EBE Chapter 337 Listening to Stories
Chapter 337 Listening to Stories
With Mr. Qiao's apology and the explanation of the story, the frightened guests stopped getting angry and were drawn into the story following Mr. Qiao's voice.
From time to time, you can hear the cheers and applause of the tea drinkers when you hear the exciting parts, "Good!" "Excellent!" "Great!" "..."
As time went by, more and more people came to listen to the story. Many ordinary people also spent three cents to buy a large cup of black tea and sat on the bench nearby, listening with great interest.
The shopkeeper was a new person hired by Nanny Li, named Xu. He told Zheng Sisi, "County Lady, there are a lot of beggars squatting at the door. Do you want to find someone to drive them away?"
Zheng Sisi glanced at him and said, "No need, just listen to their story. They have made a great contribution to our good business. Go to the kitchen to get some cookies and a bucket of tea for them. As long as they don't come in and disturb the customers, don't chase them away."
Shopkeeper Xu bowed and nodded: "County Lady, I know what to do now."
He turned and went into the backyard to make arrangements.
"Pa", when everyone was listening to the exciting part, the sound of a wake-up stick slamming on the table interrupted everyone. Mr. Qiao said, "It's an exciting story. To know what happens next, please listen to the next episode!" Then he picked up his exclusive teacup and drank it slowly.
During this pause, many guests started to shout.
"Joe, it's very interesting, tell me more."
"Isn't this a wry reminder? We've only just begun."
"Keep going! Keep going!"
"........."
The tea drinkers had high praise for it and Zheng Sisi was very satisfied as this was exactly the effect she wanted.
Mr. Qiao had drunk enough tea and noticed the emotions of the guests. He now admired the county lady more and more. She was so young but she understood people's emotions so well, even better than those wanderers like them.
He put down his teacup leisurely and said, "Since everyone is in high spirits and willing to listen, I will say another paragraph."
"Oh!" There were cheers from below, and Mr. Qiao continued to talk about the next content.
The waiters in the store listened to the stories while observing the guests' movements, refilling their tea from time to time, and when they saw the guests raised their hands, they hurried over to ask. Some ordered new tea, some added snacks, and the waiters were very busy.
Amid the calls of the tea drinkers, Mr. Qiao was about to start talking about the third chapter when a fat guest stood up and stopped him, saying, "Mr. Qiao, can you wait a moment before talking? Just a little while, I need to go to the toilet."
Suddenly the teahouse was filled with laughter. But after laughing, everyone felt like they needed to go to the toilet.
Mr. Qiao said humorously: "It's halftime, time to relax, haha!"
Most people stood up, and those who didn't need to use the toilet were dumbfounded. With so many people, how long would they have to wait to go?
Under the guidance of the waiter, the male guests came to the door of a room marked as a men's restroom. Those who knew the room politely said, "Brother, please go first!" "You go first."
The waiter came forward and said, "Dear guests, there is enough space for six people to use the toilet at the same time. No need to give way."
Everyone was dumbfounded. Six people going to the toilet at the same time, in front of everyone else, it was unimaginable.
The waiter explained, "There are six rooms inside, one for each person. Please flush the toilet with the water in the bucket next to it after using it. Hurry up, the people outside are still waiting to hear our stories."
Thinking of hearing the story, some people pushed the door and went in. The inside was completely different from what they imagined, and also different from other toilets. They didn't know what the floor was made of, but it was very clean, without a speck of dirt. There were six small rooms and six small doors inside, no wonder the waiter said it could accommodate six people.
The small room was even stranger. The white ceramic was placed in the ground, fixed with something. There was a hole leading to the ground. It was clean inside, and there was no smell at all. It was much better than the toilet that was just a pit dug in the ground, full of excrement, with a stench that could kill people, and maggots crawling around. It was so clean that you could live in it.
Everyone went into the small room and closed the door. It was very private and safe. They didn't know how to use it, and the waiter couldn't come in to demonstrate. They instinctively stood in front of the ceramic and urinated into it. They still remembered what the waiter said about flushing it with water in the bucket after using the toilet.
After coming out, the waiter pointed to the basin and water next to him, as well as the soap next to him and said, "This is where you wash your hands."
So going to the toilet feels so high-end. This toilet is cleaner than my own bathroom.