Ma Wuchang tightened his sleeves, frowned, his swollen mouth flashed, and said in a dreamy way: "One hundred taels of silver... a cup? How is this... this possible?"
A few boring talented men looked at Ma Wuchang's "emotion" and were surprised, and surrounded him, waiting to see his joke!
"Yes! The young master is right!"
The little maid showed a young smile, smiling loli very much.
He poked out his loli-like little hand, reached in front of Ma Wuchang, and said crisply: "The tea in our Weather Pavilion is the snow lotus tea collected from Tianshan Mountain. It tastes pure, fresh and elegant, but it is very delicious! One hundred taels of silver is really cheap, Mr. Ma, don't you think?"
Cheap!
It’s nothing cheap, this is bare exploitation and crushing!
Although the little maid looks pretty and cute, especially under the temptation of this white shirt and black stockings, she looks pure and elegant!
But at this time, how could Ma Wuchang have the intention of appreciating beautiful women?
Ma Wuchang was willing to cheat, but looking at the contemptuous look of the talented men coming over, he knew that he could no longer do such a kind of "shy scolding" thing no matter what!
If you don't do it well, these jealous guys will really throw themselves out like a dead dog.
Alas...I admit defeat!
This hundred taels of silver... I died so unfairly!
Ma Wuchang pretended to be free and easy and took out a silver note, but turned around and looked at a fat talented man in the distance. He came over and saw that it was exactly the same tea as himself.
Ma Wuchang asked, and the man replied carelessly: "This tea is only ten taels of silver, but it is not bad for Tianshan Snow Lotus. It is really worth the money. Mr. Ma, you can also have a cup!"
Ma Wuchang is furious!
He pointed to the pretty little girl, his face flushed and said, "Stinky girl, you have eaten the same kind of tea. Why did he cost ten taels of silver, but he sold it to me for one hundred taels of silver. This... Isn't this blatant bullying me?"
The little girl was startled, and her mouth twitched a little, and she replied timidly: "This is... this is the rule of Wumei Pavilion... Master Ma should not get angry, I... I'm so scared."
"What breaks the rules? Give me a real trick... Did you secretly raise the price?" Ma Wuchang was furious, as if he had finally seized the loophole of Wumei Pavilion and wanted to take the opportunity to attack.
"Oh! Mr. Ma, please relieve the fire!"
Youlan twisted her waist again and walked happily to Ma Wuchang, blinked her eyes and giggled: "Young Master Ma, the voice is so loud, be careful to scare the little sister."
"I just found out that the little sister said it right. This is indeed the rule of Wumei Pavilion, and it is definitely not her random fooling you."
Ma Wuchang was electrocuted by Youlan's eyes and said blankly: "I want to hear what the rules are."
Youlan covered her pink little mouth and smiled, "Your Ma doesn't know anything. The talented scholars who can enter Wumei Pavilion have all passed the test of Chen. They are all talented and knowledgeable. There are detailed records in Wumei Pavilion!"
"And all the precious tea and refreshments in Wumei Pavilion are specially provided for these talented men to eat. This is also the characteristic of Wumei Pavilion and will never be bought and sold to the public."
"But, Mr. Ma, why did you enter the threshold of Wumei Pavilion? I believe you should understand it in your heart! In principle, the refreshments in Wumei Pavilion are not open to you. Even if you have more money, you will not be able to drink the fragrant tea in Wumei Pavilion!"
"It's just that Miss Hongxing is a good person, and she's just now, Mr. Ma, how could you misunderstand the kindness of Miss Hongxing and the little maid?"
Ma Wuchang felt so frustrated!
Could it be that I spent 100 taels of silver to drink tea and still be grateful to Wumei Pavilion? Can we not make such a tormenting joke?
Ma Wuchang had no other choice but to admit defeat and paid a hundred silver notes to the little maid with heartache.
He held the tea carefully and tilted his head to drink it clean, hoping to wash all the water stains on the teacup: every drop of water is very valuable!
But a cup of tea was not enough to quench thirst, and the fragrant tea was indeed mellow, which made Ma Wuchang's thirsty greedy worm in his stomach.
He blushed and said, "Is there no more discounted Xiangming?"
Youlan smiled and replied, "I really asked about it just now. There was no Wumei Pavilion, but Miss Hongxing just ordered that Mr. Ma was a distinguished guest. Even if he didn't have one, he would have to find a way to get it."
He turned around and smiled at the little maid, "Little sister, why don't you go and do it quickly?"
The little maid turned around and went...
Ma Wuchang then showed a satisfied smile: It's almost the same, but fortunately, the young master asked more, otherwise, another 100 taels of silver would be wasted.
A group of talented men gathered around to watch the show!
The little maid came back obediently after a while and served two completely different cups of tea on the tea tray.
Ma Wuchang leaned over and looked at the tea tray and asked, "Why are there two cups of tea?" He stretched out his big hand and wanted to get the tea cup on the left.
The little girl smiled and avoided it, saying softly: "Mr. Ma, the cup on the right is yours, and the cup on the left is the Tianshan Snow Lotus Tea you just tasted, which was ordered by that young master."
The little maid raised her hand and pointed to the fat young man just now.
The fat young man walked up with a smile, picked up the cup of Tianshan Snow Lotus Tea, and drank it happily in front of Ma Wuchang, occasionally exclaiming: "Good tea! Good tea!"
The little maid brought another cup of tea in front of Ma Wuchang and said obediently: "Mr. Ma, this tea is pine leaf tea, three cents of silver per bowl, the master will enjoy it slowly!"
Three cents of silver per bowl?
Mr. Ma jumped and took the teacup, but he was curious: Is there such cheap tea in the world?
He looked over and looked at the tea with surprise in his eyes, staring straight at the tea, and his body was stiff.
The talented men were also curious and looked forward with their heads tilted.
But I saw that the so-called pine leaf tea was made of some ragged tree leaves!
The talented men looked at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Ma Wuchang was so ridiculed that his face turned red and his ears were red. He held a teacup, not knowing how to express his anger.
The fat talented man smiled and leaned over, pointed to Ma Wuchang's pine leaf tea, and exclaimed: "Mr. Ma, it's really good to taste, and has reached the state of returning to nature. We ordinary people are ashamed of ourselves! For example, I can't drink this kind of pine leaf tea, or can Mr. Ma taste the artistic conception?"
Youlan smiled and said in a narrow-minded manner: "Well... Mr. Ma's artistic conception is really brilliant! Mr. Ma, why are you still standing there? Drink it quickly, and you should describe the deliciousness of pine leaf tea to us."
The talented men smiled happily, following Youlan's wishes, constantly putting big hats on Ma Wuchang's head and squeezed him to drink pine leaves tea.
Ma Wuchang listened to everyone's words, and I was so angry that his heart trembled.
I thought to myself that if I really drank this pine leaf tea today, tomorrow in the literary circle of Kyoto City, I would say that I was a dilapidated house with no quality, no money, and no realm.
Then in this circle, I’ll make a big fuck. Even Zeng Tong would kick himself away!
When Ma Wuchang thought of this, he was extremely angry. He picked up the teacup, swung his arm, and was about to smash it to the ground, wanting to smash the cup of pine leaves tea to pieces.
However, when his arm swung into the air, he suppressed his anger and put the teacup obediently into the little maid's tea tray.
Because, he suddenly discovered that the ground was a precious Persian carpet! If it was scraped by the pieces of the teacup, wouldn’t he have to lose everything?
Ma Wuchang was sweating coldly: Impulse is a devil!
The little maid was confused and said timidly: "Mr. Ma, are you not thirsty? Why did you put the pine leaf tea back..."
Ma Wuchang breathed a long sigh, then endured the pain and said in a low voice: "Go, bring me Tianshan Snow Lotus Tea, isn't it just a hundred taels per cup? Is this young master worth the money..."