Chapter 12: Teahouse Wisdom 1

When did the teahouse start, there is no clear record in the historical data, there is a saying that "Wuyang sells the tea" and "cooks the utensils" in the Han Dynasty Wang Bao's "Servant Covenant", but this is a dry tea shop, it is generally believed that the prototype of the teahouse appeared in the Jin Yuan Emperor, the Tang Dynasty began to sprout, the Song Dynasty formed a certain scale, and the Ming and Qing dynasties finally reached their peak.

By the time of the Qing Dynasty, different types of teahouses began to form according to the differences in function. The teahouse, commonly known as the Qing teahouse, is mainly a teahouse, and the customers are mostly literati and scholars, so the shop hall is generally very elegantly arranged, the utensils are clean, and the four walls are hung with calligraphy and paintings.

There is also a kind of teahouse located in the suburbs, which is called the wild teahouse, this kind of teahouse, only a few low earthen houses, the tables and stools are made of earth, the tea house is made of sand pottery, the equipment is very simple, more like a place for spring walkers and travelers to rest.

There are more of a kind of teahouse that sells tea and snacks, tea food, and even operates alcohol, commonly known as meat shop teahouse, which has the nature of tea, point and rice in one, but the food sold has a fixed routine, so it is different from the restaurant.

The most common and popular type of teahouse is the teahouse that also serves storytelling and singing, also known as the book teahouse. They are actually the prototype of the opera garden. The earliest theaters were collectively known as tea gardens, which were places for friends to gather to drink tea and talk, and watching plays and listening to books was only incidental. Chunniang Teahouse falls into this category.

If there are 3,000 idlers in Jubao Street, ninety percent will be keen to soak here, and even if one percent does not enter the store, they will circle around the store all day long. Simao wandered around early in the morning, and saw a strip-shaped rectangular table at the door from afar, Xu Sandao leaned on a circle chair, holding the old smoking gun and was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, with a cup of tea in front of him, occasionally holding it up and smacking two sips, it was like smoking the backbone, occupying the first seat in a big way, and the people who came out and went in had to greet him, Xu Sandao pursed the corners of his mouth, and made a "um, um" sound from his nostrils like a convulsion, which was considered a return salute.

This kind of table is more common in teahouses in the south, and it is generally placed at the door of the teahouse, and it is called a horse-head table or a saddle table on the rivers and lakes. Simao once saw a northern merchant who didn't understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, sat on the first seat to rest, and was beaten. Jianghu gang negotiation and civil dispute mediation are all resolved at this horse-head table, and the south is called eating and talking about tea, so the person who can sit on the first seat must be the local Jianghu boss or a powerful figure. As for why this table is placed outside the door, there is no way to verify when and who the rules began, but according to Simao's research, there are no more than two reasons, one is that if you can't talk about it, you won't break the things in the store. The second is that the bosses sit on this horse-headed table, which is convenient for people to bow and worship, which can satisfy vanity. According to Simao's opinion, Xu Sandao enjoys this process very much, and every morning he has to sit on the first seat at the door, smoke a bag of cigarettes, make a pot of tea, and say hello to the passers-by "hum haha" before getting up to do something else. Simao felt that this was a stupid mentality, which was tantamount to shouting to the pedestrians on the street: "Eh, don't miss it, come and see the hooligans, hey......" Therefore, every time Simao saw Xu Sandao's ignorance and shamelessness, he would laugh irrepressibly from the bottom of his heart.

"Simao, come and sit, I have something to tell you." Xu Sandao saw Simao looking at his sincere smile from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help but be infected, and returned with a rare smile.

"Don't mind, third brother, can we talk about something? I don't dare to have tea with the third brother. Simao smiled and refused to sit down, and found a very high-sounding reason, in fact, he scolded in his heart: "It's not enough for you to be embarrassed alone, you have to pull Lao Tzu, and you won't play monkey tricks in public if you kill Lao Tzu." ”

Xu Sandao couldn't guess Simao's mind in his dreams, but it made sense to think about it, after all, talking about things at the table where he was eating tea and talking about things would not have a good omen, so he stood up lazily: "Okay, let's talk in the small house." ”

As he spoke, Xu Sandao entered the Chunniang teahouse, Chunniang was so busy that her feet did not touch the ground, directing the guys to set up the tables, chairs, benches, tea bowls and pans for business, and saw the first group of guests head-on.

"Senior sister, you're busy, do you want my brother to help?" Xu Sandao seemed to have changed his face in front of Chun Niang, with a flattering face, and his smile was more ugly than crying.

Entering the private room, the young man brought in tea and snacks without command. Xu Sandao seemed to be the master, and the expression of the horn dog in front of Chun Niang just now disappeared, and then returned to his own face: "Sit, Simao." ”

Simao sighed and sat down. He has a purpose today, the enemy will not move, I will not move, so he did not say a word.

"Follow the third brother, see that you have to take care of the two old ones alone, and there is no one who is doing business, it's not easy, the third brother is the most righteous in his life, I want to pull you, how about it, you can make a price." Xu Sandao looked at Simao with a sincere face.

"No, go about your own business." Chun Niang touched a soft nail, so she turned her face and put Xu Sandao aside. She caught a glimpse of Simao who followed up with her back feet, and snorted: "Simao, when did you start going to the teahouse early in the morning?" ”

Simao said with a smile: "Sister Chunniang, how can I have that life, the one who can afford to soak in the teahouse early in the morning has to be a rich and idle nobleman like Brother Xu, and my Simao is a bitter person who has to find a rut when he opens his eyes, and today is Brother Xu Sange has something to order, so he followed up." ”

Chun Niang seemed to have something to say and stopped, looked at Xu Sandao who was standing on the side, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and went to the back hall.

Simao watched quietly on the side, Xu Sandao looked at Chun Niang's graceful back, his eyes were fixed, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed his saliva greatly, like a cat smelling fishy, and couldn't help but laugh secretly: "Third brother, please." ”

Xu Sandao was awakened by this sentence, and pretended to cover up and said: "It's not easy for Chunniang to be alone......."

Simao didn't say anything, but scolded in his heart: "If you don't pick up the stubble, you won't be given a ladder to suffocate you." ”

Xu Sandao rents a private room in the Chunniang Teahouse for a long time, and pays money on a monthly basis whether people come or not, and this kind of private room rented by high-rollers for a long time is also commonly known as a small house. Although Chunniang ignores Xu Sandao, she will not be soft at all when she earns his money.