The old and young masters in Sijiu City are mixed with thousands of industries, and they naturally have their own pastimes on weekdays. But regardless of the status of the old and young masters in these hundreds of industries and thousands of industries, whether they are rich or not, they all have a common place to go - a teahouse!

The rich man entered the teahouse, and Dr. Tea, who was wearing a green cloth robe, immediately greeted him and shouted with a loud voice: "Hey, why is it early today?" The water on this big stove has not yet boiled, but the water sitting on the purple clay pot on the pine branch firewood on the small stove has just turned over the flowers, but it happens that you are here! Or will I prepare a private room for you and give you a pot of high jasmine? Or is it a small leaf Longjing bud? ”

Liba, who was carrying the work, walked into the teahouse, and the young man in short clothes who was carrying a large white iron kettle reached out and picked up the kettle weighing about 20 catties, and let the boiling water rush into the white porcelain teapot, and sent the high foam catechu to the rough wooden table with the coarse porcelain bowl that was polished black and shiny, and then said with a heart: "How many of you are still here for a bowl of rotten meat noodles?" Today's meat is stewed authentically, and the best southern sauce is used! ”

After that, whether it was the tea doctor who was in charge of the private room and could gag Lu Yu's "Book of Tea" on his back for two paragraphs, or the young man standing behind the counter who kept wiping the teapot and bowl with his hands and feet, all of them swept the scene in the teahouse with their ears pricked up and bright eyes. Estimating which private room should be served with snacks, seeing which teapot should be filled with hot water, it is never possible to greet a tea guest, and the tea doctor and the little guy can always appear right next to the tea guest at the moment before the tea guest raises his hand to drink.

Under such attentive service, no matter the military affairs or street conversations, the tea guests, regardless of whether they are high or low, all have a sip of tea, and the table is gently patted: "Have you heard?" ”

You don't have to deliberately look for someone to talk to, and immediately a close friend sitting next to you, or a tea guest who is only familiar with each other, will pick up the conversation: "What did you hear?" ”

Tapping the table lightly again, the one who picked up the head to speak immediately came to his senses, and his eyebrows lit up: "It's this morning!" I heard"

The surrounding audience immediately shifted their bodies towards the one who spoke: "Can you tell me more?" ”

After that, from walking into the teahouse and sitting down, to drinking up and down and ventilating and sweating slightly, it was almost just the kung fu of refilling a pot of tea three times. The tea guests either threw the two eldest sons on the table and went out to carry the work, or gently pressed the two tickets under the dim sum plate and then Shi Shiran paced towards the restaurant across the street, and everyone without exception satisfied two exactly the same ** - pouring out and listening!

From this point of view, those tea customers who have just seen or heard some news have always rushed to the teahouse with the most acquaintances and the most lively teahouse, and when they saw that the people were almost there, they also gently patted the table and started the first step to become the initiator of the topic today.

As usual, in the Songhe Tower, the most lively teahouse in Zhushikou, the young man just took off the door panel, and a few tea customers wearing long shirts walked towards the Songhe Tower step by step at the entrance of the street. Do you dare to know that you are going to come early? ”

raised his hand and threw out more than a dozen eldest sons, and a tea guest wearing a southern silk robe pointed at Dr. Tea and scolded with a smile: "Don't say that the tea in Songhelou is authentic or not, just say that your mouth, if you don't do Dr. Tea, you can go to the overpass to talk about cross talk to support your family!" Waiting! ”

With a crisp voice, Dr. Tea suddenly turned his face sideways and shouted into the Songhe Tower: "The private room is ready, the eight dim sum in Beijing must have just been baked by Daoxiang Village this morning!" Another pot of small leaves Longjing buds, remember to pick up before the rain! ”

Nodding with satisfaction, a few early tea guests slowly paced into the private room of the Songhe Tower. Before Dr. Cha, who was quick with his hands and feet, brought the dim sum tea, the tea guest in the southern silk robe couldn't wait to pat the table lightly: "How many of you, have you heard?" ”

Several tea guests sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals suddenly picked up the conversation in a playful manner: "What did you hear?" ”

With a long nail on the clean table of the Eight Immortals, the tea guest wearing a southern silk robe said very mysteriously: "As for the dragon whip of the head of the pole in Zhushikou, Xiong Ye, guess where it was hung yesterday?" ”

Almost invariably, a sneer squeezed out of the nostrils of the other three tea customers: "Where else can this hang?" There are eight streets around Zhushikou, which has always been a business that spends money, and the dragon whip of Lord Xiong can be hung at the door! Otherwise, which flower building does Master Xiong live in at night, the door is not unhung."

Laughing and waving his hand, the tea guest in the southern silk robe squeezed his eyebrows and pointed in the direction of Shuijing Hutong: "Shuijing Hutong, at the door of Najiuye's house, there is Xiong Ye's dragon whip hanging right now!" ”

Slightly stunned, a tea guest wearing a white jade wrench on his hand exclaimed in surprise: "Shuijing Hutong Na Jiuye? That's not."

Smiling proudly, the tea guest in the southern silk robe picked up the conversation unhurriedly: "Deshengmen Qi family, isn't that a distant relative of your family?" Let's just say that the autumn insect club in the forty-nine city, you haven't fallen in any year, right? I'm telling you this news today, is it worth the money for this pot of tea this morning? ”

Rubbing the white jade wrench on his finger, the tea guest with a somewhat nervous look on his face responded: "I can't write two words in one stroke, although the relatives of the Deshengmen Qi family are really a bit far away, but no matter what, they are still relatives, aren't they?" I said Master Mu, you also spend a lot of money on the bureau of the Autumn Insect Club every year, can you tell my brother about this matter in detail? Let's not mention this pot of tea, today at noon, Yanlailou, are all brothers! ”

Slowly and methodically, he watched the tea doctor who happened to walk into the private room and put the eight plates of dim sum on the table of the eight immortals, Mu Ye, who was wearing a southern silk robe, seemed to have not seen the anxious appearance of the tea guest surnamed Qi, but he took a sip of hot tea with the teacup in front of him, and then took the shelf and smiled: "I don't know much about this matter!" Anyway, I heard that Xiong Ye took his subordinates to the courtyard of Na Jiuye's house, and he went to Xingshi to ask for guilt! But after a meal, Master Xiong politely came out of the courtyard of Na Jiuye's house, and raised his hand to hang the dragon whip on the door frame of Na Jiuye's house! ”

Although there were no other idlers on the left and right, Mu Ye still leaned closer to the tea guest surnamed Qi who was listening intently to what he was saying, and lowered his voice and said: "I also heard that it was the fake monk under Xiong Ye who had a holiday with the new young man from Na Jiuye's family, which gave Xiong Ye a reason to come to the door to ask for guilt!" But then Master Xiong personally slaughtered the big dog who was following him with a knife, and drove out all the helpers under him, and had a good chat with the young man from outside the pass."

The tea guest surnamed Qi, who was frowning and wearing a white jade wrench, squirmed, but he didn't say anything!

According to the rules set by the gangsters who poke the pole and eat the eight directions at the mouth of the pearl market, once the dragon whip that symbolizes the authority of the pole leader is hung at the door of a shop, it means that the shop is under the protection of the pole leader. Before the dragon whip is removed, any disrespectful behavior towards this shop will be regarded as a provocation to the head of the pole, and will also be retaliated against by all the green-skinned thugs in the entire pole!

A person like Na Jiuye, at most, can be regarded as a bone under Master Xiong's chopsticks on weekdays, how can he be protected by Master Xiong?

It's hard to do it

Is it because of the bureau of the autumn insect meeting?!

Looking at the frowning and contemplative appearance of the tea guest surnamed Qi with some pride, Mu Ye reached out and grabbed a piece of freshly baked dim sum and chewed it with taste.

Although among the rich and noble families in Sijiu City, Mu Ye's net worth is not ranked at all, but the money for drinking tea and bathing every day and listening to the opera is enough, and there is even a few spare money that can be mixed in the ubiquitous gambling game in Sijiu City. If you win, you can give a set of head jewelry to the girl raised in your own house, and if you lose, it's a big deal to go home and throw your face in front of the yellow-faced woman, and you can cope with it.

But anyone who likes to play a few hands in various gambling games, in addition to having a lively brain and a unique vision, the most able thing is to receive news from all walks of life anytime and anywhere.

It's like what ordinary people know, the street oilers raised under Mu Ye's hands, and they throw a few small coins to control their eating and drinking on weekdays, if they really inquire about useful news, then Mu Ye's reward money will never pick the door!

As for this tea guest surnamed Qi, Mu Ye has long known that he is relying on the few bits and pieces that leaked from the fingers of the Deshengmen Qi family to eat, and even the porter of the Deshengmen Qi family doesn't treat him very well!

If you really listen to the news that you just sent out, then why don't you hurry up and smear the oil on the soles of your feet and go to the Deshengmen Qi family, and exchange the news you just heard for benefits?

Taking a sip of hot tea, Mu Ye unhurriedly reached out and knocked on the table: "I also heard that the fake monk under Xiong Ye, since Xiong Ye went out of the door of the Ninth Master, he raised his hand and rewarded the fake monk with more than a dozen crisp ear scrapers, until the fake monk spit out his back molars and crawled out of the well water alley!" If you really think about it carefully, how much friendship and how much benefit must be in this matter, so that it is worth being the person in the pole of Master Xiong to beat himself like this on the street? Listening to the person in the bear master's pole, he missed a sentence, saying that it was because of the seven insects? Old, what kind of rare thing is this shallow seven insect killings? ”

Startled, the tea guest surnamed Qi picked up the tea bowl in front of him, poured the hot tea down in one gulp, and grinned at Mu Ye and the other two tea guests with a fist: "The old people sit slowly, I'm in a bit of a hurry here, retire first and retire first."

Pretending not to hear Mu Ye's joking shouting that he would not be seen in Yanlai Tower at noon, the tea guest surnamed Qi quickly rushed out of Songhe Tower and rushed straight towards the huge mansion of the Qi family in Deshengmen.

Behind him, Mu Ye, who was leisurely tasting fragrant tea, sneered slightly, and raised his eyes to look at a wonton stall outside Songhe Tower. Next to the wonton stall, a green-skinned gangster who had already eaten several bowls of wontons for nothing was lifting the placket of his clothes and wiping his greasy lips, and raised his foot to follow the tea guest surnamed Qi

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