lotus in the afternoon

[Shuixiang Xiansi] It's rare to have free time, and enjoy afternoon tea alone. Just opened a cup of Longjing, and saw a timeless situation drama being staged at the adjacent table. There was an uncle with long hair, silver beard and a bone suit. He was very irritable. He blamed the aunt, relatives and friends beside him for constantly urging him to keep on asking and chattering, making him unable to breathe and unable to sit down and make a cup of tea. Auntie laughed again and again, but continued to refute. Uncle blamed him for not understanding basic manners. The rest of the relatives and friends said a few words of help, and hastily circled the field.

The water is rolling and the tea is beautiful. But the baked cup is hot, and I always teach me how to boil the chicken a few times. If I am not careful, it will be too bitter.

After the calm, I began to hear my uncle and the female companion on the same stage talking about the deeds of painters such as Su Dongpo, Tang Bohu, Xu Beihong, Zhang Daqian, etc., singing and harmony. Xindao Teahouse is rare to have an elegant conversation. While I drank the store’s Longmen Fried Rice, I stretched out my ears and listened, and I enjoyed both dishes. I wonder if my uncle is an auction house, or if a rich man likes to buy toys, so he should be careful as an amateur.

After three cups of tea, the topic slowly turned to real estate and stocks. Well, it's still a Hong Konger.

The table is messy, and tea is inevitably spilled every time you add a cup. The menu was still thrown by Huo Ji from outside the two or three positions. Seeing this normal performance, I felt relieved. A-jie still pushed the dim sum cart and slowly cruised around, but there was no spectacle of everyone rushing up with dim sum paper in their hands. After all, the number of tea guests was reduced.

Unfinished. Huo Ji listed the remaining dim sum to the new tea customer, I couldn't help but order two more char siu buns and left with a belly.