Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

The prepared tea was quickly sent to the mansion one by one. At the same time, Li Xin didn't forget to clip his handwritten greeting letters one by one, which was a good etiquette for the younger generation. Therefore, Li Xin's popularity in the court is not in vain. Regardless of those who have conflicts of interest, most of the elders like Chen Yin who really want to be Datang still admire Li Xin.

After all, although Li Xin sometimes jumps off his actions, he still has an impeccable attitude towards his elders.

When Cheng Yaojin received this gift, his unhappy expression was softened in an instant because Li Xinhao hadn't come to greet him for a long time.

"This kid has a conscience. He also knows to give gifts to Lao Tzu." Cheng Yaojin grinned cursingly, while using his rough hands the size of a pair of cattail fans to tear apart clothes that were in the way, quickly tore open the outermost part of the gift box. Layer packaging.

Cheng Chumo looked up at the side and looked up his head, puzzled: "Xinzi this guy didn't come in person. What are you happy about, father?"

Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes and said with disdain: "Who wants him to come? It doesn't matter if he comes, he will be courteous! If he really comes in person, I can't say I have to keep him for dinner...who Knowing what the **** he gave, maybe it’s not worth my dinner money."

"Gao! How about you say that the old man is brilliant! I took it, I really took it." Cheng Chumo gave his father a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps in the past, when he praised his dad like this, he was a little bit flattering, but today, he dare to swear that there is no water in this admiration.

Hooligan, this is a real hooligan. Cheng Chumo suddenly saw the gap between himself and the real old hooligan, and he secretly vowed in his heart: On the shameless road of no return, he must carry forward his father's will and go on firmly and persistently...

He was thinking wildly, Cheng Yaojin had completely opened the package and saw the wooden box under the package.

The box given to Cheng Yaojin, a crude person, didn't have so many flower heads, and even seemed unremarkable. It's not that Li Xin was reluctant to take the time to do it, but he knew Cheng Yaojin's temperament. To put it nicely, it's not to be trivial, to be clever and not to work, or to say it to be ugly, is it just that there is no culture and no aesthetic...Well, Li Xin dare to think about these words in his own heart, absolutely not Dare to say it.

There is a letter written by Li Xin on the box. Cheng Yaojin picked it up and looked at it for two lines, then cursed casually: "This stinky boy, make this kind of thing fool me. I am embarrassed to write any bad words on it! If it's Chu Suiliang's words, I too Just put it away, and Kan Ming'er can still sell two money as a coffin book!" After speaking, he threw the letter aside and continued to open the box.

Cheng Chumo was full of praise for his father's performance.

When I opened the box, there were a few pieces of silk spread in it, and five cans of fermented tea leaves with different heat conditions were neatly laid out in it. It still seemed quite something to do.

Cheng Yaojin's nose was very good, and he immediately smelled a faint tea fragrance. He picked up a can and opened it, and it turned out to be full of tea, the fragrance of tea overflowing. He was a little surprised and said, "Where did the tea come from? It smells so fragrant?"

Cheng Chumo took a look and said immediately, "Oh, it turns out to be this thing."

Cheng Yaojin gave him a weird look and asked, "Have you seen it?"

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