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"Isn't this a teahouse? Don't tell me you're not letting me in for tea?"

Mu Qianyu looked at the servant who stopped him, her expression cold and her tone unfriendly.

"Miss, that's not the case."

The servant standing to the left explained with a smile, "This may be the first time Miss has come to our Lanyue House and doesn't know the rules."

"What rules do you have?"

It was just a teahouse, yet there was actually such a so-called rules of entry. Mu Qianyu was both curious and amused.

"Miss, any guest who wishes to enter the teahouse to taste the tea must pay the entrance fee of ten silver."

The manservant said with a smile.

Ten taels of silver?

Mu Qianyu slightly narrowed her eyes.

Ten taels of silver was nothing in the eyes of those noble young masters, but in the eyes of the common folk, it was not a small sum.

Some poor families would only spend one or two taels of silver a year. These ten taels of silver were enough for them to use for several years.

Mu Qianyu touched her bag, she did not lack silver.

Since she was interested, she had to go in.

After throwing ten taels of silver in, he realized that the ten taels weren't lost in vain.

The Lanyue House had a total of three levels, and the first floor's guests had long since filled up the hall. The reason it was so packed was because there weren't many seats, only a dozen seats or so.

It was elegantly arranged, with one or two women pouring tea in front of the guests at each table.

The women who poured the tea were all around the age of twenty-eight. They had peach cheeks and apricot cheeks, and they were extremely elegant and refined. From afar, they looked just like a beautiful ink painting.

However, although there were a lot of females in the teahouse, they were not dressed in gorgeous, alluring and alluring clothing that attracted males.

They were all dressed in very proper attire and had a demure demeanor, giving off the appearance of a young family member.

Inside the teahouse, there were not only men, there were also the noble ladies of the capital. They sat together and drank a cup of tea to make themselves interesting, so when Mu Qianyu came in alone, it was not strange at all.

However, her appearance was too outstanding and attracted countless gazes the moment she walked in.

"Miss, there are no seats left. Why don't you go up to the second or third floor and have a look? The fee is just a bit higher."

The enthusiastic shop assistant hurriedly came up to greet them, introducing them in an attentive manner.

Mu Qianyu was curious.

No wonder this Lanyue House was the most famous teahouse in the capital. With so many famous halls, it would be hard not to be famous.

The second floor was even more eye-catching.

There were only eight tables on the second floor, all made of top-quality sandalwood. Even the tea set on the table was well-known.

The customers on the second floor were all filled as well.

Mu Qianyu could not help but frown. Could it be that she couldn't even drink tea today?

Without even bothering to introduce the shop assistant, he went straight to the third floor.

Unexpectedly, all the rooms on the third floor were arranged in such a manner that the second floor couldn't even compare to them.

"Is there anywhere else?"

There were not many rooms on the third floor as all of them were closed. Mu Qianyu did not know if there were still anywhere else to sit.

"Miss is truly unfortunate. The private room has just been filled. Please come again next time."

The shop assistant on the third floor hurried over to greet him.

"Since there are no seats, why are you still letting me in? Are you intentionally taking my silver taels?"

Mu Qianyu's expression was a little cold. From the first floor to the third floor, she walked around but still couldn't find a seat.

Since there were no seats, why should he let her in?

The shop assistant laughed and did not answer. Mu Qianyu raised her eyebrow: Since there are no seats, then return the silver to me.

"Miss, the entrance fee for entering our Lanyue House is not refundable."

The shop assistant was still smiling. His tone didn't seem to be disrespectful at all, as if he was simply stating the truth.

"This is really interesting. Your teahouse only has so many seats, so there must be many customers who don't get seats every day. If there are dozens of guests who paid 10 taels of silver but don't get a seat, then wouldn't your teahouse earn a lot of money for nothing?"

Mu Qianyu didn't have any intentions of leaving. After all, the people here had swept her interest, so even though she didn't have a seat, they still let her in. This caused her to walk in vain, so naturally, she wanted to find some trouble with the teahouse.

"Young lady, the entrance fee is a rule that the Lanyue House has set down since the opening of the sect, and is truly unbreakable." Young lady, the entrance fee is a rule that the Lanyue House has set down since the opening of the sect, and is truly unbreakable.

Suddenly, he heard a melodious voice come from behind him, it had a soft and gentle tone to it.

Mu Qianyu turned to look, only to see a lady dressed in embroidered clothes. She was not old, only about sixteen or seventeen years of age, with a butterfly hairpin hanging from her hair.

She was pretty, elegant, with skin as tender as snow. Her eyebrows were curved like the moon, her cherry lips were red without even touching them, and as soft as the moon when she moved her hands, she was not weak at all.

However, she slowly stepped forward, unhurried, and in the next moment, she was already in front of Mu Qianyu, smiling: "What does Miss think?"

Her voice was still as pleasant to hear as before.

Unfortunately, Mu Qianyu was not a man and did not have the heart to pity her. Towards this woman's suggestion, she shook her head and rejected, "Not much."

The lady's expression did not change. She continued to smile and asked, "Then what does Miss want?"

"Refund of silver!"

Mu Qianyu was too lazy to waste words.

"Girl, you're so unreasonable. Our boss already said that this is a rule, why do you still want us to break it?"

When the shop assistant saw that Mu Qianyu was not willing to back off, he was instantly angered. There was no longer a smile on his face, only anger.

Hearing the word "boss" surprised Mu Qianyu, she had already been trying to determine the identity of the woman, but she didn't expect her to be the owner of the Lanyue House.

However, he was only 16 or 17 years old, and he was a woman at that. For him to be able to support such a large teahouse was not a simple feat.

"You talk too much!"

The woman's gaze turned cold as she shouted at the shop assistant. Her eyes were sharp and stern, giving her the dignity of a boss.

The shop assistant hurriedly bowed his head and left, not daring to say another word.

"Miss, it's not that I want to be greedy for you, is it? Ten taels of silver, but Lanyue House has always been like this, if Miss breaks it, then I'm afraid I won't be able to continue on with my Lanyue House."

The lady retracted the sternness from her eyes and turned into a smile like a flower as she continued to negotiate with Mu Qianyu.

Mu Qianyu was an untouchable master, no matter what the woman said, she only had one word, refund!

Although the woman had been smiling from beginning to end, she had never been willing to back down.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a bit stiff. Although the two beauties did not quarrel, their words did not give in at all. It was really interesting. Even the guests in the private room opened the door and looked at them out of curiosity.

"If Miss doesn't mind, I still have an empty seat. How about you treat me to a cup of tea?"

Her gentle voice was like the spring breeze.

Looking at the person who had walked out of the third private room, Mu Qianyu was slightly startled. Why was it that annoying guy again?

"Miss, we've seen each other more than once. We can be considered as friends now. Would Miss be willing to give us the honor?"

Yun Ting was dressed in a robe with the face of a crow's green, and the eyes were warm.

It was just that although this person was as gentle as Nangong Lin, Mu Qianyu always felt that this person was extremely scheming. Who knew what kind of mask was hidden behind the smile.