"Yeah, OK..."

Oh, it turns out that it’s really easy to get it at Dingxianglou.

After listening to the conversation between the two people who supplied Dingxianglou, Fang Chang smiled and threw the last rice dumpling into his mouth. Then he gently rubbed his hands and turned the oil paper wrapped in the rice dumplings into gray, and shaking it gently and dissipated with the wind.

I casually asked someone next to me to ask about the general location of Dingxiang Tower, and walked around the city for a few hours. Seeing that it was getting late, I walked over there.

Dingxiang Tower is built in the northwest corner of the city and is five stories high.

This is the year-round upwind, and the air is fresh. There is also a large lake to the north of Dingxiang Tower, with lotus leaves and fields surrounded by corridors. When sitting upstairs for dining, open the window to watch. There is no sunshine, and you can enjoy the scenery and tourists. It is very pleasant.

Therefore, the consumption level here is also very high, and it is the best place at the intersection of rivers. Looking at the surrounding prefectures and counties, only in such prosperous places can such luxurious places be supported.

The sun is hanging in the west sky. Before the evening, it has not yet turned into orange sunshine, shining on the huge "Dingxianglou" plaque. It is obvious that the signature is still a famous scholar who has read the name in a miscellaneous book, and has passed away for many years.

At the door of Dingxiang Building, two young men wearing red cloth towels are coming and seeing each other.

Many brocade men were riding car sedans and horses outside, and stopped at the entrance of Dingxiang Tower. A clerk led his servants to take the animals away and feed them. Then the guys at the door could recognize the person immediately, and greeted them with a smile on their faces and asked them inside.

Then many well-dressed people came over with invitations, checked at the door and stepped in with their heads raised.

Chairman Fang stood at the door and pondered for a moment, then walked in directly.

The two friends at the door hesitated, did not dare to stop him or greet him, and put Fang Chang in. After a while, they looked at each other tacitly, immediately changed into smiles to welcome the next guest.

Fang Chang went upstairs along the steps and walked to the top floor.

The entire floor here was wrapped by the city's men. Six or seven large round tables were arranged, covered with velvet tablecloths, and high-backed armchairs were also cushions. The windows everywhere were open, and thin curtains were placed facing south and west. The wind blew, gently lifting the corners of the cloth, making the copper sheets on the edges of the curtain jingle.

At this time, many people were sitting in the hall, chatting with each other and talking a lot. Some were communicating their experiences of "cultivation" and health preservation. In their mouths, it seemed that they had already started their practice and could become immortals at any time.

Fang Chang found a remote place to sit down.

Gradually, there were more people in the hall, and then a man with white hair and clothes came in with two children as he surrounded the guests and sat on the head. Then the guys in Dingxianglou began to serve food and wine, and a few musicians sat in the corner and blew and beat them carefully.

Vegetables are good dishes, wine is good wine, and you can eat and drink for a long time, so you can watch the performance of the man in white in the middle.
Chapter completed!