When I arrived at Bai Yeming, I went back on the eighth day of the first month, gave me a look that you know, and then said, "If you don't come back at noon, I will send the medicinal soup." ”

Yu Junshen helped me get out of the car, and I saw that he had changed his official uniform, and I didn't know when he changed it.

There are a dozen tables in the teahouse, which are simple but clean. There are charcoal stoves burning everywhere in the building, sitting on a few large copper kettles, the house smoked a mixed tea fragrance, the smell is not good, it is not bad, the house is not very warm, it will not be very cold, the tea drinker occupies three tables, the second floor is empty, I only glanced up, the tea Xiao Er who led the sitting, directly stretched out his hand to the second floor. I think it's still early, and the guests haven't been on yet.

"Bao, what do you want to drink?" Yu Junshen asked in a low voice, "Tieguanyin doesn't have it." ”

"Haven't you started yet?" I only looked at the desk and chair for the storyteller in the middle.

"Soon." Yu Junshen helped me upstairs.

"Pot of flower tea, add sugar?" Sit down, Yu Jun asked me carefully.

"Jasmine tea? If you don't have it, come to osmanthus, and add a red date by the way. ”

"Osmanthus has it, Jasmine doesn't." Tea Xiaoer left in response, and after a while, he came back with a tea tray, and there were two purple sand teapots on the tea tray, only the lids were different, and the two sets of tea sets were the same, only small teacups that were not much bigger than coins? Cha Xiaoer put down the tea set and saluted, "Mo Ming took care of the tea stove for the two", he also followed a tea boy behind him, about ten years old, very delicate, holding a charcoal stove in one hand and a small copper kettle in the other, came to the table, saluted, put down the charcoal stove, sat on the copper kettle, and watched it boil

"What about Otoji and Hibiscus, what kind of tea do you drink?" I turned around, and the two hibiscus stood behind me, "You two sit down, or sit at another table, don't stand in the way." There was a little tea boy looking at the kettle. ”

Hibiscus took out her handkerchief, wiped the cup quickly, and quietly examined the teapot.

Yique learned to behave, and then sat down on the adjacent empty table with the hibiscus from Shanruliu, and then called for tea, and Xiaoer called for cloves and chrysanthemum tea.

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"When is the storyteller coming?" I asked the little tea boy.

"Mr. Cang was cold last night, and today he said to come later."

"Yique, if you can't stay still, go buy some snacks."

"My people are down there, follow, don't worry." Yu Junshen finally spoke again.

"If you want to go, go hibiscus." I glanced at the hibiscus.

"The slave and the maid are not going. Otojaku knows my taste, right? Hibiscus asked Otoji.

Yiqi nodded and stood up, "Master, do you want to taste the wontons on Granny Li's stall?" The vegetarian stuffing is delicious! After saying that, he knew that he had leaked his mouth, and smiled at me a little embarrassed.

"I'm sorry for you......" I sighed, "I've been eating meat for days, and you're hungry?" ”

Otochi blushed and nodded.

"Then you can bring a few more copies back, and send one to the eighth day of the first month in the house."

It's just that these are the same recipes as mine, etc., are they afraid of eating meat at the beginning and the month, so they all actively ran out to check the accounts? No, I have a small cafeteria for them......

"In the second and fifth months of the first month, did they all go out to check the accounts and dividends because they had the same recipe as ours?"

"The eighth day of the first month says that we are blessed and shared, these days our recipes are all meat, and the meat in the account is all the private money of the eighth day of the first month...... Anyway, we are not allowed to open a small stove privately. "Hibiscus added, the evil deeds of the eighth day of the first month. Otochi nodded.

Belch......

I'm sorry for you.

"Do you have any change in your purse?" I asked Otoque. Otoku nodded.

"Go," I turned to Yu Junshen, "and tell your people to follow." ”

Yu Junshen stood up and opened the window, and gestured down the street. Otoku trotted downstairs. Very cheerful.

"The water is good." The tea boy lifted the small copper kettle, added hot water to the two clay pots on the table, added water from the water tank placed by the window, added new charcoal to the stove, and then sat the copper kettle on the small stove.

After drinking the first cup, Yu Junshen didn't care about himself anymore, and he poured a cup of tea for me when I drank a cup.

"Don't keep pouring tea for me to drink, what if I have to go to the toilet in a while. It's cold, I'm used to-"

Hibiscus coughed, "Be careful! ”

Cha Xiaoer came up again, "I'm sorry, are you here specifically to listen to books?" Mr. Cang was cold last night, and his throat was speechless...... You see...... After a while, I sat down, and there was another gentleman who saved the scene to come and talk about it. ”

Yu Junshen immediately stood up, "Take you to another house to listen to the book?" ”

"Otojaku hasn't come back yet, and I don't want to move."

"It's okay to listen to what Mr. Rescue said."

"It's fine." Yu Junshen hesitated, and finally sat down.

At this time, three more tables of guests came downstairs, and one table of people had already opened their mouths to ask the storyteller. The beautiful woman at one of the tables brought the child here, and as soon as she heard that Mr. Cang was sick and didn't talk today, she immediately took the child and left. There was also a female guest at the other table, who seemed to have gone out with her brother, with a hood on her head like me, and before she could pick it up when she entered the house, she heard that Mr. Cang was not coming, and she was leaving. Cha Xiaoer said that Mr. Gu would save the scene, and the woman's brother grabbed her, whispered something, and didn't want to leave again.

Originally, the other table was also a little hesitant, but when he heard that Mr. Gu was coming, he also sat down to ask for a big pot of Longjing.

When I drank the third cup, Mr. Gu finally shook the door of the teahouse, with a mustache on his lips, resting very neatly, with his hair scattered, the hairband was not tied at the root, he couldn't see his appearance too far away, he was wearing a cyan wide-sleeved robe, and he seemed to be holding a closed fan in his hand. There were a few people at the table who greeted him, and his voice sounded okay, with the most basic characteristics of a storyteller - a good voice, if it was a voice-controlled, it would definitely be clawed. Yes, I'm Yan Kong.

"Raunchy, why don't we change it?" Yu Junshen said.

Mr. Gu below cleared his throat, "Everyone, I'm here to save the old man again today, do you have anything you want to hear today?" Is no one talking? Then I'm talking nonsense, whatever I want. ”

"I heard that the eldest princess bought a few entertainers? Have you heard of Mr. Gu? A female guest spoke.

I'll rub it, this Gu Gongzi won't be a professional gossip storyteller, right?

"Uh, there was a drunken time in the next time, and after a fall, I went to save the Suiju Building, and I said that someone broke the corner of my mouth and the corners of my mouth were broken, do you know?"

"I don't know!" Several people said in unison.

"One day I drank too much, fell on the way to save people, limped into the Suiju Building, was ridiculed, said a few big words, was slapped by someone, my lips were cracked, and I leaked for several days - not to mention drinking...... So can't be nonsense. ”

"And what did you say?"

"I don't dare to say it again, I don't dare to say it anymore. However, I'll talk about the ransomed sons in this art gallery. I know all the artists in the Artist's Pavilion, and none of the redeemed ones can get into the eyes of that person? The best-looking one is also the middle and upper capital, and it is impossible to be a character who can enter the eyes of the eldest princess. Although the sons in the artist's son's hall are not mediocre, those few are the least brilliant. ”

The eighth day of the first month! Who did you find for me? It was shaken by the eighth day of the first month! Hum!

Wait-he said that he was beaten up, it couldn't be Yu Jun's cautious hand, right? Otoku isn't here, otherwise he must know......

Yu Junshen slowly poured the cup to wash.