"That means I can only be a headless fly now."
"It's not that I'm a headless fly. It's just that if I can't reach the land gods, there's no point in knowing it. Why worry about it out of thin air?"
Zhang Danfeng's words didn't sound unreasonable, but Zhao Yan, who was already in the middle of the situation, felt even more unhappy.
"The prince can live in Qixia Town with peace of mind. This place will be considered a paradise for at least three to five years."
"But everyone in this town treats everyone equally. If you want to live a prosperous life here, it depends on the prince's ability."
Zhao Yan frowned and looked Zhang Danfeng up and down.
"Even you guys?"
"Of course, otherwise why would the prince think that Old Man Tianji would still read books to others?"
"It's fair. What about the preferential treatment I just asked the clerk to talk about?"
"There is no preferential treatment, but the prince may not know much about Qixia Town yet."
After Zhang Danfeng finished speaking, he took out a bunch of colorful receipts from his sleeve.
He picked out the blue and yellow ones and put them aside and said:
"The prince must have seen the meal tickets and accommodation tickets."
"The green ones are clothes tickets. If you want to buy clothes from the garment shops in the town, you need this."
"The white ones are drinking tickets, used when drinking."
"The purple ones are idle tickets. If you want to listen to books, you have to hand in an idle ticket. The same goes for participating in other activities."
"Red is a challenge ticket. If you have a problem with someone in the town and want to fight, you have to use this."
"The black ones are merit tickets, which can be obtained by those who have done meritorious service for Qixia Town."
"And this golden one is the most precious ticket..."
Zhang Danfeng picked up the only golden ticket among a large number of small tickets and said:
"This is a travel ticket. Only this ticket can give the user a chance to leave the town."
"All small tickets can be freely exchanged according to a certain proportion, and can also be bartered. Only bank tickets can only be exchanged with work tickets, and one hundred work tickets can be exchanged for one."
"That's roughly it. The prince is going to stay anyway, so you can get to know him slowly."
As he spoke, he introduced Zhao Yan to various places in town where he could eat and provide accommodation.
It turns out that not everyone in Qixia Town can get a private courtyard. Instead, they have to pay a certain proportion of small votes to obtain the right to live in a small courtyard.
Otherwise, you can only sleep in those Datong bunks, sleeping with a group of strong men.
The same goes for eating. A meal ticket can only provide food and clothing. If you want to eat good food, the price you pay is not a meal ticket...
"That means that if I can figure out something, I can also exchange items for small notes?"
"Yes, as long as someone needs the items made by the prince, it depends on the prince's ability how much can be exchanged."
Good guy…
This is a place that completely transforms martial arts masters into ordinary people.
Zhao Yan thought for a while and decided to try his hand at storytelling tonight.
After all, this is an opportunity to harvest a large number of small tickets at once.
After understanding it clearly, he left the top floor.
There is still more than an hour before nightfall, so you can go on stage to experience the role of a storyteller.
But when he went downstairs, he was surprised to find Zhao Min standing outside the door, while Qing Qing had already left.
What is this female tyrannosaurus doing standing here?
Could it be that you are waiting for me...
Zhao Yan was a little frightened. In this place where violence was not allowed, he couldn't stand this grumpy girl.
So he pretended not to look at anyone, and prepared to sneak away along the door.
It's a pity that the Xuanji Building is deserted. Apart from a few clerks sitting in the lobby, Zhao Yan is the only moving object.
Even if Zhao Min is 500 degrees short-sighted, she can still see him...
"What are you doing?"
She looked at Zhao Yan strangely and asked.
"Can you see me?"
“……”
"You can not see me…"
Zhao Yan said softly, and his body immediately wanted to run away.
"Don't you want the secret book?"
But as soon as he took a few steps, Zhao Minzhi's proud voice came from behind him.
Turning around, I saw two thin blue-covered secret books in her hands. The first one had "Magic Sword Slash" written on it.
Looking at the proud expression on Zhao Min's face, it was obvious that he thought he had Zhao Yan under control.
Unfortunately, this is Zhao Yan.
Although "The Great Compassion" and "The Divine Sword" are good, they cannot play a very critical role for him now.
So it's still a situation where it's best to have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it.
He put on a cheerful smile.
"Don't want~"
"you!"
Seeing that he had changed his attitude from the previous days, Zhao Min couldn't help but almost exploded again.
But thinking that she still wanted something from him, she quickly suppressed her temper, trotted forward and put her hands on her hips and asked:
"You came here to borrow books a few days ago!"
"That Ah Xing is not good at martial arts. He can't borrow it from him, it can only be you!"
She looked a little strange. Zhao Yan looked at her plump chest and smiled evilly:
"Isn't it possible that Miss Zhao wants me somewhere?"
"Otherwise, why would he suddenly come here to sell secrets..."
Zhao Min's pretty face turned red when her purpose was exposed, but she still maintained a proud attitude and refused to admit defeat.
"I have something to ask you. If you agree, I will lend you these two secret books!"
"Hey, if you can't help it, just take it back and put it on the table legs."
"You! Don't be ignorant!"
"Anyway, I really don't know who it is."
Although I don't understand why this arrogant female tyrannosaurus suddenly wants to ask for something, it is still quite interesting to tease her like this.
"Don't act stupid! Do you...do you want to be a storyteller?"
"So what?"
"Then let me play the piano for you! Each person will get half the ticket!"
"Ha...what a beautiful thought."
Zhao Yan immediately understood what she was planning.
It must be that the little princess who came from the prince's palace found that she knew nothing and didn't want to work, so she could only think of ways to beg for herself in order to gain the ability to survive in Qixia Town.
After all, it is a place that treats everyone equally. I am afraid that even if Ding Peng and his wife want to raise her, the town will not allow her.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel a little gloating.
"Then I only need 30%25..."
Zhao Min frowned, dissatisfied with Zhao Yan's stinginess.
As a result, Zhao Yan's next words almost made her run into a rage on the spot.
"What 30%25? I don't need someone who plays the piano at all."
Her face darkened and her little fists clenched tightly.
Then he refuted loudly:
"Nonsense, when old man Tianji was telling stories, Sun Xiaohong was playing the piano beside him!"
"Daxia Zhang also has his wife playing the piano as a storyteller, how can you not have that!"
A good piece of music can make the storyteller's story more fascinating, and they are complementary tasks.
But Zhao Yan really doesn't need it.
"Because I can play the piano myself, not to mention we are all related, what is the relationship between the two of us?"
"I...I...I am your unmarried princess!"
"Well?"
Zhao Yan was stunned immediately.
I thought the other party didn't recognize him, but unexpectedly he noticed it?
Zhao Min looked at him hatefully and said resentfully:
"You are handsome, young but extremely skilled in martial arts. You are still Zhao Yan from the Song Dynasty. Who else could I be but you?"
"the most important is…"
"You are so lustful that you even miss your mother!"
"It can only be you!"
