At noon, Ye Lele went home.

Wang Qiushi ate a meal in the restaurant outside, and continued to stick to the teahouse, the afternoon is a good time to drink tea, and the guests are also endless, but most of the guests in high-end clothes came in, and began to frown, after all, there is a boss in the huge teahouse, and it is deserted, and there is not even a waiter; after learning that there is no private room on the second floor, these guests frown again, and some directly push the door to change one; of course, there are also guests who want to be quiet, don't mind that there is no waiter, don't mind that there is no private room, after seeing the simple menu, they also politely said goodbye。

Throughout the afternoon, there was an endless stream of guests pushing the door in, and there was also an endless stream of guests pushing the door out, and very few really stayed.

Of course, there are two big wrongs in the morning, and the expenses of the teahouse for a day are basically out, Wang Qiushi is not in a hurry, and begins to squint and doze off at the front desk, he has always had the habit of taking a nap, after all, Mencius once said: If you don't sleep at noon, you will collapse in the afternoon.

After sleeping for about half an hour, Wang Qiushi dimly heard the sound of pushing the door, and then the voices of two girls.

"Sister Yu, don't be angry, it's not worth it for this kind of negative man to be angry with him!"

A voice seemed to persuade something.

"! Am I angry with him? I'm angry with myself! Why am I blind to him, a man who doesn't want to force his face! I really want to use a knife to cut his house full of peach blossoms!"

Another voice burst out, eight points higher, and there was a clear anger in it.

"Sister Yu, murder is a crime!"

Another voice whispered.

"Xiao Ding, you're so stupid......"

The angry voice was a little angry, probably depressed about how his best friend was so stupid.

In the haze, Wang Qiushi heard the conversation between the two clearly, and he also figured out a thread in his mind, which was nothing more than two best friends, the older Sister Yu's boyfriend cheated on her, and her emotions were intense, and the young girl was comforting her all the time, but she was probably still young, simple, and the words she said were always choked and the older ones were speechless.

Although he knew that the guests entered the door and heard the noise of the two, Wang Qiushi really didn't want to wake up, just like a person who was sleepy in the morning, he couldn't get up by beating gongs and drums in his ears, not to mention that the sound of the two was definitely not as loud as the sound of gongs and drums, and they were directly filtered.

The two of them entered the teahouse and shouted for a long time, stopping a little, only to find that the teahouse was very deserted.

The young voice said, "Sister Yu, there is no one in this teahouse." ”

Sister Yu still said with an angry nose in her tone: "Hmph, no one is just right, just be quiet!"

When the words fell, it was the footsteps of a person walking gently, probably the young one looking around for a waiter or boss, sure enough, Wang Qiushi listened to the footsteps and turned around the teahouse, and he got closer and closer to himself, and then there was a surprise voice:

"Sister Yu, the boss is here!"

Wang Qiushi was lying at the front desk, blocked out of his figure, and he could only find it when he looked closely.

Looks like I have to get up!

With a big yawn, Wang Qiushi sat up, barely opened his eyes, and saw two beauties standing at the front desk, one big and one small, the older one was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, the big man, quite an elegant temperament, but now the expression on his face was obviously very unhappy, it should be that Sister Yu; the younger one is in his early twenties, not only is he young, but he is also small, it is estimated to be one meter six, but his face is very delicate, at first glance, he is a simple little girl's house, it should be the choked Sister Yu who can't speak.

"Two tea?"

Wang Qiushi cheered up and beckoned.

"Nonsense! If you don't drink tea in the teahouse, do you drink alcohol?" Sister Yu narrowed her eyes and said very politely.

Ordinary people don't care about the face of beautiful women, Wang Qiushi is not annoyed, after all, he can hear it clearly, this is a lovelorn woman, but the little girl Xiao Ding who was standing next to Sister Yu was startled, pinched Sister Yu, and hurriedly said:

"Boss, let's have tea, is there a menu?"

Wang Qiushi took out the menu and put it on the front desk.

The two began to look at it, and soon ordered a pot of cloud tea, and then returned to their seats and sat down, not picking and choosing like the other guests, complaining about the lack of tea on the menu.

Wang Qiushi made tea and sent it over.

The two of them each poured a glass, and then Sister Yu scolded angrily again, this time the voice was much quieter, but the various words jumped out one after another, and the appearance of gritting teeth seemed to be eager to dismantle the man who abandoned him and chop it into meat sauce, which made Xiao Ding look frightened, for fear that this Sister Yu would chop herself by the way.

There were no guests in the teahouse, Wang Qiushi sat at the front desk like a wooden man without a sense of existence, Sister Yu cursed very happily, and talked endlessly for half an hour, during which she drank tea when her mouth was dry, and continued to talk after drinking tea.

Wang Qiushi listened and realized: No wonder I want to go to the teahouse, probably just to moisten my throat!

After talking for a long time, Sister Yu obviously said that she was tired, and the loyal listener girl Xiaoding was obviously a little overwhelmed, and she was also relieved at this time, and her eyes wandered, but she inadvertently saw the price wall facing her.

"Huh?"

The little girl was shocked and said, "Sister Yu, look, this teahouse can also tell stories!"

Wang Qiushi almost committed obsessive-compulsive disorder and went up to correct the little girl's slip of the tongue.

Hearing Xiao Ding say this, Sister Yu turned around, followed Xiao Ding's gaze, looked at it for a while, and suddenly said: "What kind of mess is this, I haven't heard of any of it, this teahouse business is so cold, it can't be a cheat of money!"

Xiao Ding was taken aback again and said, "No!"

Sister Yu sneered and said, "If you don't try it, you'll know!" After speaking, she said to Wang Qiushi: "Boss, come here!"

Big breath!

The words of the two naturally entered Wang Qiushi's ears clearly, Wang Qiushi sighed, he didn't think that these two beauties could accept this kind of martial arts commentary, but after all, they were guests, so he still walked over and said, "What's the matter?"

Sister Yu looked at him suspiciously and said, "You can tell a story?"

Wang Qiushi said: "Yes!"

Sister Yu slapped the table and said, "Okay!

Wang Qiushi was silent: "No!"

"Let's have a Han Palace Autumn!"

“…… Nope"

"Let's have a sycamore rain!"

"Nope!"

"Let's have a story of the West Chamber!"

“……”

Probably because of the power of falling out of love, Sister Yu ordered four tragedies in one go, but the results were all none, and in the end, Wang Qiushi stopped talking, Sister Yu was suddenly furious, and said, "Nothing?"

Wang Qiushi didn't care, just pointed to the wall and said, "What's there, it's written on the wall!"

Although Xiao Ding on the side was a little puzzled, he still hurriedly said: "Sister Yu, since the boss said no, it should be no, let's not embarrass him!"

"No way!"

Sister Yu glared at Xiao Ding and said, "Men don't have a good thing! I have to treat this kind of black-hearted boss today!"

Depend on!

This is to transfer the emotion of falling out of love to himself! Wang Qiushi's mood at this time is also speechless. Then I saw Sister Yu turn her head and look at herself fiercely, then took her small leather bag, opened the zipper, took out a hundred-yuan bill from it and slapped it on the table:

"Is there any?"

It turned out that he was going to use money to smash it, Wang Qiushi breathed a sigh of relief, to be honest, if this woman used force, he would really be a little difficult to fight back.

Seeing that Wang Qiushi didn't speak, but there was obvious contempt in her eyes, Sister Yu's anger became even stronger, and she took out four more RMB from her wallet and slapped them on the table, Wang Qiushi was expressionless, ready to turn around and leave. Seeing this, Sister Yu's anger finally reached its peak, and this time she directly took out a small pile of about a thousand from her wallet and slapped it on the table again, glaring at Wang Qiushi.

Wang Qiushi blinked, stepped forward to put the money away, and then replied firmly with a smile: "Yes! There must be! What do you want?"

"Humph!"

Sister Yu glanced at Wang Qiushi in disgust, thought about it, and then said coldly: "Give me a review that kills negative people all over the world!"

Xiao Ding on the side was suddenly shocked and said, "Sister Yu, how can there be such a commentary?"

Sister Yu sneered, the queen lifted Erlang's legs, and said arrogantly: "If you can't say it, return my money!

Xiao Ding suddenly lost color, and looked at Wang Qiushi, for fear that the teahouse owner would be angry and throw the two of them out.

"Yes!"

After listening to what Sister Yu said, Wang Qiushi quickly replied: "Absolutely meets the requirements!"

After speaking, he sat back at the front desk, snapped the startled wood, and began to talk.

"It is said that during the Southern Song Dynasty, there was a hidden sect called the Tomb School at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, the founding patriarch of the Tomb School was named Lin Chaoying, who was a famous martial arts master at that time, proficient in fists, swords, palms, hidden weapons and other kung fu, but because this ancestor had been hurt by feelings, so he set up a peculiar rule, that is, the Tomb School only accepts female apprentices, and female apprentices must guard the palace sand when they enter, and swear that they will never leave the tomb for the rest of their lives, until there is a man who does not know this rule and is willing to die for himself, he can break the oath and go down the mountain... …”