Super Student's Three-realms Army

Moreover, Zhang Xiaofan also felt a strong sense of killing on Nie Lao.

Compared with Luo Hongwu, Wu Shiyou and other professional soldiers, the smell of killing and felling is more bloody

If Zhang Xiaofan's expectation is good, this old man should be the old Red Army that the old generation really fought with the enemy on the battlefield.

"Boss Qian, what about the group of top-notch tea that you said criticized you for Longjing tea? Take it out as soon as possible. All the flowers we old folks are waiting for are gone. "

At this time, I saw that sun Yuntao, the chairman of Hengyu group, could not wait to urge me at this time.

"Yes... Lao sun is right. Don't hide it, boss Qian."

"We've been sitting here for more than half an hour, but we haven't even smelled the tea."

At this time, Lisheng coal company's Li Daqing is also some impatient urge, road.

"Lao Qian, you're talking about this batch of Longjing tea on the phone. It's rare in the sky, but there's nothing on the ground."

"I'd like to see if this batch of Longjing tea is really as marvelous as you, the tea ceremony master, said before!"

Yuan Tianhang also took the words and laughed twice, laughing and joking.

"If you even know your boss Qian this time, I don't know if you dare to be a master in front of outsiders in the future..."

And sitting in the first place, Nie, the old man in Chinese tunic suit, didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, but his eyes toward Qian Yuanjiang were also full of curiosity and urge.

"Ha ha... You just urged me not to use it. Those Longjing are not mine..."

As he spoke, Qian Yuanjiang reached out in front of Zhang Xiaofan and patted him on the shoulder. He said with a smile;

"This is the real owner of that batch of Longjing tea. As long as he nods and agrees, I dare to take out that batch of Longjing tea!"

“...”

"What?! It turned out to be this young man --! "

Seeing that Qian Yuan was not faking on the surface of the river, everyone on the scene was unbelievable.

In fact, from the beginning, when Zhang Xiaofan came to Mingyue Pavilion, all the people present had noticed the existence of Zhang Xiaofan.

But what they never dreamed of is.

The owners of the best Longjing tea, which is praised by Qian Yuanjiang, a master of tea ceremony, are actually the young men who are only twenty-three or four years old.

After all, Zhang Xiaofan is too ordinary just from his face, just like a grain of sand and stone thrown into the sea

However, I have experienced many ups and downs in my life. Naturally, they can't be the kind of young people who judge people by their appearance and clothes.

Therefore, after the initial surprise, their faces soon recovered as usual.

"Little friend, I wonder if I can have the honor to see your Longjing tea with my own eyes?"

At this time, Nie Lao, who had been silent from the beginning, could not restrain his curiosity and said directly.

"Yeah... Yeah..."

"Brother, you don't know. Before that, Lao Qian really praised you for your Longjing tea. You really want to break through the sky."

"Even the Dahongpao on the rock wall of jiulongke in Wuyishan can't compare with the Longjing tea in your hand, little brother!"