On July 4th, at 7 o'clock in the evening, Porcelain Street.

Gu Kaiwen, with Dong Ping, Dong Hongchuan and Yun Zhongyang, was cleaning the old teahouse.

The old tea shop, which has been closed for more than half a month, will resume business tomorrow. In order to welcome its reopening, Gu Kaiwen and his party did a major cleaning inside and out.

It was nearly 8:30 in the evening, and Gu Kaiwen and Dong Ping were busy completing it. As for Dong Hongchuan and Yun Zhongyang, the two old men hit it off and quickly developed into good friends.

In addition, the two old people have strong cooking skills, and they are preparing midnight snacks in the kitchen of Xiaojingzhai.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Dong Ping." Gu Kaiwen patted Dong Ping's arm.

Dong Ping smiled silly, "I'm not tired."

"How have you learned craftsmanship recently?" Gu Kaiwen asked casually.

Dong Ping said a little disappointedly, "I am still working hard. I may not be that piece of material, and I can't even learn basic knife skills."

Gu Kaiwen laughed out loud, "Hahaha, Brother Dong Ping, do you want to laugh to death?"

"Ah?" Dong Ping looked at Gu Kaiwen in confusion.

"You only have a few days left, and you want to learn how to use knife skills?" Gu Kaiwen showed a look of memories. "I started watching and learning to stir-fry tea at the age of eight, practiced cold pots at the age of ten, and practiced pots at the age of fifteen. For eight years, I can't escape every winter and summer vacation. Do you know how desperate I am?"

Dong Ping knew Gu Kaiwen when he was a child, and he also laughed, "It seemed a bit miserable at that time."

"A little miserable?" Gu Kaiwen complained, "What's even worse is that I graduated from high school and got into college, but I haven't mastered the skills of tea stir-frying. According to Master Yun's original words, my skills of tea stir-frying can barely pass the exam."

Gu Kaiwen complained wildly, "Ten years, ten years, my tea stir-frying skills barely pass the exam... Can you feel my inner despair?"

Although Dong Ping's character is a little straightforward, he is also a smart person. He knows that Gu Kaiwen is comforting him, "Thank you, Kaiwen."

When Gu Kaiwen heard Dong Ping call him his name, not the boss, he nodded with relief.

"Come on, Brother Dong Ping! You learn your skills well. No matter if you want to open a store by yourself or take over Master Dong's class in the future, I will not treat you badly." Gu Kaiwen promised.

Dong Ping was secretly moved, and he focused his head and said, "Yes!"

"Let's go and have a midnight snack. Master Dong and Master Yun are both experts in cooking. I'm very curious about what flavor they made for forty kilograms of crayfish." Gu Kaiwen swallowed.

Dong Ping also swallowed, "I like spicy crayfish the most."

In Xiaojingzhai's yard, three huge stainless steel square plates were piled with three red crayfish mountains. Gu Kaiwen sniffed them one by one, "Spicy crayfish, garlic crayfish, and pickled pepper crayfish, Master Yun and Master Dong, don't talk, I'll try it out, which of you makes it."

Yun Zhongyang and Dong Hongchuan nodded, and Dong Ping was also waiting with interest.

Gu Kaiwen first put a garlic crayfish, and he found that the tail shell of the crayfish had been broken, which facilitates peeling and removing the shrimp thread. Gu Kaiwen quickly peeled the shell, and after removing the shrimp thread, he ate the tender meat of the crayfish tail in one bite.

"Well, this taste is very familiar!" Gu Kaiwen did not make a judgment. He picked up another spicy crayfish, but still did not make a judgment. He then made pickled crayfish as usual.

"The three types of crayfish taste very good, I'll give it a try again." Gu Kaiwen said while picking up crayfish.

Dong Ping looked at Gu Kaiwen in confusion, "Uh... Why do I think you didn't guess at all?"

Gu Kaiwen laughed, "Of course I didn't guess. You guys don't drool when you watch me eat alone?"

Only then did everyone realize that they were tricked by Gu Kaiwen!

July 5th, 2:00 pm.

Outside the old tea shop, Gu Kaiwen put out an electronic fluorescent board, which reads the information about the old tea shop reopening business.

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Good news!

The old tea shop resumes business

Old Tea House officially introduced 'Jingshan Tea'

Welcome new and old tea guests to taste

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The Old Story Tea House has been in the Porcelain Street for nearly a hundred years. In the past ten years, the Old Story Tea House is the only teahouse on the Porcelain Street. In addition to closing down, other teahouses have transformed into beverage stores.

When the old tea shop was closed, the old tea shops on the porcelain street thought that the old tea shop could not escape the crushing of the times and were eventually eliminated.

But now the old teahouse has resumed business?

Some old tea shops on the porcelain street once again walked into the old tea shop. They also had feelings for the old tea shop, and the old tea shop provided them with a place to party and chat.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Liu, please come in there! Mr. Ding San has arrived and is in his old position." Gu Kaiwen greeted the old tea guest.

Gu Kaiwen has been living in the old tea shop since he was a child and knows almost every old tea shop. The two he just greeted were the old tea shop on Porcelain Street, Liu Hongguang and Zhou Daojun, and Ding Yi who came in advance.

In the corner of the tea shop, Ding Yi squinted his eyes and was drinking tea, but he did not notice Liu Hongguang and Zhou Daojun coming.

"Lao Ding, what are you doing?" Liu Hongguang is the oldest. He is 67 years old this year and has retired long ago. His daily hobbies are drinking tea and playing small mahjong.

Ding Yi was also sixty-four years old. He opened his eyes and said, "Good tea! Good tea! Good tea!"

"Ah?" Liu Hongguang looked at Ding Yi and said, "What are you crazy about? We don't know about the tea from the old Gu family?"

Ding Yi didn't say anything. He pointed to the tea list on the table, then continued to take a sip and tasted it with his eyes closed.

Liu Hongguang picked up the tea list, and his eyelids twitched, "Fifty yuan?"

Zhou Daojun also frowned, "Has it increased so much?"

"What kind of tea is this Jingcao tea? Is it expensive?" Liu Hongguang does not understand Mandarin and only knows Shengqing dialect.

"Langge" is the Mandarin "why"? "Langge" is the Mandarin "so".

Zhou Daojun pointed to the tea-single road, "There are cheap ones below."

"Old Ding, did you order this clean camellia tea?" Liu Hongjun looked at Ding Yi with an intoxicated look on his face. He guessed whether Ding Yi ordered clean camellia tea, otherwise why did he say three good teas in a row just now?

Ding Yi opened his eyes again, and nodded, "Well, I ordered clean camellia. Originally, I was preparing to make some contributions, but this clean camellia was beyond imagination. Lao Liu and Lao Zhou, would you give it a try?"

"Really good?" Liu Hongguang was under certain economic pressure. There was no problem with a cup of 5 yuan per cup of tea, but a cup of 50 yuan per cup was worth considering.

Zhou Daojun was a little better, and he said directly, "Then try two cups."

Liu Hongguang agreed helplessly.
Chapter completed!