Five minutes later, there was such a scene on the first floor of the teahouse - there were two figures, one large and one small, sitting on a table at the door, the big one was Lin Mo, holding chopsticks in his hand and hissing the instant noodles into his mouth, as for the small one next to him, it was the black cat mentioned last time.

At this time, the black cat was very busy, it put a plate next to it, the plate was processed by the ancestral craftsmanship of the Lin family - Laotan sauerkraut beef noodles, at this time it was sitting on the table, with two front paws to constantly pick up the noodles on the plate, put its mouth over to eat, but because it was not easy to grasp the noodles with its paws, it was so busy that it was not lively.

It didn't take long for a man and a cat to lick the dishes in front of them clean, and almost at the same time lay backwards in a posture very similar to Ge You's paralysis, squinting at each other.

"Meow"

"No, Xiao Hei, I made the rice, and I brought it over, and I have to work during the day, you hurry up and open the door of the store." Lin Mo spread out on the chair, and his back had turned into a strong 502 glue, which tightly linked him to the chair.

"Meow meow." The black cat was lying on the table, its body motionless, just stretched out its left front paw and waved it at Lin Mo, seeing that there was no room for negotiation, he could only get up from the table with great difficulty, jumped down, and then walked to the counter, pressed it on a turtle-shaped paperweight on the counter, and a piece of the back shell of the little turtle was pressed down, and then, the door of the teahouse slowly opened, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly shone in from the open door, and Lin Mo was still lying motionless on the chair, closing his eyes very peacefully, It's really like it's hung up.

The black cat saw that the door had been opened, and did not toss anymore, and directly found a sunny place on the counter, and the whole cat rolled there very relaxed and enjoyed this rare after-dinner time, but it still looked up at the figure that seemed to have hung up, and "meowed" again.

"Alright, alright, I'll get up to receive guests when they come." Lin Mo waved his hand, seeing that his little dried fish was guaranteed, the black cat didn't say anything more, as a black cat with pure blood, he had to rest more during the day.

After the door of the teahouse was opened, many people cast curious eyes on it, more of them are indeed the owners of several shops nearby, to say this maple leaf street, the most strange thing is this ancient mirror teahouse, it is not open all day long, every time, that is, every night from twenty-three o'clock to one o'clock the next day, the door will be opened and the lights will be turned on, and the posture looks like doing business, but there is no movement, except for a black-clothed boy shuttling back and forth in the teahouse, and then I can't see anything else, Only occasionally I would see a few animals rushing out of the teahouse, disappearing in the darkness in a flash.

There are some strange things about this teahouse, that is, the lights of the teahouse are very strange, standing in the distance and obviously looking at the teahouse is lit, but when you walk through the street in front of the teahouse, you still can't see the road under your feet, there have been people who also want to install a few street lamps on this street, but in the end they don't know how to end up without a problem, and no one has ever mentioned this matter again.

Wang Jian, the owner of Biyuxuan, is Lin Mo's neighbor, who operates some antique calligraphy and paintings, of course, there are few treasures, they are all hidden in the town store, and it is no exaggeration to say that everything you see is fake, but there are a few things with age, that is how many are new, how many are old.

This Wang Jian has been doing business on Maple Street for five years, and he can be regarded as an old man on Maple Street, when he came, Lin Mo had already taken over the teahouse and became the shopkeeper of the teahouse, the teahouse at that time was similar to now, most of the days were closed, and occasionally it would be open for a few days, but then it was closed again, but the difference is that Lin Mo at that time would not close all the doors of the store, but closed half and left half, and moved out a Taishi chair to lie in front of the door to bask in the sun, It looks like he is retiring after retirement.

Wang Jian will also come out to chat with Lin Mo when he has no business, the business of antique calligraphy and painting, it is not open for half a year, it is open for half a year, it is boring to drink tea and listen to music, and find someone who has nothing to do to chat, and since then he has met Lin Mo, the owner of the eccentric teahouse next to him, but he will not tell it in detail now.

Seeing Lin Mo, Wang Jian walked into the teahouse very familiarly, sat on the chair next to Lin Mo, and heard someone come in, Lin Mo opened his eyes.

"It's the old king next door, what? Looking for me to have a business? When Lin Mo saw that the person who came was Wang Jian, his eyes flashed with excitement, knowing that he could close the door for a long time after receiving a business.

"No, Brother Lin, I saw the teahouse open and came in to say hello."

Wang Jian's heart was full of tens of thousands of divine beasts, grass and mud horses, the black line on his forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched and he smiled awkwardly to find a step for himself, and his tone was very respectful, but he knew the ability of this teahouse owner, but he didn't dare to offend this young man who looked like a salted fish, but was actually a salted fish who had the ability but didn't want to turn over.

"Oh"

With an indifferent response, Lin Mo, whose eyes were originally shining, was like a deflated ball, and he stepped on it softly again and seamlessly connected with the chair again.

Wang Jian touched his nose, looked around, and quietly retreated, but he was not angry, it is normal for people with ability to have a bit of a strange temper, and from the very beginning when he first contacted Lin Mo, the other party was like this, but there was no sense of anger that dignity was hit, after all, he didn't care much if he was used to the blow, and the purpose of his coming here today was to brush up on a wave of existence.

Not long after Wang Jian left, a pair of men and women walked into the teahouse, looked around, and finally found Lin Mo, the salted fish, the woman reached out and wiped it on the table, found that there was no dust on the table, nodded with satisfaction at the man, walked to a table and sat down, and the man came to Lin Mo's front, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table.

"Man, get up, bring us a pot of tea, and some snacks and refreshments."

Lin Mo, who was woken up, stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the counter, and saw a big price notice posted on the counter, which read: 30 yuan for ordinary flower tea, 400 yuan for Maojian, 2,000 yuan for West Lake Longjing, Xinyang Maojian, Anxi Tieguanyin, Dongting Biluochun, and 5,000 yuan for Lushan Yunwu Tea, Junshan Silver Needle, and Wuyi Rock Tea. The small shop does not provide refreshments, welcome to bring your own, garbage is collected by yourself, and there is a trash can fifteen steps left when you go out.

Looking at this price list, the man's wallet trembled slightly, and his finger pointed at Lin Mo and spit out the "six-character mantra": "You are a black shop!" ”

"Flower tea, thirty" Lin Mo's expression was a little gloomy, and the strength in his body lost ninety percent again.

"Okay, let's have a pot of flower tea. Where can I pay my bill? The man glared at Lin Mo fiercely, but Lin Mo pointed to the direction of the counter indifferently, slowly got up and walked towards the back, without any intention of settling the bill for the man.

At first, the man thought that there was a salted fish lying on the back of the counter with this guy, but when he walked to the counter, he found that there was only a black cat at the counter, and the cat looked up when he saw him, and then his paw clicked on the QR code next to him, the man subconsciously took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code, paid the bill, and then stretched out to the black cat to show it, as if seeing that he had paid the bill, the black cat went back and waved his paw at the man, as if to signal him to leave quickly, not to block his own sun.

The man returned to the woman with a blank face, and after the tea was served, they drank it and chatted about something first, but their eyes were always focused on the black cat on the counter, intentionally or unintentionally.