Hong Ying was wondering who would be looking for her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info now saw that it was a milky little girl, before she could speak, she was choked by this girl's words, and when she reacted, she had to cover her mouth with her hand and sneered, and her delicate face poked in front of the white pigeon, and said coquettishly: "May I ask what kind of meat the girl invited me to eat? Don't look at the small slave family, but the appetite is very big." ”

The white pigeon was also pretending, and was teased by such a big beauty, and his heart was suddenly half empty. However, for the sake of his small purse, he still tried his best to support the scene, pretending to be very familiar with his hand to Hongying's waist, and said with a light smile: "Even if the beautiful sister gives birth to a tiger's stomach, it is estimated that she will eat it." Why don't we take a step and talk?"

What kind of character is Hongying, this little dream house is all handled by her, what characters have not been seen, which is something that a fledgling child like Bai Pigeon can grasp, Xiao Man's waist twisted, Bai Pigeon's hand fell into the air, but Hong Ying's face remained the same, but her smile was even brighter, "Then as the guest officer said, we will talk upstairs." Then Hong Ying twisted Xiao Man's waist and walked in the direction of coming. When she turned around, Hong Ying had a solemn expression on her face, just like the two of them just now. Hong Ying didn't pay any attention to the white pigeon who was a simple figure at a glance, and it was Chen Xiaoyu who had been sitting next to her and kept silent when she opened her mouth to entertain her, the son looked ordinary and dressed shabby, but it made Hong Ying feel that she could not be underestimated, and there was a vague sense of crisis.

The white pigeon hurriedly beckoned Chen Xiaoyu, who was still in a daze, to follow. didn't notice that Chen Xiaoyu looked at Hong Ying in front of him, but showed an expression that seemed to be smiling.

As Hongying arrived on the second floor, the beautiful maid invited the two to sit down, and the white pigeon looked up at the small box of the teahouse, and couldn't help but feel that this dream house is really a high-end consumption place. Take the listening wind garden they are sitting in now, although the white pigeon first arrived in this time and space, the price of various materials is not very clear, but at a glance at this decoration style, simple but elegant, the utensils in the house are comfortable at a glance, especially the tea table in front of them, the color is dark red to shiny, and the palm gently rubbed is so smooth and delicate, it must be priceless. It is also the white pigeon ignorant and fearless, ordinary people don't even think about coming in this Tingfeng Xuan, the distinguished guests who often come here know that this Tingfeng Xuan is basically not open to the public, and even those distinguished guests can only linger outside the door. Hongying also relied on her intuition to run a business for many years, and felt that the son who followed the white pigeon deserved to enjoy the highest level of treatment.

Hong Ying brewed the best tea leaves by herself, and Bai Ge saw that she was not far from the modern tea master's technique, but she didn't expect this tea ceremony to be so popular in this unknown era, and she regretted that she didn't listen to her friend's persuasion and go to learn the tea ceremony with her, otherwise she could increase her chips by showing her hand now.

Hongying made tea, and the piano girl had already arranged behind her to stroke the qin, the sound of the piano was intoxicating, and the smell of fragrant tea in front of her nose was intoxicating, and the white pigeon took a deep breath, she really felt enjoyable, and she forgot her business for a while. Seeing that the white pigeon was so intoxicated, Hong Ying looked at Chen Xiaoyu looking at herself with an unpredictable smile, and didn't dare to speak rashly, so she had to smile and accompany her.

The white pigeon was intoxicated for a long time, and finally after Hongying served the tea, she took a sip of tea and finally remembered her business. And so the far-reaching and crucial business negotiations in this different time and space began. Even later, this scene was recorded in the history books by the historian, and the white dove was a clever tongue and great wisdom in the world.

But here's the truth.

The white pigeon just said to Hong Ying mysteriously, I have a thing here that can make the teahouse business go to the next level, no matter what I say, don't be surprised, and don't ask me where I come from, we only talk about cooperation, not friendship, can you agree?

Hongying: "Girl, please rest assured, the slave family is also a person who has seen the market, since I have invited the girl to listen to Fengxuan here, it means that I have enough sincerity to order Mengju, this Tingfengxuan is not something that ordinary people can come to taste tea." There was a little arrogance in his tone.

"In that case, then I won't hide it, this new thing of mine is called mahjong. It is an entertainment that allows four people at a table to participate at the same time, and it is also a gambling activity. Of course, you must wonder why we didn't go to the gambling house to find them to cooperate, but came to the most high-end teahouse in Xianzheng City. Because my goal is to make mahjong into the celebrity market, and even among the royal aristocracy, to create exclusive entertainment for high-end people. For the time being, I can't let the common people get in touch with it, I don't know if my sister can give me a guarantee?" Bai Ge looked at Hong Ying tentatively and said.

Hongying listened to Bai Ge say this, her face was embarrassed, after all, no matter how high-end the teahouse is, it is always a place with dense crowds and well-informed information, so it is necessary to keep it from flowing into the people's market, and she has no safe way to give 100% guarantees. In addition, I don't know what this mahjong is, so I don't have the idea to speak for a while.

The white pigeon had already guessed that Hongying would find it difficult. For such a situation, the white pigeon has long thought of a rhetoric. Bai Ge looked at Hong Ying with a smile, "Sister doesn't have to rush to give me an answer, as long as I make sure that my sister cooperates sincerely, I have a way, and my sister won't be embarrassed after listening to me." “

"Before I came, I heard that we have a hall and a box in the dream house, we only open mahjong in the box, not allowed Xiao Si to watch on the side, you also ensure that the staff of the teahouse do not steal learning, this mahjong to learn or a little effort, no one to teach the average person can not understand, so in fact, it is done. After all, the nobles disdain to teach people, you say, is this a good way? “

Hong Ying felt that it was very reasonable, and for the first time in her heart, she looked at the white pigeon squarely, and hurriedly said: "Miss Bai, why don't we let the people learn it, the more people will not be our business, the better?"

Bai Ge didn't pay attention to Hong Ying's change of title, but Chen Xiaoyu on the side listened to Hong Ying call Bai Ge Miss, with a little relieved expression on his face.

The white pigeon said confidently: "Actually, the reason why I don't let the people learn now is actually very simple. My sister who takes care of the teahouse must know that the activities that have always arisen from the people are generally for nobles to play, and they will play? They will only despise and despise them, thinking that they are the stuff of inferior people, and they will bend their status. But if it is raised by nobles, or even only nobles can play, they will feel that being able to play mahjong represents their identity and status. Even if it becomes popular among the people in the future, the nobles will feel that the people are following them, and they will not only feel superior, but also have the pride of being an advocate of new gadgets. “

Although Hongying doesn't know what mahjong is, but listening to a little girl like Bai Pigeon can say such a thing, she also guesses in her heart that she must be a descendant of a master, after all, such words are also shocking to her. Fortunately, Hongying has seen a lot of people in the market, otherwise she would dare to make such remarks to the superiors, and if others were replaced, they would have been frightened at this time. Even in this different time and space, the difference between the main and the secondary, and the difference in status is enough to kill people.

Then the next words of the white pigeon made Hongying feel that the white pigeon was a strange woman.