Of course, it is not an empty word, in fact, it is a teahouse, located in a corner of the hustle and bustle of the city. It's not a prime location, the neon lights aren't dazzling, and the hours of operation are even less pitiful. After lunch, the shopkeeper opened the heavy door of the shop, and left in a hurry as soon as night fell. There are three people in the teahouse, the thirty-year-old boss exudes a bookish atmosphere, the junior second in his early twenties is always passionate, and there is a beautiful and almost bewitching girl playing the piano, with ten slender fingers and lingering sounds.

The environment for drinking tea is quiet and chic, with bluestone slabs paving, flowing cloud yarn chandeliers, hardwood tables and chairs, carved window lattices, and winding water flowing at the feet, and several koi competing for fish food. The light is a little dim, the smell of benzoin faintly penetrates the heart, the beauty strokes the piano, and the red sleeves add fragrance, even the most anxious people can't help but stop and appreciate this rare tranquility. The tranquility in the downtown area is particularly rare, so although the owner of the teahouse is lazy, and the service of the man is amateur, the business is surprisingly good.

If they knew that this handsome boss who seemed to be in his early thirties was the famous Dai Junchou in the Northeast, if they knew that the young man who served them tea and water was the new head of Gaomaimen, if they knew that the girl who Fuqin was the daughter of the sect master of the Tang Sect, and they didn't know how many people dared to come here to drink tea and listen to music, how much should such a pot of tea be sold?

Feng wants to realize the dream of raising the world, of course, he can't do things in the bookstore as before, the teahouse is the favorite place for the people of the rivers and lakes, and all the disputes between the rivers and lakes are solved here, and the convenient and inconvenient things can be talked about here, not to mention that the wind media and horses are often haunted in the teahouse, as an old Jianghu, the teahouse is their intelligence department.

Last month, Dai Jun Chip had entrusted the leader of the national wind media "Signal Flag" to send out a shocking news, "Acting on behalf of the world" will open a chain of teahouses across the country, and Feng, the disciple of the old master of the Thousand Doors, will personally give advice to everyone, solve your troubles, and charge commissions according to the difficulty of the commission. Mr. Li Wencai's prestige has long been far and wide, and the name of Dai Junchou has also shocked the Northeast, it stands to reason that the teahouse should not only be a tea customer, but also the people who really need help are their main source of income, and this money, Feng wants to do something practical for the poor people.

Bi Yuewu's three billion Feng was anonymously donated to the International Red Cross without moving, and his start-up capital was some income from the Northeast and Feng Siye's Xie Yi, in fact, there were only five such teahouses in total, and the scale was not large. Business has to be done step by step, things have to be done one by one, the strength of Dai Jun Chip is obvious to everyone, but the caution of Dai Jun is incomprehensible to everyone.

Feng confidently became the shopkeeper of the teahouse in City A, and by the way, he brought two "coolies", of course, our beautiful pianist was not always present, and she also had a bookstore that cherished the words and paper, just across the street from the teahouse. Business is booming on both sides, but the more it's hot, the quieter it is – whether it's a cup of tea or a book, it's a calming thing. In such an impetuous city, there are not many people who know how to enjoy this tranquility, and they are eager to enjoy the good plan of Ben Feng, and use 50% of the profits of the teahouse (of course, not the profits from selling tea) as an activity fund, select and build factories in poor areas, and solve the employment problem to stimulate local economic development, and then expand to education, medical and other aspects. Kaede doesn't think that short-term public welfare assistance is a show, but if the emergency does not help the poor, if the local low-income problem cannot be fundamentally solved, then the people will have to live on relief for the rest of their lives, and forever fall into this endless cycle. Therefore, Feng chose to set up a factory, except for some areas that are barren to nothing, in fact, many poor areas have a lot of natural resources, or untapped advantages, only by relying on these advantages to change the nature of local poverty, all the problems can be solved.

Kaede knows very well that what he is doing is actually what the country has been working hard for, but not all problems in such a large country can be quickly discovered and solved, whether it is the efforts of the private charity team or philanthropists, these are all to make up for the country's ability to change the lives of a small number of people with high quality, and Kaede has always adhered to his own standards. To do these things, it is not enough to rely on enthusiasm, he needs enough funds, and the resources in his hands are his circles, and he has to rely on matchmaking and thousands of wits to earn this enough funds.

However, the truth is always cruel, the business of the teahouse is really hot, and the drawers of the cashier are always full when it closes every day. Feng diligently made tea for the two "employees", worked hard one by one, and then counted the money with satisfaction, "According to our turnover, the cost of this tea house will be back in less than half a year." "Have you considered both of our salaries?" Tang Mengli squinted at Xia Feng, half of the people in the teahouse were staring at him, although he proved his powerful charm, but it was still quite tiring to play the piano all afternoon. What's more, Su Haihari, who is silent, and the shopkeeper who buys the door in a dignified manner runs the hall for you, is there any reason for this?

Su Haihari looked calm, anyway, he just sent a pot of tea, and he didn't care about the tea ceremony, what stood out here was an unprofessional! But I can learn a lot of things from Feng Xian every day, and I can also hear a lot of interesting things from the wind media Xiema. Anyway, Feng Guan Rice, such a day is not bad.

"Our own people...... Talking about money hurts a lot of feelings. Feng cautiously glanced at Tang Mengli, he couldn't afford such an employee, "Look at how attractive you are, at least half of the people are coming for you." "Feng is not ready to pay these people a salary at all, and the income from the teahouse has to maintain everyone's activity funds, of course, the money for daily life is still set aside. Besides, you are a bookstore owner in Tang Meng, how can you be short of money? The little harrier is an old man who buys high, and the fixed income in the door alone is enough for him to squander......

"Don't talk about anything else, let me ask you, how many people have been looking for you to do business after opening for so many days?" Tang Mengli's apricot eyes widened, and he stared at Feng unrelentingly, "This is our office place to solve disputes and difficulties, and the teahouse is just a cover