In the blink of an eye, the tea house of the purple lantern has been reopened.

And the time it took to open again has been going on for half a month now.

The tea house that opened again was not affected by half of the relevant because of the previous suspension; but from the day of opening, the business entered the continuous fire.

Say a word of modesty, this little valley of the purple lantern.

This purple tea house has become the best place for many gate schools around, a group of gods and real people, and the best place to relax during the weekdays...

“Two, don’t you want it?A six is all finished, two springs, come to pay."God’s mouth was full of three.

At the same time, he threw a poker card carved out of a wooden film and dumped it heavily on the ground.

Playing a good card of the three, the face is indescribable spirit; and the bitter face of the two farmers, but full of wooden poker, full of extremely uncomfortable expression.

After that, it is a painful face that will pay the loss of the reward, to Zhang San handed over:

It was two small chrysanthemum cigarettes per person, and under normal circumstances, there was only one win or loss; only doubled after spring or bomb.

The result of such calculations is not half-problem.

At this time, but in the morning, the warm sun shone in the valley of the Zixi.

It shines on the people of the gods who are in it, including the three others in it, and they feel uncomfortable and comfortable.

Now, from the beginning of the tea house's opening today, there is still a very short time.

However, in order to occupy a good position in advance, do not spend money, or spend as little as possible.

A large number of poor gods like Zhang San came to the valley early, waiting for the tea house to open at noon.

Most importantly, wait for the beginning of the show that has been mostly over the plot, and the "cough" broadcast.

As for the wooden poker in hand, it is just a little show in which the gods pass the time in the boring waiting process.

After the tea house opened a new car, it launched a lot of new entertainment activities.

Among them, there is this novel play with poker cards, called the landlord; in addition, there is a thing called mahjong.

Real people, and rich gods and men, in addition to listening to the radio, drink hot and fragrant tea.

By the way, hit a few in-flight landowners, or touch a few laps of mahjong; such a beautiful day is a good trip.

After returning at night, with the help of the spiritual force left by the tea in the body, a little cultivation was carried out.

The effect is often very good, such a life compared to the previous boring days, simply let them refreshed to the bones.

The only bad thing is that the daily cost is too high...

As a poor Zhang San, it is definitely not the kind of thin and slippery poker card in the tea house.

But this is also difficult for him, nothing more than to find some good wood, you can personally carve a wooden poker.

Great, every poker card is heavier, after grabbing the card is touched in the hand is a thick stack; but just this advantage without spending money, is the best choice for Zhang San and others.

God's handiwork today is called a very good one.

When the tea house was officially open at noon, the two gods who played cards with him, and they gnashed their teeth and bought a pack of cigarettes for ten days.

Now it’s all in the hands of the three.

A small chrysanthemum cigarette representing victory was lit, and Zhang Sanmei smoked it.

At the same time as the hand put the card away, his mouth said: "No, there are half an hour to broadcast will begin; if you want revenge, come again tomorrow morning."

After that, Zhang San stood up and walked to the stall area on the edge of the tea house.

Because of today's rare hand, he decided to reward himself well; go to the takeaway stalls run by the tea house and buy a bowl of noodles to eat.

That's right!In the noodles, we also need to add meat and eggs, and he will also have a luxury today.

Of course, before leaving, Zhang San also definitely did not forget, the ass sitting down the futon group picked up, with an arm to hold away.

Who knows, if a person who does not pay attention will be robbed by a stinking god.

You know, in the past few days, more and more gods who are farther away have flown over the distance after hearing the reputation of the tea house, and they have come to see it not far away.

The problem is that these gods, like Zhang San, are poor without any family.

In the tall pavilion, even if there are enough seats now, it is not something they can consume.

Even, not far from the pavilion, those violet lanterns built by the large sheds, the sheds with humble benches to provide; count, after the new opening of the tea house, there were second-class seats.

However, even the relatively cheap tickets in the greenhouse still make them very reluctant.

And these new poor and forced gods will only stand far away in the open space outside the tea house and listen to the radio for nothing like Zhang San and others.

It is also because of the arrival of these people, in just a few days, Zhang San has been stolen two buds...

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In the long stalls, all kinds of food were sold.

From a distance, Zhang San seemed to be able to smell it, which was quite a wonderful smell.

In front of the stall, there were already dozens of gods and men who had laid out long lines; the situation was like these expensive food sold, and they did not need money at all.

Honestly, at the end of the team, Zhang Sanshen looked at the past with some complicated looks at the booth.

There, there are two miscellaneous servants dressed in short costumes like the dark boss, who are responsible for selling the well-made food to everyone.

At this time, Zhang San's complex vision, the focus of attention is a security guard on the side of the booth...

It was a middle-aged man with a large waist round, and he was also wearing a short suit of flowers and green, but there was one more outside of the short dress, called the coat.

The tall coat, uninhibited, was uninhibited on the shoulder, and it seemed that the security guard could not speak of the mighty domineering.

Plus the face of the pair, can cover half the face of the big toad sunglasses, and the feet pedaling of the big pair of big boots.

Zhang Sanzhen felt that this group of heads was more powerful than those real people.

As for this kind of weather, such a dress will not be a little too hot, Zhang San felt that it is not the focus at all.

After a long sigh, Zhang San's heart was full of bitterness.

You know, at the beginning, he also applied for a security guard; but he eventually did not meet the so-called standard because of his height.

In the course of a round, it was directly eliminated; I have to say, this is a sad story...

After waiting for a while, it was finally my turn.

This stock was unusually skilled in buying a bowl of fine noodles with meat and eggs; and at his strong request, the man was given two spoonfuls of chili oil to the noodles.

Just kidding!Chili oil this thing plus more and less, it is not necessary to spend a little more money; why not add a little more, more than a little cheaper in the teahouse.

Although eating to the mouth is a little spicy, but after the hot feeling, the whole body is also extra comfortable!

The poor man Zhang San only ate a noodle, and immediately entered the sluggish; not because of the noodles in his hand, which had not been eaten twice before, that delicious.

It is Zhang San, who saw a shop two as a small widow, who was dressed up from a distance.

The strange uniform called the cheongsam was very moving to the little widow's posture; especially when looking at it from the back, the fatal twist made Zhang San's mouthful quickly flow out.

In the hidden, Zhang San felt that inside his body, a long-sleeping impulse, gradually awakened.

And let his whole family move.

Unfortunately, he soon saw a scene that made him very angry.

When the seductive little widow met with a skin-headed old man from the Zichen, the two laughed.

Looking at the little widow, under the ridicule of the old bald old man, the smiling flowers were trembling; Zhang San indignantly put a large mouthful of noodles in his mouth.

The hate in his heart said, “The beast is really hot...”