Chapter Forty-Four: Yan Niang Tea House (1)

  In the county town, on the main street, there were from time to time groups of little devils patrolling back and forth. Although the common people were frightened, for the sake of their family's livelihood, many people were still busy rushing about on the main street. The shops along both sides of the street were also open for business, but most of them had deserted doorways and few customers.

  After the gunpowder entered the city, it obviously slowed down its pace. When all the special warfare team members came to his side, he whispered again: "Be careful not to attract other people's attention again. There are enemies everywhere in this city, and next time it may not be so easy to escape."

  Although no one mentioned it, everyone understood that the firework was especially reminding Big Bull and his brother. Everyone looked at the two brothers with a smile, with an expression of gloating. The two brothers slowly retreated to the back, exchanged a glance, made a face, and then quietly followed behind everyone else.

  The old man who had just met with the explosives is now pulling a cart and walking away from them. Everyone is too lazy to look for their destination, so they follow far behind the old man. Looking at the old and young figures, everyone feels a sense of desolation. The old man is at such an advanced age that he should be enjoying his later years, but he is still working for the revolution. If it's said that the old man is doing it for his ideals, probably no one would believe it. Then there can only be one possibility, which is for hatred. Everyone thinks to themselves "The old man's family must have had a tragic story."

  The fake army on the street gradually increased, and the old man also pulled a cart into a small alley. Huoyao and others stopped in their tracks, seeing a two-story teahouse not far away, with a sign hanging above the door that read "Yanni Tea House" in large letters. Huoyao nodded to everyone, they had arrived at their destination.

  Yan Niang Tea House was different from other shops, which were deserted and had few customers. But here it was bustling with activity, like a market at the door. Huo Yao and others found that the guests entering and leaving Yan Niang Tea House were endless, but most of them were idle fake soldiers. Everyone couldn't help but feel curious, what kind of person could make revolution under the eyes of the fake army.

  The first floor of Yan Niang Tea House has over a dozen tables, and now more than half are already occupied by customers. Several waiters are busy refilling tea cups, serving snacks and pastries, and they seem to be enjoying themselves immensely.

  A tall and slender beauty with long hair down to her shoulders, absolutely stunning figure. Although she covered her face with a black silk scarf, it still allowed everyone to vaguely see her delicate facial features, adding an infinite sense of mystery to her beauty. Wearing a classic cheongsam, revealing snow-white legs as she moved, further highlighting her feminine charm. Her laughter was like the tinkling of silver bells, just like the singing of a skylark, making people feel carefree and joyful. She flitted about among the tea-drinking crowd, greeting guests and cracking jokes, as if dancing with elegance and poise.

  A tea-drinking fake soldier suddenly shouted loudly to the fiery figure of MM: "Yan Niang, what's the good day today? Is it your aunt's arrival? You're in a bad mood and came to greet us idle guests?"

  "Haha……" The tea guests saw someone teasing Yan Niang and burst out laughing, following along with the teasing.

  It turned out that Yan Niang was the boss of this teahouse. Don't look at Yan Niang's young age, she had also seen such scenes many times before. She smiled calmly and said: "Wow, you know me so well, but you're not a worm in my belly."

  The fake soldier who was speaking saw Yan Niang responding, and his spirit was lifted. He loudly shouted again: "I'm just not very understanding, when can I deeply understand? Haha..."

  "Haha……" All the tea guests understood what the fake army meant. They burst into laughter again, and their cheering became even more vigorous.

  At this time, a waiter walked up to Yan Niang and whispered something in her ear. Only then did Yan Niang say to the tea customers: "I'm too lazy to bother with you all, I have something to attend to now, everyone just drink on your own for now."

  The tea guests saw Yan Niang turn around and want to leave, they all detained her and said: "Yan Niang, don't go, let's chat for a while."

  Yan Niang ignored the other tea guests and turned to head back to the backyard. But she hadn't taken a few steps when she saw Huo Yao and others standing at the entrance of the teahouse. Yan Niang hesitated for a moment, then walked towards Huo Yao and others with a "heh heh" laugh: "Hey, are you gentlemen here to drink tea? Why stand at the door? Everyone come in quickly."

  Huoyao and others stood at the entrance of the teahouse for half a day. The special warfare group members saw that there were mostly puppet soldiers inside the teahouse, and they were all worried that Huoyao might have mistaken the place. Because the old man who made contact only told Huoyao about the method of contact after entering the city. However, Huoyao was fascinated by Yan Niang's figure, and he thought to himself, "Even if we're just drinking plain water here, it's still a great pleasure in life."

  Huoyao saw Yan Niang walking towards him as lightly as a butterfly. He felt a wave of fragrance hit his nose and couldn't help but fall into his old habit, getting nervous when he sees beautiful women. Although Huoyao had never seen what Yan Niang looked like before, he stuttered out an answer: "D...d...drink tea."

  Yan Niang smiled again and asked, "Are you gentlemen drinking tea on the first floor or going up to the second floor's private room?"

  The firework words reached the mouth, but did not say out. He felt a flush on his face and saw that those drinking tea were all staring at him. The firework hesitated for a moment before leaning close to Yan Niang's ear and whispering: "Go back to your boudoir and have some snacks."

  Huoyao quickly retreated two steps, scolding in his heart "Who is the idiot who set this up? Wanting to use such ambiguous language. If I misinterpret it, others will think I'm a flirtatious rogue."

  Although the voice of Huoyao was small, the members of the special warfare group heard it clearly. Daniu, Erniu, Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu were all stunned, not expecting Huoyao to say such frivolous words. Yanzhi and Zuocaiyun walked up to Huoyao with a smile, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, squeezing him between their bodies. Yanzhi and Zuocaiyun hugged their arms, secretly extending two fingers from under their armpits, pinching Huoyao's arm hard.

  Yan Niang confirmed the identities of Huo Yao and others with a subtle hint. Just as she was about to speak, she noticed the slight movements of Yan Zi and Zuo Caiyun. After observing carefully, Yan Niang chuckled and said: "You want to go to the elegant room? Then follow me up to the second floor."

  Huoyao and others followed Yan Niang to the second floor. There were three or four luxurious rooms on both sides of the second floor, with a straight corridor in the middle, and another staircase leading downstairs opposite the corridor.

  Yan Niang was leading Huo Yao and others to the escalator on the opposite side when they suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle stopping at the teahouse entrance. The noise from the fake soldiers downstairs instantly subsided, and all that could be heard was the small second floor shouting: "Yan Niang, Ye Tian Taijun and Zhang Translator have come to drink tea."

  Please collect and recommend, brothers.