return from cultivation

Chapter 218 A Teahouse

After leaving the hospital, Suhang took a taxi and went to the place Mr. Song said.

As soon as the driver heard the address of the Suhang newspaper, he smiled and asked, "Are you going to drink tea? The general people in the capital don't know that place, so you can figure it out."

Suhang didn't know where it was, so he smiled and didn't make a sound.It was only when I got to the place that I realized that it was a small alley, and the inside was a bit dark, but when I looked up, I could see a gray cloth swaying in the wind under the light.Two words are embroidered on the cloth: "teahouse."

The name of this store is really straightforward, no wonder the driver said he was here for tea.

Suhang walked over, and when he reached the door, he saw a vegetable garden on the first floor.An old man was squatting there, picking up vegetables.Suhang froze for a moment, thinking that he had found the wrong place, and was about to call Mr. Song when he heard a voice from above: "Boy of the Su family, come up, what are you doing there?"

Suhang looked up and saw Mr. Song leaning out half of his body from the brick railing, smiling at himself.He just walked in, the old man looked back at him, didn't speak, just shook the mud on the vegetable leaves and walked away.

What a strange place... Suhang shook his head and walked up the old wooden stairs.

Above is a large terrace with three tables, one of which is occupied by Mr. Song and two elderly people.Seeing Su Hang coming, the old Chinese doctor laughed loudly, stood up and introduced, "This is Mr. Su Hang, the genius doctor I mentioned to you, and his methods are very powerful."

Two elderly people, both in their 70s and [-]s, also stood up and greeted Suhang with smiles on their faces.They are all friends of Mr. Song, and they are also well-known masters of traditional Chinese medicine in the capital.

One named Nong Yuanxun, whose ancestor was not an imperial doctor, but a very famous doctor who was born and raised in the capital.

The other is Ye Hongzhi, who was a Taoist priest in the early years and learned Chinese medicine from his master in the Taoist temple.Later, the Taoist temple disappeared, so he moved to the capital. After a long time, he also gained a lot of fame.

Regardless of the fact that these two people were born in grassroots, they still hold the title of honorary professor in the universities in the capital.Mr. Song's visit to the capital this time was at the invitation of the two of them to give a speech at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine to promote the country's culture.

After Suhang was seated, Ye Hongzhi sized him up, and then said with a smile: "The sky is round, Su Xiaoyou looks like a smart and blessed person."

Suhang knew that he was looking at his face, so he said, "I don't know if I'm lucky, but I'm still a little smart, otherwise I'm sure I won't be lazy today."

This joke made several people laugh.Suhang's unrestrained attitude made Ye Hongzhi and Nong Yuanxun have a good impression.

Suhang glanced around and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Is it broken?" Old Chinese doctor Song said: "Although it is broken, it is one of the few old teahouses in the capital. When people are old, they don't know where to go when they come to this bright place, so they like to come here This is tea. However, after drinking your top-quality tea, I really can't get used to the tea here."

The three words "unaccustomed to drinking" are purely out of politeness. In fact, Mr. Song wants to say that he can't drink.

Even though this teahouse is inconspicuous, the tea used is actually top-grade, and even if ordinary people want to drink it, the owner of the teahouse may not respond to it.The old man has worked hard all his life, and he has long passed the age of wanting to make money.

However, no matter how high-quality tea leaves are, compared with low-grade spiritual teas, they are as hard to swallow as leaves soaked.So Mr. Song came to this teahouse, just had a sip, and didn't serve another cup for a long time.

And his hypocrisy made Ye Hongzhi and Nong Yuanxun very curious.He couldn't even drink top-quality Biluochun, what kind of tea did this old fellow drink?Mr. Song described the low-grade spiritual tea, especially the taste and taste, which aroused the two people's curiosity and anticipation.But Mr. Song didn't have much tea, so when he came to the capital this time, his pocket was very clean.

Seeing that the two old people yearned for tea so much, Suhang was not stingy. He carried a clay pot with him, and there was still a lot of tea in it.However, wouldn't it be impolite to take your own tea in someone else's teahouse?
Hearing that Suhang brought tea, Mr. Song's eyes lit up.As for the scruples, he waved his hand and said, "There is nothing impolite about being polite. Now it's not like before, and you don't pay much attention to it. Besides, that old guy also likes to drink tea. If you really have top-quality tea, he won't be happy in time."

Having said that, Su Hang had no choice but to take out the clay pot from his pocket and take out a piece of spirit tea.

Although the light is dim, the crystal clear leaves are still very conspicuous.Mr. Song couldn't wait anymore, he patted the table and shouted: "Old man Li, quickly bring the teapot and cups, there are good things!"

The old man who was picking vegetables downstairs came up slowly with a teapot, as if he had expected it a long time ago.Putting the hot kettle aside, he glanced at the tea in Suhang's hand, showing curiosity, and asked, "What kind of tea is this?"

Don't look at the old man's slow movements, but his words are full of air.Moreover, with Su Hang's eyesight, it is easy to see that he has strong energy and blood, and compared with ordinary old people, his body is much stronger.If nothing else happened, there would be no problem for the old man to live past a hundred years.

"My own tea, nameless." Su Hang said, put the spiritual tea into the teapot, and then brew it with boiling water.

Soon, the tea was fragrant, and Su Hang was the youngest among the people present, so he poured a cup by himself with the pot, even the old man who brought the water was no exception.

Several old people picked up their cups, sniffed at the tip of their noses, and then took a sip.Then, several people's eyes brightened, and they all praised.

"It is indeed better than my tea, can you sell it?" the old man asked.

Su Hang said with a smile: "The old man likes it, just give some, why talk about money."

Mr. Song was happy in his heart, but he didn't want to let Suhang suffer, so he said: "This tea is sold for hundreds of thousands in Huan'an City, and you have taken advantage of it!"

The meaning of what he said couldn't be more obvious.Several people are old men, so they can't understand.The restaurant owner smiled, turned around and went downstairs, and when he came back, he already had a blank check in his hand.He put the check and pen on the table and said, "Fill in whatever you want."

Although the voice is quiet, it is very domineering. If it is an ordinary restaurant owner, it may be difficult to cultivate such an aura.

Suhang glanced at Mr. Song, saw him nodding slightly, so he picked up his pen and wrote an amount of 100 million.Afterwards, he took out [-] pieces of tea leaves from the clay pot and divided them into five pieces.

Twenty pieces of tea, even at the lowest price, cost 200 million.It is not surprising that it sold for 500 million at the auction.Mr. Song knew that Suhang also didn't want to take advantage of others, so he smiled and accepted the tea without saying anything more.

Both sides were very happy, so Suhang asked: "Mr. Song called me, not just for tea, right?"

"It's all about eating, but I really have something to tell you." Mr. Song laughed, and talked about the business: "In recent years, Chinese medicine has been severely oppressed, and this type of medicine is underestimated at home and abroad. We old guys are getting older and older, but there are not many apprentices who may be interested. Don't get me wrong, with your level, it is not our turn to accept apprentices. I just want to invite you to go tomorrow University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, join us in the lecture, and let those little guys see that there are still young people who are willing to learn Chinese medicine, and they learn it very well!"

To put it simply, let Su Hang act as a "model" to prove that Chinese medicine is not exclusive to the elderly.

Suhang doesn't like this kind of thing, but he doesn't want to brush Mr. Song's face in front of others.Seeing his hesitation, Mr. Song said, "You don't need to do anything, just go up and demonstrate the Shadowless Needle."

Seeing that the old man was looking forward to it so much, Suhang had no choice but to agree.As for the so-called speech, he was not interested at all.Moreover, even if you barely get on stage, you don't know how to speak.His understanding of Chinese medicine relies entirely on his inner deduction, which is a unique special ability.

Afterwards, the owner of the restaurant brought a few plates of stir-fried vegetables, all of which were fresh vegetables picked from the vegetable garden.Although the taste is average, the taste is good.After the meal, Suhang made another pot of tea and drank it with several people before leaving.Ye Hongzhi and Nong Yuanxun also left the teahouse soon.

After the figures of several people disappeared at the entrance of the alley, the restaurant owner looked away from the terrace.Mr. Song took a sip from his cup and asked softly, "How is it?"

"There is a limit to advancing and retreating, but his temper is a bit soft, but he is much better than those ineffective boys of the Su family." The owner of the teahouse shook his head slightly and said, "It's a pity that he is a concubine. With the character of that old boy Su Changkong, I'm afraid he won't be reused." .”

"It's better if you don't reuse it, otherwise, why would I invite him here?" Song Yongnian chuckled and said, "And this kid is not ordinary. In my opinion, his potential is even greater than you imagined." .If it can be won over, it will not be a bad thing for the Li family."

The owner of the restaurant nodded slightly, and then said: "It's not worth paying attention to at the moment, let's put it aside for now. But you should pay more attention to the matter of Lele. This little girl seems to have gone crazy recently, and she has provoked the entire capital city. Got messed up by her."

"Lele..." Mr. Song sighed, looked at the other party and said, "You have already taken the position of Patriarch, so why ask so much more. One must die..."

"I just want to live until the day when the Li family reaches the top, shouldn't that be too much?" The restaurant owner said with a smile, but the smile was so cold that Mr. Song's face froze, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

If there are people who are familiar with the forces in the capital, they will definitely be surprised.This boss, dressed like an old farmer, is the current head of the Li family, the inexplicable second master whom everyone respects!

As an old Chinese doctor who is famous all over the country, Song Yongnian often comes to the capital and has been in contact with the Li family for decades.For such a long time, the involvement of various interests has made him and this family an inseparable one.But this time Suhang was invited here to build a bridge for the Li family.It's just that the second master of the Li family still doesn't seem to like Suhang.

(End of this chapter)