Chapter 347 Test
The tea shed is not large in area, with thatched grass as the roof and bamboo mat as the window, barely covering the wind and rain. There were seven or eight long and square tables in the middle, and more than forty people sat.
Under the stove, the guy buried his head in the fire to cook tea. At the counter, the shopkeeper put the copper coins into the drawer, picked up the heavy teapot and smiled and brought tea to the guests, apologizing for leaking wind and rain in the store and old tea.
A handsome young man in white waved his hand to support the shopkeeper. He smelled the warm and slightly sour smell of old tea, and looked embarrassed. He raised the tea bowl several times and put it down several times.
He was paired with a sword on the right and a sachet on the left. He was wearing white jade as a belt. Next to him was a pure and cute beauty. He stood behind him with his eyes closed and his breath was long. He knew he was a master at first glance.
It is a perfect arrangement for children from wealthy families to travel.
The young girl looked confused and asked crisply: "Young Master Su, you brought good tea with you. Did you drink it yesterday? Why didn't you take it out?"
"Ahem, that is a famous tea given by the elders in the family,"
The young man in white said in a half-wrong and half-showing tone, "There are many people here, and taking out the tea can easily reveal his identity."
"There are many people and mixed eyes?"
"There are many people and mixed eyes?"
"Yes, Miss Wang, look."
The young master continued to lower his voice, "The bald heads sitting in the southeast corner have dragon tattoos on their left arm. They are from the River Fenhe Gang. They are entrenched in the Huainan section of the Beijing-Hangzhou Canal and monopolize the canal transportation.
The men sitting in the southwest corner, although wearing common clothes, sit upright and upright, with sharp eyes. They are either Jinyiwei or elite soldiers in the ward.
The monks from Daxiangguo Temple, Daoye from Longhu Mountain, Green Forest heroes, South China Sea Merchants, and Huashan Swordsmen. They all come to celebrate the birthday of Mrs. Tu.
Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are grudges.
Where there are people, there are grudges.
The ferry will arrive later and it will be endless to the sea. No one will be allowed to repay their kindness or revenge. "
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the teahouse was slightly stagnant. Even the middle-aged master behind the young master couldn't help but open his eyes and shook his head helplessly.
No, you know that there are all masters here. Who can you fool with your voice? How embarrassing to reveal your identity at once.
However, the courage to remain heartless in such a mixed environment proves that this young master surnamed Su must have a surprising background.
Some people have secretly guessed that he is the young master of which sect, or the child of a certain aristocratic family.
Brush—
The bamboo curtain was lifted, and the young girl put away the oil paper umbrella and stepped into the tea shed in the drizzle and breeze.
The former is wearing a blue shirt and a pair of exquisitely crafted quilts (glasses) on the bridge of his nose.
The latter wore a two-piece breast-length horse-faced dress with pink and green on the body.
"Mainly smash, there is a space."
Hui Yu, who was rarely seen playing tricks and deliberately shaped the maid, said excitedly, attracting strange gazes in the room.
Li Sheng walked over and sat down helplessly, and gave Hui Yu a headache.
The master is the name of the remnant of slavery in the Qing Dynasty. He watched palace dramas every day and was ignorant of his skills. He should be punished.
'Wow, there are strange people in the room. ’
Li Sheng casually placed the bronze medal of the invitation on the table and asked the shopkeeper to serve a pot of tea. While waiting for the tea to come, he scanned the people in the house with information and integrated glasses, checking their resume information like a household registration book.
This world is indeed a martial arts background, and it is roughly divided into acquired and innate.
For example, among the nine Jinyiwei sitting in the southwest corner, eight of them are acquired, and the leader is Land Rover, the peak of the innate, and the deputy Qianhu of the Jinyiwei.
At the same peak of the innate world, there is also a square-faced monk - the Kuyu Monk from Daxiangguo Temple, and a young Taoist priest - Zhang Fuluan from Longhu Mountain.
The most eye-catching young master in white is named Su Konghu, the young master of Wanjian Valley, and the innate level. The girl around me, Wang Biliu, is an ordinary person.
Among everyone, the only thing that cannot be seen through with integrated glasses is the middle-aged man behind Su Konghu. I can only read his name Song Zhong.
Yes. After the end, a good name.
Li Sheng observed everyone in the room, and the rest were also observing him.
The face has no sun marks, fingers have no calluses, and no traces of labor. He is definitely a rich child. At the same time, the sitting posture is not upright and the tea-drinking posture is casual, which proves that it is not from a great family, and it does not seem like he has practiced martial arts. "This young man is disturbing me, Cao Meng, the deputy leader of the Xiafanhe Gang."
A bald man approached, first bowed to Li Sheng politely, then took out a thick stack of silver notes from his arms and placed them on the table, "This is a thousand taels of silver notes. I wonder if the young master can give up his love?" "Damn, the role played in the TV series is indeed true. Being as beautiful as me is indeed a beauty."
Before Li Sheng spoke, Hui Yu was overjoyed and slapped the table and said, "Gengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkengkeng
Everyone in the room instantly understood what Cao Meng meant, glanced at the bronze medals and silver notes on the table, and waited to watch the fun.
The Ming Dynasty Baochao in history was an idea that the Ming emperor had no financial knowledge and had a slap in his mind. The paper quality was poor and it was difficult to last. It only sent but not received it. It was over-issued and over-issued, and it quickly expanded and depreciated, and was completely abandoned.
The current Ming Dynasty Emperor Yong'an ascended the throne at the age of fifteen and reigned for forty-two years. During this period, the reform and reform, reduced the royal family's expenditure, established the Navy Department, lifted the maritime ban, actively participated in overseas trade and colonization, opened up wealth through new routes, and reorganized the Baochao system, which greatly eased social conflicts.
However, the good things of the country are a bad thing for the Fenhe Gang - the Ming Dynasty was originally extremely dependent on the grain transport, but now the sea is opened, and the grain and food can be directly from the south to Shuntian.
The grain transport, as well as the Fenhe Gang, which relies on the grain transport, have been declining quietly.
For Cao Meng, one more invitation will be the more chance to meet Mrs. Tu at the birthday party.
Maybe you can climb the towering tree of the Tu family in Nanhai to find a glimmer of hope for the Fenhe Gang to transform.
In private, Cao Meng even prepared to commit himself to Old Lady Tu. Maybe she likes the bald young man who is fierce and fierce.
I want to make progress too much.jpg
"Sorry, I'm not interested, please go back."
Li Sheng politely declined the third consecutive year, and even if Cao Meng added the money to three thousand taels, he would completely ignore it.
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The shopkeeper walked over with a teapot a little indifference. The room was either Jinyiwei or a young hero who knew martial arts. He could not afford to offend anyone, an ordinary person.
"I'll pour tea, young master, are you sure you won't consider giving invitations anymore?"
Cao Meng grabbed the teapot from the shopkeeper, but when he saw Li Sheng still refused, his eyes flashed slightly, he held the tea bowl with his left hand, and his middle finger tips were thunderous and slashed down the mouth of the bowl with a flash.
Click.
The ceramic tea bowl was divided into two along the middle, and half pulled on the left and fell on the table, and the tea was sprinkled on the table.
The half-pulled amber tea on the right was like amber, firmly stationary in the bowl with only half left.
"Save energy outside and be good at internal strength."
Su Konghu, the master of the young valley of Wanjian Valley, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Seeing that the female companion beside him looked puzzled, he explained: "The realm of martial arts, from low to high is to refine muscles, skin, tendons, bones, blood quenching, and marrow washing. Crossing the marrow washing is the innate.
It can release the true qi, and fallen leaves and flowers can hurt people.
Like the master like Cao Gang stays outside and blocks the water flow, which is not possible for ordinary innate middle-level masters."
"Please."
Cao Meng stretched out his palm and pushed it, and half of the tea bowl and the tea inside quickly moved and flew towards Li Sheng.
‘If you understand martial arts, you will know the difference between you and me. If you don’t understand martial arts, then this tea bowl will rub against the edge of your arm and nail it into the wall. Just in case you are a child of a great family and cause hatred. Cao Meng secretly thought in his heart that even if he eliminated the bonus of internal strength, mental methods, true qi release, and other bonuses, his basic physical value had exceeded Captain America. He kicked the car over, pulled the helicopter, and won the Olympic gold medal with his eyes closed.
However, the player is not within the scope of the power system that he can understand.
Faced with half of the tea bowl flying over, Li Sheng stretched out his palm without any haste and took it steadily.
Then, in everyone's shocked and astonished eyes, his right hand suddenly produced suction force, absorbing half a cup of tea into his palm like a dragon sucking water, and disappeared.
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Wang Biliu couldn't help asking, "Young Master Su, what kind of kung fu is this?"
"Stop asking, I have never seen it before."
Su Konghu scratched his head, turned his head to look at the guard behind him. Song Zhong frowned slightly, without saying a word, and muttered in secret, "Star-sucking Technique? Beiming Divine Art? It's not like it. I've never heard of any internal function that sucks water directly into my palm, it's not a sponge."
"Good tea."
Li Sheng, who secretly used the gravity energy ball to suck away the water flow and deposited it into the backpack bar, smiled slightly, "It's impolite to come but not go. Gang Cao, I'll treat you to a drink."
After saying that, he opened his mouth and suddenly activated the [Death Curse Rapid].
The mouth was like a fire hydrant spraying water, and it suddenly shot out a dark torrent of coldness and evil spirit, splashing Cao Meng's body.
(This chapter ends)