The prosperity of Bianjing exceeded Chen Ao's imagination. There were many shops along the way, wine flags were waving, passers-by were bustling with shouts and shouting and shouting. Being in it made Chen Ao feel like he was walking in the pedestrian streets of later generations.

Chen Ao took Wu Saner and walked leisurely in the garden among the crowd. He was wearing a Lun scarf, wearing a decent silk dress, and shaking a paper fan on his hand, showing a very elegant young man's style.

The clothes are from Zhou Heng, Chen Ao now plays a young master, and Wu Saner is his servant.

Not far from the Tudi Temple, there is a tea shop. Although this shop has the word "tea" but also sells wine. Even the second floor also provides inn services.

The tea shop has a small store, and the tea pan is much more low-key than the street-side shop, but the traffic is quite large. When you enter the store, there are seven or eight teahouses, and the wine seats are full of people.

Selling wine and drinking tea here is much cheaper than other places, which is why the business is prosperous.

"This person comes here to drink tea every day, probably because he is attracted by the cheapness here. With such a net worth, he saves even this little money, so this person should be very stingy." Chen Ao thought for a while, then raised his legs and went in. Wu Saner behind him whispered to the seat beside the window: "It's him."

Chen Ao looked over and saw a fat man with light eyebrows sitting against the window, with a big belly, a round face and a fat cheek, wearing a shirt with a round flower collar, and a folded corner scarf on his head, drinking tea leisurely.

Chen Ao winked at Wu Saner, walked towards the window, and when he approached the man, he lifted his feet and stepped hard on the fat man's boots.

"Ouch..." The fat man suddenly felt pain and started to scream.

Chen Ao hurriedly helped him and said apologetically: "Occursing, offend." Although he said this, he gently pinched the fat man's waist with one hand and copied a wallet into his hand.

This is Chen Ao's unique skill. There are two key points in stealing. One is to attract the other party's attention elsewhere. If you step on it, the fat man's attention will move to the painful foot. The second is to be clear-headed and quick-handed. Chen Ao is a thief. In just a moment, the other party's money bag will fall into his hands without realizing it.

"Are you blind?" The fat man cursed and glared at Chen Ao.

Chen Ao apologized repeatedly, and the fat man had no choice but to suffer from it, so he had to suffer a loss and continue to drink tea.

Stealing his money bag was the first step. Chen Ao found a table close to the fat man and sat down, shouting to Dr. Tea: "Good tea."

There was only one doctor in the huge tea shop, and the man was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. Seeing Chen Ao's dress as a young man, he didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly came over with a teapot to pour tea for Chen Ao.

"What kind of tea is this? Why is it the same as horse pee? Is it bullying me and I don't have any money to give it?" Chen Ao frowned when he saw the tea, slapped the table and shouted loudly, which immediately attracted many people's attention. Even the fat man looked at him sideways.

Dr. Tea smiled and said, "Young Master, please calm down, this is the best tea in our store."

Chen Ao said viciously: "Get out, if I hadn't been in a tight position recently, I would never come even if you were to bring me a big sedan chair in your broken store."

Dr. Tea left in disappointment with the teapot, cursing in his heart: "What's the matter? Look at your outfit, you thought you were the young master of a wealthy family. It turned out that he was also a poor product."

Chen Ao picked up the teacup and blew the tea foam in a very elegant manner. He took a sip and frowned and said, "It would be fine if the tea is not of good quality, but I didn't expect the entrance to be so bad. Bah bah bah bah... I would have known that I would have gone to Guiyun Teahouse, where there is a good Longjing."

His voice was not loud, much less than the loud scolding just now, but it was enough for the fat man next to him to hear it.

Wu Saner stood beside him and said, "Young master is just a little bit. Now the family can't even pay for the cost and there is no entry. Guiyun Teahouse can't go to again, because the tea there is too expensive."

Chen Ao snorted coldly and looked at Wu Saner with a squinted eyes: "Dogcai, why are you barking? I will have no money? At worst, I can just find some pots at home to sell them. When my father was there, he was a military weapon and had a great military career. No matter how bad he is, can't he afford to drink good tea?"

Chen Ao was shocked and attracted the attention of many people. At this moment, everyone was lying on tea, and they were actually listening to the conversation between the "master and servant". When Chen Ao said this, many people suddenly realized: "It turns out that this guy is a ruined young man. His ancestors have been glorious. When he was in the hands of this prodigal son, he was afraid that his family business would be ruined."

This kind of playboy has gone to Bianjing City with more and more wealth, and only three generations have passed. If you encounter such a prodigal son, you will finish your family business even if you have a big family business.

Wu Saner said: "Young master, now, besides some useless calligraphy and paintings, what else can I sell at home? Yesterday, the pawnshop's blue and white vases can only be used as three hundred essays. I'm afraid in the future...ah..." Wu Saner sighed, looking like a loyal servant: "Young man, I advise you to calm down and study hard, and maybe you can still gain fame, otherwise I really don't know what to do in the future."

Chen Ao sneered: "You have to take care of my business, go there."

Wu Saner stopped talking. Chen Ao continued to drink tea, but cursed in his mouth. Sometimes he said that the tea was too bad, sometimes he said that there were oil stains on the table, and sometimes he hummed a small song, as if there were no one around, very arrogant and sensible.

After a while, the fat man next seat greeted Dr. Cha and said, "Doctor, pay the bill."

Dr. Tea smiled and carried the pot over and said, "Customer, the two pots of Maojianer are eight cents in total."

The fat man nodded and touched the wallet on his waist. Soon, his face changed a little. He stood up, touched his left, flipped his sleeves, and searched. Dr. Tea on one side had a little stiff smile, and he was not as enthusiastic as before.

The fat man's face turned green, his eyes were twitching at this moment, and cold sweat was flowing from his forehead and temples. His fat hands were fumbled around his body, and murmured: "Strange, the money bag was still tied around his waist when he went out, so why did he say it was gone?"

This fat man is a little bit handsome, and he can't make a fortune in this tea shop. If he is entangled by a store, it would be a bad idea. In addition, there were a few taels of silver and hundreds of cents in the bag, and it disappeared all of a sudden. The fat man felt very painful. This money was enough for him to eat tea for half a year.

"Did the guest officer forget to bring the money?" The face of Dr. Tea's face became worse, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes. He had seen such a guest many times, saying that he had no money and said that he would pay the bill the next day, but he would never see him again.

There are many tourists here and there are many regular customers, but Dr. Tea is mostly just a meeting and has no friendship with them. Besides, he is just a clerk, and the customers don’t pay, and it’s hard to explain to the shopkeeper, so he has made up his mind that if the customer doesn’t take the money, he will never let him leave.

The fat man nodded and said, "Yes, Doctor, can you let me go home and get the money?"

Dr. Tea put the teapot on the table, put his hands on his face and said with a cold face: "Keep, we are a small business here. We don't have to pay for the tea money, so we are not allowed to leave this place."

The fat man was very upset and his wallet disappeared. A guy here actually spoke ill of evil words. He immediately became angry and said loudly: "I asked you shopkeeper to come. I told him, I am a regular customer here, and I still have to rely on you for these few cents? Do you know who I am? You are blind."

Dr. Tea began to tantrums and cursed: "Ducai, if you don't pay for tea, it's useless to call anyone to come. Even if you are the king of heaven, you have to pay the tea money first."

The two of them had a dispute, saying one by one, and then, Dr. Cha rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was acting like a move. The shopkeeper came out of the back hall. He heard that someone didn't pay, and he was also wearing a terrifying face and dragging the fat man to report to the official.
Chapter completed!