Hearing this, everyone was stunned …
Song Ming, who had walked a few steps away, suddenly froze on the spot. He picked his ears and pulled the guy who came with him, asking, "What did I just hear?"
The shop assistant was dumbfounded. "I don't know …"
"What do I need you for?" Song Ming shook him off and turned to look at Fangzheng in excitement. "Master, do you have something better?"
Without waiting for Fangzheng to say a word, Salted Fish rolled his eyes and said, "I just casually plucked two leaves and soaked them in water. What do you mean by better?"
"Casually?"
"Two pieces?"
"Drink water?"
…
Everyone smelled the fragrance that had yet to disperse. They suddenly realized that they really didn't understand the world of demons …
Regardless, after confirming that Fangzheng would really provide better tea leaves, everyone cheered.
Tang Chen suddenly had an idea. He jumped up and waved his hand. "Everyone, listen to me. Just let everyone know about Abbot Fangzheng bestowing tea. Don't post it on your WeChat Moments, and don't tell anyone! Let's prepare a feast for the Bihui family! "
"You're so naughty, hehe …"
"I like it …"
"Of course!"
…
They hit it off, and those who wanted to post it on their Moments immediately gave up.
Instantly, Mt. One Finger was enveloped in sinister laughter and mutterings.
"I can't wait to hear the slap in the face."
"Sit and wait …"
"Ms. Song, please do a live broadcast."
…
Fangzheng gave Song Ming a small bag of Frost Bamboo tender leaves. He was not good at stir-frying tea, nor did he know how. What they could provide was the raw materials. As for how Song Ming and the others operated, that was their business.
Fangzheng also gave up on watching the show. His mind was now on his Frost Bamboo mecha. This was his childhood dream, and it was also his current joy …
As for the others who wanted to ask for tea, Fangzheng rejected them.
"Patrons, there are too few supreme-grade Frost Bamboo tender leaves. There's only so much a year. If all of you are here to beg, wouldn't This Penniless Monk have nothing to drink? This Penniless Monk is actually quite stingy. This Penniless Monk plans on keeping it for himself and not selling it, so let's leave it at that. Everyone is dismissed, "said Fangzheng.
"Master, please give us a sip. After drinking it, we'll give up. "Many people begged.
"That's right. I've been waiting for two days. Can't you take pity on me?"
…
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "If everyone were to wait, and This Penniless Monk doesn't have that much tea, wouldn't This Penniless Monk be letting many people down? We can't open this door. Everyone, disperse. "
With that said, Fangzheng returned to the monastery without looking back. He went out the back door and headed straight for the Frost Bamboo forest in the back mountain. He ignored everyone's indignant wails that resounded through the mountain.
However, everyone was just shouting. Soon, everyone's attention shifted to the upcoming tea competition.
After all, there was real Frost Bamboo tea in the arena. Regardless of whether they could get a sip or not, they could at least smell it! It was better than waiting on this mountain.
Some people even went to Song Ming to pull some strings …
Tang Chen followed Muddle Tang down the mountain. On the mountain path, Tang Chen said indignantly, "Master, if you really want to drink …"
Muddle Tang shook his head and said, "There are three ways to taste tea. One is to taste the tea in the cup, the other is to taste the tea in the heart, and the last is to taste the taste of nature. What comes naturally, just taste it. A forcefully twisted melon goes against one's heart and nature. All that's left is the desire for good food. Let's go and take a look at the foot of the mountain. "
After Tang Chen heard this, he came to a realization. He nodded slightly and said, "I understand."
Then, Tang Chen asked, "Foot of the mountain? What's there to see? Is Master also going to participate in the tea competition? "
Muddle Tang smiled and said, "Of course. It's already in front of us. We have to take a look."
Tang Chen was immediately delighted when he heard that. He said, "That's good. Haha … I'll go talk to the organizers now."
"Stop!" Muddle Tang berated. Tang Chen immediately stopped.
Muddle Tang said, "You always want to take shortcuts and use connections. This isn't a closed competition. This is an open competition. Just buy tickets and go in to watch. Why are you being so pretentious? "
Tang Chen blushed and nodded in agreement.
As Muddle Tang walked, he said, "Power isn't a good thing, but it's best to use it as little as possible. When you're used to power, it will also drag you down when it makes things convenient for you. When you realize that you're in hell, it's no longer possible to abandon power and be a human. "
Tang Chen didn't quite understand what he was saying, but he roughly understood what Muddle Tang meant. In today's officialdom, if one didn't use power recklessly, everything would be as calm as water. Once a precedent was set and power was used recklessly, after enjoying the convenience of power, it would be like a river that had burst its banks. It would flow for thousands of miles, and it would be impossible to stop it!
Song Ming was the happiest. She held a small bag of Frost Bamboo leaves in her hand. She was afraid that she would lose it if she kept it in her bag, but she was afraid that it would leak if she kept it in her pocket. In the end, she hugged it with both hands, as if she could only feel its existence at all times to feel at ease.
At the same time, there was someone who was also very happy. It was Boss Qian.
"Boss Qian, our cooperation is built on the fact that you can give us what we need. But this time, you have disappointed us. "
In a private room of a Japanese restaurant, Boss Qian and a man sat opposite each other. The other party was dressed in a kimono, and when he spoke, there was a hint of Japan's accent.
"Mr. Ishii, I don't think so." Boss Qian shook his head.
"Oh? Why do you say that? You have to know that what we need is Frost Bamboo tea. We need to know the details of our opponent in advance. You Chinese have a saying: know yourself and know your enemy, and you will always be victorious. Last time, our Hiei family lost because of this. This time, we don't want to repeat the same mistake, "Ishii said.
Boss Qian said, "Mr. Ishii, although I didn't obtain the Frost Bamboo tea, I also messed up the matter of Song Ming and company obtaining it. I feigned ignorance and suffered a setback. I stirred up trouble on the mountain and even embarrassed myself so that the Frost Bamboo tea wouldn't have a chance to appear in the arena. In fact, if the Frost Bamboo tea is really that outstanding, even surpassing Hiei Premium, so what if Mr. Ishii obtained the tea leaves? Wouldn't you still lose?
On the contrary, what I brought is what you need the most. That is victory! "
Ishii's originally stiff face suddenly melted like a spring breeze when he heard this. He sighed and said, "It's no wonder the family head likes to cooperate with Boss Qian so much. Boss Qian is indeed our friend. He's more thoughtful than us. Cheers to our friendship? "
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