I was afraid that too many secrets would be revealed and the author would get mad at me, so I didn’t dare to talk nonsense to Ronaldinho anymore and quickly walked out of the hotel door.
"Master, Fuxin intersection."
Sitting in the taxi, I couldn't help but mutter in my heart. It seemed that Su Qin's mistake this time not only affected my reputation, but also affected the Allure Hotel. What Sister Mu meant by "she will solve it"
That's it.
"Young man, where to go to Fuxin Road?" The distance from Tatou to Fuxin Road is actually only 1,800 meters and a ten-minute walk, so after a while, the driver asked.
"Wanjun Tea Art Residence, do you know?" I said.
"Oh, there aren't many tea houses in this area, just keep an eye out." The driver, an old man in his fifties, slowed down the car and looked out for me.
I'm a little embarrassed. The taxi business is at its best at this time. If I delay like this, the master may have to take one less customer in the evening.
"Master, why don't you pull over and I'll look for you myself." I said sincerely.
"Here, let's send the Buddha to the west." The master chuckled and said while looking outside: "Young man, I have a bad temper. Sometimes I just want to say a few words to someone I don't respond to."
"Say, you say." I said hurriedly.
"Hey, young man, you said you are young and talented, why do you need to work in a place like a hotel where people are mixed up? While you are young, be more courageous, go out more, see more of the world, and do more of what you like.
After all, this kind of life is complete." What the old master said was very philosophical: "Someone has said it long ago, don't be afraid before you are thirty, and don't regret after you are thirty. Now is a good time for you.
"
My face felt a little hot. Although the master meant well, how could I tell that I was cheating or doing unfair business?
However, it was just a chance encounter, so I didn’t say much. I nodded with conviction and said, “You’re right, I’ll remember it.”
"That's not right, it's just my own opinion." The old master stopped the car, pointed at a tea house with the lights on opposite, and said with a smile: "Look, your girlfriend is waiting for you, hurry up and get there. Young man,
Think about it, if it weren't for you working in a hotel, your girlfriend wouldn't be worried about waiting for you until now."
Following the old master's fingers, outside the glass door of the Tea Art House, a woman dressed in white was standing alone in the night breeze.
The master completely misunderstood me, so I didn’t say anything more. I just nodded, threw down ten dollars and hurriedly got out of the car.
Seeing me getting out of the car, the beautiful woman in white at the door of Tea Art House had a warm smile on her face, and she stretched out her hand.
I took a look at it secretly. The mandala in the game was already very beautiful, but it was even more beautiful in person than in the game.
She has willow-shaped eyebrows, a small hibiscus face, and is wearing a long dress as white as a lily. Her beautiful figure does not look like a married woman at all.
In terms of temperament, she is different from the strong woman Sister Mu, but her bearing is definitely not inferior to hers. In terms of figure, she is definitely not as hot as Su Qin, but any man is willing to hold her in the palm of his hand.
In short, no matter what, I was used to seeing those promiscuous women in entertainment venues, so I naturally felt a sense of shame in front of her.
Seeing her reaching out, I hurriedly took two steps, rubbed my right hand on my butt twice, then took hold of the nephrite that I had been waiting for for a long time, and called out awkwardly: "Hello, Sister Man."
"Oh, you are quite polite." Mandala smiled slightly and said: "My surname is Li, Li Wanjun, call me Sister Man... Well, that's fine."
I nodded and introduced myself: "Sister Man, don't call me Wangqing. My full name is Yu Wang, and everyone calls me Wangzai."
"The wind has picked up, come in and say something." Mandala said with an elegant and graceful face, and opened the glass door, and the strong fragrance of tea wafted out.
Wanjun Tea Art Residence is neither big nor small. The upstairs and downstairs floors are Sister Man's property.
Upstairs is the leisure room, which is used for guests to play mahjong and gamble. There is another door.
The decoration downstairs is very Chinese classical. In the center is a dragon-carved tea table with all the utensils for making tea.
Sister Man took me around a screen behind the coffee table, straightened her skirt with her hands along her hips, then sat on the main seat, pointed to the opposite side and said, "Wangzi, sit down."
"Thank you, Sister Man." I nodded politely and sat across from her a little awkwardly.
"Wangzi, you are much more honest than in the game." Sister Man laughed, picked up the chopsticks and said, "These are all improvised side dishes. I don't know if they suit your taste."
"It's consistent, it's completely consistent." The dishes on the table are very simple, steamed prawns, steamed nine-section shrimps, steamed clams, and steamed crabs.
My eyes were numb when I looked at it. The so-called steaming... actually means running hot water over it.
"Don't you think it tastes good?" Sister Man said as she used balsamic vinegar and soy sauce to blend the seasoning for me. Finally, she squeezed out a little mustard, stirred it gently with chopsticks, and then handed it to me: "
In fact, I have always believed that seafood should be eaten in its original flavor. Adding so many seasonings will actually cover up the 'fresh' taste."
Sister Man spoke eloquently. I broke open a crab leg and lightly dipped it in some seasoning, but I still felt the fragrance lingering on my lips and teeth. "It tastes great."
"Wangzi, do you still remember what we said last night?" Mandala also grabbed a crab and said slowly with a small mouth.
"What are you talking about?" My nose was filled with the fragrance of tea, and a beautiful girl sitting across from me made me feel like I was in a trance.
Once upon a time, I also had a dream, which was to open a small shop of my own, be sweet and sweet with my lover, and live happily until the end of the world.
"Didn't I ask you to give me some time to talk about the tea ceremony? How do you understand it?" Mandala smiled.
I couldn't help but blush. Now that I'm not playing a game, I can't look up Baidu Encyclopedia.
So I had to lower my head and smile awkwardly: "Sister Man, don't laugh at me. How can I, a layperson, know anything about tea ceremony?"
"I just want to see if you are honest or not." Mandala smiled softly: "I didn't know until I read the official forum that you actually looked up the encyclopedia's annotation on [Mandala]."
I scratched my head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Hey, men always play tricks on beautiful women."
"Well?" Mandala looked at me: "This trick is quite effective. How many girls have you deceived?"
"In total...Sister Man, you are the first one." I thought for a while and said.
"Then should I feel honored?" Mandala wiped his hands with a napkin and poured me a bowl of thick mutton soup.
"Thank you, Sister Man." I nodded my thanks and did not continue to struggle on this topic. I took the initiative and said, "Sister Man, I really don't understand tea, why don't you teach me?"
"Heh." How could Sister Man not see my little trick of changing the topic, but she didn't argue with me and nodded: "Actually, from my point of view, tea is like life."
"You see, if life is like tea: when it is not brewed, you don't know what is going on, and you only know how to look forward to it, like the way to learn; when you brew it once, it will be more bitter, just like when you first entered the world; when you brew it the second time, it will be more sweet and less bitter, and each will be different.
The third time, if it is middle-aged, it is still indescribable; the third time, it is as plain as water, and after all the vicissitudes of life, it has become indifferent."
I looked at the mandala, and in a trance, I seemed to see an ancient woman with a bookish air all over her body, telling the profound and profound philosophy of life with her eyes that could see through the coldness of the world.
"What?" Mandala saw me in a daze and shook his head: "Don't you understand?"
"I understand." I sighed: "I am just a tea that has been washed for the first time, and my mouth is full of bitterness."
"You have just entered the world, so it is normal to feel pain." Mandala didn't think it was anything, and comforted me: "The Buddha said that the four truths are that the accumulation of suffering will destroy the path, and suffering is the first among them. Tea is bitter at first and then sweet.
Doesn’t the characteristic of returning to happiness also conform to Zen principles?”
I really admire Sister Man. She talks about everything from tea ceremony to life, and from life to Zen philosophy, without feeling rude at all.
I shook my head in distress and laughed at myself: "It seems that in addition to playing games, I have to read more books in the future, otherwise I will be embarrassed when I go out to pick up girls one day and find that I don't understand what people say."
Mandala couldn't help but smile: "You are so dishonest. You dare to say this in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I will treat you like a prostitute and beat you out with a stick?"
"No." Mandala smiled like a flower, and I became more courageous: "Sister Man is so kind, so she won't be so violent."
"Wangzi, I'm not even telling you, your shame is really comparable to that guy Ziqi." Mandala shook his head slightly: "Speaking of which, I want to thank you for giving me such a cute baby.
.”
My face turned red: "Sister Man... what you said... will be misunderstood."
Mandala was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to understand that "cute baby" had a double meaning.
"You even dare to tease me, you're going to beat me up." Mandala was slightly angry and raised his white hands.
"Hehe, hehe..." I lowered my head and ate the crab, laughing in silence.
Sister Man doesn't have a bad temper, and it seems like she won't be angry no matter what you say. Although we haven't known each other for a long time, I really feel relaxed, unlike when I was with Sister Mu and Su Qin, I was always a little depressed.
I have to ask why... After all, Su Qin's character, if she says something too much, she will give you a full dose of "domestic violence". My bones can't stand the torment.
Although Sister Mu is not like Su Qin, no matter how kind people are to you, you are always the leader, and I still feel awe in my heart. Therefore, I have to consider some words before speaking.
"Squeak."
Just as we were chatting and laughing, the glass door of Tea Art House was suddenly pushed open. Before we could see the person coming, we heard an extremely lewd voice: "Oh, Wanjun, Wanjun, you are in such a good mood.
