Chapter 22

After having breakfast, it was already past eight o'clock. Liu Mengxun drove Zhang Tianyuan to Baiyifang.

Baiyifang, run by Boss Murong, gives people a sense of returning to the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties. The architectural style and the ingenious combination are not only ancient and elegant but also avoid being cliché, making it not tiresome to look at.

Those who love ancient things would certainly be delighted to see Baiyifang, as it truly suits their taste, and they would be willing to go inside and take a look.

Even those who follow trends would feel a sense of fashion when they see Baiyifang. After all, in today's world, the popularity of retro styles has been around for a long time. Ancient-style architecture may not necessarily be out of line with young people's aesthetics.

The overall structure of Baiyifang uses replicated Qin bricks and Han tiles, not the modern steel and concrete, giving people a feeling of being transported back to the Qin and Han periods, which is quite nice.

This is a three-story pavilion. Although Zhang Tianyuan has never been inside, he has heard from others that each floor displays different things.

The first floor exhibits various materials, books, and musical instruments related to ancient music and dance that Boss Murong has collected for many years. People who come in can satisfy their curiosity at first glance.

The second and third floors are both for watching performances, but one is from a lower perspective and the other from a higher one, giving different feelings.

The pavilion is ingeniously constructed, with the performance area for music and dance precisely between the second and third floors, not belonging to either.

Zhang Tianyuan did not rush to go inside but stood at the entrance to observe. He had just called Xu Gang, saying he would arrive within ten minutes. After all, Xu Gang and Mou Ying did not have VIP cards for this place, only his card could bring those two in.

Moreover, Liu Mengxun had gone to park the car, so he had to wait for her to come back before entering together, out of politeness and respect for the lady.

The front decoration of Baiyifang is also very beautiful. Above the door, there is a vertical signboard with the three large characters "Baiyifang," which, it is said, was written by a famous calligrapher. Boss Murong spent 300,000 yuan to invite this master.

However, it is interesting to note that after the master visited Baiyifang, he did not take a single cent and did not even write his name on the signboard, feeling that putting his name there would be an insult to the place.

At the four corners of the pavilion, there are beautiful wind chimes hanging, and the sound of them makes a person feel as if they have suddenly become calm.

Zhang Tianyuan stood there for a while, and suddenly a couple walked by. The man was wearing a designer suit, seemingly from Pierre Cardin, and the woman was dressed luxuriously with a very good figure, curvy and well-proportioned, and her voice was very sweet.

Because this couple was so eye-catching, Zhang Tianyuan glanced at them a bit longer. The man was not pleased, took off his sunglasses, and glared at Zhang Tianyuan, cursing, "Rube! If you can't afford to come in, don't block the way here. Even a dog knows to make way."

Zhang Tianyuan was about to retort but saw Xu Gang and Mou Ying approaching. When he turned back, the couple had already entered Baiyifang.

Zhang Tianyuan, who had initially felt good about Baiyifang, couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. He thought, "Isn't this place supposed to be exclusive? How did that couple, with their air of nouveau riche, manage to get in?"

Could it be that Baiyifang, in the end, has fallen into the trap of money?

Shaking his head lightly, Liu Mengxun also finished parking and came over.

"Let's go in together." Zhang Tianyuan did not mention what had just happened, as he felt it would dampen the mood and ruin others' enjoyment.

The door of Baiyifang is designed very uniquely, not a heavy door but a four-part door with carved patterns of drums, music, and dance, giving it a cultural atmosphere. The door also had a faint fragrance, which quickly made him forget his earlier displeasure.

Walking through the door, Zhang Tianyuan felt a sudden brightness, as if he had truly been transported to the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties.

The service ladies standing by the door were dressed in Han and Tang style clothing, and even their hair and shoes were meticulously styled to avoid any modern elements.

It was clear that these service ladies were carefully selected by Boss Murong, each one beautiful and with very consistent height and build.

However, they were not like the artificial faces of the Koreans; each of these beauties had unique features, from their face shape, eyebrows, nose, mouth, to even their ears. You would not be disappointed after seeing them once.

Zhang Tianyuan looked around, and the first-floor display was also beautifully set up, with many people quietly appreciating the musical instruments and scores collected by Boss Murong.

"Sir, please show your identity card!"

The service ladies here do not call you Mr. or Ms., but use terms like "Sir" and "Miss," which is quite refreshing. It is clear that Boss Murong has put a lot of thought into it.

Zhang Tianyuan, of course, knew that the so-called identity card was the VIP card. The service ladies would not use such terms, as it would not match their attire.

He handed his card to the service lady and waited there.

Liu Mengxun also handed her card to another service lady.

"Welcome, esteemed guests, please go to the third floor!" After the service lady saw Zhang Tianyuan and Liu Mengxun's VIP cards, she led them to the third floor.

"What's the difference between the third and second floors?" Xu Gang suddenly asked.

"The food and drinks are the same, but the third floor offers a different VIP experience," the service lady replied with a smile, not at all upset by Xu Gang's abruptness.

The stairs were made of bluestone, not wood, probably to prevent fires, as wood is very flammable.

But even the bluestone stairs were designed very elegantly, with carved railings and a carpet with Tang-style patterns.

"How come there's no elevator?" Xu Gang scratched his head, used to living in an apartment with an elevator, he naturally thought of finding one when going upstairs, which was a habit.

But after saying that, he realized he had spoken out of turn.

This place is so elegant; if there were an elevator, it would look out of place. The lights inside are special glass lamps or lanterns, designed to blend with the surroundings.

An elevator, no matter how you design it, would look out of place, especially since there are only three floors. Setting up an elevator would be meaningless. Is it really that modern people are so weak that they need an elevator for three floors?

For the elderly or disabled, Boss Murong has a solution. On the first floor, there are beautiful sedan chairs, and several strong men are there to carry people up and down.

So, going up and down the stairs is not a problem.

After reaching the third floor, the service lady led everyone to the table where Boss Murong was sitting. After receiving Boss Murong's instructions, she went to prepare the food and tea.

At this moment, Liu Mengxun whispered something in Boss Murong's ear.

Boss Murong nodded repeatedly and then called over a service lady, who led Liu Mengxun inside.

Zhang Tianyuan was a bit puzzled. What was Liu Mengxun up to, being so mysterious?

But he didn't ask, thinking she might just need to use the restroom, and it would be impolite to ask at this time.

Since Old Dong, Old Li, and Boss Xiao had not yet arrived, Zhang Tianyuan chatted with Boss Murong, discussing various aspects of Baiyifang. From the conversation, Zhang Tianyuan realized that this seemingly refined Boss Murong had a surprising passion for ancient music and dance. When talking about these topics, his eyes even turned red, emitting a frightening glow of enthusiasm.

After a while, Old Dong, Old Li, and Boss Xiao arrived together, each holding a beautifully packaged box, which were likely antiques they had brought to exchange skills.

"Where is Miss Liu?" Old Dong asked, "I want to see what treasure she has brought."

"I have been here for a while!" Zhang Tianyuan was about to answer when a clear and pleasant voice came from the inner room, followed by a fragrant breeze.

Liu Mengxun's reappearance almost made Zhang Tianyuan lose his composure. Not just him, almost all the guests on the third floor were stunned, their eyes filled with admiration and envy.

Was this really Liu Mengxun, or was it Wang Zhaojun?

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