Chapter 79: Eighty-two, Yunshui Pavilion's Health-Preserving Tea Ceremony

Eighty-two, Yunshui Pavilion's Health-Preserving Tea Ceremony

"Are you all full? If you're full, let's go back."

Yunshui Pavilion, second floor.

Ouyang Rong, whose brain was aching from the "girlfriend's call" vibration, immediately nodded and suggested.

"Full, full."

"Brother Lianghan, this slightly spicy food is really energetic."

Su Dalang, Yan Liulang, and the three put down their chopsticks and responded one after another while wiping their mouths.

Saying they were going to leave, but in front of the table...

Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang, and Liu Ashan sat motionless, sitting upright.

Su Dalang, who had gotten up halfway, had a confused face:

"Eh, aren't we leaving? Why aren't we leaving?"

However, his companions were either looking over, or looking straight ahead, or admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window, still not getting up.

Su Dalang was a bit confused, until he saw a maid and woman from the wine tower holding a bill walking over not far away, and he suddenly realized:

"Oh, oh, oh, I'll pay, I'll pay."

The other three immediately woke up from their "dormant state" and shook their heads one after another:

"It should be me. Eh, Dalang is still so generous. Alright, I'll treat the next meal. No one is allowed to grab it."

This was Ouyang Rong, who was sighing with dissatisfaction.

"How can I be embarrassed? Brother Su is really too polite. This Yunshui Pavilion's consumption seems quite expensive... Next time, if you go to my Peach Blossom Street side, I, Little Six, will definitely treat you well!"

This was Yan Liulang, who valued loyalty.

"The Magistrate is right, Brother Yan is right."

This was Liu Ashan, who had held back for a long time before squeezing out a sentence.

Su Dalang was stunned.

His face was a bit moved as he nodded, feeling that everyone was really good. Not only did they take him out to play, but they were also so honest and loyal.

It seemed this trip wasn't in vain, and he hadn't made the wrong friends. This was definitely not the "fair-weather friends" in his mother's mouth.

Su Dalang decisively took out money to pay the bill.

The maid lady waiting with the menu on the side looked at the harmonious and friendly group of four, and smiled, as if she was used to it.

Obviously, she had seen many such combinations.

When men come out to play, there are always these fixed combinations in the team:

One who is silly and rich, one who is glib, one who is honest, and one who is incredibly handsome.

Looking at this table, isn't it clear at a glance?

"Girl, may I ask how much?"

Su Dalang asked politely.

The maid lady, wearing the corner-cutting clothes provided by the stingy wine tower, bent down and handed over a bill:

"Thank you for your patronage, Young Master. Removing the zero, six hundred and eighty wen."

For a dinner costing more than half a guan of money, Su Dalang didn't seem to have a concept. He browsed the bill almost like not looking at it, and without a word, took out a silver bean and handed it over.

The maid lady's smile became even brighter.

Ouyang Rong had clearly seen her holding only a bill just now, and this outfit didn't seem to have any pockets, but he saw her turn her hand, and I don't know where she took out a new menu and handed it to the table in front of them.

"Young Masters, please wait a moment. I'll go get the change. Also, there is some tea on the third floor, suitable for post-meal digestion. You can take a look."

After speaking, she turned and left.

Su Dalang curiously picked up the new menu and looked at it, asking:

"Brother Lianghan, Brother Yan, Brother Liu, should we go up and have a cup? I'll treat the tea. Isn't it too early to go back now?"

Although he saw his little desire not to go home so quickly, Ouyang Rong, who was a bit distracted, still shook his head.

"Forget it, next time. I'm a bit dizzy, going back to rest."

"Alright..."

Su Dalang's face was a bit regretful. He was about to nod and get up with everyone, but his eyes seemed to have discovered something, and he immediately turned into a curious baby and muttered:

"Eh, why is the tea upstairs so expensive?"

At this time, the maid lady returned again and politely handed the red-cloth-wrapped change to Su Dalang.

Su Dalang raised his head, pointed to the few lines of small print at the bottom of the new menu, and asked with a strong desire for knowledge:

"May I ask, what kind of tea is this? Why is it one guan per pot? And what is this 'Winter's Warmth'? Two guan per pot?"

Even though he didn't know the price of firewood and rice, he couldn't help but click his tongue. How could it be more expensive than the tea his father drank? At this price per pot, is the tea equivalent to gold? There must be something tricky about it...

The maid lady's face remained unchanged, and she nodded politely:

"Oh, this. It's our Yunshui Pavilion's health-preserving tea ceremony, especially suitable for Young Masters to digest and promote food. It is a bit expensive, but the service is first-class and thoughtful."

"How thoughtful?" Su Dalang couldn't help but ask.

The maid lady spoke softly and gently, counting the treasures:

"That depends on what tea is ordered. Our Yunshui Pavilion's third floor features four health-preserving teas this month. Young Master, please look.

"This one is called 'Spring's Rhyme', this one is called 'Summer's Refreshment', both are two quarter-hours.

"The one behind is called 'Autumn's Intensity', and the last pot is called 'Winter's Warmth'. The price is a bit more expensive, but it wins in duration, having half an hour, enough to enjoy to the fullest before returning.

"Each health-preserving tea ceremony will have a separate tea ceremony room and a corresponding tea artist with superb skills to boil tea and cook tea.

"Young Master can close your eyes and rest on the couch, doing nothing; or you can sit around the stove with the tea artist to boil tea and do it yourself; or you can move to the chessboard and play chess and discuss the Dao with the tea artist... all are fine. It depends on your interest. Our third floor focuses on elegance and health preservation."

After listening to such a detailed explanation that seemed to say everything and seemed to say nothing.

Su Dalang, who was seeing this for the first time, was stunned.

He couldn't help but look at the politely smiling maid lady, and then turned to look at Ouyang Rong and the others with strange expressions.

The maid lady asked as usual: "Do Young Masters want to go upstairs to taste tea?"

After listening for so long, Yan Liulang behind Ouyang Rong also seemed to become humble and eager to learn. He asked for advice:

"May I ask if your tea artists are men or women?"

The maid lady said calmly:

"Naturally, there are both men and women. However, women are clever and dexterous, so there are definitely more of them. But if Young Master has requirements, there are men too."

Su Dalang and Yan Liulang looked at each other, and in the exchange of eyes, some understanding was revealed.

Only Liu Ashan had a confused face throughout, looking left and right.

As for Ouyang Rong, who had been silent throughout... he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled the menu paper from Su Dalang's reluctant hands and stuffed it back into the maid lady's arms.

"Why drink something so expensive? There's plenty of tea to drink back home."

Ouyang Rong took the lead in pulling Su Dalang and Yan Liulang's sleeves and turned to go downstairs:

"Go, go, go, it's time to go back. You've all eaten your fill, why stay here? Let's walk from here back to Luoming Street, just to digest. Isn't this more health-preserving... Hey, you two move a little."

Finding that the two behind were slow, Ouyang Rong turned back speechlessly.

He sighed and said to Su Dalang and Yan Liulang, who were walking hesitantly:

"My head is really a bit dizzy, going back to rest."

Ouyang Rong had spoken seriously, so the two naturally had no choice but to honestly follow.

The maid lady wasn't annoyed either, put away the small menu, and smiled politely: "Thank you for your patronage, welcome again."

Ouyang Rong took the lead downstairs, followed by Su Dalang, Yan Liulang, and Liu Ashan.

Ouyang Rong originally thought he could take a break, but this was just the beginning.

"Brother Lianghan, something's not right. Just a few pots of tea, and it didn't say if it was any precious Longjing, how could it be sold so expensively? One pot starts at one guan. There must be something tricky about it..."

Behind him, Su Dalang frowned, leaned into his ear, and muttered his analysis.

Ouyang Rong in front had his mouth twitching.

Nonsense, you don't even look at what names they are taking. What kind of dog-fart Spring's Rhyme, Summer's Refreshment... Proper tea, who takes these names?

Su Dalang hammered his left palm with his right hand and asked: "Brother Lianghan, you say, could it be that there is some hidden service we don't know about? If something is abnormal, there must be a demon!"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "Don't know."

But Su Dalang didn't seem to care about his answer at all, continuing to frown and mutter:

"However, Brother Lianghan, I saw two beautiful girls carrying tea sets going upstairs just now. Maybe they are the tea artists. I really didn't expect that at such a young age, they would have such superb tea art. They are truly beauties, much younger and more promising than the old women who boil tea and pour water in my courtyard... Wait, I understand. So it's this kind of elegant service!"

His face was serious, and he said earnestly: "Brother Lianghan, looking at it this way, this health-preserving tea ceremony isn't too expensive. Being able to taste tea with a beauty is indeed elegant. Spending a guan of money is quite worth it. It can cultivate sentiment and nourish the nature. What do you think?"

"I don't know, don't ask me." Ouyang Rong was expressionless.

At this moment, he was secretly cursing why the stairs of this Yunshui Pavilion were so long. He hadn't reached the bottom yet, and he was almost annoyed to death by a certain guy who loved to mutter.

The young Magistrate took a deep breath:

"Dalang, can you stop talking..."

"Brother Lianghan, I think this kind of elegant matter of nourishing the nature, even if my father and mother knew about it, they probably wouldn't object, right? This can also be considered a scholar's romance, isn't it? The scholars in books seem to be cultivating sentiment like this... Choose a beauty, boil tea around the stove, sit and discuss the Dao, how beautiful the imagery is, what do you think?"

Behind him, Su Dalang was still frowning, his tone very yearning and longing.

"..." Ouyang Rong.

Immediately after, without stopping, another burst of muttering came from behind:

"Brother Lianghan, I finally know why I'm so tired from reading. It turns out I've been obsessed all along. The method is wrong. I didn't realize before that reading is actually a fun thing. The premise is to find the right method. Like the health-preserving tea ceremony on the third floor, combine work and rest, taste tea and read books, then you can easily and happily increase knowledge... Hey, the pedantic teacher misled me!"

Ouyang Rong gradually straightened his face.

"Spring's Rhyme, Summer's Refreshment, Autumn's Intensity, Winter's Warmth... what a mood."

Su Dalang sighed, and then turned to mutter curiously:

"Wu, Brother Lianghan, if it were you choosing, which one would you choose? I prefer the last one. No other meaning, mainly curious, how is the 'Winter's Warmth' warmed..."

Ouyang Rong suddenly stopped, and the three behind also stopped.

Su Dalang immediately closed his mouth, as if his mouth was locked, completely silent.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Yan Liulang clenched his fist and coughed, his tone a bit blaming:

"Brother Su, stop talking. The Magistrate already said he was unwell and wanted to go back to rest. If there's anything, let's do it another day..."

Su Dalang whispered:

"That's right... No, wouldn't it be better to go upstairs? Anyway, I brought some silver. We can pick a quiet tea room for Brother Lianghan, let him lie on the soft couch and close his eyes to rest, and by the way, drink the hot tea handed over by the beauty to relax. When his head isn't dizzy anymore, it won't be too late to go back. We can also open a few rooms next door to wait for Brother Lianghan."

Yan Liulang seemed to realize, inhaled and nodded: "Eh, that's true."

"?" Ouyang Rong.

Just as the two behind were singing a duet, the young Magistrate suddenly turned around, and they immediately shut up and became honest.

Ouyang Rong looked at the two who were looking around for a while, nodded calmly, and took the lead in turning around and walking upstairs.

Su Dalang and Yan Liulang were stunned in place, looking up at him.

Ouyang Rong didn't look back and said:

"What are you stunned for? Walk, Winter's Warmth, right? Come on."

"..."

Su Dalang and Yan Liulang were overjoyed and immediately followed.

Ouyang Rong, who was leading the way upstairs, let out a long sigh of relief.

He finally understood. If he didn't bring these two guys up to take a look, he wouldn't have a moment of peace all the way.

Speaking of which, is Su Dalang's mouth that of Tang Seng? It's one thing for one person to mutter, but he even leaned over to analyze a bunch of things for you seriously.

Forget it, forget it, just go to the third floor to open the fortune... It can also be considered returning the favor of the Su residence last time. Besides, the work done by Liulang and Ashan these days is indeed effective, so he has to reward them... Also, he wants to see what kind of health-preserving method this is... Finally...

"You kid pays the bill."

Ouyang Rong turned his head and glared at Su Dalang. The latter nodded and patted his chest without stopping. This enthusiasm made Ouyang Rong's mouth twitch again.

Before long, on the third floor of Yunshui Pavilion, there were four more private rooms with closed doors...

When coding, my left eyelid kept jumping. Don't know why. Eh, could it be that my fortune has also come...

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 80 =====