After I was reborn, I became the queen mother by fortune telling

Chapter 234 The Boss Behind Qiqizhai
Mu Qingyuan then asked Jiang Yu: "What kind of tea would Xiuxiu want to drink?"

Jiang Yu gave him a strange smile, then asked the waiter: "Xiao Er, what kind of tea do you have here?"

"Uh, black tea, green tea?" The waiter was also a little uncertain.

"Then green tea." Jiang Yu said.

"Okay, what do you guys want to eat?"

"The dishes you are good at, just cook according to the number of us." Mu Qingyuan replied him.

He didn't want to waste time on things like ordering food.

"Okay! Guest officers, wait a moment!" The waiter happily went down.

The tea was served quickly.

Qiao Qi diligently poured tea for the four people present, only to see that the tea soup turned yellow and had no aroma at all. After taking a sip, his mouth was full of sourness, without the fragrance of green tea, and he couldn't tell what kind of tea it was. .

The regular customer who spoke just now couldn't help laughing: "Ah San, I thought your shop changed the rules. Isn't this the original tea? You can only choose this kind of tea. This is fooling new customers!"

Ah San, who was running the hall, walked over awkwardly, and pushed the regular customer: "Old Xiao, stop talking, stop talking!"

Qiao Qi quietly asked Mu Qingyuan if he should just ask the store for some boiled water, but Mu Qingyuan said: "Everyone here can drink it, why can't we drink it?"

After all, he took a sip.

Coming from the folks, although he has never experienced hardships in life, he also knows that the working people like this kind of strong tea. After brewing it several times or even ten times, it still tastes like tea. As for whether it tastes good or not, it is not theirs. scope of consideration.

If you let them drink high-quality tea, maybe they will criticize it as too weak and tasteless.

Seeing that Mu Qingyuan was drinking tea calmly, the regular customer stopped joking about it, and turned around to chat with other customers he knew in the shop.

"Do you know that today is the king's treat, and I heard that all the actors from the 'Zhao Family Class' have been invited to sing an opera."

"Oh! I really want to see the play of the Zhao Family Troupe, but a ticket costs fifty copper coins, where can I afford it! Shi Wang treats guests, and I can't afford it!"

"Except for today, I heard that when the prime minister's mansion marries a daughter in the next year, Zhao's family will also be invited. If you can go to the prime minister's mansion for a cup of wedding wine, you can attend the opera for free."

"Old Yao, you are making fun of me, Old Xiao! How can I have the right to go to the prime minister's mansion for a wedding banquet? It's just a dream!"

"That's right, you're going to have a wedding, and you can't afford the money."

"That's right! When Prime Minister He celebrated his [-]th birthday, I heard that he received this amount." The speaker stretched out five fingers.

"fifty thousand?"

"Look, haven't you seen the world, have you? It's 50! Looking back, Prime Minister He is marrying a daughter, but he is actually recruiting a son-in-law. This gift will only be more than last time."

Mu Qing was far away, although he was looking at the scenery of pedestrians outside the window, he actually listened to the conversations of the guests.

50... The atmosphere of open bribery among ministers in the court has reached such an open level.

They sent the money to He's house without any concealment, and even compared each other.

Hearing the end, he couldn't help feeling angry, and put the teacup on the table heavily with a bang.

Jiang Yu was taken aback, and so were the people talking at the tables.

Mu Qingyuan realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he smiled and said: "The taste of this tea is too bad, shopkeeper, is there anything else?"

Old Xiao, a regular customer who was talking to the waiter just now, couldn't help laughing: "My guest, if you want to drink good tea, you can get the opposite side. We have this kind here, and it hasn't changed in more than ten years."

These words startled the shopkeeper behind the counter who was trying to settle accounts with abacus beads.

"Old Xiao, don't think this tea is bad. In a few days, maybe our shop will be closed, and you won't be able to drink this tea!" The shopkeeper said with a wry smile.

"What?" Old Xiao stood up from the stool, "Closed? Hasn't your store been open for two or thirty years?"

"No! But, as you know, I'm not a local, and I don't have any connections, so this land and this house belong to the landlord."

"It was a good place at first, and the rent was cheaper than other places, so this shop can continue to operate. But recently, the owner of Qiqizhai opposite came to the landlord and gave double the rent, saying that he wanted to rent this place. The landlord was in a hurry to spend money, so They found me and told me that it would be open until the end of the year at most. If I didn’t open here, I would have to go to the suburbs of Beijing to find such cheap rent.”

"So, everyone, if you still think about the simple food in this shop, please support me a lot. I will go back to my hometown at the end of the year. I can't say whether I will come back again."

Old Xiao was dumbfounded: "Your place is going to be closed, where are we going to drink morning tea and eat noodles? The owner of this Qiqizhai is too deceitful! Everyone has opened their own shops, why are they jealous here!"

The shopkeeper sighed: "It is said that the existence of our store has affected the taste of Qiqizhai... In short, the arms cannot hold back the thighs. I heard that the real boss is not the one who often appears now, but some high officials in the court. It’s open. So, ordinary people can’t afford to mess with it!”

As soon as the shopkeeper finished speaking, the shop started talking like a frying pan.

Everyone was discussing and giving ideas, but in the end, there was no useful method for the shopkeeper to refer to.

An old man who looked like a villager suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes: "Every time I go to the market in the city, I always go here to eat a bowl of tofu nao for breakfast. After that, there is no place in the city where an old man like me can eat tofu nao .”

Everyone discussed for a while, and finally, the old Xiao came up with an idea: "Shopkeeper, why don't you go to the big boss behind the scenes and beg for mercy? If he wants to participate in the shares, you let him participate, and at least make this shop a success." Go down. We people don't have your shop, so we really don't know where to eat."

The shopkeeper shook his head: "Just now you were talking about Prime Minister He marrying his daughter on her birthday. I heard that he is the big boss behind the scenes. How could he be interested in this small asset of our shop..."

Everyone sighed and cursed, and the store was very lively for a while.

Ah San, the waiter, brought some dishes to Mu Qingyuan and the others on a tray, and then asked, "I forgot to ask some of the guests just now, do you want to drink?"

"I still have something to do today, so I won't drink." Mu Qingyuan rejected the waiter's proposal, "Give us each a bowl of white rice."

The old Xiao who spoke just now turned around and said to them: "Guests, this shop is small, but the wine in the shop is pretty good. You might as well try it, otherwise you won't be able to drink it when the shop is closed."

"Really?" Mu Qingyuan's eyes moved, "Then boil a pot of wine."

The waiter agreed, and went to the counter to ask the shopkeeper for wine.

The wine was served in crude clay jugs, and Mu Qingyuan poured a glass for everyone at the table.

"Everyone, drink something to drive away the cold."

He originally just tasted the taste out of politeness and drank some wine to warm up his body, but Mu Qingyuan was a little surprised when a sip of wine slipped down his throat.

This is really good wine.

(End of this chapter)