There are no similar types, so his progress is not fast.

The days passed slowly as he pondered slowly and leisurely. All the shops on this street knew that Qingfeng Teahouse had changed owners. The new owner was an arty weirdo, and the tea inside was shockingly expensive.

The tea sign hung at the entrance scared away a large number of guests. Those who deliberately caused trouble and refused to pay for the tea were all thrown out and left unconscious for a long time on the street, embarrassed and disgraced.

Slipping away.

This includes Baihutang who is looking for trouble.

The three short men that day were extremely resentful after returning and complained to the hall. Even a small teahouse was not taken down. Who else in the Baihu Hall would be willing to obey in the future, so how could they lose face!

So, when the teahouse reopened, a dozen men with fierce looks came to the door, ready to demolish the entire teahouse. But as soon as they walked in, no one saw anyone, so they flew out and landed right in the middle of the street.

I slept on top of each other on the floor for a long time.

This was a big deal. The senior officials of White Tiger Hall were also alerted, but they also knew something was wrong. They no longer dared to come directly to the door. Instead, they sent a master who was in the early stage of foundation building to sneak over with a fire fold in the middle of the night, and then

The next day, he was found hanging on a tree three miles away, still not awake.

The leader of the White Tiger Hall was only in the late stage of foundation building. After tossing and turning for several nights, he finally made up his mind and asked the second hall leader, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, to visit with a mahogany treasure box to apologize.

These days, the nearby neighbors watched a big show. When they saw someone coming again, they immediately brought out the benches and tea, and happily prepared to watch the show.

The Second Hall Master was filled with hatred, but at this time he didn't care about the eyes behind him. He only stepped into the threshold of Qingfeng Tea House with fear, and stood for a while. He was obviously relieved when he found that he was not thrown out of the door anymore.

After wiping away a lot of sweat, I moved in step by step, like stepping on pins and needles.

But he saw a young man coming out from behind the screen at the entrance and said to him expressionlessly: "Sir, I told you to put down your things and leave. Don't come back again."

Therefore, the Second Hall Master walked out the door empty-handed within a quarter of an hour after entering. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he ran away in the blink of an eye, as if running for his life.

Therefore, Qingfeng Teahouse has been open for more than half a month, but no one dared to come to the door. Until this day, two middle-aged monks dressed in Confucian robes and scribes came to the door, and the entire teahouse finally had its first order of business. It could not be sold.
Chapter completed!