The old teahouse, the door is full of birds.

There were only three or five tables in the empty lobby of the teahouse, and even the old man who was telling the story at the front desk had not yet laid out his business.

When you go head-on, you can see a couplet in the hall - don't talk about state affairs.

Fu Qiu glanced at the hall and knew that he had come early.

The teahouse he chose was full of friends on weekdays, and all kinds of sects and nine streams gathered.

The boss is slick and makes the teahouse prosperous.

"Master, please go inside."

The little two in the hall were sharp-eyed, and at a glance they could see Fu Qiu, a high-roller, and took it towards a fixed position on the second floor.

This location is good, and you can see the lobby below at a glance.

Fu Qiu glanced at him and slapped a few corners on the table.

Xiao Er hurriedly took it into his arms, bent down and smiled, even more respectful.

Sitting down in a fixed position on the second floor, Fu Qiu said casually: "In the past two days, there have been fewer people." ”

"It's not like it's getting colder."

Fu Qiu nodded: "Yes." ”

Weather is also an important issue.

At this time, the weather is getting colder and colder, and no one is willing to go out.

Even if the entertainment is monotonous, I would rather stay at home, and it is a big deal to hold my wife and have children.

"Old rule, let's serve tea."

"Okay, master!"

From time to time, the shopkeeper surnamed Wang personally lifted the teapot and walked up, served tea for Fu Qiu, and said thank you for taking care of the business.

Fu Qiu lifted the teacup and looked at the three or five tables of tea guests below.

Among them, some of them were dressed in thick robes, hats, and carrying bird cages, and looked out with contempt and the surrounding tea customers.

At first glance, these are businessmen and wealthy families who come to have a cup of tea, looking for some superiority and having some fun.

Some of them wore plain torn jackets, and a few big bowls of tea were drinking tea, laughing and chatting.

At first glance, these are idlers who have a little spare money in their pockets and are really bored at home.

Fu Qiu drank tea for a while.

More and more men covered their hands, wrapped their clothes tightly, and walked quickly towards the building.

The building gradually became lively, and all kinds of three religions and nine streams began to gather in it.

No way, there is really not much entertainment in this era.

Drinking tea, chatting, listening to books, listening to operas, visiting kilns......

But in the winter, what kiln do you visit during the day? Don't like to freeze your butt? The facilities of those private kilns and dark kilns are far inferior to those of Chunfeng Building.

On the whole, it is still the most cost-effective in this teahouse!

Not only can you drink tea and chat, but you can also listen to books......

At this time, the old storyteller in the front hall also began to set up, he set up the chair and table, put his hand into his arms, and took out a white handkerchief.

And the bread in the handkerchief is a piece of waking wood in the view.

Xingmu is not only used by people in the music industry, but also by people in other industries.

took out another folding fan, asked Xiao Er to find a teapot, poured a bowl of water from it and put it on the table.

That's all you need.

The old man coughed twice, held the waking wood and patted it, and listened to the sound of "pop"!

This movement was very abrupt, and the people in this room instantly focused their attention on the old storyteller.

I saw that the old man was sitting precariously, his eyes did not squint, and he still copied a black waking wood tongue in his hand:

"The article is self-inflicted, and those who are biased towards evil knowledge are light."

"Forcibly distinguish tungsten punishment is not the right way, and it is not true to eat bait by mistake."

"I am good at seeking my own ambition before my death, and I am stubborn about leaving my name after death."

"Seeing the deceased son being shackled, I know that heaven is clear."

Xing Mu picked it up, and the old man landed on the table lightly:

"Smack!"

"Today, let's listen to the old Tao and say that it is difficult to be fair."

"There is a way to be famous when he was young, to be brilliant in his writings, to be cautious in his words and deeds, to be discreet, and to be diligent and thrifty for the people...... If he dies that year, who knows the truth of his life? ”

The old man quickly told the story of Wang Anshi, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty.

Fu Qiu also listened to the story and said Yue, Sui and Tang, they are all used to hearing it, but this popular is a bit interesting.

From time to time, I saw a middle-aged man wearing a long shirt and a long face with a round hat, he was holding the shopkeeper's hand, looking at palmistry, and muttering in his mouth, which caused the shopkeeper Wang's face to smile.

"Fortune tellers?"

Fu Qiu's heart became interested.

Before, he thought about whether to set up a stall to tell fortunes for people, and he happened to practice hypnosis, but then he was troublesome, so it was gone.

Fu Qiu raised his hand and called Xiao Er.

"That's a fortune teller?"

Xiao Er glanced at it and pouted: "That's Tang Tiezui, he eats with one mouth, he has been drinking white tea back and forth over the years, even if he meets people, he will come when he opens his mouth, and he likes to show people ......"

Soon, Xiao Er sold the bottom of Tang Tiezui cleanly.

Fu Qiu smiled: "That's not allowed?" ”

Xiao Er thought for a while: "Auspicious words can still be said, but our shopkeeper said that if he can't quit smoking, don't think about good luck for the rest of his life." ”

"If you're interested, I'll call you."

Smokers?

Fu Qiu immediately lost interest and waved his hand: "Forget it." ”

Just be able to observe words and colors, say auspicious words, then just look at it, it's not very interesting.

After drinking tea for a while, I looked at the three religions and nine streams in the building.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Fu Qiu shook his head and walked towards the door.

Went out and walked for a while.

Suddenly, a fashionable woman wearing a cheongsam, draped in carelessness, and curly hair bumped directly into her with a leather bag.

Fu Qiu frowned and avoided it, and the woman twisted and fell directly to the ground.

"My foot is broken!"

The woman looked at Fu Qiu pitifully.

Fu Qiu frowned and pointed to the side: "Where is the rickshaw?" ”

With that, he turned and left.

After a while, the woman couldn't see Fu Qiu's back at all, so she reluctantly got up.

After calling a rickshaw and passing through several alleys, the woman got out of the car, walked to a courtyard, and knocked on the door.

Knock knock~

A man in a white lab coat with a long white beard opens the door.

"Didn't work out?"

The woman nodded: "It's like a piece of wood, I don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." ”

Kuang Yimin shook his head: "I've walked around the Red Mansion in Jinmen, how can it be wood?" Lustful but restrained.,It's a character.。 ”

Crescent Moon Red snorted softly: "I'm still with the silly boy who likes Liu Bai Ape." ”

Kuang Yimin smiled: "But Liu Baiyu is just a martial artist after all, and the surname Fu is amazingly wealthy." ”

"It's over!"

A crisp voice exploded, and a figure pushed the door open.

Both of them jerked back, and the person they were talking to was standing in the doorway watching them.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Qiu glanced at the crescent moon: "Some people have come forward with their thoughts, so I naturally want to see the famous hall." ”

Kuang Yimin took a deep look at Fu Qiu, and had a new understanding of this Boss Fu, who was amazingly wealthy but did not show his prestige.

"Boss Fu is really a real person who doesn't show his face, but you came here alone, don't you underestimate me too much."

Before the words fell, the robes were together, and Kuang Yimin was already aiming at Fu Qiu with a pistol in his hand.

The crescent moon also showed some smugness in her eyes.

This Boss Fu took the initiative to send it to the door, which saved trouble.