South Market, Huaxing Field, Bagua Street

The rickshaw driver was wearing a shirtless shirt and a towel around his neck, and he was running with beads of sweat, and he looked back and smiled:

"Miss, although this gossip street has only been built for five or six years, it is not as good as other old streets, but this is the most lively boundary in Fengtian, I heard the brothers who ran the foot said that there are more than 200 shops here, and even the United States, Germany, Japan, and Russia have 30 foreign houses.

"However, I see that you don't look like a bitter person dressed elegantly, and the delicacies may not be able to enter your eyes, you might as well try the snacks of Bagua Street, the chestnut cake of Juxiangfang, the dragon whisker cake of Demelo Village, and the sweet bean milk like honey, which is a must, and it tastes sweet and delicious, which is called an authentic."

Song Siyuan sat on the rickshaw, listening to the driver's words, and barely pulled out a smile: "No need, I'm not here to go shopping, just send us to Fuxian Teahouse." ”

"Okay~"

Seeing that he was not here to shop, the driver had no money for tea when he pulled people to the shop, his enthusiasm on his face subsided, and he pulled the car forward.

Two rickshaws walked into Huaxing Field from Kenyong Road, and then passed through the hotel by the square, and immediately came to the Fuxian Tea House!

Gave the copper plate and walked into the lobby.

Although the Fuxian Tea House in the past is not as good as the four major hotels, it is also a well-known signboard, but the lobby on the first floor is not full at all, and the guests who come to drink tea and listen to music sporadically are also of little interest!

Today, Song Siyuan wore a coarse cloth skirt to avoid swagger, and was deliberately as ordinary as Yue Guanchao.

Seeing them wearing coarse cloth clothes inside, the little brother who ran the hall smelled this poor sour smell from afar, and he didn't want to move at all, so he picked up a towel and stood by the wall and patted his apron at will!

Snobbery, I understand...... Yue Guanchao and they looked for their seats, and a shout came:

"Big brother and sister, what are you drinking?"

He paused and looked at the trotting hall in a short coat.

Not very old, fifteen, sixteen or seven, but he is a clever child, and the other runners are still wiping the table, so he runs over and shouts!

Yue Guanchao's mind moved slightly, he couldn't let such a warm person suffer, he threw out Yuan Datou and sent it to this little brother:

"Little brother, take us to the teahouse box."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the trotting hall who were waiting for the distinguished guests lit up, but after all, they neglected people first, and they blushed a little, and secretly hated the trotting hall for stepping on shit luck.

The little brother was stunned at first, and then his eyes widened and he grinned:

"Hey~ Okay, please upstairs, guest, I'll make you tea."

went up to the second floor and entered the elegant room, just in time for the storyteller to come on the stage.

On the stage, the long black lacquer table was covered with a brocade tablecloth, and an old man in a robe and horse coat stood behind the table.

The old man was wearing sunglasses, and he opened the snow-white silk fan, and the hall was shocked, and the whole house was silent for a while, so quiet that even a needle could be heard!

The old gentleman held a hundred-year-old cigarette and said loudly:

"Last time, I said, that Xue Pinggui was victimized by the traitorous minister Wang Yun, and the soldiers were about to go away to Xiliang, but unexpectedly they were secretly promised by the princess of the war to hire a horse and then ascend the throne.

"This situation, after ten years and eight, the poor prime minister's daughter, but she has become a yellow-faced woman......"

They listened seriously, and the trotting hall was full of smiles and walked into the elegant room with the tea tray in his hand, and the purple clay pot was steaming with hot water, and three cups of small cups were poured.

The good Jiuqu red plum was stirred by the hot water, the leaf buds rolled and trembled slightly, like bright plum blossoms blooming in the water, and the amber red soup was fragrant!

"This is the famous tea Jiuqu red plum in our tea house, and there are a few plates of pastries, dragon whisker cake, chestnut cake, sweet dates, spiced melons and fruits, you can use them slowly."

"Little brother, I remember that the downstairs used to be full, why is it that it is not half of the seats now."

Yue Guanchao and the second uncle often come to rest, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that the guys here were all new, and it was estimated that the old people were gone.

Probably like this, these guys didn't recognize him, speaking of Fuxian Teahouse opened at the same time as the four major hotels, and now this situation, I don't know if the owner has changed.

"Oh, it turns out that you are a regular customer, and I blame me for not seeing you clearly."

The little brother who ran the hall looked sorry, Yue Guanchao hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't blame you, I look like it's all new jobs, where have those old people gone." ”

As soon as he heard this, the little brother who ran the hall lowered his voice:

"Shh, the owner is not allowed to say this, I heard the shopkeeper say that this teahouse has not done well since the first half of the year, this is all according to the seat of the money, people are gone, there must be no money to earn, there is a doorway, all go to other new teahouses, there is no doorway, can only change to be a coachman, sedan chair driver."

Yue Guanchao finally understood what was going on!

When they sat on the rickshaw, the coachman had said that there were not many shops that had just been built here, but now the South Market is becoming more and more prosperous, and the fame of Bagua Street naturally attracts countless shops.

In this way, this time-honored Fuxian teahouse is naturally unpopular.

Although it was a bit inauthentic, Yue Guanchao became happy...... The teahouse is in difficulty, if you can help it come back to life, in other words, maybe it will be done.