The riverside in the evening is no longer as hot as in the afternoon. The slight wind has passed through the clear filter of the bamboo forest, and there is less mud and the turbidity of the city, and more clear and soft. It is really a quiet place in the downtown city.

Unfortunately, only wealthy families can afford to play.

Wang Yi walked in the bamboo forest for half an hour, his annoyance was gone, and his whole body was light. He saw the fat, thin and old man also came. Seeing Wang Yi wandering around in the pavilion alone, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his turbid eyes.

Wang Yi nodded politely to the two of them as a respectful person. He continued to walk in the forest and went down to the dock by the river. He scooped up a handful of cooled river water, looked at the opposite side in a daze, and saw the surging river water flowing eastward, and watching several small old-style fishing boats bringing wisps of ripples on the not-so-clear river surface. He felt particularly relaxed.

The night gradually sinks, but the bamboo forest garden is lit with colorful landscape lights. The alternation of various colors adds a bit of tranquility and dreaminess to the bamboo forest.

However, Wang Yi was a little regretful. Just now, the elegant front desk waiter who renewed for him reminded that when the landscape lights were on, the bamboo forest garden would need to clear the venue and prepare for the guzheng playing later.

This bamboo garden is only open to customers in the private rooms of the Tingzheng room. Moreover, because playing the guzheng requires adjusting your emotions and no idle people can interfere with it, so before the zither arrives, the venue must be cleared and prepared one hour in advance.

But when Wang Yi was renewing the fee at the front desk, a regular customer had already booked a private room for the evening, so he couldn't listen to the guzheng solo in the Zuozheng room tonight.

If you can't listen, you can't listen. After being idle for so long, it's already comfortable enough.

Wang Yi slowly walked back to Zuozheng Room and opened the background music of Happy Town. He leaned on the Taishi Chair and continued to run the town while continuing to operate the town.

In a few minutes, he completed two orders for the town residents, and the door was suddenly knocked gently.

Wang Yi looked back habitually and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

It's the slightly fat old man.

The old man was holding a cell phone in his hand, and he was playing music from the Happy Town. He also watched him with interest: "Young man, are you playing this too?"

"Yes," Wang Yi was not sure, but he stood up politely from the Taishi chair: "I like this kind of game."

"I said, if you want to chase her, you have to download the Guzheng game." The fat old man whispered to the Zhulin Garden: "It's useless to play this."

Wang Yi suddenly realized that the old man thought he was the suitor of the Guzheng beauty.

He smiled and said, "You misunderstood. I don't know her. I just came here to find a purity."

The slightly fat old man was stunned.

Wang Yi smiled and looked at him.

Perhaps he saw the openness in Wang Yi's eyes. The slightly fat old man nodded, his eyes quickly fell into the teacup on the table, and he sniffed it gently: "Qingxiang Tieguanyin?"

"You are always an expert." Wang Yi was surprised and then gave a thumbs up in admiration.

"It's okay, I don't like drinking other teas, I like the fragrance of Tieguanyin." The fat old man laughed and saw the cookies on his table: "Oh, didn't you eat supper? Actually, the meal here is pretty good."

Is that true?

Wang Yi's heart moved and picked up a cookie with remaining heat and handed it to the fat old man: "This cookie is also very delicious, please try it."

"Haha, that's fine." The fat old man was slightly stunned, but he quickly reached out to take it happily, put it in his mouth and bit it. He was stunned again. His pale eyebrows raised in surprise and nodded: "Yes, it's not bad."

He quickly chewed it and praised: "It's very crispy, not very sweet, and has a strong wheat fragrance. Is it made by myself? The bakery outside does not have such skills!"

Wang Yi smiled proudly, and saw that there were still 3 pieces left, so he simply took them and handed them to him: "If you like to eat, eat more. Just eat this thing fresh."

"Haha, a gentleman doesn't take advantage of others. I'll just eat a piece to taste it." The fat old man hesitated a little, shook his head and refused, and then looked at Wang Yi's mobile phone: "How many levels are you?"

Wang Yi was slightly stunned, but immediately understood: "I almost reached level 36."

"Oh, that's an old player. Come on, let's add a friend and help me load more when you have time." The fat old man immediately raised his phone: "When people get old, they are prone to fatigue and are too lazy to go and guard."

"Okay." Wang Han is in vain.

Soon, he and the fat old man looked surprised at the same time: "So you are Maitreya Buddha!"

"So you are an otaku who loves quiet."

Well, after being polite for a long time, the two of them were friends in Happy Town, and they had been helping each other for a month. Wang Yi helped the old man Weipeng to prepare goods once a day and never stopped. The old man Weipeng also helped Wang Yi about 10 times.

Moreover, the happy town of the slightly fat old man does not look like a town at all, but rather looks like a modern city, with a very generous plan and beautiful buildings, with completely ravines.

Thinking about it now, Wang Yi can understand it. He was a rich man, so he might have built this game as an XC market.

"Young man, what's your name?" Knowing that he was a friend in the game, the fat old man looked at him immediately with a kind look, revealing trust and love.

Wang Yi smiled and introduced himself directly. The fat old man called himself Dong Bo and left his mobile phone number with him.

Oh, this tail number, 666, it's awesome!

If you have money another day, should you change your coquettish number?

"Xiao Wang, can you play Go?" The fat old man quickly stared at him with interest.

"Haha..." Wang Yi smiled embarrassedly: "Only know the rules, but not the technology."

The slightly fat old man looked at the tea on his table again: "Then will you buy this room tonight?"

After knowing that Wang Yi had more than half an hour left, the fat old man waved: "I didn't have a date tonight, so I got the room away and came to my place to sit!"

If it were before, Wang Yi would have politely refused, but now...

"Okay!"

...

Compared with the left zheng room ordered by Wang Yi, the front zheng room where the slightly fat old man is located is not only a little larger, but the ceiling is elegant bamboo and wood beams, and a negative ion purifier is also placed in the corners of the wall.

Such decoration is both elegant and luxurious.

At this moment, there was an old sandalwood Go board in the middle of the room. The white pieces were as gentle as jade, and the black pieces were also ink and transparent. You could tell at a glance that it was a private collection, not a thing from a teahouse.

The thin old man was sitting on a chair, frowned and staring at the chess game in front of him. When he heard someone coming in, he raised his eyes and saw Wang Yi, the old man's eyes became more surprised and alert.

"Hello, old man!" Wang Yi greeted him politely.

Then, under Dong Bo's introduction, Wang Yi learned that the thin old man's surname is Zhu and he and Dong Bo have been friends with chess for many years. He often comes here to play chess and listen to the zither.
Chapter completed!