Lin Dalang's face froze. He looked at the pink card in Fang Shusheng's hand, and then at that calm face.
He felt like someone had slapped him on the face.
"Why do you have this card?" Lin Dalang was horrified.
At this moment, Mr. Fang seemed to be possessed by the Greek god of pretense.
He was so self-taught that it was infuriating. He said calmly, "On the first day Xuan opened, I went in and bought half a roll of paper. Brother Qi gave it to me when the paper was delivered to my door. He said that Shopkeeper He was very grateful for my love for it. Yesterday, he invited me to taste the newly dried lotus tea. Tsk, I haven't finished my homework. I really don't have time!"
Brother Qi?
He, shopkeeper?
Lotus tea?
The corner of Lin Dalang's mouth twitched.
Just now, his face was not only covered with blisters, but also covered with blisters. It was smelly, yellow, smelly and hot.
Classmates swarmed over and asked Fang Shusheng: "It is said that Manager He is a very beautiful girl! Have you seen her? "
"I heard that Master Qiao often went to Xuan to drink tea and write, but is that true? Are his legs and feet okay?"
"They say that among the three houses of Feng, Ya and Song, the paper inside each one is more expensive than the other!"
......
Fang Shusheng was surrounded in an instant.
As his background was, even though he had an uncle who was a high-ranking official, he was not a prominent figure in the capital. Moreover, he was a taciturn person who could not utter a few words, and he was not very smart. He had not even been awarded the title of scholar after all his studies.
This was the first time he had received such intense attention.
Well, it was also the first time that he consciously...acted like a big shot.
It feels a bit good...what's going on?
Fang Shusheng's face instantly turned red from his chin to the tips of his ears. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Lin Dalang's ambiguous words.
"Since your card can go to the second floor! Then take us upstairs to take a look!" Lin Dalang raised his head and glanced downward with an arrogant attitude.
Fang Shusheng's words got stuck in his throat.
It’s a bit hard to put into words.
Although the lacquer manager said when he gave him the card that he could bring his relatives and friends to the second floor to have tea and taste it.
but.
Fang Shusheng glanced at more than twenty pairs of eyes that glowed like hungry wolves in the darkness...
There are more than twenty of them!
It is said that the tea served by "Xuan" was priced at ten taels of silver for one tael of tea, and the cakes served on the table were all hot on the same day by "Xingrongji"... He brought so many people to the second floor, was he going to buy things or to get something for free?
The most important thing is that he only bought half a bag of paper weighing more than 40 taels from "Xuan"!
How could he be so shameless?
Fang Shusheng moved his lips like a drowning fish - was he going to be slapped in the face for all the pretense he had just shown?!
Lin Dalang keenly saw through Fang Shusheng's hesitation and embarrassment, and laughed knowingly: "Let's go?"
Fang Shusheng lowered his head and did not respond. Seeing that Lin Dalang was getting closer and closer, he frantically calculated in his mind, and finally raised his head and said in a desperate tone, "Let's go!"
Lin Dalang stood tall with his hands on his waist, looked around, and chuckled: He knew how much vinegar this guy had in the bottle. With the financial resources of the Fang family, how could they possibly get the "Xuan" small hard card!
A group of people came to "Xuan".
Through the screen wall, one can already see people drinking tea and waiting in the courtyard.
Lin Dalang glanced at Fang Shusheng with a half-smile and pouted: "Go up!"
Scholar Fang stepped onto the stairs, looked back at his classmates, and walked into the inner hall. Manager Qi, whom he had met once, was writing behind the counter. He opened his mouth, not sure whether Manager Qi still remembered him, and even less sure how useful the light pink card in his hand was.
Fang Shusheng's voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Paint...Paint..."
Qiqiqi raised her head, and the next moment she walked around the counter, bowed and came over, with a sincere smile and friendly eyes: "Mr. Fang!"
Fang Shusheng straightened his back a little.
Lin Dalang's face darkened.
Fang Shusheng took out the card with dark patterns and a bright red seal from his sleeve pocket, held it out to Qiqiqi, and tried hard not to stutter: "...Last time you said that with this card, we can go to the second floor... and... and... we can also bring a few relatives and friends..."
several...
Fang Shusheng was too embarrassed to say it out loud...
Twenty or so is also called a few?
Qiqiqi didn't even move her eyes, and didn't even look behind Fang Shusheng. She stepped aside to make way for him, and said with a smile, leading the way from the left front: "If you are willing to come, it is a great honor for Xuan's humble home! The last time it was Shanhu who explained it to you, she is on leave today. If you don't mind, our store's third-level manager, Madam Zhong, will receive you on the second floor. Is that okay with you?"
Do all the waiters who serve customers have to be fixed?
The beggar following behind me, oh no, the classmates following behind me looked at each other in bewilderment.
A curious person stretched his neck and asked tentatively: "Is every customer served by the original waiter?"
Qiqiqi said in a gentle manner: "Our store adheres to the first-come-first-served system. If the customer specifies that they want to change the waiter, then we will change the waiter, and the original waiter will be deducted points accordingly."
Qiqiqi's eyes were serious, and she smiled with her lips pursed, hiding her vulgar temperament very well: "Also, we don't call them waiters in our store, but counter girls or counter boys. The people who receive guests on the second floor are stewards. The lady Zhong who is entertaining you today is the highest-ranking steward in our Xuan."
Lin Dalang recalled that the last time he came here, he drank tea for a long time in the courtyard before waiting for the red velvet rope at the door to be lowered. The one who lowered the rope was the "lacquer manager" mentioned by the pretty girls in pink and white satin... Judging from the looks of those girls, the position of this lacquer manager should be quite high, right? !
"She is a level three manager, so what level are you?" Lin Dalang raised his head with obvious arrogance.
Qiqiqi led everyone through the courtyard and stopped in front of a spacious and bright outer staircase. Then he turned around and smiled at Lin Dalang: "I am not talented, just a second-level manager."
Lin Dalang sneered: "How can you let a woman ride on your head?"
Qiqiqi:? He wanted to let Aunt Zhong ride on him, but she refused!
Qiqiqi was a little unhappy. She turned around and gently knocked on the red wooden door in front of the outer stairs. When she turned around again, she was smiling again: "This gentleman, please be careful with your words. The boss of our Xuan store is also a girl. She has made tribute paper, met the emperor, served as an imperial merchant, and followed the eldest princess to Fujian to fight against the Japanese. What's wrong with being a woman? You can say this here. If it gets out, there are too many people in the capital city. I'm afraid you will have a hard time doing many things in the future."
The words sounded very soft, but inexplicably, they made Lin Dalang extremely angry!
Who do you think you are!
It's just a tiny reptile from a small merchant's home!
Businessmen are just dogs in front of their nobles! You are just a dog raised by dogs!
How dare you teach him a lesson with words?
Go to hell!
Lin Dalang was furious!
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