Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 487 You're Unworthy

Everyone thought that Zhong Weiwei would fight and waited to see the follow-up.

Mei Xun smiled nonchalantly and said to Chen Junqing: "Look at the enthusiasm of the younger generation, we are old!"

"Hehehe..." Chen Junqing laughed dryly, feeling very complicated. He hoped that Zhong Weiwei would be able to take up the challenge and slap the young tea master to death, but he was also afraid that she would show off and suppress himself, the righteous Da Sicha.

Zhong Weiwei didn't care what Chen Junqing thought, and asked the young Dongling tea master with a smile, "Do you want to challenge me?"

The young tea master squinted and said, "Could it be that you dare not take on the challenge? Admit defeat early, I won't make things difficult for you, after all..." He smiled meaningfully, "You are a woman."

"What's the matter with the woman?" Zhong Weiwei stroked his sleeve, Shi Shiran sat down, and smiled: "It's not that you don't dare to fight, but because of your identity, you are not worthy of challenging me."

The young tea master was furious: "What did you say?"

Zhong Weiwei smiled, glanced at Yang Lu who was standing by, and stopped talking.

Yang Lu stepped forward and saluted the young tea master politely, with a crisp voice: "The king is to the king, the general is to the general, Da Sicha is to Da Sicha, and the owner is to the owner. People like you can only Such a challenge to a little girl."

This is insulting!The young tea master grimaced: "Huangmao girl, how many kinds of tea do you know? You also deserve it?"

There are two things that Yang Lu hates the most, one is bullying her for being poor and less knowledgeable; the other is bullying her for being a girl and looking down on her.

Immediately sneered: "There are hundreds of kinds of tea in the world. I have seen and tasted all of them, and I can recognize and distinguish them. How many kinds do you know?"

The young tea master said: "Little girl speaks loudly, she is not afraid of the wind flashing her tongue."

Yang Lu said loudly: "Are you talking loudly? You can tell once you try it! Do you dare to fight me? Don't be afraid of me, a little girl who is not well-known?"

The young tea master said contemptuously: "You deserve it too?"

Yang Lu sneered: "I am not worthy, who is worthy?"

The young tea master pointed to Zhong Weiwei: "I want to fight her."

Zhong Weiwei chuckled lightly: "First ask the emperor of your country to make you a museum owner, and then challenge me."

Jian Wu said with a smile: "Really, A Wei, we know you are famous, so we all want to hang out with you and get some glory. I didn't expect that a random tea master would also want to hang out. Do you want to challenge you? If you fight for a round, you can double your worth, right?"

The young tea master's face turned pale, and he cursed loudly: "Who wants to rub her name and get her all? What kind of thing is she?"

When he said this, he immediately poked a hornet's nest.

Li Guo's tea masters could not bear it for a long time, and now they finally found an opportunity, and said loudly: "Who are you scolding? You are such a well-educated Dongling person, today is really an eye-opener. Drive him out! Li Guo does not welcome this villains!"

The Shaoqing of Honglu Temple bowed his hands to Mei Xun, and said in a loud voice: "Da Sicha indulges his tea masters to disrespect the owner of our country's tea house, is he dissatisfied with our Majesty?"

It should be known that the emperors of the two countries have just formed an alliance in Wangchuan and formed a long-term friendship, and no one dares to be the first to say such words that undermine the unity.

Mei Xun put on a straight face, and sternly reprimanded his subordinates: "There are no rules, immediately apologize to the owner of the bell hall."

The young tea master reluctantly apologized to Zhong Weiwei.

Zhong Weiyi didn't give in at all humbly, the old god sat on the ground and accepted his gift, and then said with a high posture:
"Forget it, who didn't be a little stupid when he was young, thinking that he was invincible, so he was defiant? Next time, remember to learn good manners before going out, and don't embarrass your country, king and teacher."

A group of Dongling tea masters were so angry that they had nothing to say, but it was their own side who provoked the trouble, and they were here as guests at this moment.

A group of tall and burly Li country soldiers guarded the perimeter. They clearly said they were here to protect them, but they were obviously murderous.

It's just the winks between each other, and they all keep Zhong Weiwei in their hearts. Don't give them a chance, otherwise this woman will lose and cry bitterly, kneeling on the ground begging for mercy!
Mei Xun was still not salty, talking and laughing happily raised his empty wine glass, and asked Chen Junqing: "What about the banquet? I'm hungry, so it's true that I don't have anything good to eat?"

Only then did Chen Junqing clap his hands slowly: "Play the music and start the banquet."

There were no rare things like bamboo maggots at the banquet, which was quite satisfactory and just right.

It is neither too luxurious nor too shabby. There are bamboo rods, but Jian Wu, who is in charge of organizing the banquet, gave it a nice name, called the God of Wealth.

The Dongling tea master didn't eat much because he was in a bad mood and was picky in every way.

Until an honest child discovered this delicacy and thought it was very delicious, he buried himself in it and ate it hard. After being discovered by others, this dish received unprecedented popularity.

Afraid of being ridiculed by the Li people, the Dongling people reluctantly left a few points to cover the bottom of the plate, but they couldn't hide their unsatisfactory appearance.

The Shaoqing of Honglu Temple was a wonderful person, he enthusiastically yelled at people to serve another God of Wealth, waited patiently until everyone had finished eating, and then smiled and said: "Is this bamboo monkey delicious?"

A group of people looked at him stupidly: "Didn't you say that the God of Wealth is here?"

The Shaoqing of Honglu Temple clapped his palms and smiled: "Haven't I heard that the mouse has another name, called the God of Wealth? The bamboo rat is the bamboo mouse, so it is also the God of Wealth!"

A group of people have different expressions, each with their own shame, wry smile, and unhappiness.

The Shaoqing of Honglu Temple ignored them, stroked his beard, and said: "I think you all like the Baihua soup just now."

A group of Dongling people looked at him in horror, fearing that if he said something like "Baihua soup is a soup made of bamboo maggots", how many people would run out and vomit.

However, Shaoqing of Honglu Temple is a very professional person, and he will not do such things that are out of people's interest.

He smiled and said: "Baihua Geng is made from dozens of wild flowers nourished by mountain springs in Jiujun Mountain. It has the effect of clearing fire and nourishing and avoiding miasma. I hope that all distinguished guests will be in good health and have a happy stay in Li Country."

The Dongling people all breathed a sigh of relief. If the Li people tricked them into eating those bamboo maggots again, they would really explode.

The banquet was held smoothly, Zhong Weiwei didn't spend too much time on eating and drinking, she quietly observed the actions of Dongling people.

The so-called know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles, from Mei Xun to anyone in the seat, she has not let go.

Take a look at them one by one, look at their eating and drinking habits, as well as their expressions and eyes, hoping to use this rare opportunity to learn more about their opponents.

She paid special attention to two people - Mei Xun and a young tea master sitting in the corner.

Mei Xun ate very little, and basically didn't eat meat dishes, and only ate vegetarian food. This may be to protect his sense of taste, but it can also be seen that he is a very restrained and forbearing person.

　Sorry for the delay today. It's late.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)