Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 339 Song Fanhua’s Business Experience 3
Fried cucumber? !Porridge? !
The order was so shabby, the waiter was stunned for a moment, couldn't believe his ears, frowned slightly, and turned around to leave with a compliment, not even bothering to say hello to Song Fanhua.
Song Fanhua suppressed his uneasiness, and called him to a halt, "Brother, please help me get a pot of hot water, get out!"

"My lord, don't you just drink some water? It's all poured for you!" Xiaoer rolled his eyes impatiently, as if he had lost his patience.

Song Fanhua was choked, and his face suddenly became a little ugly, but he didn't flinch when he thought of the purpose of coming today. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Er displeasedly, and said in a deep voice, "Call your boss!"

His voice was not loud, and his tone was not as fierce as that of a fierce man, but he just said something calmly.

Although Song Fanhua is a soft-hearted but thoughtful person who reads books, and often goes out and eats delicious food, although he is disdainful, he knows exactly how those high-ranking officials and dignitaries behave.

Xiao Er has also seen the world, seeing that Song Fanhua didn't show a trace of panic, he felt uneasy, and hurriedly said: "My lord, it's just a pot of water, there's no need to call our boss over here, the little one will give it to you right now." You fetch it!"

Only then did Song Fanhua nod his head, and Xiao Er turned around and left, taking a glance from the corner of his eye as he walked far away, puzzled by Song Fanhua.

Looking at the well-dressed person, he is not poor. How can he order so poorly? It's really weird.

Song Fanhua looked at his back, thinking about his respectful attitude from the beginning to the perfunctory attitude later, and sighed helplessly.

The water was quickly replaced. Song Fanhua opened the lid of the pot and took a look. He was satisfied when he saw the hot gas bubbling inside.
Then he took out the brocade bag from his bosom, took out five jasmine flowers, and threw them into the teapot in front of Xiao Er.

Seeing Song Fanhua's move, Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked: "My lord, what are you doing?!"

Xiao Er raised his eyelids and looked inside hard, afraid that Song Fanhua might put something bad in it to blackmail them.

"Tea, scented tea!" Song Fanhua said lightly, shaking the teapot casually, shaking it gently, followed by the scent of jasmine tea.

After shaking Song Fanhua casually twice, he put down the pot, looked up at Xiaoer, and smiled faintly.

Xiao Er looked strange, and asked: "My lord, can this be drunk?"

"I've been drinking it for a long time. Jasmine can warm the spleen and stomach and sharpen the chest. Can you drink it?" Song Fanhua said softly, picked up the kettle, poured a cup of jasmine tea, and pushed it forward push.

Then he poured himself another glass, took a sip before looking at Xiao Er and saying, "Try it!"

Xiao Er hesitated, but smelled the tangy aroma of jasmine tea, and thought that the young master in front of him had already drunk it, so he wavered.

The faint smell of jasmine in the hall filled the air, and even the guests at the next table curiously probed over to see the clear orange water in the water glass on the table, which was very beautiful.

The shopkeeper was originally settling accounts, but he also raised his head when he smelled the fragrance, seeing the guests on the tables around Song Fanhua all looking towards Song Fanhua, and walked over curiously.

"Young master, is this scent the smell of jasmine?" The boss is a middle-aged man in his fifties, with a burly body and shrewd eyes.

"Yes!" Song Fanhua agreed, and after speaking, Song Fanhua picked it up and took a sip, "This is jasmine tea made from high-quality double-petal jasmine!"

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