C9 Two Great Evil-doers (1/2)

In the tea house, the firewood under the stove was jumping about in a bright and warm manner.

On the stove, the three to five teapots were already boiling. Wisps of white smoke emitted from them along with a strong aroma of tea.

Luo Yuer had a petite body, and was only slightly taller than the stove. She wore a sackcloth apron around her waist, and with her sleeves rolled up, she revealed two jade-like little arms.

This little girl was extremely serious. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and between her hair. Her cute face was roasted red under the fire.

”Little Yuer, Uncle Liu, why haven't you finished cooking the two bowls of Maojian?” Old Man Luo tidied up the tea bowls on the table and urged Yue Yang on.

Old Man Luo's forehead was still covered with a thick medicinal cloth, but in order to live, he had no choice but to continue working while enduring the pain.

”It's here!” It's here! ”Two bowls of scalding hair tips!” Luo Yuer brought over two large kiln bowls filled with hot tea. Her fingers were hot to the point that it turned red, she pinched her ears, and then continued working on the stove.

”Yuer's little boss, how much is the bill?” Someone teased.

”Two bronze coins, leave them on the table!” Grandfather is taking the money! ” Although Luo Yuer was extremely busy, she still wore a smile on her face, as if she never knew how tired she was.

Feng Feiyun looked at her quietly, and could not help but reveal a smile, he slowly walked to the center of the tea house and sat down at one of the tables, and called out: ”Little boss, Yuer, give me a bowl of thick and cold tea.”

”Alright, one bowl of it is thick …” Luo Yuer's voice suddenly stopped, and she turned around abruptly. Seeing Feng Feiyun, who was sitting on the side of the table, she couldn't help but shiver for a moment, and then, the teapot in her hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Why was it this evil man again?

Those people who had originally come to drink tea in the tea house, had their gazes fixed on Feng Feiyun, as if they were looking at a god of pests.

”Oh my god!” After a mere two days of peace, the Young Master Feng has appeared again to commit evil! ”

”Let's go, let's go!”

Everyone was extremely scared. They didn't even drink their tea before they ran off. The teahouse that was bustling with noise and excitement had suddenly turned silent.

All that was left were the six God Realm Old Man Luo s and the timid Luo Yuer. They all stared at Feng Feiyun with eyes filled with fear.

”Motherf * cker, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and serve our young master some tea, do you believe that I won't tear down your shitty shack!?”

Feng Ping stood behind Feng Feiyun, his face had a fierce look, and his voice was roaring like thunder.

Feng An pulled up his sleeves as well, looking like he was about to hit someone.

Luo Yuer bit her lips and blinked. She looked pitiful as she pleaded: ”Young Master Feng, I beg you, please don't tear down this teahouse. This is our only source of income, otherwise, my grandfather and I will starve to death.”

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Feng Feiyun felt happy in his heart, and laughed: ”I just want to drink the tea you made, a cup of tea, one gold coin, do you want to do this business?”

”A bowl of tea for one gold coin?” Luo Yuer's eyes were as wide as two grapes, she clearly did not believe Feng Feiyun's words, one gold coin was a huge sum of wealth for her, enough for her and her grandfather to use for a year.

With a smile on his face, Feng Feiyun took out a handful of golden coins from his pocket. There were about ten of them, each with a weight of one or two.

”Hualala!”

Feng Feiyun immediately sprinkled the coin on the table, and repeated: ”As long as you personally brew the tea, a bowl of tea, and one gold coin.”

Luo Yuer curiously looked at Feng Feiyun. What was this fellow plotting?

Finally, her gaze landed on the coins on the table. She paused for a moment before saying, ”You cannot go back on your word. Also, you cannot bully me or my grandfather.”

”If you negotiate with me again, do you believe that I would bully her right now?” Feng Feiyun's face revealed an evil smile, he rubbed his hands together, trying to scare the little girl.

Old Man Luo's expression changed, afraid that Luo Yuer would anger Feng Feiyun, and she quickly said: ”Yuer, is Young Master Feng something you can offend? ”Stupid girl, hurry up and make some tea.”

Luo Yuer was also shocked, as she thought back to the night at Young Master Feng when she pinched her so much that it hurt, and she could not help but cover her chest with her hands. She felt a chill, and immediately went to the stove to make some tea, not daring to say another word.

Old Man Luo walked over and kept on apologizing to Feng Feiyun.