Medical Unparalleled

Xiao Yu received a call from Li Lingyue and asked for leave from Dijing Medical College. Anyway, the teacher hadn't seen this student for a month. When Xiao Yu asked for leave, the teacher asked, are you my student?

One sentence made Xiao Yuxiu blush.

Others can't see the blushing, because our Xiao Yu's skin is relatively thick, and the average degree of redness can only be seen in the skin, and there is no abnormality on the surface.

After leaving the school gate, Xiao Yu felt the heat on his face slightly dissipate when a gust of cool wind hit.

After beckoning a taxi, Xiao Yu said, "Go to the nearest teahouse,"

In the past, when Xiao Yu was taking a taxi at the gate of the Imperial College of Medicine, he could smoothly arrive at Fatty An's teahouse by simply saying "Go to the nearest teahouse", and there was never a single mistake.

There was obviously something wrong today, Xiao Yumi stared at him when he got off the car, he didn't know the way himself, he had never known the way before, but it was obvious that the teahouse in front of him was not the place Fatty An gave him as a gift, Xiao Yu still remembers her own business clearly.

The teahouse that Fatty An gave to himself, today is the end of the trial operation, the day of the official opening, the change of the boss, it is natural to make a big publicity, this is what every business must do, no one I am willing to wear other people's leftover old shoes. Of course, I still have to accept the regular customers of the original boss.

Although the teahouse in front of me looked beaming, with discounted welcome placards hanging on it, it was full of red flavor, but Li Lingyue and Xiao Yu had said that their teahouse had already been named after Li Lingyue and Xiao Yu. Take one word for each and name it Yueyu Tea House. At that time, Xiao Yu still had doubts, thinking that he should be on it, and he couldn’t use the word moon on top of the word rain. This would make Xiao Yu feel like a serf who couldn’t stand up. When he said this, Li Lingyue was pressing on Xiao Yu's body and galloping his horse.

In the end, in order to show her masculinity, Xiao Yu chose to give in a step under Li Lingyue's masculinity. It is enough to please each other.

Xiao Yu looked up and saw that the plaque of this tea house was black, with five big characters "Black Widow Tea House" gilded on it. The scalp tingled for a while.

At this moment, Xiao Yu was surprised to see a slightly dark beauty walking out of the Black Widow Tea House. She was about the same age as Li Lingyue, and her complexion was a healthy dark wheat color, which matched Li Lingyue's bookish look. No, this person is obviously a sporty beauty. According to Xiao Yu's idea, this woman should wear a beach sportswear and a pair of Adidas sneakers to match her figure and appearance.

It's a pity that such a woman is wearing a palace maid's dress, with fluttering cuffs and flying skirts. Xiao Yu was stunned for a long time. This image is really worthy of the word "Black Widow". Looks like a flirtatious widow, Xiao Yu's feeling of entering the Pansi Cave is even more powerful.

The black beauty in palace attire smiled, walked around Xiao Yu, came to the side of the taxi, and signed her own name on a small book that the taxi driver took out.

While Xiao Yu was in a daze, two other taxis stopped here, and three or five passengers got off, and walked into the Black Widow Tea House according to the driver's instructions.

Similarly, the two drivers also took out a small notebook that was the same as the taxi driver who brought Xiao Yu, and the beauties in palace costumes signed their names on it one by one.

Xiao Yu was inconvenient to ask, so he just waved and said to the driver who brought him over: "Master, please wait for me for 5 minutes, I will take a taxi out after a while."

The driver stretched out a slap and said in a low voice, "Just wait 5 minutes."

Another taxi driver next to him waved his hand and said, "Brother, if you take my car, I will wait for you for half an hour."

The two drivers stared at me, and I glanced at you, neither giving way, their eyes met in the air, and there was a burst of passionate sparks, Xiao Yu noticed the external signs of the two taxis, which obviously did not belong to the taxi. from the same taxi company.

"You're making it clear that you're robbing me of business,"

"It's because you don't have time to wait, I have plenty of time, no wonder me,"

"I have plenty of time, too,"

Xiao Yu didn't speak, and the crane and the clam competed for the fisherman's benefit. This is an undeniable truth. As the fisherman's side, Xiao Yu had no reason to disturb the battle between the crane and the clam.

Under the guidance of a staff member of the Black Widow Tea House, Xiao Yu walked into the tea house.

Since it's here, it's safe, Xiao Yu noticed the time, it was only 09:30 in the morning, and there was still an hour and a half before the official opening time of his teahouse.

Whether it is a tea house or a teahouse or a tea house, it is just a name. It is nothing more than a quiet place in the hustle and bustle of modern society. A place to drink tea, where everyone sits down and chats, rests their feet, and refreshes their tired bodies. , there is a place where you can take a short break.

The biggest difference between a tea house, a bar and a restaurant is its tranquility.

Inside the Black Widow Tea House, it is also very quiet. Each seat is divided by carved wooden grids, and you can vaguely see the opposite scene. When you look carefully, you can’t see anything clearly, giving people a hazy feeling. Mystical feeling.

"Hello sir, how many people?" A woman in overalls greeted Xiao Yu, asking Xiao Yu to take a seat at will, and presenting a tablet with a price list on it.

During these days in the Imperial Capital, Xiao Yu was already used to this kind of price list. She put her finger on the touch screen of the tablet computer and pulled it up and down, and suddenly a familiar word came into view, "Shanquan Tongzhong".

The price next to it is clearly written, [-] pots.

One hundred and eight, a pot,.

How much money did Fatty An pay when he was running the business, 666 was still 20, Xiao Yu can’t remember clearly, but Xiao Yu clearly remembers that the price of his teahouse is definitely much more expensive than here, and the unit price is always a cup How much is it, never use a pot as a unit of measurement, use a pot as a unit of measurement, Xiao Yu remembers seeing a pot of barley tea costing [-] yuan when eating a copycat version of Imperial Roast Duck in a restaurant, and the refill is not enough. The one with separate charges.

"Here, a pot," Xiao Yu still couldn't get used to the price of [-] for a pot of mountain spring tongue seeds, so he decided to order a cup to taste the taste.

At Fatty An's, Bai Zhanji invited himself to drink it once. The taste is really long aftertaste. In the fresh tea fragrance, there is a faint virgin scent, which cannot be found in ordinary tea products, except In addition to these, the choice of mountain spring water is also very particular, so that the tea brewed can be fresh and refreshing, and very round.

The waiter recorded it and bowed to leave.

Xiao Yu felt that the quality of service here was pretty good, quite formal, compared to her own tea house, well, well, so-so.

However, the source of tourists here is too hot. Around 09:30 in the morning is when the business of the teahouse is relatively light. The business of the teahouse is generally concentrated in the afternoon and evening, which is the busiest time. I have never seen that even breakfast is easy. Urban men and women who don't eat, don't get up until nine o'clock in the morning, and come to drink tea at [-]:[-].

Immediately afterwards, a scene that surprised Xiao Yu even more appeared.

On the seat not far from Xiao Yu next to him, the tea that someone had already ordered was brought up in a pot-bellied small teapot imitating purple sand, and Xiao Yu clearly heard the waiter serving the tea say: "Hi, The barley tea you want, Chenghui 35," Then he took a small cage from the small steel trolley beside him, put it on the table of the two guests who ordered barley tea, bowed and said: " You have two drawers of steamed buns, 28 yuan as a sincerity, please take it easy for the two of you, please say hello if you have anything to do."

As the two guests waved their hands, the waiter bowed respectfully again and stepped back.

Xiao Yu couldn't help laughing. This tea house originally adhered to the concept of the tea restaurant in Guangzhou and Hong Kong. It not only provides tea, but also provides breakfast. Presumably, it should provide some food in the afternoon.

This is different from our own teahouse, which is of high-end boutique quality and high consumption. Of course, the tea is also selected from the first class, which is not available in this teahouse. Yes, the two serve different groups of people, so there is no competitor at all.

The only thing that puzzled Xiao Yu was that the driver who used to take him to his tea house every time he took a taxi, why Mao brought him to such a place this time, if the driver hadn't brought him here, he really didn't know how far he was from his house. In such a close place, there is still such a cheap and low-consumption teahouse.

"Your tea, sir,"

The waiter was carrying a purple sand teapot, about the size of a strong man's fist. It was supposed to be the one hundred and eighty one pot of mountain spring tongue. On the stainless steel tray, there were four purple sand cups. Xiao Yu It can be seen at a glance that this is not the orthodox purple sand, but a counterfeit industrial chemical product.

Such chemical products are used to make tea, which will damage the quality of tea.

"What kind of spring are you using?" Xiao Yu asked after opening the lid of the pot and sniffing.

"Peasant woman, mountain spring, some fields," said the waiter with a smile.

Use pure water to make tea, no wonder the price is so low, Xiao Yu was even more puzzled, poured a cup and put it in his mouth, sipped it, carefully tasted the taste, and then asked: "Then what kind of tongue do you have? , what kind of tongue is it?"

"Of course it's from our tea maker," the waiter said disapprovingly, pointing to a sweaty burly man who was making tea not far away.

vomit……

Xiao Yu paid and fled in despair.