Zhong Yanqing is now in his forties, his family is solid, and his ancestors left more than 200 acres of land and a few shops, a two-entry house.

Zhong Yanqing is the second son, and he also went to a private school to study, but he had no talent for reading, and his family did not expect him to go to school, so he went home to help the family do business when he was eighteen years old.

Now that his parents have died, the brothers have also separated, and his son has grown up, Zhong Yanqing is a person who likes to enjoy, so he naturally does not want to be trapped in the shop every day without moving.

The shop under his name was engaged in the grain business, and the shop was managed by a reliable shopkeeper, and the fields outside the city were tenant out. Zhong Yanqing didn't have much to do except go to the shop every once in a while to look at the account books.

He doesn't like to be bored at home, and he doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In order to pass the time, he would go to the teahouse every day to drink tea and chat with friends, listen to and listen to books, and live a very comfortable life.

On this day, after having breakfast as usual, he took the little servant and went out slowly, heading to the east of the city.

Originally, there was a teahouse nearby, and he liked to sit nearby. But the business there was not good, the popularity was not strong, and it was deserted, so he felt bored, so he gave up there and went to another teahouse two tea distances from his home.

"Hey, sir, look." Zhong Yanqing's little servant named Si'er pointed to the front and shouted.

Zhong Yanqing followed his finger and saw that in front of him was the teahouse he had been to in the past. At this time, the plaque on the door of the teahouse was wrapped in red cloth, and there were several big red flowers tied with red silk on both sides of the door, which was very festive, and a group of lion dancers were standing at the door, and the leader of them was talking to a ten-year-old child.

"Isn't this family going to marry? But isn't this a teahouse? How can you marry in a teahouse? Si'er said again.

At this time, the people of the lion dance team beat the drum "dong dong", four men dressed as two lions, began to dance, a boy in green clothes at the door ran to the firecrackers hanging on the side, took a little fire fold, "crackling", a burst of firecrackers sounded lively.

This sound immediately attracted many passers-by. In ancient times, the pace of life was slow, and there was a lack of entertainment, and a small thing could surround a large group of people who loved to watch the excitement. Now that there is such a loud noise, everyone will naturally not let it go. After a while, there were three floors inside and three floors outside, and the entrance of the teahouse was surrounded into a large circle.

Suddenly, the drumming stopped, and a man in a blue satin robe stood out at the door of the teahouse, struck the gong twice with a gong, and said: "Our teahouse opens today, and all fees will be halved for the first six days before the opening. Mr. Qian Dongbao, a storyteller in the teahouse, will tell you the new book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the story background is grand, the story is ups and downs, and the characters are wonderful, which is a rare good story. You might as well come in and listen. ”

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes, as soon as you hear the title of this book, you know that it is a story on the rivers and lakes. I love to listen to this kind of story, and it's much more interesting than those talented and beautiful people. ”

"The price is halved six days before opening, which is a good deal. There's nothing going on today, so you might as well go and listen to it. ”

......The man in the blue satin robe struck the gong a few more times, and said loudly: "Our teahouse not only has storytelling, but also double reed performances and cross talk performances, which are newly learned juggling in the capital, and the people of Beijing like to watch it the most, you might as well come in and see the freshness, and also know what the favorite juggling of the people of the capital is like." ”

"Learned in the capital? Hey, I'd like to take a look at this. ”

"Look, look. I'm not very interested in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", but I want to see what this new juggling in the capital is like. ”

"But no, if everyone else knows what's going on, we don't know, doesn't that make us seem unheard? Anyway, the price is halved, so you might as well go in and see how fresh it is. ”

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At this time, most of the idlers who were still walking slowly on the road were idlers like Zhong Yanqing, who had nothing to do, and as soon as they heard about the content of the book, they also heard that there was a juggling that everyone in the capital liked, so they planned to go in and take a look. Anyway, it's cheap, and it's not bad time, so naturally you have to check it out.

"Bang dang dang dang ......" The blue satin man sounded a gong again, and everyone pricked up their ears at this time, thinking that there was something new in this teahouse, so they listened to the man: "Today is the opening celebration of our teahouse, the auspicious time has come, and we will lift the plaque of the teahouse." ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the two people dressed as little two took a few long bamboo poles and handed them to the teenagers under the plaque. The four teenagers took it and picked up the red silk on the plaque together, and the four majestic characters of "Boyue Teahouse" appeared in front of everyone.

A burst of "crackling" firecrackers rang out at the right time.

"Look, the money on this plaque." Suddenly, someone saw the payment and shouted.

"Guan Lehe? He is the head of the Hakuyue Academy. This is a plaque written by Guan Shanchang? ”

"Boyue, Boyue, isn't this teahouse opened by the academy or Guanshan?"

Everyone started talking again.

Boyue Academy is the pride of the people of Lishui County. A small southern county town, but there is a well-known academy, and the proportion of students who are admitted to show talent or even lift people is quite high, and even students from Fucheng or other places come to study.

Therefore, whether it is Boyue Academy or Guan Lehe, the status in the hearts of the people of Lishui County is very sacred.

At this time, when I saw that the name was similar to the academy, and the plaque was still Guan Lehe's word, the people who didn't plan to go in were also moved, wanting to see what was different about the teahouse that Guan Shan always admired.

Although Zhong Yanqing has only studied in private school for a few years, he still respects his husband very much, and his youngest son has some talent for reading, and he was admitted to Boyue Academy this summer.

"Let's go, go in." He saw that the man in the blue silk robe had gone inside to invite someone, and hurriedly walked over.

"Hey, master, Master Li, they are still waiting for you over there." Si'er hurriedly shouted.

"You go and talk to them, or just call them over." Zhong Yanqing said, and the person had already entered the door of the teahouse.

Si'er hesitated for a moment, but still followed. He had to settle his master before he informed others.

Entering the teahouse, Zhong Yanqing was stunned. Because his home was nearby, he couldn't be more familiar with the teahouse.

But now, the center of the teahouse is separated by a railing, and there are desks and strange-looking chairs in it. The wooden chair is also covered with thick cushions and backrests made of dark red embroidered flowers, and it seems to be quite comfortable at first glance.

On top of that, in front of each chair, there is also a hot charcoal basin. In this cold winter, it is really a fairy-like treat to be able to sit in front of the brazier and drink tea, listen to books and watch juggling.