The teahouses in Shanghai are open, and the big guys are very curious, most of the shops in this area have foreign characteristics, only there is a towering tree at the end of the street, and about four or five adults can hug around it.

There was a small courtyard under the tree, and people scratched their heads and wondered how long it had been since there had been such a yard in this area, but after thinking about it, it seemed as if it had always existed.

The plants in the courtyard are very beautiful, there are several shelves, on which there are ink paintings like a small exhibition, and in the middle of the courtyard there are a few small square tables made of jade bamboo.

Leaning against a row of rooms, a table and a chair were set up in front of the table, on which were the storytellers. The courtyard door is so open that some passing guests will

Chapter 89 of "The Demon Cloud Record of the Republic of China" The mini villain Ink Worker is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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