Mochizuki Teahouse, since the good-tempered shopkeeper Liu Zhao died violently for no reason, has not opened the door, some regular customers are regretting, this Liu Zhao is a good person, how did he suddenly die?

What is it that costs them the guests? It's nothing more than a pleasure, you serve me, then I spend money willingly. Liu Zhao has such a ability, that patting the sycophants, can make you not feel vulgar, and even a little honored, from beginning to end to hold you in the sky, whether it is eating, living or drinking, and no matter what your status and status are, as long as you come to the Mochizuki Teahouse, then you are the uncle, they often come, that dare to say that he doesn't fancy this?

It's a pity that it's dead.,There's no reason.,It's just that today's Mochizuki Teahouse opened the door for some reason.,Originally.,This person died.,It's possible that the teahouse was taken over by someone else.,But you can't even change a signboard, right? The people have never lacked the desire to watch the excitement, and as soon as the Mochizuki Teahouse opened, there were already people who wanted to see how sacred it was.

The result is an unexpected and reasonable young man, Zhou Zeyu, isn't this a young man who used to be a shopkeeper here, I heard that the relationship with Lao Liu is very good, could it be that he bought this Mochizuki Teahouse, but it's not right, since he is so rich, what kind of junior is it, could it be that Liu Zhao's illegitimate son?

There is someone who is familiar with Zhou Zeyu, so he couldn't help but ask curiously, but the result is true, if you don't believe it, there is no way, everyone has taken out the title deed, this doesn't explain the problem?

In these days, who can guess the thoughts of rich people, there are more people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers.

Minliu Street, where the Mochizuki Teahouse is located, is said to be big and big, but it's small, isn't it just those old people, this person knows, then naturally everyone else knows, some people say that Zhou Zeyu is weird, and some people say that Zhou Zeyu, a young man, has a good heart, knows how to repay his kindness, and he hasn't even changed the brand, as for more, it's not clear.

Zhou Zeyu didn't have the heart to know what those outsiders were talking about, in his heart, there was only one goal at this time, to earn enough 1,000 taels a month, of course, 1,000 taels is really unrealistic, so you can always get 100 taels.

The lobby of Mochizuki Teahouse, the kitchen, the guest room, and the backyard are still very messy, Zhou Zeyu is cleaning up alone, here are his memories of nearly four years, and the young man will wake up when he cleans up, just like the counter in front of him, Zhou Zeyu still vaguely remembers the scene of the first time he came here, Lao Liu stood here and looked at himself with a smile, and after listening to his words, he asked him, "You are not a joke if you are a guy who is ready to take the first academy in the world?" Besides, the shopkeeper is very bitter.

Zhou Zeyu's original words at the time were like this:

On the road to success, a person is not very tired to say that he wants to give up, and he does not take the eyes of others as a measure of success, the world is so impetuous, there are always people who have to grit their teeth and insist, if everyone laughs at this joke and that, then the world is over.

Later, he failed to be admitted, and Lao Liu didn't laugh at him, but he was a little embarrassed, so he explained that failure is not terrible, in fact, it is a blessing to fail more, I am not admitted now, but it is good to work hard, maybe it will take a long time, but it will definitely succeed.

Sure enough, he really failed again, and twice in a row, if he hadn't finally succeeded for the fourth time, he would have lost his face long ago.

After a busy day, Mochizuki Teahouse finally returned to its original appearance, Zhou Zeyu looked at his achievements with great satisfaction, and wiped his sweat with a smile.

"That's right, Lao Liu, I'm Zhou Zeyu, don't worry, that day you got drunk and said that you wanted to give me the Mochizuki Teahouse, I reluctantly accepted it, and I definitely didn't let it tarnish my reputation in my hands, I asked, Mr. Ye said that it doesn't matter whether you earn a thousand taels or not, anyway, this Mochizuki Teahouse is mine and didn't run, well, I think it's a bit rigid in your previous management, if it's me, I'll first invite the old gentleman who performs toad teaching back, and then find some music girls, fun and women are the most attractive things to consume......"

Zhou Zeyu chattered slowly like this, as if the middle-aged shopkeeper who had been with him for a long time was looking at him in front of him, and the young man finally closed his eyes and muttered.

"Lao Liu, let's go, wait, I already know where your grave is, and when the time comes, please drink, it has to be my own wine money!"

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The third floor of the Luyuan Library Building, although there are few books on this floor, there are thirty or forty divine weapons in the town, but it is not so desolate.

But in fact, in addition to these, there are many messy books and antiquities thrown into a pile on this floor, and Ruan Wenqi and He Junqi's task this month is this.

He Junqi's face is haggard, he rarely smiles, and he is strict and careful to the point of perversion, either he bows his head and takes the book, gets up and flips through the books, sorts out the categories, and receives the empty bookshelf, or he holds the antiquities and observes them carefully.

Ruan Wenqi has been paying attention to He Junqi with his spare eyes, looking at the girl's death-like spirit, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and then he was angry, how could the entire Southern Liang He De make such a woman so sad, are the male soldiers not good or what, the Northern Qi army said that they would fight in, and they didn't even have the ability to resist and resist?

Just thinking about it, he laughed at himself a little, he said that people are not good and not men, so is he himself? A scholar, even if he is a second grade, he can't lift a knife, not to mention that he doesn't even have the burden to show his beloved woman, isn't it even more cowardly.

The younger brother said that he was going to the battlefield, not so much that he was reluctant, but that he was cowardly, never optimistic about things, and stubbornly thought that his younger brother would end up dead, but who can say clearly in the future, you didn't do it, how do you know that the ending must be bad.

The young man thought, a little distracted.

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