"Mr. Gu, this little girl is rude. I hope you won't blame me." Miss Wu apologized.
Gu Ning'an nodded slightly: "Nothing, tell me what you asked me to do?"
Hearing this, Miss Wu moved closer to Gu Ning'an, then looked around again. After confirming that no one in the teahouse was paying attention to them, she lowered her voice and asked, "Mr. Gu, are you an immortal?" ?”
Gu Ning'an responded simply: "No."
"What about your appearance..." Miss Wu asked unwillingly, "Why are you still so young after more than twenty years..."
Gu Ning'an responded with a smile: "Although I am not an immortal, I have some knowledge of magic, so I look younger."
"Oh..." Miss Wu lowered her head and was silent for a long time before raising her head again: "Sir, since you have seen me when I was a child, have you seen my mother?"
Gu Ning'an nodded: "I've seen it before."
"Really!" Miss Wu grabbed Gu Ning'an's arm, looking quite excited: "My father said she is the most determined person in the world, but no matter how I asked him, he wouldn't tell me why he described her like this. Mother."
"Why does dad describe my mother like this? Sir, do you know? How can a woman be described as perseverant?"
After hearing this, Gu Ning'an was stunned for a long time, and then responded: "Shopkeeper Wu didn't tell me, so of course he had his reasons... However, I can tell you the same, your mother is the most determined person in the world. people."
While speaking, Gu Ning'an's eyes fell on Miss Wu's hand tightly grasping his.
Seeing this, Miss Wu's pretty face turned red when she came back to her senses. She quickly put down her hand and saw that the clothes on Gu Ning'an's arms were wrinkled by her scratches.
During the hesitation, she was about to stretch out her hand to help him smooth it out, when Gu Ningan shook her sleeves, and the wrinkles on her sleeves immediately became smoother.
"Dad doesn't want to say it, and neither do you, sir...why is this?" Miss Wu looked melancholy and leaned forward towards the counter, looking deflated.
Seeing her like this, Gu Ning'an's drooping left hand pinched slightly. When his index finger stopped at the unitary position, he said, "It's your birthday in three days. I'll give you a gift."
Maybe she didn't get the answer she wanted, so Miss Wu responded with a lack of interest: "Sir, there is no need to spend money. I don't need anything, rouge, gouache."
Gu Ning'an smiled helplessly: "In three days, you wake up at 10:00 in the morning and eat a bowl of longevity noodles... After eating, go to bed at 3:00 a.m. in the evening."
Miss Wu, who was confused when she heard this, asked, "Sir, what is this gift?"
"Do as I say, and you will receive the gift." As he spoke, Gu Ning'an felt his palms heat up. When he raised his palms to look, he saw a wisp of red dust lingering in his palms.
Curving his fingers to touch the aura of mortal world, Gu Ning'an seemed to see a figure who was hard at work frying tea, and the faint fragrance of tea could be heard.
On the side, Miss Wu carefully considered Gu Ning'an's words.
Eating longevity noodles in the morning and going to bed at 3:00 a.m. at night, what kind of gift is this? Mr. Gu does not admit that he is an immortal, but this is obviously a modest statement...
Who has ever seen in the secular world that someone can stay young forever?
At least Miss Wu herself has only seen it in storybooks.
Thinking about it this way, the "immortal gift" also made his heart surge.
When Miss Wu was thinking about what kind of gift she would receive.
Gu Ning'an put away the wisp of worldly aura, said "The tea is ready, I'll go find Shopkeeper Wu" and walked towards the back room.
Even if he had never been to this back room, he could easily find the right path.
After regaining consciousness, Miss Wu hurriedly followed her, wanting to lead the way. But what a coincidence, a young man wearing a raincoat with water dripping from his body ran into the house. The young man who walked to the account counter saw Wu. The girl was beautiful, but she was a little distracted for a moment.
Seeing that the other party was blocking her and not saying anything, Miss Wu looked at Gu Ning'an's leaving figure, and anxiously pushed the young man in front of her away, and walked quickly towards the back room, murmuring continuously: "Longevity noodles, Youshi three moments..."
It was the first time for the young man from Dangshui to come to this teahouse. Seeing that the girl who was obviously the owner was so ignorant of etiquette, he was about to stop him and said, when a salesman hooked his shoulder: "Okay, little brother, This famous flower has an owner."
"Come on, come to our table for tea."
The flowing young man:? ? ?
...
Big raindrops hit the eaves of the Octagonal Pavilion, making a crisp crackling sound.
After shopkeeper Wu extinguished the fire in the stone stove, he moved the wooden pestle in his hand rhythmically in circles in the large iron pot.
One lap ~ two laps ~ three laps...
"It's strange. In the past, it was not just eight laps, but five laps."
When the eighth lap was reached, shopkeeper Wu kept moving his hands, his thick brows knitted into a knot, and he said something in a rather doubtful tone.
"What about eight circles, five circles...are you making tea or pushing Pai Gow?"
Crunch!
The wooden pestle crossed the ninth circle and stopped abruptly. Shopkeeper Wu, who was stunned, leaned the wooden pestle on the edge of the pot. When he slowly turned around and saw the green-shirted figure in his memory, thousands of emotions Emotions suddenly came to my heart: "Gu, Mr. Gu!"
"How come!" Gu Ning'an joked: "Don't tell me that little Sanhua's crying temperament is up to you."
At this moment, Miss Wu, who was still immersed in her own world, approached the Bajiao Pavilion and saw her father's look as if he was about to cry.
"father?"
Hearing his daughter's voice, Shopkeeper Wu curled his lips, pinched his thigh with one hand, and said with a grin, "Who asked you to come here! There are so many guests outside, hurry up and greet them!"
"I won't call you, and you are not allowed to disturb my reminiscence with my husband."
Shopkeeper Wu's tone was not very good, and he was scolded for no reason. "Little Sanhua" felt aggrieved and bit her red lips, snorted, and immediately turned around and left...
Seeing the embarrassment of his old friend, Gu Ningan couldn't help but laugh: "You, you, it will take you a while to coax the little Sanhua this time."
Shopkeeper Wu grinned and said: "It doesn't matter, I have loved her since she was a child and she has spoiled her...she was outside just now, didn't she hit Mr.?"
"She's not a cow, and I don't wear a red belt. How could she collide with me?" Gu Ning'an made a joke, glanced at the big iron pot filled with green tea tips, and smacked his tongue: " I’m here to drink tea.”
Shopkeeper Wu, who was a little nervous at first, saw this, and the feeling of "there is a difference between mortals and immortals, so we should respect each other" disappeared in an instant.
"Look at my memory!" Shopkeeper Wu made a greeting gesture: "Sir, please take a seat!"
"Tea will be served immediately!"
Hearing this, Gu Ning'an sat on the long stone chair on the side of the Bajiao Pavilion. Shopkeeper Wu picked up the tea bowl that had been prepared in advance and used a pair of bamboo chopsticks to lift the steaming tea tip from the iron pot. Place in a bowl.
This tea bowl is also different from the ones outside. It is an earthy yellow bowl with a large mouth, which looks quite "ancient".
The boiling water falls into the tea bowl in an arc, causing the tip of the tea to swirl continuously.
The strong aroma of tea stirred up at this moment.
Gu Ning'an took a deep breath, with a look of satisfaction on his face: "Back then, it smelled like this back then."
Shopkeeper Wu gently placed the tea bowl on the stone chair next to Gu Ning'an, and after saying "Sir, be careful of scalding your mouth", he acted like before, his eyes were bright, looking forward to his tea leaving a beautiful taste. Comment...
