Chapter 48: The Teahouse

Zhang Wei's father is a mixer truck driver, Zhang Wei likes to sit in his father's car since he was a child, so driving is not new to him, and he also obtained a driver's license after graduation, but it is the first time for Zhang Wei to sit in such a luxurious car. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

A8 There is a lot of space in the car, Zhang Wei sits in the co-pilot of the car, the light yellow leather sofa is also very comfortable, the hand is integrated, the exclusive configuration, the displacement of 6.3L and the total price of the car should be about three million, which is definitely a luxury car in China.

Zhang Wei's worth of one million looks a lot, but he can't even buy half of this car, Zhou Fatzi is also a car lover, he likes to drive in his spare time, the strong horsepower, sufficient displacement, one foot on the accelerator, people have a kind of galloping pride.

"Zhang Wei, how do you see my car, fat brother, okay?" Fat Zhou's face showed a hint of triumph, patted the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and the car snorted, and then the speed increased a few points.

"Fat brother, didn't you mean to bully people? Ask me a cyclist, how is this car? Then what can I say but envy, jealousy and hatred! Zhang Wei smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong with riding a bike, fat brother, when I was your age, I also rode a bicycle." Fat Zhou patted Zhang Wei's shoulder and encouraged.

"When you were my age, the bike was still worth a lot, how could it be equivalent to the current A4!" Zhang Wei said with a smile.

"You kid is scolding me all the time, I'm only thirty-six years old this year, which is the golden age of men, in today's words, he is a mature man with taste and experience, especially loved by those young girls." Fat Zhou patted his chest and said with a thumbs up.

"It's not the fat brother who blows it to you, if I don't get married too early, with my current conditions, I ......" When Zhou Fatzi was talking about the rise, he didn't find that Wu Qian in the back seat was already full of frost, grabbed Zhou Fatzi's ears and twisted half a circle, and made Zhou Fatzi scream in pain: "Wife, let go, I was wrong, I don't dare!" ”

"Fat Zhou, go on! Aren't you in prime age? Aren't you a mature man? Didn't you get married too early? What do you want to do with this? Are you trying to divorce me?" Wu Qian's face was not good, and a series of rhetorical questions were raised, one sentence was more severe than one sentence, and one sentence was louder than one sentence.

"Sister-in-law, is the fat brother driving now? You can't get distracted, this is related to the safety of our car, I think you better wait to get out of the car, and then have a good chat with him! Zhang Wei felt that the body was shaking, and considering the safety of his life, he hurriedly persuaded him.

"Yes, Sister Wu! I see that my brother-in-law is also quick to talk for a while, and he doesn't have any other ideas, so you better spare him first. Liu Yurou pleaded with Zhou Fatzi on her lips, but she looked down on Zhou Fatzi even more in her heart, and said secretly: "This week Fat Man is really useless, those big ears are about to be unscrewed off by Wu Qian, I don't even dare to say a hard word, I know him from a new time." ”

"Hmph, didn't he make a slip of the tongue? But he has been planning for a long time, he will have to divorce me sooner or later, and he is looking for a little daughter-in-law! Wu Qian suddenly became a little excited, as if she had been stimulated by something.

Hearing Wu Qian's words, Zhang Wei and Liu Yurou were stunned for a moment, thinking that Wu Qian might have discovered something, or was hinting at the relationship between Zhou Fatzi and Liu Yurou, and for a while, the sound of breathing could be heard in the car.

"Wife, don't worry! In this life, except for you, no one can be my wife of millions of dollars! Zhou Fatzi showed a very serious demeanor and said.

"Forget it, it's so nice to say now, who can know what will happen in the future!" Wu Qian sighed, let go of Fat Zhou's ears, and leaned back on the back seat, revealing a trace of exhaustion.

Zhang Wei looked at Wu Qian in the rear mirror, but she didn't expect that she had always been strong, and she had such a weak side, something must have touched her heart, and she shouldn't have discovered the relationship between Zhou Fatzi and Liu Yurou.

Because of this discordant episode, everyone was not talking along the way, especially Liu Yurou was the most nervous, leaning tightly in the corner of the car, reducing her sense of existence, for fear that Wu Qian would find out about his relationship with Zhou Fatzi.

Half an hour later, Zhou Fatzi drove the car to the destination, after the car was parked, Zhang Wei and Liu Yurou got out of the car, while Zhou Zhou Fatzi and Wu Qian were one step behind, Zhou Fatzi turned his head, and his fat face showed a trace of sincerity, and said: "Wife, no matter whether there are children in the future, my Zhou Fatzi will live with you for the rest of my life!" ”

"Phew, the meat is numb, the old lady is only thirty-four years old this year, how do you know that I must not be able to give birth." Wu Qianjiao snorted and slapped Zhou Fatzi in the face, but there was a little more warmth in her heart.

Fat Zhou looks very honest, but he has a lot of eyes, and a few words amused Wu Qian, and Wu Qian already has a bit of a big personality, and after venting, he quickly forgot the troubles just now.

Wu Qian and Zhou Fatzi don't have children, it's not a day or two, if they worry every day, they would have died of worry, it's more like an intermittent and periodic worry, so they come and go quickly, and after getting off the car, they start talking and laughing with Liu Yurou again.

Under the leadership of Zhou Fatzi, a group of four people walked into a teahouse, the decoration of the teahouse is antique, the plaque with gold characters on a black background, the wooden hollow doors and windows, and there is a young man wearing a melon skin hat and a gray robe standing at the door, which also has a bit of the taste of the early Republic of China.

"There are four guests, please inside!" After seeing Zhang Wei and his entourage, the young man in the robe shouted loudly, made a gesture of please, and led the four into the teahouse.

As soon as he entered the teahouse, Zhang Wei smelled a tea fragrance, bitter with a hint of sweetness, inhaling the mouth than after the aftertaste is endless, Zhang Wei's father also likes to drink tea, although because of the restrictions of economic conditions, he can't drink any expensive tea, but he knows a little about all kinds of tea.

The area of the teahouse is more than 100 square meters, and there are more than a dozen tea tables, the tea tables and chairs are brown and yellow, and the tea table is also placed with mahogany tea sets, as well as brown-red purple clay pots, and several young women shuttle between them to make tea for customers.

"Yo, it's Mr. Zhou who is here, are you drinking tea today? Or accompany a friend to see the collection! A middle-aged man wearing a melon skin hat and a green robe greeted him, arched his hand, and said with a smile.

"Manager Wang, I'm not here to drink tea or be a visitor today, but to send you money." Fat Zhou also arched his hand, returned the salute, lifted his briefcase with his right hand, and said: Look, I even brought the guy. ”

"That's a good feeling, just a few good things, I'll take you to Long Eyes!" The smile on Manager Wang's face was a little more sincere, and he said diligently.

This teahouse is not as simple as it seems, there is a collection room in the back of the teahouse, which is specially used to display collectibles, and Zhou Fatzi is also a frequent visitor here, Manager Wang is no stranger to him.

It's just that when Zhou Fatzi came before, he either drank tea or accompanied his friends to buy collections, but he rarely made a move, so Manager Wang was not very enthusiastic just now, and just now he heard that Zhou Fatzi was going to buy collectibles, so he became enthusiastic.

Manager Wang took a group of four people through the tea room, pushed open a wooden door, and entered the room where the collection was placed.

The area of more than 200 square meters is large, but the antiques, calligraphy and paintings inside are full, and there are at least hundreds of collections, which are of various kinds and sizes, such as ancient jade, porcelain, calligraphy and painting, and bronze.

It was the first time Zhang Wei had seen so many antiques, a pair of eyes was no longer enough, he had only seen these things on TV, but the feeling on the screen was never as big as the impact of the real thing, looking at this collection of ancient charm and recording Chinese history, Zhang Wei had a desire to buy.

"How? This place is not bad, isn't it? Zhou Fatzi saw Zhang Wei, Wu Qian, and Liu Yurou with a surprised look, patted his round belly, and said a little smugly.

"Yo, isn't this Mr. Zhou? You have come here again as a spectator, and you have come to study with the prince. As soon as Zhou Fatzi's words fell, a voice with irony came out from a corner of the collection room, which immediately caused the people around him to laugh.