Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 486 I want to challenge you
Fifth Lord Jian smiled and got up to salute: "Greetings to Mr. Chen, what are your orders?"

Chen Shaoming stared at her twice, feeling like a lump in his throat, but he couldn't speak out, so he snorted coldly, turned around and left again.

Seeing him leaving, Fifth Master Jian looked back at Zhong Weiwei and smiled: "Sure enough, it was the young master who was yelling and yelling. He thought there was something urgent, but he left without saying anything."

Zhong Weiwei was not so easy to be fooled, and pulled her to sit down: "I was about to talk to my sister about this, Chen Shaoming is different from his father, so don't make things difficult for him."

Jian Wu refused to admit it: "When did I make things difficult for him?"

Zhong Weiwei said: "I have known him for some time, he is considered a mature and prudent person, I have never seen him so angry.

Although he is a bit idiotic, he knows the big things and the big things are wrong, and he will not easily get along with others.If he has neglected my sister, my sister will look at me and let him off this time. "

Jian Wu pouted: "Okay, forget it this time."

Squeezing Zhong Weiwei's face, he said in a low voice: "I'm all for you, suppressing their father and son, just to support you."

Zhong Weiwei said earnestly: "Thank you sister, I really don't need it."

Jian Wu was noncommittal: "You have the final say." He said casually: "He is so old and hasn't married yet? Is there no woman he likes?"

Zhong Weiwei thought of the dead Ge Xiangjun, and his heart was a little heavy: "He is called a tea idiot."

Even when he wanted to beg Ge Xiangjun to Chonghua at the beginning, it was only because he wanted to defeat her. Although it was he who arranged for Ge Xiangjun's funeral in the end, she really didn't see how much he had other than sighing.

Seeing Zhong Weiwei's expression, Jian Wu knew there was another story: "I said earlier that this kid doesn't look like a good person!"

Zhong Weiwei laughed: "Sister, don't do this, even if he is not a good person, it has nothing to do with us. Don't offend people everywhere because of me."

Jian Wu smiled perfunctorily: "No, no, don't worry about it, I have a measure."

While chatting and laughing, someone came quickly: "People from the Dongling Mission are here!"

Zhong Weiwei put away her smile and stood up solemnly. Jian Wu carefully arranged her clothes and hair, and said softly, "It's done."

The music sounded, and the members of the Dongling Mission, accompanied by Chen Junqing, Xu Han, Shaoqing of Honglu Temple and others, entered the post house.

The person walking in the front, wearing a bamboo green Dongling Dasi tea gown embroidered with gold, has a thin body, a white face with a slight beard, a calm demeanor and a dignified gaze. It is Mei Xun.

He walked into the posthouse, glanced over, found Zhong Weiwei accurately, and then nodded to her.

Zhong Weiwei crossed his arms in return, feeling a little excited.

The last time she met Mei Xun, she was still in the role of living man, but this time, she met as the owner of Fangming Hall. I hope that next year, she can stand in the tea fighting meeting and defeat Mei Xun.

After the two sides greeted each other and divided the guests and hosts into seats, Chen Junqing replaced Chonghua and gave a welcome speech, and Mei Xun also replaced Dongling King, and said a scene of friendship between the two countries for generations.

Then there was the banquet, and the people from the Dongling mission looked disapproving.

They were very dissatisfied with Chonghua's arranging the tea ceremony exchange meeting in such an unknown place, and felt that it was a humiliation and contempt for Dongling.

If you want to come to such a small place where birds don't lay eggs, there won't be any good things to fill the scene.

Therefore, a group of people look majestic and dignified on the surface, but in fact pass glances to each other and wink.

An old tea master with white beard and hair said with a smile: "I have heard that there is a very delicious dish in your country. It is called bamboo scorpion, right? Jiujun Mountain is rich in bamboo forests. It must be easy to eat this food. You can kill it and eat it now. It must be delicious."

"Youdao is the dragon meat in the sky, and the bamboo rod on the ground. It is indeed a rare delicacy."

The Shaoqing of Honglu Temple smiled and said: "The old tea master has never eaten it, so I will let you eat enough today."

Another young tea master asked Chen Junqing: "Da Si Cha, I'm not talented. I heard another rumor. I don't know if it's true or not."

Chen Junqing nodded: "Please tell me."

The young tea master said: "This place is rich in bamboo forests. I heard that there is also a kind of white meat worm. The locals call it bamboo maggot. It is said that people of all ages love to eat it. Will you be at the banquet today?"

Others frowned, and some even retched: "You won't really give us something like this? Eating maggots, my God, is this too poor to eat? The bamboo monkey is also a big mouse, right? Eating rats and maggots is really pitiful."

Chen Junqing's face contorted for a while, and she said patiently: "I don't know where you heard the rumors, but I haven't heard of them, nor have I seen them."

Someone argued with Chen Junqing: "We heard about it on the road. You know, in Jiujun Mountain, tea is not famous, but bamboo maggots and bamboo lilies are the most famous!
I heard that the owner of your Fangming Pavilion was attracted by bamboo maggots and bamboo rods, so he asked His Majesty the emperor of your country to build a palace here so that she would eat bamboo rods and bamboo maggots every day. "

A group of people winked and smiled, Chen Junqing looked at Zhong Weiwei, and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhong?"

But he left this difficult problem to Zhong Weiwei.

"I have never eaten bamboo maggots, but I think they feed on bamboo and live in bamboo all year round, soaked in the noble fragrance of bamboo.

If someone really eats it, it should be delicious.Our Majesty built the palace here just out of sympathy for the hard work of your country's missions from afar. "

Zhong Weiwei stood up calmly, saluted gracefully, and smiled at the young tea master:

"I'm a low-ranking official. I've also heard that your country likes to eat pig offal. Everyone regards it as a rare delicacy. During festivals, weddings and funerals, you must have it at the banquet, otherwise the banquet will not be complete. I don't know if it's true or not?"

The young tea master blushed slightly: "What's wrong with the pig's offal? Can't you eat it?"

Other tea masters in Dongling also echoed: "Yes."

Zhong Weiwei said: "Of course they can be eaten, but since pigs can be eaten in the water, why can't bamboo maggots and bamboo monkeys be eaten?"

Nan Xiaoqiao got up and said with a smile, "We Li people don't eat pig offal. May I ask if your country is also eating stinky pig offal because you are so poor that you have nothing to eat?"

The young tea master was furious: "You say we are poor in Dongling?"

"Dongling is not poor, people are poor, and what is poor is self-cultivation. Our Li country is not rich, but people are rich, and what is rich is ambition."

Zhong Weiwei's face darkened, and he said calmly: "Whether it is bamboo maggots or pigs' offal, if you can eat it, it is delicious, it is delicious food, there is nothing wrong with eating it, and it is not worth showing off or ridiculing."

The young tea master was even more angry: "Do you dare to call us Dongling people unrestrained? Is this the way Li Guo treats guests?"

Zhong Weiwei did not show any weakness, and raised his voice: "When a guest comes to the door, he ignores the host's warm hospitality, and just opens his mouth to laugh at the host's poverty. Is this the Dongling way of being a guest?"

The young tea master pointed at her: "I want to challenge you!"

(End of this chapter)