There were not many people coming and going to drink tea, otherwise Xiaobai wouldn't be so busy.
It was obviously very lively, but the atmosphere was also very deserted.
After a while, I realized that there were many people drinking tea, but Uncle Ya was missing. Everyone was just three or two people chatting together.
When Uncle Ya was there, the whole first floor was lively like a family.
Maybe, this is the so-called soul.
Xiaobai, who was running quickly, saw me and greeted me with his bared teeth: "You're back, big brother."
"Add some water!"
A high-pitched shout rang out not far away, and Xiaobai blinked at me: "Wait for me, I'll be here soon."
Soon, Xiaobai ran towards me, his smile no longer on his face, but full of frustration.
"Where's Brother Hai, have you found it?"
Xiaobai's sudden change of mood shocked me. I had never seen such frustration on his face.
"Well, your brother Hai has something to do and he will be back in a few days."
Ji Canghai and Xiaobai have been together longer than me, and there is no need to say much about the relationship between the two brothers.
Xiaobai is still a child, and I don’t want him to carry any burden, so I can only lie first.
Fortunately, he trusted me and didn't ask about Ji Canghai again.
"Brother, help me keep an eye on it."
As he spoke, he had already taken off his apron and handed it to me.
I held the apron and said with a smile: "Don't run around, be careful that Brother Hai comes back and beats you up."
"It's okay, I'll go see Uncle Ya and come back."
"you……"
Xiaobai adjusted his clothes and looked at me innocently: "What's wrong?"
Originally I didn't want him to go, but with Xiaobai's character, I had to ask for a reason.
Anyway, Ji Canghai and Uncle Ya are not on the same floor, so they should be fine.
I tied the apron around me and patted his head: "Be safe."
After Xiaobai left, I took over his work and was busy running back and forth.
Just when I was busy, there was a loud breaking sound, followed by an extremely dissatisfied muttering.
"What the hell is this crappy tea? Are you feeding the animals?"
I followed the sound and saw that the person speaking was an old man about fifty years old, with a sinister face, and he looked like a master who was not easy to mess with.
I put down the tray in my hand and turned around and walked over.
"Uncle Sun?"
I shouted tentatively, and the other person raised his head: "Little fairy?"
Listening to the name is three points of fate, and meeting is seven points of friendship.
Uncle Sun is also a regular customer. Now that he sees me, his attitude is not too bad.
"Why are you so angry? Uncle Sun."
Uncle Sun stamped his foot heavily: "Try it yourself!"
I didn't say anything, but bent down and reached into the sole of his shoe, pulling out a half-inch-long fragment.
He moved back and looked at me puzzled.
I chuckled and said, "Your cloth shoes have thin soles, don't prick your feet."
"I didn't hear what you just said."
Uncle Sun's face turned red, his mouth pursed again, and his tone was a little softer: "This tea doesn't taste right."
I doubtfully picked up the tea, put it in my mouth and took a sip.
To be honest, I don’t blame him for being anxious with me.
Although I don’t understand tea, and I can’t drink Zichou Yinmao, I still have a minimal sense of taste.
This tea soup is like spoiled noodles, not only sour but also sticky.
Lao Suntou seemed to have regained some confidence and whispered to me: "How is it? What does it taste like?"
Although I don't know what the problem is, I know that the teahouse's sign cannot be destroyed when Uncle Ya is not here.
"I'm a wild boar who can't eat fine chaff, and I can't drink out of the house."
I chuckled: "But today I have made you unhappy. Today it is the Queen Mother's nectar, and it is also wrong!"
"No bill for today, I'm treating you."
"It's up to you, master, you have a good mouth!"
Lao Sun frowned and took out two red bills from his pocket: "One is for tea, and the other is for your cup."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked out the door.
The surrounding tea patrons also followed suit. Everyone paid, turned around and left without saying a word.
Obviously, they have endured it for a long time, but they didn't expose it just to save face.
Now that someone has stepped forward, they will naturally imitate them.
In just a few minutes, San'er and I were the only ones left in the teahouse.
San'er leaned on the counter, twisted the towel into a twist with both hands, and looked out the window with a puzzled expression.
"What's going on?"
I didn't say anything, turned around and got a new cup, and tasted all the tea on the table.
After drinking the last glass, I turned and went straight to the bathroom.
If you feed this thing to animals, the animals will curse you.
