eurekapd Chapter 176 Going to Tianxiang Tower
Chapter 176 Going to Tianxiang Tower
The closest city to Cangqiong Mountain is Lanyou City.
Compared to Cangshan Town at the foot of Cangqiong Mountain, this place is obviously much more prosperous. With the speed of Chu Xinglan and his party, they entered the city gate in less than half an hour.
Chu Xinglan and his companions didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, they had been to the imperial city of Cangyun Kingdom not long ago. Compared with that, Lanyou City couldn't compare.
It’s just that Lanyou City does not belong to Cangyun Country, but its architectural style is somewhat different, so it’s still worth a visit.
Compared to them, Yan Xin and Fuwawa obviously found everything new and interesting. The proud Miss Yan's eyes were glued to the street stalls and she wanted to see everything.
Song Ling looked at the sky and suggested, "It's almost time for dinner. Let's go eat first. After dinner, we can have some time to walk around Lanyou City. We should be able to return to Cangqiong in the evening."
No one else had any objections, and they all walked towards an elegant three-story building that was very conspicuous in the city center.
They arrived relatively early, but there were already quite a few people sitting and waiting in the hall of Tianxiang Tower, and the entire hall was very lively.
The waiter with a white towel hanging on his shoulder was moving quickly in the hall, wiping the sweat off his face from time to time, and his loud shouts were full of unique charm.
The fire must have been started in the kitchen, the aroma is wafting out, you can smell it even if you stand at the door.
As soon as Song Ling and his friends entered the door, a waiter came up to greet them warmly. He glanced at them and spoke nice words to them.
"Dear guests, please come in. You are all outstanding people. You are so young and have such outstanding temperament. You must be immortals."
"How many of you would like to come upstairs?"
Ordinary people in the mortal world call those who practice Taoism immortals. In their opinion, there is no difference between a cultivator with eternal beauty and long life and an immortal.
Although the waiter spoke nicely, there was no panic or fear in his eyes, and he seemed to be taking their arrival for granted.
This is not surprising. In other words, the main customers of Tianxiang Tower are monks like them. Ordinary people cannot afford those expensive spiritual foods.
As they were talking, the guests in the hall all looked over. Seeing that the group was so young, they became even more curious, especially when they learned that they were all immortals.
There was actually a large table in the hall, but it was obvious that if the seven of them sat in the hall, they would definitely be treated like monkeys. It would be more comfortable for them to sit in a private room.
After Song Ling nodded in agreement, the waiter's smile became even brighter. He walked in front of them attentively to lead the way. After going up the stairs, the surroundings became noticeably quieter.
As they walked, Han Feiyu asked curiously, "Are the second and third floors private rooms?"
The waiter smiled and reminded them to watch their step, then explained, "That's right, it's just that the private rooms on the third floor are more luxurious than those on the second floor. Not only are they bigger, but they are also more fully equipped. The view is one of the best in Lanyou City, and of course the price is more expensive."
"Are you guys going to the third floor?"
Han Feiyu looked at Song Ling beside him. He had no money, so whether he could go to the third floor was definitely up to the God of Wealth.
Song Ling couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "Then let's go to the third floor and find a box with the best view."
As he said this, he took out a silver ingot from his waist and threw it into the waiter's arms.
After sending Chu Xinglan and his group into the private room and taking their order, the waiter closed the door and left.
Not long after, someone came in with tea, snacks, and a few refreshing cold dishes, and finally brought out a small jar of wine.
"Dear guests, this Langgu wine is a unique wine of our Tianxianglou. The shopkeeper is giving it to you for a taste."
As for the side dishes, they were obviously free. Chu Xinglan took a bite of the spicy shredded fish and it tasted really good.
There is a reason why Tianxianglou has achieved what it has today.
Song Ling enthusiastically poured a small cup of Langgu wine for everyone. The jar was not big, and after pouring the wine, there were only about three small cups left in the jar.
Because Fuwawa was a monk, he declined Song Ling's enthusiastic invitation and pushed the wine in front of Chu Xinglan without leaving a trace.
When Chu Xinglan looked over, she gave him a flattering smile.
Chu Xinglan: “…”
Although Tianxianglou is packed with customers almost every day, the food is still served very quickly. Chu Xinglan thinks it is probably because this is the VIP box.
The table was filled with signature dishes. Song Ling was the first to raise his glass and said a few words, and everyone started to eat with relish.
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On the second floor of the teahouse opposite Tianxiang Tower, a man wearing a white bamboo hat and a purple wide-sleeved robe was sitting by the window. The hot steam from the fragrant tea on the table floated up and was gently blown by the wind passing through the window, filling the entire second floor with the fragrance of tea.
However, the man had not moved since he sat down, and he didn't even drink a sip of the tea. He looked through the window, and no one knew what he was looking at intently.
Even though Sang Yunqi was wearing a bamboo hat, his temperament could not be hidden. When he came in, he instantly attracted everyone in the teahouse. Even the waiter spoke in an unconsciously respectful tone when serving him tea.
Not to mention, after he came in, he ordered the most expensive tea and didn't drink a sip, as if the tea didn't attract his attention at all.
After taking a cold shower this morning, Sang Yunqi decided to keep his distance from his little disciple in the future.
They are just master and disciple, but going in and out together, eating and sleeping together every day is already far more intimate than the relationship between master and disciple. This is unique in the entire Cangqiong Mountain.
He felt that this was not right, but it was his first time as an apprentice, so it was normal to make mistakes and he just had to correct them in time.
But after returning to the back mountain and not finding any trace of his little disciple, Sang Yunqi had apparently forgotten everything he had been thinking about all night.
How could his own little disciple hide from him? Especially at such a dangerous moment, he dared to run out of Cangqiong Mountain in anger. What would happen if he was not watching him carefully?
So, after figuring it out, he naturally located Chu Xinglan's position and followed him.
In order to prevent his young apprentice from thinking that he was spying on him, he deliberately did not follow him to Tianxiang Tower, but chose the teahouse opposite.
From his position he could just see the Tianxiang Tower opposite, and Chu Xinglan was sitting by the window in the box. He raised his head slightly, and with his eyesight he could easily see every subtle expression on Chu Xinglan's face.
He was staring at his young disciple intently because it was natural for him to protect him. If there was no danger, he would not show up.
When she saw Chu Xinglan drink a small glass of wine and his fair face turned red, her right hand subconsciously touched the newly made pendant around her waist.
He made the statue of the young apprentice catching butterflies into a pendant and tied it around his waist.