In a moment, three days have passed.
The new signboard of Fuxian Tea House has been known to the public for a long time. It has just passed noon and there are already crowds of onlookers outside the tea house. There are people walking in the streets and alleys, as well as gentlemen and ladies in suits and leather shoes. It is noisy and noisy, occupying half of the restaurant. An alley.
The waiter Fusheng yawned and opened the door. When he saw the fight, he was so frightened that he squatted on the ground, causing everyone outside the hall to burst into laughter.
"Old...boss, everyone is here outside our store!"
"Look at your worthless appearance. If you put it past this, it wouldn't even be a big deal."
Mr. Niu changed his dejection and stepped out of the hall with a happy face. He bowed his hands and said, "Excuse me, guests. The roof has been cleaned and we are waiting for distinguished guests like you to come. Today's tea is 20% off and cakes are 50% off. If you listen, If you don’t get enough of it, I, New Delu, will pay for it!”
"It's done. Everyone is tired. Hurry up and sit down in the hall~"
Mr. Niu shouted, and the onlookers walked shoulder to shoulder into the hall. The waiters, a gentleman on the left and a lady on the right, shouted loudly.
Although I was sweating profusely, I was happier than ever when I saw the crowd of customers.
Serve well, this is all free money!
Shopkeeper Ma stood upstairs counting heads, his eyes filled with joy. He hadn't touched an abacus in the past six months, but now the beads on the abacus were clicking loudly, and he was so happy that he wiped tears from his eyes:
"Live, live, Mr. Niu, our teahouse can be saved!"
Niudelu's face was filled with joy, and after half a year of frustration, he finally felt proud and proud:
"Yes, yes, from now on, I, Niudelu, will still be the tea king of Bagua Street. Let's see who dares to challenge me."
He saw shopkeeper Ma burst into tears and his eyes were red:
"Shopkeeper Ma, why are you crying on such a great day? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, today is not easy!"
Before he could finish speaking, tears were flowing out. It is said that men don’t shed tears easily, but for some reason, Nudero always felt that the things blocked in his heart were turning into tears and pouring out!
Fusheng walked up to the office on the third floor and saw Mr. Niu crying with his head on his head. He froze in place and did not dare to go over.
"Fusheng, if you're not down below greeting the guests, why did you come up here?"
"Master Niu, a group of beggars came outside the teahouse. They said they wanted to see you for something and wanted you to come down and have a look."
"Look for me, I didn't invite Shu Laibao!"
Niudelu looked puzzled. He originally wanted to drive away these beggars, but when he thought it would reopen today, he simply went down to take a look.
When I walked to the hall door, Master Zhu was already waiting outside.
"I dare to ask, old gentleman, are you here to beg for happiness?"
Begging for happiness is a custom for beggars to come over uninvited to watch the excitement after a shop opens. The shop doesn't care about the day, and just generously gives a reward and goes back to business.
Just as Mr. Niu was about to take out his money bag, Mr. Zhu quickly stopped him: "No need, we are here to support Mr. Niu at the invitation of Mr. Yue!"
"Yue...Yue Xiaoyou?"
Niudelu pondered Master Zhu's words in his mouth and immediately knew who he was referring to!
"Oh, it turns out he is a friend of my father-in-law, so he has to go sit in the private room. I'll treat him to today's meal."
After the elders of the Beggar Clan entered, the people who were supposed to come to the teahouse had already arrived. For a while, the hall was full of guests, chatting lively.
As the saying goes, two flowers bloom, one on each side!
Mr. Niu was greeting guests, but Yue Guanchao and the others were not idle either.
Song Siyuan knew that today was very important. If danger occurred, there must be a way out. She asked Song Qingyang to call the security guards early and asked them to dress up in plain clothes and follow the bridge car to the vicinity of the tea house.
At this time, everyone got out of the car and walked into the teahouse.
"Oh, I was thinking that my father-in-law wouldn't come, so I planned to go to the place where you were staying to invite you."
Mr. Niu was so happy when he saw Yue Guanchao stepping into the threshold that he hurried over to greet him.
Yue Guanchao looked around and saw that it was much more crowded than the last time he came. I think Niu Delu was very happy: "Master Niu, we are late. Looking at the crowd, there should be no room!"
"How can it be done? I have already prepared a private room and am waiting for distinguished guests like you. Fusheng, please come up quickly."
"okay!"
Yue Guanchao and the others walked up to the second floor, saw Master Zhu, nodded to each other and walked into the private room.
After they were seated, Mr. Qian was helped onto the stage by a boy.
As soon as the gavel was struck, the noise disappeared instantly. Mr. Qian opened his white fan with a bang, drank a few cups of tea and coughed:
"I see there are a lot of guests here today, so we might as well put aside the old stories and let the old man tell you a new story, just like the old man showing off his knowledge, and also to relieve everyone's boredom."
"Do you think it's okay?"
"Okay, why not~"
As soon as these words came out, the peddlers and lackeys downstairs shouted loudly. When Mr. Qian saw this, he was shocked again. He fiddled with his fan and started talking:
"Our new excerpt is called "Gucun~Huangzhai"."
"It is said that in the last years of the previous dynasty, the so-called righteousness was declining in the world, and demons and monsters appeared one by one. There were also those ruthless gangsters who took advantage of the decline of the imperial court to pull off tiger skins and make a big show. Among our white mountains and black waters, there was also that shocking incident that made ghosts and gods cry. It's a big deal. There is a group of tough bandits called Jinda Village Couple. The leader of the village is named Tang Dianrong. This guy must be..."
The old gentleman has been talking all his life and has perfected his eloquence. At the age of sixty or seventy, he is still angry and has a loud voice.
During the storyteller, even if the musical instrument troupe played drums, harps, and shengs, they could not conceal his rich and rich voice. His words sounded clear and cadenced. He quoted classics and made jokes when he spoke, which made the teahouse spectators roar with laughter.
It can be said that his eloquent tongue stirs up all the rivers and seas, and his witty words tease the hearts of the spectators. It is as if a poisonous insect has been born in the hall wood, burrowing into the hearts of the spectators, making them save the time to sit down and drink tea, and just want to watch. It's a pleasure to listen to this old gentleman!
