I'm speechless, really speechless. What's the matter with this, it's just a friend. As for, I'm about to speak, Captain Peng said coldly: "Okay, don't affect my good impression of you for an outsider."
"Captain Peng, I, she..." I halted.
"Enough, Dongchuan, I can tell you, what kind of Lin Fan, you have never known her, don't let anyone in the eighth office know that you are friends with Lin Fan."
While talking, Captain Peng looked at Mr. Wang and said in a deep voice: “President, this Luo Dongchuan is my confidant. You should know how to do it, right?”
"Captain Peng, don't worry, the old man is definitely not the one who bites his tongue." Old man Wang quickly laughed.
To be honest, I really want to justify a few more words, but Captain Peng has already said this, and I feel that no matter what I say, it is pale and powerless.
In desperation, I had to give up this idea, Captain Chong Peng smiled awkwardly, and said nothing.
Seeing this, Captain Peng nodded slightly, and said to Mr. Wang: "Old man, lead the way."
"Okay!" Mr. Wang replied, and quickly walked forward, followed by Captain Peng and I.
What puzzles me is that I thought that after entering the house, I would definitely see what is special about this house. What's wrong is that this house is no different from an ordinary farmyard. The front yard is full of various flowers and plants. It is close to the left side. Plant a small piece of garlic.
"Captain Peng, there is nothing strange about this house!" I asked Captain Peng cheeky.
He glanced at me in vain and said without curiosity: "You are too shallow and you can't see it naturally. If ordinary people come in, I can only tell you that there is no life for ten deaths."
Okay, I guessed there was something wrong with this house, and didn't speak any more.
Soon, Mr. Wang led us into the study, which was rather rudimentary, with only a bookshelf, a coffee table and a few stools.
"Captain Peng, you go to the table." Father Wang made a request to Captain Peng.
And what he said about the upper seat, in fact, every table is divided into upper seat, second seat and lower seat. The direction from the table to the door is called the upper seat, the left and right sides are the second, and the corresponding to the upper seat is the lower seat.
Under normal circumstances, the lower banquets are held by younger generations, who serve tea and water for the elders.
"Master, aren't you shivering Peng? You are old, so you should sit on the table." Captain Peng smiled slightly, and made a pleased gesture at Mr. Wang.
Father Wang smiled and said, "No, no, you are the captain..."
Without waiting for Mr. Wang to finish, Captain Peng gave up and said with a smile: "Today we respect our elders regardless of our position."
Having said that, he walked over to Mr. Wang, helped Mr. Wang and walked over to the upper seat, and then asked Mr. Wang to sit down.
After Mr. Wang sat down, Captain Peng sat on the left side and I sat on the right side.
As soon as he sat down, Mr. Wang shouted at the door, "Shenghua, take out the Biluochun that the old man has kept for many years."
After about a minute, a middle-aged man walked in with a small sack in his hand. The sack was only about ten centimeters long and four centimeters wide. The middle-aged man put the small sack on Father Wang. On the side, respectfully said: "Master, your Biluochun."
After that, he bent over slightly and stepped out.
"This tea, I have been following the old man for more than 30 years, and the old man has not been willing to drink it. People in the hearing said that Captain Peng is also a tea lover, so you might as well taste the taste of the old man's Biluochun." On the sack, smiled.
"That's going to be a taste." Captain Peng smiled, staring at the tea, his eyes shot a bright light.
Looking at them, I was also very depressed, just a small bag of tea, as for this.
But then again, at that time, I didn't understand the tea ceremony, let alone the taste of tea. It was not until later that I realized that the Biluochun that Mr. Wang brought out was considered the best in the world.
However, I didn't know tea at that time, and I drank it as tea.
Whenever I think about it, I have the urge to slap myself in the face.
Far away, let's get back to the subject, as we watched, Mr. Wang started to make tea. He made tea very skillfully. It is estimated that he has been invading the tea ceremony for many years.
During the tea-making period, none of the three of us spoke. Father Wang has been focusing on making tea, while Captain Peng and I have been staring at Father Wang.
After about three minutes, Mr. Wang smiled, and put a teacup in front of Captain Peng with wooden tweezers, and then another one for me. Finally, he poured some tea and said with a smile: "Come on, try it!"
I didn’t think too much about it. I picked up the tea cup and drank it. It’s hard to say how good it tasted. I felt that the taste was a little different from ordinary tea. And Captain Peng had a very different way of drinking tea. He sniffed vigorously in front of his nose, and praised: "Ok...well..., I have lived for more than 20 years, and I haven't seen such an excellent tea."
I was speechless for a while, so I followed Captain Peng's words and said, "Good tea!"
As soon as the voice fell, Captain Peng picked up the tea cup, tilted it slowly, and took a sip, perhaps because he was worried about sipping too much, his movements were extraordinarily light.
After I finished drinking a cup of tea, it was already a minute later. This left me speechless, and it was hard to say anything. I could only sit on the side and watch dumbly, while muttering to myself, "Drink tea? Ah, hurry up and talk about the fox!"
Although I have been shouting in my heart, on the surface, I have never dared to say it.
That's it. After about ten minutes, Captain Peng gently put down the teacup in his hand and smiled: "Master Wang, Bi Luochun has also drunk it. Now it's time to talk about business."
Old man Wang smiled, and while making tea sets, he said: "Captain Peng, when I was in the eighth office yesterday, considering the number of people, the old man just told you something that the public knows, today?"
While speaking, Mr. Wang looked up at the door and continued: "You can tell both of you about the whole thing, but I have a small request, and I hope you can agree to it."
Captain Peng furrowed his brows and said in doubt: "What's the requirement?"
Elder Wang didn't speak directly, but poured a cup of tea for Captain Peng and smiled: "Drink tea first."
"Father, this is the time. It's fine if you always have something to say directly. As long as you can do it, you will try your best to help you." Captain Peng replied.
"With Captain Peng's words, the old man is relieved." Old man Wang smiled, thanked Captain Peng, and then said: "I want to ask Captain Peng to let the dog go by a yard. Don't worry, the old man will have a good life in the future. Discipline the dog."
As soon as I heard, how did this matter involve Mr. Wang's son
It's possible that the sirloin village has something to do with Mr. Wang.
Just after this thought, I had not had time to ask, Captain Peng spoke, and he said in a deep voice, "This matter has something to do with your son?" (End of this chapter)