While the thoughts were flying, Yan Zheng walked to Qianjin Tower without knowing it. Red lanterns were hung under the corridor and on the eaves of the pavilions. On the opposite side were hung with various flower-style lanterns, while the flowers bloomed and the hundreds of schools of thought contending.

The whole world celebrates joyfully.

All the outer buildings of Qianjin Building are covered with vermilion paint, which looks particularly beautiful and dazzling under the light of red lanterns, as if they are in a festive ocean.

A black nanmu plaque with red vermilion lacquer door hanging at the top of the door, with three golden typings written on it with three large characters Qianjin Tower.

Ye Ye shines under the light. These three golden characters are wiped extremely cleanly. The dazzling golden light shows the heroic spirit of the owner of this building!

Rich ~ Extremely rich!

This is the first impression Qianjinlou left on Yan Zheng.

Before entering the door, you can feel the warm atmosphere in Qianjin Building. The crowds of people are filled with melodious silk and bamboos, and the sound of drinking and drinking is endless. Standing at the door Yan Zheng has the illusion of coming to the dance floor of the bar disco hall. This is the level of excitement, listen to the sound

All of them make people feel excited.

Just then, I heard the waiter who was welcoming the guests at the door sing loudly: "The distinguished guest is here!"

Then the waiter stepped forward and bowed, raised his hands and asked Yan Zheng to come in with a humble attitude. As a modern person, he had encountered such a situation for the first time, Yan Zheng could not tell what was strange in his heart.

Yan Zheng couldn't say it in his heart if he was not used to seeing people servile, or was not used to being treated so diligently.

Then he teased the waiter and said, "How do you see that I am a distinguished guest!"

The waiter replied with a smile: "You are joking, do this, stand at the door to welcome and see the trip. The first thing to do is to be bright. Who is coming? Just look at it and we can see it.

Seven or eighteen, your outfit is of high-quality silk and satin, which is generally not available on the market. If you look at your demeanor, you will be arrogant without anger. You are so noble. I close my eyes and don’t need to knock

, Everyone knows that you are a great guest, and you are so precious!"

Yan Zheng was praised by the waiter's words and was a little ecstatic. In modern times, he could not hear such fresh and refined flattery. He couldn't help but say, "You can talk, just say a few more~"

The waiter had seen a guest who did not play according to the routine, and was suddenly at a loss by Yan Zheng's words. Seeing that the waiter was embarrassed, Yan Zheng laughed again.

"Two ends, reward!"

Ermo walked forward with a dark face, took out a golden leaf from his arms, and stuffed it into Xiao Er's hand. Xiao Er looked down and felt a golden light piercing into his eyes. He immediately thought about it, so he hurriedly put the golden leaf.

Retracted into the cuffs, a chrysanthemum on her face, and her attitude became more attentive, and she wanted to treat Yan Zheng as her father. If Yan Zheng told him at this moment that he didn't want to walk, then the waiter could carry Yan Zheng into her.

Inside Qianjin Building.

The waiter's crafty little movement was secretly caught by Yan Zheng's eyes. He silently exclaimed in his heart. The Lord of Penglai was so powerful that he actually created every character in his dream so meticulously.

As the saying goes, rice nourishes a hundred people, and each character has a unique side. Yan Zheng sighed before that the Lord of Penglai’s dream is real, and even the characters’ psychology is just right.

But Yan Zheng did not expect that the Lord of Penglai would portray every character so well.

What is the difference between such a world and the real world? Is it really just a dream world to achieve this level?

Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, who dreams of whoever...

When Yan Zheng was deeply moved, the waiter led Yan Zheng and his party to step on the soft red carpet, walked through the hall of ten meters wide, and walked into the hall of Qianjin Building.

A strong smell of sandalwood came towards him. Yan Zheng looked up and saw that the whole hall was as vast as a conference hall. There was a bronze brazier about two meters high hanging in the center, with flowers, birds, mountains and rivers fishing on it, and the flames in the brazier.

It seemed like a pillar of fire that was thriving. The burning flames were about one meter high. Apart from dozens of meters, Yan Zheng seemed to feel the scorching temperature above.

On the edge of the bronze brazier, several bronze poles as thick as a stem extend out. The poles are of varying heights, distinct layers, and staggered.

There is a glass mirror on the top of each pole, which refracts the light of the flames to every corner of the hall through the staggered positions.

The huge brazier in the center became as dazzling as the sun, making people afraid to look directly at it easily. Three or five meters away in the pavilion hall, there was a bright light. The two added together, which made the entire hall look like

Daytime is average.

Like the brilliance of the candles, the top and bottom are shining, it is like the sea of ​​fireworks, it is so lively~~

Through careful observation, Yan Zheng also found that there was an exquisite incense burner next to each red pillar in the hall, and the smell of sandalwood came from the incense burner scattered throughout the hall.

The building is full of singing and dancing, and the cigarettes are lingering, giving people a hazy feeling that seems real and illusory.

At this time, the hall was already full of people, and at the end opposite there was a two-meter-high red stage, with a performance stand similar to a modern opera house.

The edge of the stage is filled with flowers and plants and decorated. In front of the stage is a miniature pond, with small bridges and flowing water, which seems to have slightly shrunk a beautiful view of the south of the Yangtze River.

The layout of the hall of Qianjin Building is ridiculed that the current opera house is similar, with the central stage as the center. From the second floor to the third floor, there are stands that sticks that can allow guests to clearly view the performances in the stands. Looking up

Go up, the second and third floors are already crowded with people on the railings.

Although we all know that the conference has not started yet, many people in the private rooms and compartments opened the window early to feel the lively atmosphere outside.

The entire hall is covered with golden stone walls, painted with various bird patterns, colorful colors. The floor is covered with carpets embroidered with soft tones, and occasionally a few bright red flames are burning.

Vulgar but not charming, and nobleness is revealed in the simplicity and luxury. Yan Zheng can't help but shout good to him in his heart. One more point makes people feel vulgar, and one less point makes people feel magnificent.

The atmosphere is just right, making people feel at home and enjoy the feeling of emperor!

Compared with Qianjin Tower, my cold and solemn Eastern Palace was simply a scumbag in the instant, except for a few more flying dragons!

Just as Yan Zheng looked at the entire Qianjin Building, a middle-aged woman dressed up next to him was also looking at Yan Zheng from a distance.

The waiter who was introduced by the words Zheng just now climbed into the other party's ear and whispered something. As the waiter muttered, the other party's eyes became brighter and brighter. The smile on his face was as bright as a flower, and his pair of apricot kernel eyes were hopeless to drip.

When the water came out, Yan Zheng's eyes became even hotter.
Chapter completed!