Uncle Du's eyes narrowed, and he picked up the phone: "Girl, what's the matter?" ”

"Uncle, I'll lend me the Yuan Tea House for an afternoon." Xu Xiangxiang is serious and serious, a little more rigorous than usual.

"Yuan Teahouse? Why use it? Uncle Du raised his eyes and looked, there were people sitting around, but it was lively.

The neighbors finally got together to chat, drink tea and play chess, this leisure and elegant old life, old and harmonious.

When Uncle Du received this call, he always felt a bad premonition.

Xu Xiangxiang saw that the scene had begun to end, and she hurriedly said to Uncle Du: "Filming." ”

"Shoot ...... Filming? Uncle Du was taken aback by her words: "What kind of scene?" ”

He doesn't have to do business anymore?

""Soul Fragrance, you should remember it, right? When I wrote about the spice shop, I wrote it with your consent, and it was constructed in the style of the Yuan Tea House. ”

She spent all day here when she wrote the book.

No, I just think it's clean and suitable for her codeword.

"I remember."

Of course he remembered that a few years ago, his old tea shop was not very popular, but this little girl named Xu Xiangxiang stayed with him for three days, and stayed all day.

"You girl...... Do you want to use my tea shop as your spice shop? Uncle Du understood what she meant, and he also knew her intention to call.

Xu Xiangxiang nodded: "Yes." ”

Uncle Du refused: "No, no, no......"

Xu Xiangxiang gagged him: "Give you money." ”

"It's not about money or money." Uncle Du was so anxious that he almost jumped to his feet.

As soon as he opened a teahouse, he usually received some old people, cultivated himself in his shop, and added a little bit of the atmosphere that they should have at that age.

He felt that was enough.

If Xu Xiangxiang brings someone here to film, after the drama is broadcast, the original taste of his teahouse will change.

"It's too late, we'll go over now." Xu Xiangxiang hurriedly explained and hung up the phone.

"Dudu Du......" Uncle Du looked helpless: "This dead girl ......"

In front of Xu Xiangxiang, he has no right to speak at all.

About an hour later......

Xu Xiangxiang took the crew to the Yuan Tea House.

After Xu Xiangxiang hung up the phone, Uncle Du had to clear the scene and let the neighbors go back.

"Uncle." Xu Xiangxiang got out of the car and was the first to run into the tea shop.

Uncle Du lifted his eyes, the frown on his forehead was a few more, his face was extremely ugly, he glanced at her coldly, snorted, and ignored her.

"Uncle, shall we remove the tea leaves from the shelves first?" Xu Xiangxiang approached the shelf, pulled out his favorite tea from it, and was asking Uncle Du's opinion.

The old guy pushed his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and continued to look at the newspaper in his hand.

Xu Xiangxiang: "......"

This old guy.

Xu Xiangxiang gritted his teeth silently, with a hippie smile on his face, and actually said with a bit of threat: "Can you withdraw?" If you don't withdraw...... I'll give it to them later, one jar per person. ”

Uncle Du paused, raised his old eyes, and glared at her: "You dare." ”

Xu Xiangxiang grimaced at him.

Uncle Du put down the newspaper, with a little vigilance in his eyes, and removed the tea leaves on the shelves one by one in front of Xu Xiangxiang.

Xu Xiangxiang knew that Uncle Du ignored her on the surface, but actually privately got the guests away in advance.