The two walked all the way from the food street, and there were people standing on the side of the street eating everywhere, and they couldn't let go, and Hehua, who felt that it was not good to eat on the street, also began to wipe out food on the street.

I have to admit that the food here is not a grade higher than the school cafeteria and the depraved street outside the school. It's a pity that after all, it is a snack and can only be sold on the street, otherwise if it is placed in a better place, it must be more comfortable to sit down and taste it slowly.

After walking all the way and eating all the way, super foodies like Rao is Peng Peng are also a little tired. The two are going to find a bubble tea shop to rest.

But I found several stores, all of which were overcrowded, and it seemed that it was not only Peng Peng and the two who were tired. He Hua looked at the crowd crowded next to each other, thought in his heart, and proposed to Peng Peng: "Otherwise, let's go to drink tea, there must be fewer people drinking tea, anyway, we are just to rest for a while." ”

"Drink tea, Hehua, when are you going to start drinking tea, my God, you, you, you......" Peng Peng exaggerated his hand and pointed at Hehua, with a ghostly expression.

Only then did Hehua react, and ordinary students rarely drink tea if it wasn't for refreshment, so they rolled their eyes: "Flower tea, flower tea...... Think about it, isn't it a pleasure to make a cup of flower tea in a glass and watch the flowers bloom in the water and smell the fragrant fragrance?"

Peng Peng also imagined it, licked her lips, and nodded: "It seems to be good, okay, there must be few people there...... Just drink some tea and carbureted oil!"

Carburetor ...... Why did Peng Peng say this, it felt weird? Suppressing the weirdness in his heart, Hehua began to check the nearby teahouse. Sure enough, on the top floor of the CBD center building, I found a teahouse called Fusheng.

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When the two arrived at the door of the teahouse, they found that this seemed to be a relatively high-end club-type teahouse, but the people had already arrived, and it seemed a little bad to go further, so they had to walk in.

The waiter didn't seem to see the embarrassment of the two, but thoughtfully took them to a window seat to sit down, where they could overlook the entire business district. Unexpectedly, there are a lot of people in the teahouse, there is a stage in the center of the teahouse, and a woman in ancient costume is playing the guzheng, with the fragrance of tea all over the house, which makes people feel unspeakably comfortable.

Peng Peng's initial embarrassment had turned into exclamation after coming in: "Hehua, I really didn't expect that there would be such an elegant place in such a lively place as the CBD!

"I think it's good, too. He Hua agreed, but his mind drifted to the Da'an Dynasty. It was the first time she had gone out with her mother, and after shopping for jewelry, her mother took her to the teahouse to rest.

There were guards in front of him to open the way, and the shopkeeper stepped forward to greet him, and the servants and maids around him surrounded himself and his mother with long hats, and went to the private room of the teahouse. At that time, I was not very tall, and in the gap of everyone, I vaguely saw a little girl in front of the stage who was not much older than himself singing a little song.

Later, the servant woman told herself that it was her sister who was a performer to support her family.

"Hehua, the things here are so expensive! why don't we go......" Peng Peng leaned over and whispered to Hehua.

His thoughts were interrupted, and when he heard Peng Peng say this, He Hua subconsciously went to see the waiter. I saw that the waiter had retreated to a service desk closer to here, and both sides could see each other, but they would not be heard when they spoke normally.

Marveling at the informed interest of the waiters here, Hehua also began to look at the menu. I saw that the menu was divided into several series, namely green tea, black tea and flower tea. There are also some simple refreshments attached to the back, which look the same as those of the Da'an Dynasty, all exquisite.

The two turned to the flower tea, and saw that the cheapest was rose tea, 45 cups. For the student party, it is indeed a little more expensive. But the two of them are really a little tired, it is rare that the environment here is still very good, tangled for a moment, or one person ordered a cup of flower tea, as if they were in this kind of place similar to a high-end club.

The waiter saw the signal, walked over, saw that the two of them ordered the cheapest flower tea, there was no abnormality, and still gave the two of them a brief introduction to the layout here, so he asked the two to wait for a while, and the tea came up immediately.

Peng Peng nodded vigorously when he saw such a service attitude: "Oh, it's really good, it's worth the money for this service attitude." ”

He Hua also felt very comfortable staying here, quietly watching the traffic downstairs and people coming and going, she was a little dazed. The people in the teahouse were talking quietly, and in such conversations, the voice of the guzheng was faint, and even Peng Peng, who had always been babbling, was silent, looking out the window with empty eyes, not knowing what he thought.

The contemplation of the two was interrupted by the sound of clapping, and the gentle voice of the guzheng gradually stopped, and a middle-aged man in a Tang suit stood in the center of the stage.

"Excuse me, I'm the master here, Tang Zhen. Tang Zhen arched his hand below: "Everyone here probably knows me, but I see that there seem to be a few new guests here today, so I will talk about our rules here." His eyes glanced at the young man and Hehua in the other café.

Peng Peng was swept by Tang Zhen's eyes, and listened to him talk about the rules. I chuckled in my heart: "Hehua, we ...... We're not going to come to a black shop, are we...... He...... He said he wanted to tell us about the rules...... "His voice trembled a little.

He Hua was also very uncertain in his heart, but he felt that such an elegant place had nothing to do with the black shop, so he just squeezed Peng Peng's hand and didn't say anything.

The man in the center of the stage looked like he was in his forties and fifties, very elegant, but very different from Professor Xing's elegance. Professor Xing's elegance is because he has always been obsessed with academics and has never entered the WTO, but this man named Tang Zhen is an elegance who was born after entering the WTO.

Even if he simply stands on the stage, he has a power that makes people surrender. The man's eyes once again looked at He Hua and Peng Peng.

In the face of such an aggressive scrutiny, He Hua believed that if he hadn't experienced a lot in his previous life, he would definitely not dare to look at him. Sure enough, Peng Peng next to him had lowered his head after looking at the man twice, looking stunned.

He Hua looked back at the man hard, and also looked at him carefully, as if he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd. So the two looked at each other for a few seconds in this eerie silence.

Immediately, the man seemed to realize that everyone was still waiting for him to speak, so he cleared his throat and continued: "We hold a party every month in the Fusheng Teahouse, and as long as the guests who have a pursuit of life are our friends.

Here, we do not distinguish between men and women, young and old, regardless of class level, just to pursue the floating life in our minds. The theme of our gathering this time is books and tea, and I will invite Mr. Weng below. After speaking, he took the lead and applauded.

After hearing Tang Zhen's so-called rules, Peng Peng and He Hua breathed a sigh of relief. But Peng Peng is still a little uneasy, because Tang Zhen's rules are really a bit like some cults. So Peng Peng glanced at Hehua and signaled to retreat.

He Hua didn't actually think there was anything wrong here, but after all, he was not a native of modern times, so he didn't dare to be careless, so he nodded approvingly and invited the waiter to settle the bill.

It was still the waiter, who came over when he saw the gesture of the two, and was very surprised when he heard that he was going to settle the bill: "Today is the day of the party, everything is free." ”

As soon as she heard that it was free, Peng Peng not only did not be happy, but became even more worried, where is there a free lunch in this world! She was already a little breathless, and while everyone was still applauding and not paying attention to this, she asked, "Then can we leave now?"

The waiter nodded: "Of course you can go, but today Weng Lao is here, don't you appreciate his calligraphy before leaving? ”

Peng Peng's mind is now full of problems here, where do you care about what old Weng is, and she wants to leave with Hehua. However, when He Hua heard the name of Weng Lao, he suddenly remembered something, and asked the waiter: "Is the Weng Lao you said the one who invited him to be the honorary president of the calligraphy association and he didn't go?"

found someone who knew the goods, and the waiter was very happy: "Yes, yes, it's the famous old Weng." After Weng Lao knew about our teahouse, he felt that it was quite his appetite, so he was willing to come. ”

Peng Peng looked at He Hua curiously: "Do you know?"

He Hua nodded: "I remember I told you that I have been learning calligraphy since I was a child, and my calligraphy teacher is a student of Weng Lao." ”

"Then you should be the apprentice grandson of this old man?" After speaking, Peng Peng's eyes turned quickly, after all, this is a commercial area, and now there is another person who knows him indirectly, looking at the stage surrounded by the crowd, curiosity finally prevailed, stopped and looked at Hehua.