Chapter 842

"Don't worry. Have tea first." Xie Wenhao smiled deliberately and called out, "waiter, order."

"Come on." After a female voice came, the curtain hanging beside the counter was lifted. A girl in a modified Tang suit came out: "what do you want to drink?"

"A pot of black tea." Xie Wenhao said with a smile.

"Black tea? It's not a coincidence. Black tea is used up by the boss to mix fruit tea, or some black tea. " The girl continued: "Fu tea, Bian tea, Pu'er tea. What would you like to drink? "

"Pu'er is good." Xie Wenhao said.

"OK." The girl nodded her head: "tea cake, would you like some peach cakes?"

"Well, you can do it." Xie Wenhao turned to Zhou Junan and said, "the tea here is very good, but the price is not cheap. The boss has a strange personality. He can offer money according to people's quotations. He can give away what he likes, but not what he dislikes."

"Oh?" "You've been talking about it for a while. I don't know who the boss is."

"What's the hurry? "Xie Wenhao smiled and said," we haven't talked about the past. What are we doing? "

"Senior brother Wenhao, don't take you like this..." Zhou Jun'an complains on one face: "it has caught my curiosity. Now you don't tell me. You are going too far."

"You boy, I asked you to drink tea. You said I was too much. Do you know how much is a pot of Pu'er here?" Xie Wenhao's expression of flesh pain: "three thousand one pot, or friendship price!"

"Ha?" Zhou Junan Leng Leng: "really false?"

"What are you doing?" Xie Wenhao smiled and said, "you see this place too. It's not shit. There's no one. It's not easy to have a guest..." After a pause, Xie Wenhao picked up his eyebrows and said, "you understand!"

"Here It's a mistake! " Zhou Junan quit his job. He lost most of his previous interest in the boss. It's true that there are no traitors and no businessmen.

"I'll wait until you taste their tea." Xie Wenhao said with a smile.

At this time, the curtain was lifted, and the former waiter came over with a wood carving tray and put down a pot of tea and tea cups.

A big ceramic teapot with four small teacups around it.

"That's it! More than 3000! " Zhou Junan looks at the teapot in front of him with dull eyes. No, just order a pot of tea so big that he can't drink it!

"Yes." Xie Wenhao smiled, picked up the teapot and poured two cups.

It's not surprising that the tea is poured out. It's not as fragrant as you think. It's nothing special.

The teacup is just a little bigger. I'm afraid it will turn when I hold it with two fingers.

It's black tea. It's not good green tea

"Try it." Xie Wenhao ignored Zhou Junan's expression of constipation and chuckled and said, "try it."

"I......" Zhou Junan looks at Xie Wenhao's smile, and feels strange in his heart. But since it's Xie Wenhao's treat, he's not qualified to talk here.

Put the cup on your lips and smell the tea, but it's light.

That's all right. Is it so expensive?

Zhou Junan took a sip of tea, and the tea flowed through the tip of his tongue and throat and swallowed into his stomach.

Just a little bit, it's not enough for him to drink.

Put the tea cup on the table, Zhou Jun'an takes a deep breath and feels that Xie Wenhao is wronged for his money.

The owner of the teahouse must not be a good person. Isn't it because Xie Wenhao is the wrong leader?

Bai blind's eyes turned around in such a special store. Now, when I look at these decorations and decorations, I think the boss is too artless.

A disgusting smell of copper.

He sighed heavily and exhaled the breath he just took. Suddenly, Zhou Junan's expression changed.

"Here..." Zhou Jun'an was stunned, savoring the fragrance of tea in his mouth, sipping his tongue, and the mellow sweet return made him intoxicated.

The whole chest is extremely smooth and the fragrance of tea is endless.

"How is it?" Xie Wenhao once again gave Zhou Junan a drink: "these three thousand can be worth?"

"Value." Zhou Junan smiled and nodded, holding the cup again. This time, he carefully sipped at the mouth, savoring its mellow taste.

"Isn't this tea good?" Xie Wenhao said with a smile, "the peach cakes here are also delicious."

As soon as his voice came to an end, the waiter cut off the snack, a plate of tea cake, a plate of peach crisp, a plate of small peach crisp.

"Your meal is complete." The waiter said he was leaving.

"Wait a minute." Zhou Jun'an hurriedly called, "well, do you sell tea here?"

"It's for sale." The waiter nodded and said, "would you like tea?"

"Yes." Zhou Junan nodded, "how do you sell this Pu'er tea?"

"Do you know our boss about kemale?" The waiter asked with his head askew.

"I don't know." Said Zhou Junan truthfully.

"If I don't know you, it's 21 grams." Said the waiter.

"Two thousand?" Zhou Junan pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "here it is..."

"Three and a half grams." The waiter said, "President Xie knows our boss. The price is calculated separately. "

“……” Zhou Junan laughs. The difference is not small.

"Yes." Xie Wenhao said with a smile: "what? Do you want to buy it? You can save some money if you want to buy one to introduce the boss here. "

"Thank you." Zhou Junan smiled: "by the way, you keep talking about the boss. Why don't you see anyone? Besides, senior brother Wenhao, don't you say that you are two friends?"

"In a hurry." Xie Wenhao smiled and said, "it's fate to make friends. If she thinks you're worth making, she will come over. If she doesn't think you're worth making, she will be lost."

"So mysterious..." Zhou Junan's fingertips light on the table, the expression on his face is very confused, at this time, he heard a girl's voice coming from behind the drape hanging at the counter.

With a kind of smile, gentle and witty: "brother Wenhao, look at what you said, I am still an outsider."

As the voice falls, Xie Wenhao and Zhou Junan look at the curtain.

Zhou Junan even held his breath and stared. This evening, he listened to Xie Wenhao saying that the boss was so mysterious that his whole mind was on the boss. Now hearing this voice, Zhou Junan felt that all his curiosity had been suspended.

Who is it?

Zhou Junan now only thinks that he doesn't think it's strange for him to walk out of the curtain even if he is a beauty in an ancient costume dressed in a Han suit. He doesn't think it's strange for him to walk out of a noble beauty dressed in a cheongsam.