"No, Uncle Li, I've just taken office. As the saying goes, the new official takes office for three fires. Before my fire starts, you can just let me turn off the fire. Isn't that good?"

Qin Mo had a bitter face, "Oh, my father is really right. I said everything. I don't want to do this, I have to force me to do it.

In short, I asked my two uncles to cooperate and let my subordinates cooperate with my work.

Moreover, this is also a chance for you.”

Cheng Sanfu hurriedly asked, "What opportunity?"

"This is not a place to talk. Let's go to the old man's teahouse. Let's drink tea while talking." Qin Mo hooked the shoulders of the two of them.

Soon, I arrived at the teahouse, where Qin Mo’s exclusive private room was available.

Look, there are people sitting down there, and most of them are nobles from the capital.

In the morning, at the end of Mao, they came to the teahouse to have breakfast and drink morning tea, and heard that the storyteller was telling the storyteller.

Then we walked through the alley and came to the mahjong hall.

The mahjong hall is also divided into several areas. The outermost part is merchants, and the inner part is a little bit of a good official.

Going in, that's the Lord, and there's a special session for women...

Very lively.

For mahjong halls and lecturers, the daily fee is only for tea, breakfast, and the venue fee for playing mahjong, which costs thousands of taels of silver.

Per capita daily consumption, three taels.

Those who can come here are rich people.

What is being told below is a story, a story about the East Travels of Daqian. This is a story created by the old man using Journey to the West as a reference.

"What a shitty Journey to the East? How do you taste the same as Journey to the West? Jingyun, you can really do it, copy yourself!" Cheng Sanfu is also a fan of Journey to the West. There was no way, so Qin Mo arranged a Taoist guardian for him here, which he liked very much.

"This is not what I wrote, it's the old man! The story is different, it's just that the subject matter is a bit similar!" Qin Mo spread his hands helplessly.

"Oh, it turns out it was written by the Supreme Emperor. It's really talented and gorgeous, and it's much better than you!" Cheng Sanfu gave a thumbs up and smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Uncle Cheng, you are really green tea!" Qin Mo also gave a thumbs up.

"What does this mean?"

"Oh, I just want to praise you for your freshness!" Qin Mo explained with a smile!

Li Cungong looked at the green tea in front of him and took a sip, "The taste of this stir-fried tea is really different. Although it tastes light, it has endless aftertaste. Jing Yun, get me a 100-800 pounds and I'll take it back to try it!"

Qin Mo widened his eyes, "Ten pounds and eight pounds, my hands are burned. Do you know? I will give you at most two pounds. I will fry five pounds this time, and I still have to prepare the rest!

Moreover, this tea is specially used in the teahouse, and I will also train tea artists at that time!"

Hearing these two, Cheng Sanfu and his two eyes narrowed, "Nephew Qin, can we participate in this business?"

"If you want to do the tea-fried business with me, okay, find a way to help me settle the gossip in the capital, so that those people in the capital will come here to apply for a license!"

Upon hearing this, the two of them instantly withered, "Nephew Qin, this matter is too difficult. Didn't you offend everyone to death?"

Cheng Sanfu said: "Hey, this matter is not easy to deal with. You should be more at ease. Your father is really. He doesn't care about you for such a big thing.

Do you know who is crazy? I tell you, the last few times you were assassinated were all slightest, those rangers went crazy, but they attacked indiscriminately."

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Chapter completed!