However, this mouthful, Ah Hua was stunned.

This black tea has a completely different taste from ordinary tea.

If ordinary tea is clear, then this black tea is mellow and sweet.

This black tea has less of the bitterness of ordinary tea and more of a sweet charm.

Ah Hua couldn't help but take another big sip.

It was the first time he had ever drunk such a special tea!

Soon, a cup of tea bottomed out.

Ah Hua hurriedly gestured to the side.

As soon as Ah Hua was recruited, a little guy ran over with a teapot and politely refilled Ah Hua with tea.

After drinking three cups, Ah Hua stopped unsatisfied, holding the tea and sipping it slowly.

Seeing this, the tea guest sitting next to him couldn't help but squeeze his eyebrows at Ah Hua and said, "Brother, the first time you came?" ”

Hearing this, Ah Hua also nodded.

Seeing this, the tea guest next door also smiled: "This Hu's teahouse has been open for three days, but I came here on the first day." ”

"On the first day, I drank several cups of black tea just like you."

"I have to say, the taste of this black tea is really special, but it's a pity that this tea can't be sold."

"If you can sell it, even if it costs a lot of money, my brother will take some home and taste it."

This is naturally one of Hu Changan's strategies.

This black tea can only be drunk in a teahouse and cannot be bought at home.

In this way, if the tea customers want to drink this black tea, they can only come to the Hu Teahouse.

Ordinary people drink tea, naturally they will not drink tea dry.

Not to mention, it is also necessary to call a few plates of melon seeds and snacks.

In this way, isn't there this consumption?

What's more, this black tea can only be produced in Wuyishan, Fujian, and the output is really limited.

Although Hu Changan has already planted tea on several hills in Wuyi Mountain, he will have to wait for at least three or five years for new tea to grow.

So in the past few years, the output of black tea is certain.

After supplying Hu Changan's teahouse, these black teas were almost consumed.

If you want to sell it in a large area, it will take five or six years at the earliest.

Ah Hua heard the words of his neighbor, and he was also deeply convinced.

If this magical tea can be sold, he will definitely buy a few catties to try it.

Not to mention anything else, at least when entertaining guests, this grade has gone up all of a sudden.

The neighbor sighed for a moment, and said mysteriously to Ah Hua: "But ah, don't be too greedy for tea when you drink tea." ”

"If you want me to say that the best thing in this teahouse is the storyteller."

"This Dream of Red Mansions is simply a rare book of gods in the world!"

"When I heard about the story, my eyes widened for fear of missing the storyteller's words."

"If you drink too much tea and can't hold back and go to the toilet later, then you will definitely die."

What?

How can this story sound so good?

When Ah Hua heard this, he couldn't help but be interested.

He already thinks this black tea is a superb.

Even if the storytelling here is unpleasant, I believe he will often visit here for black tea.

But what does this man say now?

This delicious black tea is not as good as the storytelling here?

What kind of storytelling is it that gets such a high rating?

Ah Hua's appetite was completely suspended.

At this moment, Shi Shiran walked up to a storyteller in a long robe.

Ah Hua fixed his eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but widen in surprise.

This turned out to be Mr. Bai from the Tongwen Teahouse!

You must know that this old man Bai is very famous in the storytelling world in Yingtian City.

In terms of storytelling ability, Mr. Bai can definitely be ranked at the top of Yingtian City.

In his mouth, even the most dry words will turn into a wonderful story.

It's a pity that this old man Bai is also very arrogant.

He is not interested in money at all.

What he likes is a confidant.

The proprietor of the Tongwen Teahouse also invited him a lot, and he reluctantly moved Mr. Bai to go out of the mountain.

What is the charm of the owner of this Hu Teahouse, who can invite Mr. Bai?

The reason why Hu Changan was able to invite this old Mr. Bai was naturally relying on "Dream of Red Mansions" in his hand.

When Hu Changan showed "Dream of Red Mansions" to Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai had only read three chapters, and he was shocked and said that he would tell this story.

Mr. Bai is also a person with artistic pursuits.

"Dream of Red Mansions" is definitely Mr. Bai's artistic muse in the eyes of Mr. Bai.

In order to be able to talk about "Dream of Red Mansions", Mr. Bai even said in public that even if the Hu Teahouse didn't give him a penny, he was willing to come to the Hu Teahouse to talk about the book!

However, Hu Changan naturally would not give Mr. Bai a penny.

The storyteller is the soul of the entire teahouse.

After all, people come to the teahouse to drink tea, not just to drink tea.

If you just drink tea, where can you drink tea?

A big reason why people come to the teahouse is because they can listen to stories in the teahouse and pass the time.

Therefore, this storyteller must be invited, and he must be invited well, to keep people!

Hu Changan generously gave Mr. Bai a monthly salary that was quite above the average.

Mr. Bai took this monthly salary, and he also smiled.

What's more, Hu Changan said that he still has several books in his hands that are of the same level as "Dream of Red Mansions".

When Mr. Bai heard this, he immediately signed an indefinite contract with Hu Changan.

He's going to work here until he gets old!

The king of heaven can't get rid of him!

Looking at Mr. Bai standing on the stage, Ah Hua couldn't help but have some expectations for the next storytelling.

Mr. Bai looked at the crowd in the audience, first said a few warm words, then slapped Xingmu and began to tell the story.

"Last time, Lin Daiyu entered the Rongguo Mansion......"

At first, Ah Hua was still a little distracted.

But gradually, he was completely immersed in the plot of the Dream of Red Mansions.

Under the leadership of the storyteller Mr. Bai, everything in Jiafu is like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding in front of Ah Hua.

When it comes to the highlights, Ah Hua will applaud along with the others.

Speaking of the low place, even Ah Hua, a seven-foot man, couldn't help but secretly wipe the corners of his eyes in private.

Immersed in the world of the story, Ah Hua is completely unaware of the passage of time.

Until Mr. Storyteller quits, Ah Hua is still immersed in the world of the story for a long time.

Pulling the little guy to the side, Ah Hua said unfinished: "I don't know this story, will you still tell it tomorrow?" ”

Ah Hua has already decided, no matter what, he will definitely come to listen to the story tomorrow.

He really wants to know the development of the follow-up plot!

When the little guy heard this, he also smiled slightly and said, "This guest officer, we will talk about it tomorrow." ”

"We have a total of three lectures a day. The first session is open at midday, the second is open at noon, and the third is open at Shen time. ”

"It's the same in every session, you just have to pick any time of the day."