"Give us three pots of tea, I don't need anything else, thank you."
Chen Ping didn't order anything else. In his opinion, he was just here to inquire about things, and the money had to be spent on key things.
The waiter couldn't help but rolled his eyes when he heard the other party's words, he seemed to dislike Chen Ping a little bit.
"These guests, do you just want a few pots of tea? We still have a lot of dim sum here."
A trace of distaste flashed across the waiter's face.
Lin Zhiyuan is also a face-saving person, he never thought that the waiter in the shop would be so rampant, he dared to write the word "Xian Qi" is Luo You rampantly on his face.
"Yes, we only need a pot of tea. We have just arrived here, and we plan to taste the craftsmanship first."
The attitude of the old monk was much better. He smiled and looked very friendly, even if the other party was angry, he had nowhere to vent it.
The waiter turned around cursing and left. He originally thought that this group of people would show something, but he didn't expect this group of guys to be such idiots, and they didn't know how to take some money as a tip for himself.
Chen Ping glanced at the shop waiter, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, even the shop waiter is so arrogant in this world.
Soon Chen Ping and the others saw three pots of tea being served. These pots of tea looked extremely cheap, and even the things they put the tea in were very ordinary.
"That's it?"
Chen Ping was puzzled, he really couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Guest officers, the things you want have been delivered. Next, you have to drink the tea quickly. This thing must be served while it is hot. It will lose its taste when it is cold."
After saying this, he turned around and left, looking like he had a lot of opinions.
Chen Ping glanced at the pot of tea, and his complexion became more and more ugly. He still knows a lot about tea.
After living for so many years, he has never drank such rubbish tea, and he was a little surprised for a while.
Lin Zhiyuan and the others were used to living a good life with Chen Ping, so they also found it difficult to swallow this kind of tea.
"I'm surprised. The tea in this shop is so bad, but the business is still so good. Is this completely unreasonable?"
Lin Zhiyuan looked around, there was still a while before the storyteller's arrival, and the others were looking around, as if they were expecting something.
"If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. They dare to be so arrogant, which proves that they have endless confidence."
Just when everyone was confused, a woman came out like this, holding this guzheng in the other party's hand, looking extremely chic.
I have to say that this woman is indeed very beautiful, giving people a feeling of refreshment when they see it.
After the woman came out, all the men were excited, as if they had never seen a woman in their life, with extremely excited expressions on their faces, they kept cheering from the sidelines.
When Lin Zhiyuan saw this scene, a puzzled look flashed across his face. In his opinion, this person didn't seem to be very good-looking, and he didn't know why he was so popular.
"I think so."
The old monk also spoke.
The old monk has always been a person who never speaks ill of others, but this time he spoke ill of the other party very rarely.
Chen Ping frowned. Looking at this scene, he felt that things were a little unusual, and the woman in front of him felt a little strange.