The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

The squirrel froze, shook its big tail, and pointed to itself, "I answer the question?"

Mr. Qian nodded and said, "Yes, you answer!"

It was the first time that Squirrel was a spokesman for Yizhi Temple. He was a little excited, pointed at himself excitedly, and asked, "What should I answer?"

Many people were spoiled by this little guy, and Kaka took pictures.

Some people worry that the squirrel is bullied, and the boss seeing the money is not pleasing.

Boss Qian does n’t care about that much, but the old question repeats: “You fooled us by advertising but did n’t sell tea. What does it mean? So many people have waited at the door for so long, you just do n’t sell it. Did it happen? You guys are scams, you know? "

Mr. Qian's momentum is extremely powerful, at least for a little squirrel, he is still very energetic.

however……

The squirrel's eyes were wide and dumb, and asked, "What advertisement?"

Mr. Qian: "..."

puff!

Many people sprayed it on the spot, this dialogue ... too cute!

Boss Qian looked intently at the squirrel and determined that this little thing was not playing with him. Then he said: "You advertise on TV and say that you have the best cold bamboo tea, don't you know?"

The squirrel was decisive, and shook his head dumbly: "I don't know, I'm stunned?"

Hey?

Hey? !!

Boss Qian had the urge to go crazy. At this time, he realized that the punch is not necessarily a fist-to-fist fight. The most frustrating thing is that a full-fisted punch in the air is a waste of effort!

Boss Qian said: "You lied to us and advertised that tea is good, but we came but said there was no tea, okay? You lied!"

The squirrel scratched his head and said, "Cheat? We have good tea, is it really good. But why are you here? Advertise, and say that tea is sold?"

Mr. Qian: "..."

Listening to the squirrel's slip, Boss Qian's eyes were almost glaring out. This Nima's ... is this simple or a thief? These problems are simply lore!

"Haha ..." Song Ming couldn't help it anymore, covering his stomach, laughing.

She took the lead and everyone else laughed ...

For a while, the boss of Qian only felt that he was a complete fool!

Look at that stupid squirrel, only feel that this guy is more cunning than the monkey!

Mr. Qian waved his hand and said, "Okay, you go."

The squirrel looked strangely away.

Boss Qian was still laughing when everyone saw him, and stared at them one by one. Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Qian's eyes turned and said: "Okay, everyone ’s abbot said, let's just come, no tea, let's go! I told you long ago that advertising is deceptive and exaggerated. Tea? I heard for the first time that bamboo leaves can still be used as tea.

Everyone heard the words, and then they remembered that their tea leaves seemed to be in vain.

One by one was also lamentable, but since they do n’t sell or send tea, they do n’t have much meaning to stay here again.

So one by one began to leave.

Just then, a faint fragrance came over ...

Everyone is a master of tea tasting. Regarding the taste, especially the taste of tea, regardless of the origin of the three miles, they can also tell the difference.

So everyone stopped subconsciously ...

"What's this smell?" Someone exclaimed.

Tang Chen was surprised: "The curiosity and scent is different from ordinary tea. This seems to be the unique fragrance of bamboo! What kind of tea is this?"

Song Ming also had his eyes brightened, and said, "Scent, not that kind of thick makeup and scent, it's fresh and scented into the lungs ... but where does this smell come from? No one drinks tea nearby?"

Tang confused: "This tea is fragrant but not strong, but the wind is still blowing. This is unheard of."

Song Ming heard Tang's confusion and suddenly noticed this key.

In the northeast of winter, the northwest wind keeps blowing. It is reasonable to say that any fragrance will be scattered by the strong wind.

But this delicate fragrance, as if ignoring the existence of the wind, floated to the nose of everyone, and the fragrance reached the bones.

Then Mr. Jia followed with a sigh of admiration: "Good tea, good tea! I smelled it when I smelled it, and the maggots are almost hooked up. If you taste it ... **** ..."

Boss Jia actually drooled.

Everyone was amazed, but the eyes of Boss Qian's eyes were uncertain. Obviously, he was different from all those who asked for tea, at least his purpose was not simple.

Just when everyone was amazed, a salted fish was holding a large bowl, the large bowl was steaming, and the green leaves were like floating gems floating up and down. Under the sun's rays, the leaves became more and more crystal clear, making people feel brighter.

The crowd gathered around almost subconsciously, and watched the tea carefully, exclaiming one after another: "The best cold bamboo tea!"

"This is really the best cold bamboo tea!"

"Ads didn't lie to us, Hanzhu Tea really exists!"

"This smell, it smells good!"

"Smell it recently, it smells even better!"

"Ah? What tea set is that tea making thing? I haven't seen it?"

"Well! That's a fart tea set, just a big tea bowl, and the water used is just plain water!"

"This ... this is too jerk, spoiled baby!"

...

Hearing this, the salted fish gave them a white look and said, "It's all guys who drink water. What a mess? We all drink like this."

"That's you don't understand the tea ceremony!"

"That is, this tea should be brewed in the best teapot!"

"The cold bamboo is yin, so it should be soaked with the water of the Yanghuo! That can stimulate its excellent taste!"

"Don't talk, just think about me drooling."

"If you have a sip of tea, hey ..."

Grunt ...

When everyone was talking about how to taste a bite, the salted fish lifted their heads and took a big sip. The sound of the cow drinking was half, and everyone's heart was bleeding.

An old man pointed at the salted fish with a bare chest and shouted, "Our **** is violent!"

Song Ming also said, "Tea is not drunk like this."

Tang Chen followed: "You all said that this tea is not high in yield, and you still drink it like this, it's ... I'm so distressed!"

Mr. Jia followed: "This salty fish mage, don't spoil the good stuff. Look, how much is your bowl of tea? Can I buy it?"

As soon as Boss Jia spoke, someone immediately shouted, "I have a thousand yuan!"

As soon as Mr. Jia heard it, he was anxious and immediately said, "I have two thousand!"

"Ten thousand!"

"Fifteen thousand!"

"This is more precious tea than Dahongpao. There is no market price, you just shout the price? I bully my ancestors and I don't know how to count them?" The salted fish directly gave them big white eyes, then looked up, The large bowl of tea was in the eyes of everyone, incredible, reluctant, heartbroken, and extremely angry eyes, drunk!