Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 222 The Tea House (2)

In this group of men, some had uncombed hair, and some had their clothes loose.

When they came in, they surrounded every vegetable pot tightly, and squeezed Xiaotang and Zhong Weiwei out along the way, obviously deliberately trying to make trouble and grab the food.

Xiaotang's prepared vegetables were squeezed to the ground, and the bowl fell to pieces, and she was so angry that she cursed: "These bastards! How shameless!"

People were waiting for her to speak, and someone immediately came to find fault: "Where did this little girl come from? Do you understand the rules?

Eat if you can, starve if you don’t have the ability, or spend money to buy it, who are you scolding?Who are you scolding?An apology must be made. "

Xiaotang was not afraid of being besieged by this large group of stinky men, she put her hips on her hips and was about to start cursing.

Anyway, with His Majesty the Emperor behind her, who would dare to do anything to her?
Zhong Weiwei stretched out his hand and pulled Xiaotang behind her, raised his chin arrogantly, and looked contemptuously at the group of disheveled men from under his eyelashes:
"Livestock are the most powerful. Can you compare with them?"

These words are equivalent to scolding all the men present.

There was a loud "wow" in the cafeteria, and they opened fire on Zhong Weiwei, master and servant, with a crackling attack.

Some words were so harsh that Xiaotang's eyes were red with anger.

Zhong Weiwei was unmoved, there was still a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips, with a look of contempt and contempt on his face.

It seemed that the people in front of him were all dung and worms, not worth mentioning.

When they couldn't stop cursing, she said slowly:

"Aren't you just trying to find fault with me? People in the tea ceremony, we pay attention to elegance. It's not enough to fight with violence, you have to show your real skills.

Come, come, come, whoever comes to make gestures with me, if I lose, I will pack up my luggage and leave immediately without saying a word. "

These tea masters are nothing more than trying to compete for that spot.

Someone told them that Zhong Weiwei is very powerful and crazy, and she will definitely snatch one of the remaining four places.

In addition, after she came in, she consciously concealed her true identity, so everyone shared the same hatred and wanted to drive her out together.

People who really knew Zhong Weiwei's identity had various reasons and fears, and they all chose to remain silent, watching the situation and the fight.

Seeing Zhong Weiwei take the initiative to challenge, someone responded immediately: "Compete, who is afraid of whom? If you lose, hurry home and bring your children, and serve men!"

Zhong Weiwei calmly chose a clean place to sit down: "I'm waiting for your move."

A middle-aged man with white face and beard was pushed out, and said contemptuously: "The competition consists of three rounds, and we will send three people.

The first round compares the real aroma and taste of the tea, and then distinguishes the tea species and tea names according to the tea flavor and tea shape;

The second round of tea comparison;

The third round score tea.As long as you lose one of them, get out immediately. "

Xiaotang laughed angrily: "What a bunch of disrespectful men! They will use tricks that don't stand on the table!
Throwing guns, grabbing food, pouring water on human charcoal, fighting with wheels, if you lose a round, you will leave, what about you?

No wonder Li Guohui lost to Dongling, it turned out that it was because you had misused your mind! "

Some tea masters showed a bit of embarrassment on their faces, while others didn't take it seriously: "The master is talking, and the little girl has no rules, so don't interrupt!

We were not the ones who lost to Dongling, and we were not the ones who won the final battle. "

This is a sophistry.

Although Da Sicha can monopolize the quota and directly enter the decisive battle, among the six people, the winner must be decided first.

Whoever is the most powerful will win.

They couldn't beat Chen Junqing, so they could only let Chen Junqing go.

It turned out to be an excuse instead, and it was all Chen Junqing's fault and had nothing to do with them.

Zhong Weiwei frowned: "That's too bad, if your skills are really superb, then you can defeat Da Sicha and represent Li Guo in the battle;

Since you can't compete with Da Sicha, it means you are far inferior to him. It's really shameless to say such a thing. "

The man immediately jumped up and put his finger on Zhong Weiwei's face: "Who are you calling shameless?"

Zhong Weiwei glanced at him indifferently, slowly grabbed a wooden plate next to him, jumped up suddenly, and slapped the man's fingers with all his strength, and said sharply:

"It's you, a scum like you! I want to challenge you! If you lose, get out immediately! What's your name?"

That person didn't expect Zhong Weiwei, who looked gentle and weak, to be like this.

Caught off guard, he was slapped hard on his hand by the wooden plate, and with a slap, he screamed like a pig in pain: "My hand is broken!"

His fellow countrymen immediately surrounded him to beat Zhong Weiwei.

The owner of the museum, Han Ziwen, appeared in time, separated the people with a straight face, and Da Majindao sat down:
"The state owns the laws of the country, and the family has its own rules. Since it is a challenge, let's start.

Whoever dares to beat someone will be disqualified immediately, kicked out, held accountable according to the law, and disqualified forever. "

Obviously there is a side, someone yelled: "She beat someone just now, what counts?"

Zhong Weiwei's eyes passed through the crowd, locked on the shouting person accurately, and said indifferently: "It's just a slippery hand. If you don't accept it, let's fight."

Han Ziwen immediately said: "Yes, are you going to fight? Come out!"

The man immediately died down, lowered his body and hid in the crowd.

Zhong Weiwei accepted it when he saw it was good: "You can discuss it, choose three people to compete with me, and I will wait for you."

A group of people gathered together and whispered.

Zhong Weiwei nodded to Han Ziwen, opened the food box, and took out two more bowls from it.

Xiaotang was very surprised: "Why did you take so many empty bowls?"

Zhong Weiwei winked at Xiaotang: "I have experience in this kind of thing."

She had heard a lot of things about the Fang Tea Hall, and she had already expected such an event, so she prepared a few more empty bowls, broke one and got another.

"Borrowed, borrowed..."

The two master and servant held empty bowls, swaggered through a group of black and white men, walked to the vegetable basin, and made another meal.

Then he swaggered back, picked a table with the best lighting and sat down, bowed his head to eat, as comfortable as if he was in his own yard.

Han Ziwen silently watched Zhong Weiwei's every move.

He sort of understood why Wei Shi, Lu Shi, and Da Sicha Chen Junqing and his son were so afraid of Zhong Weiwei.

Some people, as long as they live, will soar to the sky sooner or later, no matter how they are suppressed, they cannot be suppressed.

The atmosphere in the tea ceremony should have been corrected a long time ago. Maybe this time is a good opportunity. If he can't do it due to pressure, he will leave it to fate.

Zhong Weiwei noticed Han Ziwen's gaze, and she raised her head and smiled at him: "The owner of the restaurant hasn't had breakfast yet, right? Together?"

Han Ziwen shook his head and shouted at the group of incompetent tea masters:
"Have you discussed it? Manly man, don't be a mother-in-law, it's better to be a woman than to make people laugh."

The tea masters recommended three people: "Huang Xinchan, Yu Binzhi, and Nan Xiaoqiao."

　A bunch of extras came out, everyone claimed it.This is an addition to the monthly pass of 100.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)