Chapter 250: Sip and Chew
Sang Yu didn't pay much attention to what he said. Since he was back, it was a good opportunity for him to take her place for a while. She was still thinking about taking a walk around.
"Then you take my place, I'll go out for a walk."
Sang Yu wanted to take a walk, not because she felt bored setting up a stall, but because she wanted to see if there were any fun places around. With the development of technology these days, there are only a few entertainment projects.
It was nothing more than juggling performances, singing and dancing, playing the piano and flute, etc., and she just didn't have the artistic talent to appreciate these.
What she really wanted to do was to investigate the surrounding environment and see where the crowds gathered. It would be best if she could promote her milk tea.
She picked up a cup of milk tea that had been placed nearby, stirred the pearls at the bottom with a reed, and said, "I'll be back soon."
He sipped his milk tea and staggered down the street like a street urchin, leaving the father and son looking at each other in bewilderment.
Huan is a county within the capital granted by the king, referring to the direct territory within a thousand miles of the imperial capital.
The fact that the city lord dared to use this as the name of a street shows how much he values this place.
There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, and there are also several restaurants, but there are more elegant places such as teahouses and piano pavilions.
After walking around, Sang Yu quickly locked onto his target and came to a teahouse. In the middle of the teahouse, a middle-aged storyteller with a beard was telling a story.
She didn't go up to the second floor where the view was better, but asked the waiter to find her a seat in the front, ensuring that most people in the teahouse could see her.
Then she ordered a plate of dim sum and a dried fruit platter, and ate and drank milk tea while listening to stories. It was so comfortable.
Nowadays, teahouses and storytellers are a perfect match. They are the best place for many wealthy and free people to kill time. Just order a pot of tea and two plates of snacks, and you can listen to storytellers for an entire afternoon.
However, since it is a place where young ladies and gentlemen usually hang out, the teahouses on Qinghuan Street naturally cannot be like other places where people serve both meat and vegetables and tell all kinds of stories about the underworld.
The storyteller on the stage mostly tells stories from vernacular novels or famous events that happened in the current dynasty, and adds some of his own adaptations to weave new stories for the audience to listen to.
At this time, he was talking about the story of General Mu Liangyuan, who single-handedly repelled an enemy army of 100,000.
Sang Yu had asked Sang Yongjing about this matter before. As for the so-called 100,000 enemy troops, it was obvious that a remote small country could not gather 100,000 soldiers.
It was just 5,000 armored soldiers, 3,000 cavalry, 10,000 infantry and archers, 10,000 to 20,000 logistics and supply troops, and tens of thousands of conscripted militia, which was falsely called a hundred thousand people.
Mu Liangyuan was not the reincarnation of a god, and he could not stop tens of thousands of enemy troops by himself with his mortal body.
He relied on the natural barrier and led his 3,000 Guanyu troops to defend the city and annihilate tens of thousands of enemies. Finally, he waited for reinforcements, drove the enemy army back, and pursued and easily captured three border cities of the enemy.
I don't know how this successful battle of defending the city and pursuing the enemy was blown up into the fantasy story of "one man repelling 100,000 enemy troops" that it is today.
Even knowing the inside story did not affect Sang Yu's interest in listening to the storyteller's stories. It's true that people who make a living by their own abilities these days are all quite capable.
According to the storyteller, Mu Liangyuan went out of the city alone to fight against the enemy army of 100,000. Thousands of people surrounded him, but he broke through the siege, rushed into the enemy camp, and cut off the enemy's flag.
"Tsk tsk tsk, with such imagination, it would be a shame if he didn't go on to write novels in the future." Sang Yu sighed softly, and then remembered what he came here to do.
I saw her peeling the dried fruit, chewing the kernel inside, and picking up the bamboo tube at hand.
Then he took a big gulp and let out a refreshing "Ah——".
To be honest, it doesn't look very elegant, and she doesn't care about face and etiquette like other young ladies, but... it looks really fragrant.
The waiter who was busy pouring tea and water to each table suddenly discovered that the sales of dried fruits in his teahouse had skyrocketed. Almost every table that had not ordered dried fruits ordered some.
Completely unaware that his actions had doubled the sales of dried fruits, Sang Yu continued to suck on the reed stems, sucking up the pearls at the bottom and chewing them with puffed cheeks.
After a while, take a sip of milk tea and chew, then eat a piece of dried fruit and take a sip of milk tea and chew...
Gradually, some people could no longer sit still. After all, there are greedy girls and boys in every era, especially those who sit near her and can smell the sweet aroma of milk tea.
Sang Yu only felt someone gently touching her shoulder. She looked back in confusion and saw that his puffed cheeks were still chewing.
"What are you drinking, young lady? It looks delicious to me."
The person asking the questions was a young girl about the same age as Sang Yu. There was another girl of the same age sitting next to her. They must be two good friends who had made an appointment to come out together to listen to a story.
"I bought the pearl milk tea from the vendor next to the Qin Pavilion over there. It's delicious, and the pearls are quite addictive."
It was clearly their own pearl milk tea, but Sang Yu said without blinking that she bought it from a street vendor.
Now that we have the address, the next thing to do is easy.
The waiters in teahouses do not only provide tea and snacks, but also help customers buy snacks from outside. It is also common for them to do so, not to mention that they can get tips in return, so they are always willing to do this.
Not long after, two cups of milk tea exactly the same as the one Sang Yu was holding appeared in the hands of the two little girls.
They were much more reserved than Sang Yu. They took a sip and found that it tasted really good and sweet. They immediately smiled.
Then he imitated Sang Yu, sucked on the pearls and chewed them. The more he chewed, the brighter his eyes became.
This pearl milk tea is really interesting, especially the pearls. When you chew them, the flavor blends with the milk tea and actually enhances the taste of the milk tea a little.
So the next scene on the first floor became three people holding milk tea together, sipping and chewing.
Someone cleverly saw that the two were asking the waiter to run an errand and immediately directed the waiter to go buy it. Gradually, seven or eighty percent of the people in the teahouse were holding cups of bamboo tube milk tea in their hands.
If someone who doesn't know the inside story walks in, they might mistakenly think that the bamboo tube milk tea is the specialty of this teahouse.
As Mu Liangyuan finished the story of how he conquered thirteen cities alone, Sang Yu drank most of the milk tea in her hand.
She looked around quietly and saw that everyone had a cup of bamboo tube milk tea in their hands, so she left quietly with satisfaction.
She took the remaining half cup of milk tea and found another teahouse to make the same dish. After everyone present had drunk the milk tea, she left.
"How is it? The milk tea should be almost sold out." Although it was a question, Sang Yu was confident.
Sang Yongjing, who had been thinking of showing off his good business to her, was taken aback for a moment before realizing, "Did you call those people?"
As wave after wave of people came, he thought it was because his own milk tea tasted good, but he didn't expect it was still Sang Yu's credit.
"You can understand it that way." Sang Yu smiled slightly.
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