"Uncle Cai, I'll go to the toilet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Drinking some tea, it is inevitable to run a few more times, Liu Ming went out to find a toilet, only to find that this teahouse is really not small, and there are many small rooms in the curve.

When passing by the bar, it was a very eye-catching round-faced girl, and Liu Ming couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Hello sir, what is your need?"

The girl at the front desk is obviously also professionally educated, and when she bows and says hello, it is all a stylized operation, precise and mechanical.

"No, where is your bathroom?"

Liu Ming asked casually, but when he saw that when the girl bowed, a figure appeared behind her, wearing a very strange white dress, judging from her half-gray hair, she should be not young, it seemed that she was sitting there writing something, very focused and devoted, and she didn't turn her head back.

"Sir, follow this road and go inside, turn left and then right, and you will be there."

The girl pointed the way, and Liu Ming nodded in thanks.

Jingle bells!

With a crisp sound, the round-faced girl looked down at the computer screen, and quickly shouted: "Old Fang, room 309 is full of water, it's too busy, can you take a trip?" ”

"Okay!"

The man inside quickly answered, put down the brush in his hand, lifted a large kettle beside him, and walked out slowly.

Only then did Liu Ming see that this white-clothed man was indeed an old man of about fifty or sixty years old, leaning forward, as if the weight of his entire body could not reach the teapot he was carrying.

This person's style doesn't match the entire beautifully decorated teahouse.

Liu Ming was curious for a moment, so he leaned over to see what he was writing and drawing.

A slightly yellowed piece of paper on the table, next to which is a brush dipped in ink, is quite in tune with the antique style of a teahouse, and it would not be surprising if such a teahouse brought an old man with the title of calligrapher to a themed event.

But Liu Ming looked at it, but there was not a word on the paper, but some curved graphics.

This is...... Three of a kind?

This is...... Four loaves?

I'll it!

Liu Ming quickly recognized that what was drawn on this paper was clearly the symbols on the mahjong tiles, the strips and cakes, and only the missing 10,000 words had not been seen.

This is an old man who likes to build the Great Wall?

However, Liu Ming has seen anyone who plays music on paper and studies chess, Go, and chess, but he has never seen anyone who studies mahjong routines on paper.

A little more carefully looked at it, it seems that the strips and cakes drawn are not in the card type, not "all the same color", nor "seven small pairs", completely scattered permutations and combinations, which makes people even more confused.

"Sir, this Uncle Fang's brain is not very bright, he does a little odd job in our shop, and when he has nothing to do, he likes to make some ghost drawing talismans, there is no specific meaning, don't you care......"

The round-faced front desk girl was empathetic, and came over to explain.

Liu Ming shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the piece of paper again, he was really confused, it was more important to hurry up and release the water.

After a smooth passage, I went back to room 303 where I was, and I never saw the strange old man again.

talked with Cai Liang for a while, about business, about school, and finally even Cai Xiaochao's college entrance examination volunteer was used as a talking point, so that these two people who should have a generation gap chatted for an hour.

It's time to go, right?

Liu Ming looked at his watch and pointed to half past three, and there was only one hour left before the time of Solitaire Yuxi.

"I'll go to you Malegobi! You're blind, huh?? ”

Just about to say hello to Cai Liang, who was also a little bored, he suddenly heard a burst of scolding from outside the door, his voice was very loud, and he was faintly a little familiar.

"Zhou Qirong!"

Cai Liang blurted out, seeming a little surprised.

When the two went out, they happened to see Zhou Qirong talking about the teapot in his hand, and smashed it directly, the other party flashed, the teapot fell on the wall, the hot water spilled out, and there was a burst of rising heat. If it really hits someone, it's not surprising that it will cause a burn or something.

It's that weird old man!

Liu Ming also recognized that the one who was almost hit by the teapot was the old man in white who was drawing talismans on paper and studying mahjong routines.

"Big brother, calm down!"

The waiter at the teahouse who rushed to hear the news hurriedly stepped forward to help, grabbed the angry Zhou Qirong, and apologized to the guest first, regardless of what happened.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's our fault, big brother, don't be impulsive, you have something to say."

"the!"

Zhou Qirong raised his arm, lit up his sleeves with obvious water stains, and was still slightly steaming, and shouted: "Refill the water for me!" Do you even dare to hire people with disabilities here? Blind people dare to pour water for guests? ”

The sound was very loud, which inevitably alarmed many customers who were drinking tea and chatting in the private room, probably figuring out what was going on, and most of them chose to watch from the wall. Although it is said that there is a reason for the incident, this person is really a bit of a fuss, in the final analysis, it is just an accident, can he still be so indomitable.

The person in charge of the teahouse soon appeared, I don't know if it was the boss, but he also chose the path of calming things.

"Brother, do you think this is good. Your consumption this time is all free, and we will pay you another 200 yuan for clothes. ”

This man, who is probably in his early thirties, proposed a solution to the teahouse, which should be said to be quite sincere.

"I wipe it, sprinkle some hot water and find money? Why didn't you sprinkle me here, this wave is not a loss! ”

"This teahouse takes the high-end route, and the impact is not good if it makes a big fuss, so I want to get it done as soon as possible, which is understandable."

"Two hundred yuan is not much, but this attitude is already okay, the person is not wearing a good clothes, two hundred yuan is enough to buy a new one, what is not satisfied?"

However, Cai Liang, who was beside Liu Ming, shook his head and spit out two words:

"Oops."

How?

Before Liu Ming could ask, Zhou Qirong over there had already exploded in an instant.

"I'm going to Nima!"

Zhou Qirong directly knocked off the outstretched hand of the store manager, picked up the teapot in the corner of the wall, rushed to the old man in white again, and sneered:

"What about those who ask for food? I'll keep it for you to buy a coffin! Lao Tzu also let this old thing taste the taste, everyone is even! ”

Sure enough, as Cai Liang expected, Zhou Qirong, who felt that he had lost face, fell into a state of madness, carrying a teapot and actually wanted to hurt people with hot water, except for Cai Liang, who knew about this goods, it can be said that no one thought of this kind of excesses, the scene was chaotic for a while, some people went up to try to stop the pot of boiling water, and some people tried to pull away the old man who caused the accident who was standing in place......

"Stop!"