The two girls were very skilled and looked like they were in this line of work.

Maybe it was because the two girls were still young and there were some adult men around them who teased the two girls from time to time.

"Where are the husbands of the two young ladies? How could they bear to let two such pretty young ladies go out to make a living?"

"I think you are of the right age. I need a concubine in my room. I will talk to your mother and ask her to marry you to me!"

A few gangster-like men were drinking coarse tea and flirting with the girls.

Zhao Ji watched from the sidelines and found that no matter what the men said, the two girls were always calm and served tea to other customers, not paying any attention to them. Instead, at the end, the girl with big feet glared at the men, put her hands on her hips, and shouted at them, "Don't forget to pay for the tea!"

The gangster-like men chuckled, still unwilling to give up: "If you give me a kiss, I will give you the money!"

The girl spat on the ground and said, "Fuck you, grandma! If you don't pay me, I'll go to the street and call the patrolling police. How can you force food without paying?"

"Let me see who is harder, you or the detective's sword!"

Seeing that he was able to fight back so eloquently at such a young age, Zhao Ji watched from the side and nodded secretly.

The thugs were scolded and perhaps felt embarrassed, so one of the strong men stood up and was about to raise his fist to hit the little girl.

A voice came from behind the door curtain.

"Look, look, a little girl made the old man fight with her with just a few words. It's really ridiculous!"

A clear voice like an oriole was heard, and Zhao Ji looked up towards the source of the voice.

A pretty woman in dark clothes came out.

Although the woman was wearing coarse linen clothes, she still looked pretty. Even though there were traces of time in the corners of her eyes, one could still vaguely tell that she must have been a pretty beauty when she was young.

When those thugs saw the proprietress coming out, their eyes widened. It was obvious that such a beautiful proprietress could arouse their interest more than a young girl who was still in her youth.

So the sturdy man who was so domineering and wanted to slap someone just now suddenly lost his arrogance.

He put his hand away dryly, smiling apologetically: "Who wants to argue with two little yellow-haired girls? If we have to argue, it's naturally with you, the boss lady!"

The proprietress narrowed her eyes and suddenly started cursing, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the son of Aunt Wang on the street. Wang Xiaoshuai, stop talking nonsense and pay for my tea first!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoshuai's eyes were full of the pretty proprietress. Even if he was asked to kneel down and bark like a dog at this moment, I'm afraid he would be willing to do it.

What's more, it's just a few cents for tea.

Wang Xiaoshuai took out the tea money from his pocket and put it on the table next to him. The younger of the two girls immediately stepped forward and collected the tea money.

Seeing that her daughter had taken the money back, the proprietress immediately glanced away and turned to leave.

Wang Xiaoshuai was naturally unwilling and went over to stop them.

The proprietress picked up the flat bamboo stick next to her and smashed it at Wang Xiaoshuai without saying a word.

"I told you that you wanted to take advantage of me! I'll beat you to death, you bastard, and then I'll tell you that I have a backer. If I really provoke you, I'll send you to Jingzhao Prefecture, and then I'll see if you can get away with it!"

"Get out of here now!"

The proprietress has been roasting tea leaves all year round, so her strength should not be underestimated.

Coupled with such aggressive behavior and those suggestive words, the strong man who was about to attack disappeared immediately.

Zhao Ji watched with great interest the scene of the pretty lady boss beating up the debt-ridden hooligans.

I just feel that this proprietress is quite capable, no wonder she can run this tea shop as a woman.

At the same time, Zhao Ji's attention also fell on the backer that the proprietress mentioned.

Zhao Ji secretly guessed that perhaps the proprietress's inner supporter might have something to do with the spread of this ballad?

Zhao Ji had seen how aggressive the lady boss was, so he was no longer in a hurry. Anyway, today was Zhao Ji's rare break time, so fortunately Zhao Ji sat in the teahouse, looking at the street market in the distance, enjoying this rare leisure time.

Zhao Ji originally thought that he had to wait until the tea stall closed, but he never expected that after only three or five cups of tea, the young girl walked up to Zhao Ji and said to him, "My mother said that people like you are not here to drink tea at first glance. You must have something to say, so my mother asked you to go to the back of the tea shop to talk!"

The little girl spoke very bluntly. Zhao Ji couldn't help laughing. He thought that this proprietress was really an interesting person. She was so keen that she discovered his unusualness.

Since the proprietress dared to invite Zhao Ji, he naturally dared to go to the appointment.

This tea is not in front. There is a small store with a stall and a few tables and chairs. Behind the door curtain is the backyard of the teahouse. As soon as Zhao Ji entered the backyard, he smelled an extremely strong tea fragrance.

This should be the proprietress frying tea. The tea has a faint scent of osmanthus. I think it is the kind of tea that more discerning guests drink.

Zhao Ji looked inside and saw that there was indeed a large pot on a slow fire underneath, and the proprietress was stirring the food with a spatula.

Seeing Zhao Ji coming in, the proprietress was not particularly surprised. Instead, she flipped the spatula in her hand and said coldly, "You are not the kind of person who would drink my tea, which costs only a few cents a cup. Why did you stay in my shop for so long today? If you have anything to say, just tell me!"

Zhao Ji really appreciated the boss lady's straightforwardness, so he came straight to the point and said, "The reason I came to your shop is because I have something to ask you!"

"I hope you can speak frankly, boss lady!"

Perhaps because the tea frying had entered the second half, the proprietress's movements were much slower than before, and the tea aroma was much stronger than before.

"I heard the ballad sung by children in the market outside before. The ballad is well-balanced and the content seems to be quite profound. We have been investigating along the way, and people say that it seems to have spread from your Simei Tea Shop!"

"So I came to see what kind of literary talent and connotation are hidden in the Simei Tea Shop."

As Zhao Ji spoke, the proprietress's expression became more and more serious.

"I know what you mean. This song really came from me."