Sui and Tang Dynasties: My Wife is the Eldest Grandson Wugou

In addition to the passive effect of [-]% loyalty, the heroic soul of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry has a second passive effect, that is, it can communicate with its host's mind, even if it is thousands of miles away, it can also use thoughts to communicate.

Afterwards, Ye Fan led the eighteen people to start a three-month secret training.

In three months, Ye Fan personally led [-] people to climb mountains and ridges, dig pits with rocks on their backs, and practice martial arts.

With the heroic souls of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, their martial arts have already reached a very terrifying level, but in order to allow them to better integrate with the power of Yanyun Eighteen Cavalry, Ye Fan still prescribed super strong martial arts for them every day. martial arts training.

In the past three months, no one has seen Ye Fan and those eighteen people.

Ye Fan and the eighteen guards walked almost every county in the Sui Dynasty.

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Liyang City.

It was already summer at this time, and the scorching sun scorched the earth, as if it was about to scorch the air.

Nineteen disheveled men walked in.

The leader looked like a fool, fanning himself with his hands, while complaining hotly: "This weather, is it necessary to roast this general to be reconciled? Xue Li, go, find someone to drink tea in front of you." No training today, let’s rest for a day.”

Xue Li clasped his fists in reply, and immediately ran away with big strides.

But after a while, Xue Li turned back and reported: "General Qi, there is a teahouse three miles ahead."

"Walk."

Ye Fan didn't write any ink, and immediately asked Xue Rengui to lead the way, striding to the teahouse, and then a dozen people rushed in.

Seeing nineteen people in ragged clothes come in, the owner of the teahouse immediately became displeased.

Just as he was about to come over and blow Ye Fan and the others away, unexpectedly a golden gold ingot appeared in front of him immediately.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up immediately, and he was about to reach out to pick it up, but unexpectedly, Ye Fan put away the gold ingot again.

"What are you doing? Robbing money?"

Ye Fan glared at him, and said displeasedly: "I'm just showing off my wealth, do you think I want to reward you? Just dream, your shop is worth a big gold ingot like mine. !"

"This……"

The shopkeeper was suddenly extremely embarrassed.

All the Eighteen Guards couldn't help laughing, and their own generals were too cheap.

In the past three months, due to long-term exposure to food and shelter, their clothes were in tatters, and they didn't take a bath very much. They were no different from beggars.

Along the way, they often encountered the type who looked down upon others like this teahouse owner.

Every time Ye Fan used this way of showing off his wealth to slap other people's faces.

In fact, among the nineteen people, there is still a clean person, and that is the kid Xue Rengui.

After getting along for a while, Ye Fan discovered that this kid was a bit of a clean freak. He always likes to wear white clothes and robes. No matter how tired he is from training, he always has to wash himself when he has time.

It can be said that the three words of hygiene have been brought into full play, and they are very self-disciplined.

"Those guest officers, what do you want?"

Embarrassed for a moment, the shopkeeper had no choice but to laugh a few times, not daring to neglect again.

As far as Ye Fan's financial strength was shown, he did not dare to underestimate it anymore.

This trick Ye Fan has tried repeatedly every time, but it is only limited to making them greedy.

When it's time to be generous, Ye Fan will not feel bad if he spends a few hundred taels of silver casually, but when he should not be generous, he can deduct it to the point of vomiting blood.

Just like now.

"Nonsense, what can you do in a teahouse without drinking tea?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes at him: "Give me a few pots of good tea, here you go, don't look for it."

With that said, Ye Fan took out a few copper coins.

Drinking tea in this kind of teahouse is very cheap, and a pot of tea costs a penny, and no one cares about sitting there for a day.

And there are unlimited refills.

In fact, it is said to be unlimited refills, who would sit here and really drink tea all day long?

But Ye Fan and the others were different. They were all thirsty, and they came up and asked for several pots of tea, and they would refill one pot after a while, and refill one pot after a while.

In just a quarter of an hour, they made more than a dozen pots of tea.

The owner of the teahouse has been refilling tea, refilling tea, refilling tea!

Never stopped.

For a while, the owner of the teahouse wanted to cry but had no tears. Although the water didn't cost much, the tea was not cheap!

He still used good tea, and these dozen or so people made him lose his blood.

But seeing that Ye Fan didn't intend to stop, he could only bear it silently.

The owner of the teahouse will never damage the signboard of his shop just because of the money.

Finally, the nineteen people drank more than thirty pots of tea before they stopped.