile, until he stepped into the lobby with a pot of mutton, and his feet slammed.

  It will take 13 years for him to post what he thinks of now!

  (end of this chapter)