While Hu Xiaoruan was serving the four money fans, Wen Jiu, as the boss, also acted as a waiter.

She was originally helping in the kitchen, but Li Qingyu suddenly ran in and told her that Mr. Mu had also come to Wangyue Tower and brought several old men and women with him, so she had no choice but to take off her apron to entertain him.<

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"Tsk, the decoration of this place is just okay. It's worth it that I came all the way from the Imperial City."

As soon as Old Man Ming stepped into Wangyue Tower, he was shocked by the exquisite beauty in front of him. However, in order to maintain his face, he still deliberately picked a thorn.

Hearing this, Mr. Mu couldn't help but snorted coldly, "I didn't ask you to come in the first place. You had to come on your own, so don't look for trouble here."

He heard that Wen Jiu's restaurant was about to open, and thinking that he hadn't been out and about for a long time, he asked a few old friends to travel to Kronos and take good care of this little girl's business.

Unexpectedly, old man Ming got the news and followed him shamelessly.

Although the two of them have disliked each other since they were young, now that they are out of the door, it is hard to fight them back, so they can only endure their anger and come together.

"Is this called finding trouble? How can I be called finding trouble if I tell the truth?" Old Man Ming's eyes widened and he raised his chin, "Old Mu, don't think that I am like those people who want to praise you at any time.

.I have a filial daughter and grandson, so I don’t need to fawn over you.”

Seeing that the old man was poking at Master Mu's sore spot again, Granny Jiang, who came with her, quickly said: "Okay, okay, you two are still arguing outside at your age. You two don't feel embarrassed. If you have anything to say, please sit down.

Let’s talk about it later.”

After the words fell, Old Man Ming and Master Mu snorted together, deliberately walking forward slowly with a long distance apart.

Hu Huahua, who was in charge of leading the way, saw that they had stopped, and then smiled and introduced the furnishings of Wangyue Tower.

"The five guests can take a look at the lotus pond in front. This indoor lotus pond was designed by our Miss Wen herself. All the genuine lotus flowers are planted in it. Special technology is used to make the lotus flowers bloom all year round and not wither."

"There is also a bright red maple forest in the backyard. After everyone has eaten and drank, you can go for a walk and enjoy it. There will also be a tea-making performance in the afternoon."

As he was talking, an old man suddenly stopped and stared at the landscape painting on the wall with bright eyes.

"May I ask Fairy, whose work is this landscape painting?"

Mr. Hu likes to collect all kinds of famous ancient Chinese paintings. When he saw this superb landscape painting, he couldn't even move forward for a while, and his whole body seemed to be fixed.

Hearing this, Hu Huahua introduced it with a smile, "Returning to this guest, the landscape painting you mentioned is the work of our Miss Wen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Ming laughed heartily, "I told you, girl, don't do tricks just to show your face. Your Miss Wen is just a yellow-haired girl. How could she possibly paint such exquisite and exquisite works?"<

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He knew long before he came that this Wangyue Tower was opened by the junior Mr. Mu loved and cared for.

At that time, Mr. Mu kept preaching, saying that this girl could write as well as everyone else, and she could also draw paintings that were even better than everyone else.

Although the girl later sent a few calligraphy and paintings, no one had ever seen the girl's calligraphy or painting with their own eyes, so naturally they still didn't believe that such a person existed.

Because of Master Mu's identity, others did not dare to reveal it too obviously. But he was different. His family was several times better than the Mu family. So he always said it directly if he had anything to say.

Impossibility means impossibility, non-existence means non-existence. How can anyone be as good as a calligrapher at such a young age?

"What's wrong with being young?" Master Mu felt very unhappy when he heard this. "Throughout the ages, there have been so many people who have shown extraordinary talents at a young age. If you haven't seen them, it doesn't mean that such people don't exist, right?

?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Granny Jiang interrupted speechlessly: "Go to the private room and stay there. If you dare to chatter outside again, I will chop you all up."

Got it!"

After saying this, Old Man Ming and Master Mu both stopped talking. Even Master Hu, who was standing still, moved and hurriedly followed Hu Huahua upstairs.

Seeing this, Granny Jiang returned to her usual gentleness and said, "Fairy, thank you for leading us. Thank you for your hard work."

Hu Huahua really didn't expect that the most fierce among these elderly people was Granny Jiang.

However, she was surprised and did not show it after all.

She took the five elderly people into the private room that had been prepared earlier in the morning, and made fresh and fragrant Yunshan Silver Needle for them all.

"This is our Yunshan Silver Needle that is unique to our Wangyue Tower. It is usually only enjoyed by VIPs in the upper-class private rooms. The tea is made with pure snow water from the snowy mountains of Hanbu, and all the tea sets used are made by Miss Wen herself.

of."

As her voice fell, a faint fragrance lingered in the private room.

Since the incense is lit in the private room itself, the two fragrances collide and instantly form a new and fragrant aroma.

The smell is sweet and refreshing, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Grandma Jiang usually studies tea the most, so she opened the lid of the cup after waiting for a while.

I saw that the tea soup was bright yellow and clear, the tea leaves were tender yellow and evenly bright, and the aroma of tea spread out one by one with the heat.

Grandma Jiang knew that this tea was of the highest quality just by looking at it and smelling it. She also knew that Hu Xiaoruan had specially practiced the technique of brewing tea.

So after smelling the tea for a while, she blew on the tea soup and took a sip.

As soon as the warm tea soup is taken into the mouth, the pure aroma spreads across the lips and teeth, and the fresh taste also explodes on the tip of the tongue, spreading bit by bit and occupying the taste buds.

"Good tea! Good tea!" Grandma Jiang took a small sip and her eyebrows were as happy as the moon. "Fairy, I don't know if you sell this tea. I want to buy some and brew it myself."
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As soon as these words came out, before Hu Huahua had time to reply, she heard old man Ming rushing to speak: "Hey, what's so good about this tea? It's not as good as the tea my grandson brought back! What my grandson brought, Yunshan Qingcha,

It’s countless times better than this tea!”

Hearing this, Hu Huahua, who was about to answer the call, couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She couldn't say it directly, but Wangyuelou also had Yunshan Qingcha, right?

The Yunshan Silver Needle that I just brought out to entertain a few elderly people has a much better taste and aroma than Yunshan Qingcha. Otherwise, how could it be a tea specially made for entertaining distinguished guests?

After thinking about it, she could only smile slightly and said: "My guest, why don't you try it first and then talk about it?"

But obviously the old man just wanted to find trouble. When he heard this, he folded his arms and said coldly: "I don't want to taste it. Your shabby tea doesn't taste good. Why should I taste it? Don't drink it to my stomach."

As soon as he finished speaking, a girl in red pushed the door open and said with a faint smile on her pretty face: "Grandpa Ming, if you don't believe in us at Wangyue Tower, how can you still disbelieve brother Ming Yi Hanming?

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Chapter completed!