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In the picturesque scenery, in the small courtyard where Zhao Yi is located, there is a recitation.

“…… The so-called old man is in the twilight of his life, and he must have a young heart...... Jiang Ziya is eighty years old, and Lian Po is still on the battlefield to kill the enemy in his old age, so many martyrs are in front, we should all follow the example of ......".

In the courtyard, there is a table of eight immortals under the big tree, and sitting around the table are eight old men and women with gray hair who have reached their old age.

Zhao Jie's voice is sincere, his attitude is respectful, and he is reading the manuscript he wrote yesterday in a low voice, the content is detailed, the examples are clear, and with his chant-like voice, it is quite infectious.

After a lyrical and exhilarating speech, Zhao Jue looked up confidently and looked at the eight old people under the tree.

However, the confident smile on his face suddenly froze, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Why did you fall asleep again......".

Li Zhong stood aside and said with a sad face: "Steward, these old people are too old, and now that the weather is warm, they are easy to get sleepy, and it's strange that they don't sleep when they listen to your tune."

Zhao Jue sighed, walked back and forth in the courtyard, lowered his head and thought of a way, he had to let these old people remember these speeches, they were all 'stars' that Zhao Jue specially invited with great effort.

If longevity tea wants to be famous and have a shocking effect, these real birthday stars are the best spokesperson.

Just when Zhao Jue was thinking hard to no avail, Sun Heng walked in from outside panting, and said in a hoarse voice: "Water, give saliva first, I'm going to die......."

Li Zhong came over with a pot of tea, Sun Heng drank it directly at the mouth of the teapot, poured half a pot of goo dong dong, and then leaned on the big tree tiredly and shouted: "Steward Zhao, my old grandson has been talking for two and a half days except for eating and sleeping, and if it goes on like this, my voice will have to be finished."

Zhao Chu said with a smile: "This shows that the story you said is wonderful, those folks love to listen, you bring more tea, moisten your throat well, and then insist on it, it will soon pass."

Sun Heng gradually calmed down, swallowed his saliva, and suddenly saw the old people under the tree, and couldn't help but be curious: "Steward Zhao, what's the matter with these old men and old women?" ”。

"Oh, the guest I invited ......," Zhao said casually.

Seeing this, Sun Heng poured the remaining tea in the big teapot into his small teapot, wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and shouted: "Come on, let's talk about it again", he walked out, and casually hummed a drama: "Spring is bright and fragrant, peach and plum are fragrant and the sky is sunny." The birds on the trees can speak, and the sad spring woman sits in the orchid room ......".

"Whoa!".

The eight old men who were sleeping under the tree and were napping vigorously suddenly shook their bodies, opened their eyes, and looked happily at Sun Heng who was walking out.

"The singer is coming......".

Seeing the reactions of the eight old men, Zhao Yu's heart moved, and then he was overjoyed, and scolded secretly: It's so stupid, don't the old people love to listen to dramas!?

"Lao Sun, don't be busy walking first, come and read this passage and try to see if you can sing it in the way of opera."

Sun Heng was tired and unwilling to go out, when Zhao Yu spoke, he instantly swelled up with surprise, and hurriedly said: "My grandson relies on this line of food to eat, and has been in the industry for most of his life, and there is no song that I can't sing, I'll take a look."

So, soon, in the quiet courtyard, there was no more Zhao Yu's subdued recitation, but it became Sun Heng's very accented drama.

On March 13, a third of the time passed the competition.

On this day, crackling firecrackers sounded at the door of Li's Tea Shop, and a large number of villagers gathered here from afar amid the children's laughter.

Sun Heng was dressed in a brand-new long shirt, his head and face were cleaned up, he shook the folding fan, came out of the store, and bowed his hand to the villagers who came around.

"Thank you for your support, today is my sixty-second birthday, and the Li family tea shop specially held this special event for me to celebrate my birthday."

As soon as Sun Heng's words fell, there was a burst of exclamations in the crowd of onlookers, and everyone looked at Sun Heng up and down, their eyes widening and looking shocked.

A middle-aged villager standing at the front couldn't hold back and said, "Sir, what year did you just say how old you are?" ”。

Sun Heng raised his right hand excitedly, made a gesture of six, and said with a smile: "No more, no less, twenty out of sixty."

"Wow!" , the crowd was in an uproar, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Isn't it possible, how can I look at my husband who is only in his forties?".

"How can there be such a young old man, my grandfather is sixty-one years old this year, and he has been lying in bed and unable to get off the ground a few years ago."

"It is said that the people in the city live a long life, but this is too outrageous, is it possible that they have all eaten the elixir?"

Everyone looked at Sun Heng in disbelief, and the middle-aged peasant was straightforward and said, "Sir, don't lie to us countrymen, you are really sixty-two?" ”。

Sun Heng's face was unpretentious, and he said: "Why am I lying to you, I, Sun Heng, was born in the first year of Yuanqing, from Yuanqing and Longfeng, all the way over, after three dynasties, and now it is the twelfth year of the new emperor Deyang, isn't it sixty-two?" ”。

At this time, Zhao Jue came out from behind, bowed his hand to everyone, and said with a smile: "You appreciate your face, the small shop is shining, I just heard everyone talking about Mr. Sun's age in the back, if you don't even believe him, then the other eight old people here, I'm afraid you don't believe it even more."

As he spoke, Zhao Chu snapped his fingers.

In the back hall of the tea shop, the curtain was raised, and Li Zhong and a few buddies walked out with the help of the eight old birthday stars.

These eight people were wearing brand-new brocade clothes, with white hair tied together on their heads, pinned with hairpins, and they walked with a blazing demeanor without the slightest trembling.

As soon as the eight people came out, there was an exclamation in the crowd, and someone shouted excitedly: "I know the grandmother at the front, she is from Songzhen next door, I haven't seen her in the past few years, I didn't expect her health to be so good...... If I'm not mistaken, she would have been eighty-three years old this year."

"Eighty-three!".

Wine debts are commonplace, and life is rare for seventy years.

In this era, being able to live to be more than 70 years old is a symbol of longevity, the Great Song Dynasty is rich, and the average life expectancy of the people is only around 30, an eighty-three-year-old man, that is really one in a thousand.

The old people in the back were also recognized one after another, and everyone knew that these eight people were all villagers from nearby towns.

Zhao Jue saw everyone's shocked expressions, knowing that the atmosphere was successful, he quietly glanced at Sun Heng, Sun Heng understood, coughed, and said loudly: "Everyone, while everyone is here, in front of the special storytelling, I will sing a play with the eight old birthday stars here, I wish everyone a happy heart, and like these eight old people, they can live a long life!" ”。

"Good!".

The crowd suddenly became lively, listening attentively one by one, and eight elderly people singing, this is the first time!

There was a guy who could beat the gong next to him volunteered to ring the gong, Sun Heng personally pulled up the erhu, nodded to the eight old men, and then began to sing.

"Flying bear eighty is the phase, Lian Po ancient rare kills the enemy, the martyrs are in front, the descendants follow suit, the old man is thousands of miles away, and the martyrs are ......in their twilight years."

Sun Heng, the follower of the old man, sang in style, and the people gathered outside the store listened, feeling extremely fresh in their hearts, and they unconsciously hummed along.

The rhetoric designed by Zhao Jue was not long, and it was changed to a more concise lyrics by Sun Heng, and it was sung several times, and some people with smart minds had already memorized it completely.

After a long while, the song stopped, and finally the song stopped.

At this time, a guy came over with a tray, with a teapot and a bowl on it, and Zhao Yi poured the tea with his own hands and gave it to the eight old people in turn.

The eight old men raised the teacups together, looking happy, lined with splendid clothes on their bodies, looking like eight immortals from a distance.

Zhao Yu took a step forward and said respectfully: "The tea of our Li Mansion, after twelve processes, to remove the turnips, what is left is the essence of the spirit of heaven and earth, drink it can prolong life, it is called longevity tea with this tea, eight old people drink it, it will be longevity, longevity is better than Nanshan."

The eight old men drank the tea, nodded frequently, and exclaimed: "This longevity tea is so fragrant, after taking a sip, I feel ten years younger!" ”。

Sun Heng said with a smile: "A few brothers are so blessed, this longevity tea is unique to Li Mansion, although my grandson is a person in the teahouse, but he has always only drunk this longevity tea when drinking tea, and he has insisted on it for many years, so his health is not bad."

The attention of the onlookers at this time has all been attracted to the tea, and some of them have blazing eyes and ask tentatively: "Isn't this longevity tea very expensive?" I want to buy some for my mother."

Zhao Yu smiled and said kindly: "If this kind of tea is sold in other places, the cheapest is fifty taels and one catties ......."

"Ahh Fifty taels! ”。

"Let me finish speaking", Zhao Chu waved his hand and said: "Our Li Mansion is located in Huaning City, it is the villagers and elders of Huaning, who raised us people, and our workers, almost all of whom are from Huaning, the Li family has risen in this area, and you are the soil that gave Li Mansion the growth to come!" ”。

"Therefore, in order to repay the people of Huaning, our Li family tea shop is not here to make money, as long as the cost can be recovered and there is a small profit, this tea can be sold!"

Zhao Di's tone was high, and he instantly shaped the Li Mansion into a conscientious business firm that knew how to repay his kindness, and everyone's expressions were filled with faint joy, and their hearts felt warm.

"The pricing of longevity tea on Huaning's side only needs to ...... Ten taels and one pounds! ”。

In the end, Zhao Jue waved his hand firmly, and solemnly promised: "Whoever buys more than one pound of longevity tea, our store can also give a set of exquisite tea sets worth a penny of silver, we have small profits and quick turnover, and the supply may not keep up, but I can guarantee that as long as there is a stock, even if the fifty taels of Li Mansion in other places do not earn, I will first pull it over for everyone, and the folks and elders in our township will enjoy it first!" ”。