Chapter Twenty-Six: The Taoist Priest is Annoying

Li Mingfang was talking about the rise, and in the buzzing noise downstairs, the melodious voice of the teahouse guy suddenly sounded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Here, a few little guest officers, please sit upstairs."

A young and immature voice said: "Two pots of tea, eight plates of steamed buns, and two plates of melon seeds." ”

Then there was a sound of stairs, and about seven or eight people went upstairs.

In the sound of the stairs, the man's slightly impatient voice came again: "Hey, this Taoist master, please come here." Hey, don't go upstairs! There is a place downstairs. Feed...... ”

With the sound of stairs, eight young people with different expressions with foreign accents, some carrying boxes, some carrying burdens, but all of them looked unhappy sixteen or seventeen-year-old young people went up to the second floor.

The eight young men were all worried, and after going upstairs, they went straight to the empty table in the window behind Qin Chuan.

Closely following this group of young people, an old Taoist priest with white beard and black hair, dressed in a gray shabby Taoist robe that had been washed white, and a cyan burden on his shoulders, walked up to the second floor. Behind the old Taoist, the teahouse man stepped on the stairs with a loud bang, and trotted all the way to catch up with the Taoist.

After the old Taoist priest went upstairs, he glanced at the group of young people, and was about to sit down at the table diagonally opposite Qin Chuan, but for some reason, the Taoist priest was suddenly stunned, and his eyes were burning to look at Qin Chuan, who was turning his gaze.

The old Taoist priest's eyes made Qin Chuan a little curious, thinking why this Taoist priest looked at him like this, could it be that he had seen this Taoist priest somewhere?

At this time, the guy chased in front of the Taoist priest and was about to scold the Taoist priest for not listening to the greeting. How did he know that the priest didn't pay attention to him at all, the man only felt a flower in front of him, and somehow, the Taoist priest had turned behind him and strode to Qin Chuan's table.

The Taoist priest looked at Qin Chuan and said with a not very obvious Jiangsu-Zhejiang accent: "This donor, can you allow Poor Dao to sit here for a while?" ”

Without waiting for Qin Chuan to speak, Li Mingfang on the other side said dissatisfiedly.

"Dao Chief, we still have something to talk about, there are obviously still vacancies there, and we invite Dao Chang to sit over there."

Li Mingfang turned his head and was dissatisfied with the man who was afraid that the Taoist priest would lead Qin Chuan, and was already about to push the Taoist priest to leave: "Man, we have paid for this Taoist master's tea, quickly arrange a seat for the Taoist master." ”

Qin Chuan was also a little strange, this old Taoist priest had never seen it before, why did he seem to be very interested in himself, and he didn't sit in the vacant seat, but wanted to squeeze to his own table.

Before Qin Chuan could figure it out, the Taoist priest had already sat down in the vacant seat beside Li Mingfang, and he didn't see how to move, but as soon as he raised his hand, a piece of eagle flew out of his sleeve, and the eagle flew in the air without slowing down, and it fell steadily into the hands of the guy who stretched out to push the Taoist priest.

The guy was originally afraid that the Taoist priest would not be able to give much money, and he was reluctant to let the Taoist priest go upstairs, but if he wanted to stop him downstairs, he inexplicably didn't stop him, but now when he saw this piece of Yingyang, his momentum suddenly shrank, and the anger on his face instantly changed to a smile.

It's just that this guy was still afraid of disturbing the interest of Qin Chuan and the other three, so he nodded and smiled and said to the Taoist priest: "You still invite over there, if you have any orders, I'll go and do it for you." ”

How do you know that the soldier was not moved, but said lightly: "Just give the poor Dao a pot of light wine, and the extra money will be yours." ”

An ordinary glass of wine is worth ten or eight big dollars at most, but I didn't expect this to be a bit down-and-out old Taoist priest who made such a generous move, and the remaining more than 1,000 Wen was returned to himself! It's not just a joy for the guys.

But looking at Li Mingfang's face again, the guy couldn't help but feel embarrassed again.

The guy was struggling with what to do, and he didn't want Chu Yun, who was already full of anger, to stand up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to pull the Taoist priest up.

"Slow."

Qin Chuan drank Chu Yunfei, who was about to make a move, and pulled Chu Yunfei, who was still a little unwilling, to sit down, and said to the guy with a slight smile: "Since the Dao Chief is willing to be here, then follow the Dao Chief." ”

As Qin Chuan spoke, he reached out and took out two pieces of Yingyang from his pocket and handed them to the guy.

"Dao Changle wine, don't take ordinary wine, just pick up two pots of the best in your shop, and add two plates of good wine and dried fruits to Dao Chang."

At this time, the teahouse not only sells tea, dried and fresh fruits and all kinds of pastries, but also buys alcohol, which can almost be called a Western-style tavern with local characteristics.

Qin Chuan had time to observe the old Taoist priest carefully, only to see that the Taoist priest's complexion was shiny, and his eyebrows were phoenix-eyed, although the fine crow's feet between the eyebrows made people feel a little old, but he was in good spirits, and his eyes were shining, obviously the old Taoist priest was a rare beautiful man when he was young. What is very surprising is that except for a half-foot-long beard, the Taoist priest is spotless, and his eyebrows and hair in a bun are black and shiny, without a trace of variegation, and I don't know how this old Taoist priest maintains it.

Qin Chuan asked Chu Yunfei to fetch three teacups, poured a cup of Longjing with his own hands and handed it to the Taoist priest, the Taoist priest did not refuse, nor drank tea, and after putting the burden on his shoulders on his lap, he just flashed a pair of phoenix eyes and looked at Qin Chuan up and down repeatedly, but the look in the Taoist priest's eyes changed, sometimes surprised, sometimes confused, sometimes confused。。。。。。