Huixian Yajing is located in a back alley in the downtown area of Shanghai. The Yuan store originally wanted to be quiet in the middle of the hustle and bustle. It was a good idea, but it didn't take into account the situation of the vehicles. The narrow alley, vehicles can't drive in at all, you need to walk It takes only a hundred meters of stone road to get there, and there are many old houses along the way, and dealing with the coal stoves at the door of some parents and mothers, which completely kills the business.
Even now Shen Ming finds it difficult to go to the teahouse with Yuhan. In order to conceal his identity, Yuhan has prepared 2 snakeskin bags for him, such as quilts and pillows, and a change of shoes and socks. There are actually two 30-kilogram dumbbells. In their words, Zhao Ergou's identity is set in "Special Security in the City", a standard special soldier background, retired from the army and worked as a mason for two years, and now he comes to Shanghai to join Ruonan.
Of course, in order not to waste effort, he also has time to train. Dumbbells are his training tools, and he takes them everywhere... Shen Ming is grateful to the eighth-generation ancestor of Platinum Ring who set up this identity.
But when he really came to Hui Xian Yajing, Shen Ming discovered that this is a 3-story old house in the shape of "口". The ancient decoration style seems to bring you back to the era of the Republic of China.
In the middle of the house is a square tea tasting area accompanied by rockery and flowing water. The natural marble tea table is 3 meters wide and 1 meter thick. With the stone benches around the tea table, it is like the ingenious workmanship left by Pangu when he opened the sky. things.
"Sister Nan!" Seeing Yuhan, the other tea artisans and waiters in the shop also greeted politely, as if meeting relatives.
Ruonan said that all the employees in this teahouse stayed together when they set up shop. At that time, everyone thought they would be fired. Unexpectedly, Yuzan accepted them and even raised their wages by 300 yuan. They even took care of the social security that the previous boss refused to handle for them.
If you have a good boss in your life, what more can you ask for? Everyone is also determined to take care of business with Yuhan, and the smiles on their faces are more cordial. The service is warmer and the business is better.
The first thing Yuzan did when they met was to ask everyone not to call her the boss, because like everyone else, she was an ordinary employee of the teahouse. I don't know who suggested it, so everyone started calling her Sister Nan. Whether it's Aunt PA in her 50s or the little girl who makes tea in the shop, Yuhan readily accepts it.
"Sister Nan, who is he?" Usually, Yuzan was a loner, but when she suddenly brought a hero named Shen Ming, everyone naturally asked curiously.
"His name is Zhao Ergou, and he is my distant relative. Although he is young, he is ranked according to seniority in the village. I will call him 'uncle'." convincing.
"Such a young uncle?" A young tea art teacher walked up to Shen Ming in surprise, and looked him up and down.
"Hehe, good boy, uncle treats you to a lollipop!" Shen Ming smiled shamelessly.
"I hate it! Big hooligan!" The little girl blushed and hid behind Yuhan.
"Uncle Dog!" Yuhan shouted helplessly.
"What's wrong? I really invited her to eat a lollipop!" Shen Ming took out a "Pearl Bead" from his pocket, and since the younger sister refused to eat it, he licked it himself.
"By the way, from today onwards, he will come to work. As a security guard, you should get along well with each other." Yuzan announced, and everyone looked reluctant, obviously Shen Ming's appearance as a migrant worker frightened them.
"What's the matter? Don't you always complain that there are no male workers in Huixian Yajing, and you suffer a lot from moving goods? I found it, and I'm still picky. Do you want me to beat you?" Yuzan pretended to be angry, and already It's her most stern appearance, and everyone doesn't say anything, after all, Yuzan is the boss here.
"Thank you, where can I go through the entry procedures? I have long wanted to be a great and sacred job as a security guard." Shen Ming laughed with a snakeskin bag on his back and a lollipop in his mouth.
Ten minutes later, Shen Ming finally changed into a security uniform, which turned out to be a Tang suit, which was ten grades better than his dirty military green clothes.
Sure enough, people rely on clothes, and they rely on money to dress. Now Shen Ming looks like a dog. And Yuzan also changed into work clothes, a set of white long cheongsam with slits on one side, a delicate lilac chrysanthemum on the satin cheongsam, double ponytails were also raised high by her, and she was wearing 13cm high heels , she is even more beautiful than any star in the beauty pageant. Compared with her, the other tea art masters are like lumps of moving Xiang, and Shen Ming is a little dumbfounded.
"Stay Ergou, our sister Nan looks good!" The little tea art teacher who hadn't eaten a lollipop just now stepped forward and teased. Shen Ming knew her name was Yue Tong, and she was only 18 years old.
"What's wrong with being good-looking? Why don't you just call me uncle." Shen Ming's role as a farmer is still quite the same.
"Old man, I can tell you have never stayed in a big city." Yue Tong sighed and patted Shen Ming on the shoulder, "Who in modern society talks about seniority? The money will be kneeled down to the uncle, get used to it sooner."
"I don't understand the rules you mentioned. I only know that the rules of my ancestors can't be lost. Although I have taken refuge in her, I still make money with my strength. It's not shameful. She still wants to give me New Year's greetings during the holidays." Shen Mingniu coaxed.
"Hey, stupid, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, go and sweep up the garbage at the door!" Yue Tong was originally the latest newcomer in the tea house, and she has only been in Huixian Yajing for a month, and everyone ordered her to do things. Now It was so comforting to finally have her turn to command.
Shen Ming's mouth is unforgiving, and he does things unambiguously. He sweeps the street with such vigor that it's like a sandstorm is blowing up on the spot. It was the uncle of the Eighth Route Army who came to visit the house again.
For these, Yuhan saw everything in her eyes and smiled without saying a word.
The tea house has been making preparations all morning, cleaning up the private rooms, cleaning the tea sets, preparing mountain spring water, and so on. It wasn't until after lunch time that no guests came to the door until around 2 pm. Most of them were middle-aged people with fashionable clothes and big waists. They were men and women, talking and laughing. They also have fixed tea masters in the familiar boxes, and they will not change under normal circumstances. Drinking tea is not like a nightclub where you like the new and dislike the old. Tea lovers generally like a kind of tea, or a tea master's brewing method, and they are no longer willing to change it. It is far more loyal than marriage.
Shen Ming knows a little about red wine, but he hasn't had the opportunity to experience tea art in so many years abroad, so he knows very little. But standing at the gate and watching the door, he occasionally looked back at the hosta in a white cheongsam making tea, always feeling as if he was watching a dance.
She was sitting in front of the huge stone tea table in the atrium of Yajing, brewing tea with the ancient ceramic tea set. Under the sun, the slowly rising heat lingered around her fingers, and the sound of the tea being poured was like the sound of a piano Mianmian, even with a glance at her steps, she is still picturesque with a slight smile.
Just when Shen Ming was obsessed with watching, there was a killing intent outside the door. Shen Ming turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man walking slowly with one hand in his pocket, followed by four people, three men and one woman. Looking at the calluses on their finger bones, their skillful steps, and even breathing, you can tell that they are all Lianjiazi, and they are all warriors who have seen blood.
With the protection of these four people, even if it is a silver nail, don't even think about invading his side, unless you want to break a few bones.
Shen Ming has also met many bosses, including the top gang leaders abroad, but only Liu Qingcheng in front of him, like Heilong, does not look like a gangster. Heilong just doesn't look the same, but when he speaks and acts, he is more powerful than any underworld. And Liu Qingcheng is completely different from head to toe, from the inside to the outside, even more like a decent businessman like Fang Shiquan appearance.
"Little brother is new here? Have you never seen you?" Liu Qingcheng saw Shen Ming and greeted him very kindly.
"Hello, welcome, please, there is a big seat." Shen Ming recited the welcome formula formulaically.
"Thank you." Liu Qingcheng didn't mind Shen Ming's poor service, and motioned to the female bodyguard beside him to put 200 yuan into Shen Ming's hands.
Without anyone's reception, the smiling Liu Qingcheng walked directly to the boulder tea table in the atrium as if he had arrived at his own home, with his hands behind his back.
"Ruo Nan, Ruonan, you must be the most individual tea art master I have ever seen. In the past, no matter which tea house I went to, those tea art masters would go to the street to open the door for me in person, and then greet me all the way to the tea table Before, you can look at me without getting up." Liu Qingcheng's words were full of blame, but the smile on his face never faded, not to mention how happy he was to meet Yuhan.
"Tea masters are selling craftsmanship, not flattery. Why are you so shameless? Drink this cup of white silver needles to moisten your throat first. I have already chilled it." A cup of white tea from the block was handed to Liu Qingcheng.
"It's just right, I ate spicy at noon to relieve the taste." Liu Qingcheng sat opposite the jade hairpin, picked up the teacup and tasted it lightly, and then drank it quickly. The cold tea has the unique aftertaste of white tea, which is refreshing.
"How does it taste?" Yuzan asked with a smile.
"The cool feeling is quite comfortable, but the taste is a bit weird, with an indescribable bitterness, not like the white silver needles I usually drink." Liu Qingcheng understands tea, and he is definitely not simply pretending to be a boss.
"Of course not. The pekoe tea you usually drink is more than 7 years old. The fermentation and taste are excellent, but this year's new tea, the bitterness has not faded away, just like a boy who is suffering The torment of the society, waiting for time to experience and become an adult. Seeing that you have been talking with a sad face and old-fashioned look recently, I specially use this 'Lengtouqing' tea to help you recall the vitality of youth, the bitter youth, and the sweetness is also sweet."
"You, you are naughty again. You are the only one in the world who dare to tease my tea master like this." Liu Qingcheng really showed a knowing smile, and his love for Yuzan was beyond words.
"What do you want to drink today?" Yuzan asked after getting to the point.
"Okay, since you want me to remember bitterness and sweetness, then drink something cheap, and have a pot of 'Yangyan Goose Yellow' (green tea, 8,000 yuan per catty, there is no market →_→). "
"The goose yellow is not bitter at all... okay, I won't talk to you anymore, the goose yellow is just the goose yellow." Yuhan smiled and got up to get it.