Datang started from being a salted fish

Chapter 163 Mr. Storyteller
Although Wang Yin has not received professional training, he has experienced it before time travel, and he is more or less familiar with it. Although he is not professional enough, he can make do with it.

After all, the taste of this fried tea is that of Tang Dynasty's boiled tea.

Thinking of the experience of drinking Datang boiled tea curiously for the first time, the corners of Wang Yin's mouth could not help twitching: This Datang's boiled tea can definitely be squeezed into the top five dark dishes. . . . . .

After Wang Yin demonstrated it once, he got acquainted with several people who will be responsible for brewing tea in the future.

After all, Wang Yin's requirements are not high, and he is also a half-assed person, so several people quickly learned it.

"Okay, the rest is up to you." Wang Yin handed over a dozen catties of 'Shuguoshui' brand tea in the system space to the two brothers.

"Brother Yin, don't worry, I promise you will do well!" The two brothers promised repeatedly, patting their chests.

"I don't care. I don't have much money anyway. It's mainly up to you." Wang Yin shrugged and said.

The two brothers took a group of people out to run errands, and Wang Yin continued to lie on the spot and make a fortune.

A small restaurant in Chang'an City
An old gentleman returned to the rest room after finishing today's speech, picked up a glass of white water and moistened his throat.

"Old Quan." The shopkeeper opened the door and walked in.

"Boss." Seeing this, Lao Quan hurriedly greeted him.

Due to the small scale of the restaurant, the owner did not invite the shopkeeper, and went to battle himself.

"Old Quan, you have worked hard during this time." The shopkeeper organized his wording and said: "This is the monthly money for this month."

"Boss, it's not the end of the month yet..." Lao Quan looked at the money handed over by the shopkeeper and wondered.

"Hey...it won't be until the end of the month." The shopkeeper sighed, and put the money on the table in front of Lao Quan: "You have seen the current situation of the restaurant, and now it's almost time to close down... .”

"Boss, don't you..." Lao Quan looked at the shopkeeper in surprise.

"Yeah." The shopkeeper nodded: "Now it's a day to pay for a day, and I can't afford it..."

Lao Quan stopped talking when he heard the words, after all he couldn't open his mouth about such things.

"Speaking of which, I have treated you badly." The shopkeeper looked at Lao Quan and said, "At your level, it is much better to go to other places to speak than to be here..."

"Boss, don't talk about these things." Lao Quan quickly said: "If it wasn't for you, I would have starved to death long ago, so I wouldn't be here today."

"Okay, let's not talk about these sad things." The shopkeeper shook his head and stood up: "The restaurant has been transferred, and someone will come to take it in a while. You should also pack your things and leave."

"Then what's your next plan, boss?" Lao Quan asked looking at the shopkeeper.

"I'm tired of being in Chang'an for so many years, it's time to go back to my hometown." The shopkeeper cupped his hands at Lao Quan: "You and I will leave here."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he left, and Lao Quan stared at the money on the table in a daze.

Yoshihisa
Standing at the entrance of the restaurant, looking back at the signboard of the restaurant, Lao Quan shook his head and walked towards the house.

There were indeed a few restaurants that invited him to Huaben before, but Nian refused because of his relationship with the shopkeeper. Now that those restaurants have found a new Mr. Huaben, it is naturally difficult for him to go again.

An old man with no children, Lao Quan really didn't know what to do when he was free.

"Forget it, let's rest for a few days." Standing at the door of the house, Lao Quan shook his head.

"I'm taking the liberty to ask, but Quan knows Mr. Quan?" Just as Lao Quan took out the key and was about to open the door, a questioning voice suddenly came from beside him.

Lao Quan turned his head and saw a handsome young man looking at him.

"Sir, I don't dare to do that," Quan Zhi quickly replied, "I don't know why your Excellency came here?"

"My young master opened a teahouse, and I want to invite Mr. to talk to me. I don't know what Mr. will do?" Qin Huaiyu continued to ask.

"Ah..." Quanzhi was stunned for a moment.

Just now I didn't know where to go next, but now someone came to invite me?

"Yueqianyiguan." Qin Huaiyu thought he was hesitating, so he threw out his ultimate move.

No one would have trouble with money, let alone Quanzhi himself had no intention of refusing, so the two appeared in front of Wang Yin logically.

"What's your name, old man?" Wang Yin looked at him and asked.

"Sir, I don't dare to take it seriously. The little old man knows it all." Quan Zhizhi said quickly and respectfully.

"You know everything? What's the mess?" Wang Yin was stunned for a moment: "I'm asking what your name is."

"The little old man's surname is Quan, and his name is Zhizhi." Quanzhi quickly explained.

His name did cause him a lot of embarrassment and trouble, but luckily he got used to it after experiencing a lot.

"So that's the case." Wang Yin gave him a thumbs up: "Your father is really a genius for naming names!"

"I have a book here, let's see if I can talk about it." After speaking, Wang Yin took out a systematically translated version of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in Tang Dynasty.

Quanzhi took the book with both hands, held it in his hand and read it carefully.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Success or failure is turned away. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things have happened in ancient and modern times? , I’m all making a joke..." The first paragraph at the beginning made Quanzhi stunned.

A majestic feeling came over my face, and when I thought of the name of this book, my eyes lit up immediately.

Knowing that he was fascinated watching it there, Wang Yin didn't bother him, and sent Qin Huaiyu to Li You's side to see if he could help, while he continued to squint his eyes and pick up the dog.

Pao Wa Lou

The current Paowalou seems to have become the No. [-] restaurant in Chang'an, and the customers there are either dignitaries or wealthy businessmen. After all, the price is so high that the poor cannot afford it.Although the country is poor, there are still many rich people in Chang'an City, and it has become the norm to find a tile building.

"Fortunately, I came early." Feng Zhidai looked at the membership card in his hand and said with emotion.

It turned out that Wang Yin gave these ten members some small benefits. There are ten member-only private rooms in Paowa Building, which are not open to outsiders except for members.So no matter when these ten people come, they don't have to worry about not having their own seats.

Feng Zhidai, who was full of food and drink, walked outside, ready to have some fun, but saw that the Zuixianju on the opposite side seemed to be undergoing renovation, and even the plaque was taken off.

"Is this someone taking over Zuixianju?" Feng Zhidai asked in confusion, "I don't know what it will be changed to."

Thinking of this, Feng Zhidai walked over and asked the people working inside: "Is this place going to reopen?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper saw that he was obviously a rich man, so he said politely: "My boss said he wants to build a tea house, and I hope you will join us."

"Okay, let's take a look when the time comes." Feng Zhidai said a word and left.

at dusk.

"Old Quan, how is it? Can you tell me about this book?" Wang Yin looked at Quanzhi beside him and asked.

(End of this chapter)