Although Wang Yin has not received professional training, he has not seen much before the crossing, and he will be more or less a little, although the profession is insufficient, but it can be used improvised.

After all, the taste of this fried tea is the boiled tea of the Tang Dynasty.

Thinking of the first time he was curious about the experience of drinking Datang boiled tea, the corners of Wang Yin's mouth couldn't help twitching: This Datang boiled tea can definitely squeeze into the top five dark cuisines。。。。。。

After Wang Yin demonstrated it, he familiarized a few people who were responsible for making tea in the future a few times.

After all, Wang Yin's requirements are not high, and he is also a half-ass, so several people quickly learned.

"Alright, the rest is up to you." Wang Yin handed more than a dozen catties of 'brush pot water' brand tea in the system space to the brothers.

"Brother Yin, don't worry, I guarantee that it will be beautiful and shiny!" The brothers patted their chests again and again and assured.

"I don't care, I don't have much money anyway, it's mainly up to you." Wang Yin shrugged his shoulders and said.

The brothers went out with a group of people to run errands, and Wang Yin continued to collapse in place and pick up Wangcai.

A small restaurant in Chang'an City

An old gentleman finished today's notebook and returned to the rest room, picked up a glass of white water and moistened his throat.

"Lao Quan." The shopkeeper pushed the door and walked in.

"The owner." Seeing this, Lao Quan hurriedly greeted.

Due to the small scale of the restaurant, the owner did not invite the shopkeeper and went into battle himself.

"Lao Quan, I've worked hard for you this time." The shopkeeper organized the wording and said, "This is this month's monthly money." ”

"Boss, it's not the end of the month yet... Lao Quan looked at the money handed over by the shopkeeper and wondered.

"Hey... I can't wait until the end of the month. The shopkeeper sighed and put the money on the table in front of Lao Quan: "You have also seen the current situation of the restaurant, and now it is almost time to close the door... ”

"Boss, are you..." Lao Quan looked at the shopkeeper in surprise and said.

"Hmm." The shopkeeper nodded: "Now it's a day to pay for a day, I can't afford it... ”

When Lao Quan heard this, he stopped talking, after all, he couldn't talk about this kind of thing.

"Speaking of which, I did you a bad treat." The shopkeeper looked at Lao Quan and said, "With your level, it would have been much better to speak elsewhere than to be in me... ”

"Don't talk about that, boss." Lao Quan hurriedly said: "If it weren't for you, I would have starved to death, how can I still be today." ”

"Okay, let's not talk about these sad things." The shopkeeper shook his head and stood up: "The restaurant has been transferred, and someone will come to receive it in a while, so you can pack up your things and leave." ”

"What are you going to do next, owner?" Lao Quan looked at the shopkeeper and asked.

"I've been tired in Chang'an for so many years, it's time to go back to my hometown." The shopkeeper arched his hand at Lao Quan: "You and I will say goodbye." ”

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he left, and Lao Quan looked at the money on the table in a daze.

Long

Standing at the door of the restaurant, looking back at the plaque of the restaurant, Lao Quan shook his head and walked towards home.

There were indeed a few restaurants that invited him to go over to talk about the book, but Nian refused in the relationship with the shopkeeper, and now those few have found a new Mr. Book, and it is naturally difficult for him to go again.

A handful of old and childless, this leisure, Lao Quan really doesn't know what he should do.

"Forget it, let's rest for a few days." Standing at the door of the house, Lao Quan shook his head.

"I take the liberty of asking, but I know all about Mr. Quan?" Just as Lao Quan took out the key and was about to open the door, an inquiry suddenly came from the side.

Lao Quan turned his head to look, and saw a handsome young man looking at him.

"Sir doesn't dare to be," Quan Zhi hurriedly replied: "I don't know why Your Excellency is here?" ”

"My young master opened a teahouse, and I want to invite Mr. to talk about it, I don't know what Mr. thinks?" Qin Huaiyu continued to ask.

"Ahh Quan Zhi was stunned for a moment.

I didn't know where to go next, but now someone has come to invite me?

"The monthly money is consistent." Qin Huaiyu thought he was hesitating, so he threw out his nirvana.

No one will have trouble with money, not to mention that Quan knows that he has no intention of refusing, so the two of them naturally appeared in front of Wang Yin.

"What do you call the old gentleman?" Wang Yin looked at him and asked.

"Mr. doesn't dare to be, the little old man knows everything." Quan Zhi hurriedly said respectfully.

"You know it all? What mess? Wang Yin was stunned for a moment: "I'm asking what your name is." ”

"The little old man's surname is Quan, so I know." Quan Zhi hurriedly explained.

His name did cause him a lot of embarrassment and trouble, but fortunately, he got used to it after a lot of experience.

"I see." Wang Yin gave him a thumbs up: "Ling Zun is really a genius!" ”

"I've got a book here, see if you can say it." After Wang Yin finished speaking, he took out a systematically translated Datang text version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Quan Zhi took the book with both hands, took it in his hand and read it carefully.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are being laughed about... The first paragraph of the opening made Quan Zhi stunned.

A majestic feeling came to my face, and when I thought of the name of the book, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Knowing that he was fascinated by watching there, Wang Yin didn't bother him, and sent Qin Huaiyu to Li You to see if there was anything he could help, while he continued to squint his eyes and pick up the dog.

Tile Building

Now the tile building seems to have become the first restaurant in Chang'an, and the guests in it are either dignitaries or rich businessmen, after all, the price is there, and the poor cannot afford it. Although the country is poor, there are still many rich people in Chang'an City, and it has become the norm to throw tiles and buildings.

"It's good that I came early." Feng Zhidai looked at the membership card in his hand and sighed.

It turned out that Wang Yin got a little benefit for these ten members, and there were ten members-only private rooms in the tile building, which were not open to outsiders except for members. So no matter when these ten people come, they don't have to worry about not having their own seats.

Feng Zhidai, who was full of food and drink, walked outside, ready to have some fun, but saw that the drunken immortal residence opposite seemed to be decorating, and even took off the plaque.

"Is this someone taking over the Drunken Immortal Residence?" Feng Zhidai was puzzled: "I don't know what it will change." ”

Thinking of this, Feng Zhidai walked over and asked the people working inside, "Is this here about to reopen?" ”

"Yes." The shopkeeper saw that he was obviously a rich man, so he said politely: "The owner said that he wanted to build a teahouse, and he hoped that the son would have more cheers at that time." ”

"Okay, we'll see you then." Feng Zhidai said a word and left.

In the evening.

"Lao Quan, how is it, can you say no to this book?" Wang Yin looked at the omniscient next to him and asked.