Dragon King Hall

Chapter 46 A bag of tea
At this moment, Cheng Guang's heart was beating violently. Cheng Guang's mother was already trembling with excitement. From today onwards, her status in the Cheng family would be below one person and above ten thousand people.

Cheng Meng's eyes were dim and his eyes were dull.

As Cheng Guang's partner, Wang Wei is also ecstatic now. With Cheng Guang's help, his subsequent plan will be very easy to implement. Lin's group is just something in his pocket!

Old Master Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Xiao Guang, I think you are going out to study during this time..."

As soon as Mr. Cheng reached a critical point, he was interrupted by an accident. A transparent plastic bag the size of a palm was thrown onto the table in front of Mr. Cheng.

This scene shocked everyone present, who was so bold as to throw things in front of Mr. Cheng like this.

The three disciples of Mr. Cheng all looked at the person who threw the object.

"Happy birthday, a birthday present for you." Henry Zhang pouted at the plastic bag.

At this moment, almost everyone in the main house looked at Henry Zhang with wide eyes, their eyes full of disbelief, who is this person, it is too bold!

"I said Sylvia Lin, you don't care about the person whose surname is Zhang, just look at what he is doing!" Wang Wei's mother slapped the table and reprimanded her. Although her words were reprimanded, her eyes were full of joy, and her surname was Zhang. Yes, you are such an idiot!

"Junior, are you a little too impolite?" Ning Changhe looked at Henry Zhang with displeasure, "Are you from the Lin family?"

"Sylvia Lin is my wife, Cheng Qing is my brother, this bag of tea was prepared by my wife and Cheng Qing for you, please accept it." Henry Zhang pointed to the tea leaves on the table, and his tone of voice was full of a The sense of command.

"Joke, what do you think you are, my grandpa will take it as soon as he says it?" Cheng Guang walked over and grabbed the transparent plastic bag on the table.

Ning Zhou sat on the sidelines, watching this place as if he was watching a play, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"I don't know the etiquette, if it's not for the sake of your relationship with the Lin family, you will feel better today, take your things, get out!" Cheng Guang grabbed the transparent plastic bag in his hand, and was about to smash Henry Zhang's face go.

"Wait!" Old Master Cheng, who had always been speaking calmly, suddenly exclaimed at this moment, his cloudy eyes were fixed on the transparent bag.

To be precise, Mr. Cheng was staring at the tea in the bag.

There are not many tea leaves in that bag, but the pieces are distinct and the same size.

Each piece of tea leaves is one centimeter long and half a centimeter wide. On this tea leaves, there are countless lines, like the meridians of the human body, messy, but attracting people's attention.

Old Master Cheng looked at the bag of tea carefully, his eyes widened suddenly, and his voice raised a few pitches unconsciously.

"This is... pumpkin tribute tea root!"

"what!"

Mr. Cheng's words made the three disciples around him exclaim in unison, with disbelief in their eyes.

Pumpkin tribute tea root!
Pumpkin tribute tea!What is pumpkin tribute tea? In the eyes of ordinary people, they may only think that this tea is expensive. After all, the sky-high price of 35 yuan per [-] grams was reported on the news, and that was more than ten years ago.

A long time ago, this tea was specially supplied to the imperial court. Later, it was kept in the Forbidden City as a second-class Yanxia cultural relic, and it was sent back to the Southern Province in 99. Nineteen million ninety-nine million, which shows its preciousness.

The tea is compressed to resemble a pumpkin, and the center of the tea is called the tea root.

The root of pumpkin tribute tea is not something that can be bought with money, even if it costs [-] million, it is impossible to buy one gram!

Because this tea is not for sale at all.

Cheng Fang heard from his friends in the early years that whenever a country has a major diplomatic event, it will take out a little pumpkin tribute tea root and mix it with pumpkin tribute tea to entertain foreign guests.

Anyone who can be entertained by this kind of tea is the foreign affairs director of any country, or even the top leader of the country!

But now, in front of him, this bag, which is the size of an adult's palm, is full of pumpkin tribute tea roots!

"Where... did you come from?" With trembling hands, Cheng Fang took the bag of pumpkin tribute tea root from Cheng Guang, who knew exactly what it meant.

Henry Zhang didn’t answer, but just glared at Cheng Box. This glance made Cheng Box tremble with fright. He suddenly realized that he had asked a little too much. Since the other party can take out the pumpkin tribute tea root, where did this tea come from? , Is he qualified to ask.

Cheng Box trembled with his hands, just about to return the bag of tea to Henry Zhang, when Henry Zhang’s voice sounded.

"Accept the gift, and don't refuse it. Your Cheng family, isn't there some kind of test?"

"Yes, test, test." Cheng Box nodded repeatedly.

The Patriarch of the Cheng family, who covered the sky with one hand in Xixia Province, was trembling in his heart now. If anyone present knew what Cheng Fang was thinking, he would be shocked.

The people present, although they didn't know what Old Master Cheng was thinking, they could tell that Old Master Cheng cared a lot about what this young man brought out, so it should be something very precious.

They looked at Henry Zhang, and then at the table of the Lin family. Some people speculated that this young man should be a congratulatory gift on behalf of Cheng Qing. Cheng Qing seemed to be far-fetched, but how could he really give up on this huge Cheng family? industry?

Henry Zhang left Mr. Cheng a smile, turned and left.

Mr. Cheng was startled. This young man who took out the pumpkin tribute tea root is Sylvia Lin's husband. When did the Lin family climb such a big tree!

The Cheng family and the Lin family are family friends. For a long time, Mr. Cheng thought that his family was far superior to the Lin family in terms of strength and status, but now, he didn't think so, because of the existence of this young man, he knew that his family's Cheng Family, in front of the current Lin family, it doesn't count as a fart.

What kind of identity is a person who can produce such a pack of pumpkin tribute tea roots?Mr. Cheng didn't even dare to guess!
"That little Guang, you sit down first." Old Master Cheng waved to Cheng Guang, motioning him not to stand.

Cheng Guang's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition, "Grandpa, you..."

"Sit down first." Mr. Cheng said again, and then he stopped looking at Cheng Guang, but at the table of the Lin family, and put it on Cheng Qing, "Qing'er, it's rare for you to come back, why don't you come and sit down?" Now, are you still angry with grandpa?"

"Grandson dare not." Cheng Qing picked up a glass of wine and drank it without showing any respect.

"Hey." Mr. Cheng sighed, "Back then, there were many misunderstandings between me and your father. He was a stubborn child, and he left home by himself, and he also made you both miserable. After so many years, I The old bones are almost buried in the ground. Even if there is any misunderstanding, it should be solved. You can help grandpa with a word, let your stubborn old man go home quickly. After all, he is the eldest son. , I have to hand it over to him..."

(End of this chapter)