Thirty thousand years of cultivation will come to an end.
I bought this tea shop, which only sells one kind of tea - Wangyou. No fighting or grabbing, just sweeping the steps and making tea every day, watching the noise in the world, and having fun.
The trouble is, there are a lot of guests.
Su Ling, a swordsman in white clothes, whose sword name is "Reject" and whose mouth is more poisonous than the sword, came for revenge but refused to leave;
Ah Wan, the holy girl in red, betrayed the Demon Cult and came to me. Her love thread wrapped around her wrist, and people followed her;
Su Mei, a visiting doctor, always takes a long time to take a pulse, saying that this is called "looking, hearing, asking and feeling";
The green-shirted little Sophora japonica girl, Xiaoman, hugged my legs and called "Brother Ji" when she was hungry, and no one could stop her.
Four people gather at a table and quarrel from morning till night over who has the first bowl of tea.
There is a sloppy old man next door who drinks tea. He likes to ask the killer questions after paying off credit——
"You are stronger than anyone else, why don't you save people?"
I refilled his bowl of tea and said slowly, "What's the hurry? Drink first."
The first chapter is a bit slow, but it gets better later.