Morning, Nangong Cheng’s guest room.

Nangong Cheng got up, feeling a little happy in his heart, thinking: "Okay now, many people will know about Shen Sanying's riot at Hermitage Villa soon, right? I can implement the second step taught by my wife. .”

Nangong Cheng put on his clothes and walked out happily. He strolled outside Jinling City, hoping to hear someone talking about Shen Sanying causing trouble at the Hermitage Villa. But reality is often not the same as dreams, and he did not expect a scene. It happened, and the people in Jinling City were bustling with people, but no one talked about Shen Sanying causing trouble at the Hermitage Villa, as if that incident had not happened.

"Strange! How could this happen?" Nangong Cheng thought for a while and finally figured it out. He thought to himself: "Yes, only I and the people at Hermitage Villa know about this matter. Hermitage Villa regards this matter as a scandal. It will definitely not be spread. It seems that this matter can only be spread by my idea. But how should I spread it? I can't stand on the street and say it? No, in this case the story will be spread, but I will also be spread. If it's leaked out, if Shen Sanying doesn't take the bait, then all my previous work will be in vain. It seems that I still have to use someone else's mouth to tell the matter, but whose mouth should I borrow?" Nangong Cheng Scanning the crowd, looking for someone who could spread the word, he walked through the streets and alleys of Jinling City, but still couldn't find the right person.

In the evening, Nangong Cheng returned to the inn dejectedly. He was worried about not knowing how to implement the second step Ye Xiuying taught him.

At this time, there were no guests in the inn.

When the innkeeper saw Nangong Cheng coming back with a sad face, he put a piece of white cloth around his neck and hurried to greet him. He smiled and said to Nangong Cheng, "The guest guest is back?"

Nangong Cheng nodded.

"Sir, please sit over here!" The waiter wiped a table in the center and a bench next to the table with a white cloth hanging around his neck, and asked Nangong Cheng to sit down.

Nangong Cheng sat on the bench that the waiter had passed by.

The waiter said: "My guest has been in Jinling City for a whole day. You must be hungry, right? Do you need anything?"

Nangong Chengdao: "A bowl of Yangchun noodles."

"Okay, a bowl of Yangchun noodles will be here soon!" The waiter went to the kitchen.

Nangong Cheng closed his eyes, thinking about how to spread the news about Shen Sanying's riot at Hermitage Villa, and he fell into a trance as he thought about it.

"Sir, your Yangchun noodles are here!" The waiter brought the Yangchun noodles, placed them in front of Nangong Cheng and called out.

But Nangong Cheng did not respond.

The waiter touched Nangong Cheng gently and said: "My guest, your guest."

Nangong Cheng glanced at the waiter and said "oh".

When the clerk saw Nangong Cheng's strange reaction, he asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

Nangong Cheng smiled and shook his head, saying: "It's okay, I was so lost in thought just now."

The waiter said "Oh" and said, "Sir, I'm sorry for disturbing your thoughts. I just don't have good eyesight."

Nangong Cheng smiled and said: "It's okay, I can't blame you."

The waiter said: "Sir, this Yangchun noodles should be eaten while it's hot. It won't taste good if it's cold."

Nangong Cheng nodded and said to the waiter: "Thank you!" After saying that, Nangong Cheng picked up a handful of Yangchun noodles with chopsticks, but still didn't put it into his mouth, and the noodles fell from the chopsticks.

The waiter thought to himself: "What's wrong with this guest? Are you encountering any problems?" So he said with great concern: "Sir, what are you thinking about? Tell me and see if I can help you solve it."

"You?" Nangong Cheng stared at the clerk for a long time, thinking: "Yeah, maybe this guy can really help me." Thinking of this, Nangong Cheng suddenly laughed,

Said: "Maybe you can really help me solve this matter."

The waiter nodded and said: "Okay, sir, please tell me!"

Nangong Chengdao: "I wonder how long this young man has been in Jinling?"

The waiter smiled and said: "To be honest, I am a genuine Jinling native."

Nangong Chengdao: "Since you are from Jinling, do you know everything about Jinling City?"

The waiter said confidently: "Please feel free to ask, sir! As long as it is related to Jinling City, I can answer you."

Nangong Cheng nodded and said, "I want to know some new things happening in the world. How can I find out?"

The waiter said: "This is simple, just go to Detai Tea House and find Mr. Chu."

Nangong Chengdao: "Old man Chu?"

The waiter nodded and said, "Yes! He often talks about what happened in the world in that teahouse, and every time he talks, the house is almost full."

Nangong Cheng thought: "Since the house is full, I can use this old man Chu to spread the news." Nangong Cheng showed a smile on his face, and then thought: "Since I want to spread the news through old man Chu,

, Of course we have to ask more about Old Man Chu." Nangong Cheng said to the waiter: "Then where does all the news about him come from?"

The waiter said: "Of course he heard it, and he bought it with money."

Nangong Chengdao: "Paying money to buy news? This is the first time I have heard of this."

The clerk said: "Yes, this old man Chu will spend money to buy Jianghu news, but your Jianghu news must be true, then Old Chu will buy it."

Nangong Cheng smiled and said, "Then where is the Detai Teahouse?"

The waiter pointed to the door and said: "Detai Tea House is easy to find. When you exit this door, go east. Keep walking until you reach a main road, which is the main street of Jinling City. Then walk to your left, about

You can see Detai Tea House within a mile or two of walking."

Nangong Cheng smiled because he thought of how to spread the news about the riot at the Hermitage. He said to the waiter: "Thank you! Brother, you helped me a lot today!"

The clerk looked puzzled and thought to himself: "Why is this a big help? Is this guest officer just frowning because he can't listen to Jianghu news? This is really a strange person! No matter, as long as the guest officer's mood can be good.

"Although the waiter was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He just smiled and said, "I hope I can help you! Sir, these Yangchun noodles should be eaten while they are hot. They will not taste good when they are cold."

Nangong Cheng nodded and finished eating the Yangchun noodles happily. After eating, he went back to his room to rest.

Early the next morning, at the entrance of Detai Teahouse.

At this time, Detai Tea House did not open its doors, and Nangong Cheng was already waiting at the door of Detai Tea House.

When it was nine o'clock, the door of Detai Teahouse finally opened.

A child of fifteen or sixteen years old, more than six feet tall, wearing a boy's clothes and a gray hat came out. When he saw Nangong Cheng, he asked, "Are you here for tea?"

Nangong Cheng smiled and said: "I heard that the old man Chu from Detai Teahouse is very good at talking about Jianghu affairs, so I came to listen."

The child said: "You are here early. Old Man Chu has just talked about Jianghu affairs. You are here two hours early. You can go for a walk first and then come back!"

Nangong Chengdao: "I heard that this old man Chu can fill the house when he talks about Jianghu affairs, right?"

The child said: "Yes!"

Nangong Chengdao: "That's okay. There are advantages to coming early! This way you can grab a good seat."

The child nodded and said, "Okay, then come in!"

Nangong Cheng nodded.

The child introduced Nangong Cheng

Detai Tea House.

Nangong Cheng began to inspect the Detai Tea House. The Detai Tea House was divided into two floors. The upper and lower floors were filled with tables. There were four benches next to the tables. There was a podium in the center of the first floor and a seat behind the two tables.

, that should be Old Man Chu’s seat.

The child said to Nangong Chengdao: "If you want to listen to Jianghu affairs here, you have to pay the entrance fee."

Nangong Chengdao: "How much do you need to pay for this ticket?"

The child said: "Sit on the first floor, close to old man Chu, and you can hear clearly. The ticket is twenty cents per person; if you sit on the second floor, the ticket is only ten cents."

Nangong Cheng thought to himself: "I came here just to see if the house was really full when this old man Chu talked about Jianghu affairs? I'm afraid this floor is not as clear as the second floor." So Nangong Cheng said: "I'm on the second floor.

Find a seat!"

The child was a little unhappy and said, "How are you choosing a good seat?"

Nangong Cheng smiled and said, "Oh, I can't help it. My parents are poor, so just save as much as you can!" After saying that, he gave the child ten cents.

"Oh, since your family is poor, why are you here to listen to stories?" The child left with great disdain.

"Little brother, please wait a moment!" Nangong Cheng said.

The child turned to look at Nangong Cheng and said, "What else do you want?"

Nangong Cheng smiled and said: "Little brother, I also want to ask you something."

"Oh, I want to ask something!" the child said and stretched out a hand.

Nangong Cheng was puzzled and asked, "What are you doing?"

The child said: "This is Detai Tea House, a place where information is sold. You have to pay to inquire about information here."

Nangong Cheng smiled and said, "Then how do you pay?"

The child said: "If you ask me a question, you have to give me one or two silver coins."

Nangong Cheng nodded, put a tael of silver on the child's hand, and said, "I heard that Old Chu spent money to buy news about the world, right?"

The child nodded and said, "Yes!"

Nangong Cheng put another tael of silver on the child's hand and said, "If I have news about the world and want to sell it to Old Man Chu, how should I sell it?"

The child said: "You write down the Jianghu news you want to sell on paper and give it to Old Man Chu. After Old Man Chu reads it and thinks it is true, he will spend money to buy your Jianghu news."

"Oh, thank you!" Nangong Cheng smiled.

Nangong Cheng put a tael of silver on the child's hand and said, "How much does Mr. Chu usually spend on buying news?"

The child said: "It's hard to say. Some news costs a few cents, and some news costs more than ten taels. It mainly depends on the time when your news happened."

Nangong Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "I understand, thank you, little brother." In fact, there is no need for Nangong Cheng to ask this question. He just hopes to spread the news about the Hermitage Villa. It doesn't matter how much it sells for. He

The reason why I asked this question was just to make this kid look like he was here specifically to sell information.

The child said: "Have you finished asking?"

"I'm done asking," Nangong Cheng said.

Sure enough, the child thought that Nangong Cheng was here to sell information, so he asked Nangong Chengdao: "Do you have information to sell to Old Man Chu?"

Nangong Cheng also extended his hand to the child and said, "This is Detai Tea House. If you want to ask me questions, you have to pay. One tael of silver per question."

The child thought about it for a while, and then left. He thought to himself: "Even if this person wants to sell the news to Old Man Chu, it may not be worth a tael of silver! So I still don't do this business."
Chapter completed!