At the same time, Qin Weiming also picked up the cup and poured the tea directly into his mouth.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he shouted: "Good tea!"
Then, he picked up the teapot, poured a full cup, and brought it to his mouth.
Zhang Jian next to him said: "Old Qin, my cup is empty too."
Qin Weiming glanced at it and said, "You have no hands?"
Even so.
However, he still helped pour a glass.
Then, he said to Hong Hanlin and others sitting next to him: "Don't just sit there and drink from your own cups!"
"Why... do you also want me to deliver it to you?"
After hearing this, everyone hurriedly said: "We will do it ourselves..."
In fact, when everyone saw Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian praising them, they were already very interested in Lingcha.
It's just that Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian didn't dare to take action due to their identities.
At this time, after hearing what Qin Weiming said, everyone no longer hesitated and picked up the tea cups and poured them into their mouths.
As the tea entered my throat, a refreshing feeling that I had never felt before immediately came to my mind.
This feeling... It was as if their body surface, throat, and even stomach... were all filled with silt.
Now, suddenly it was washed by a clear spring.
This is a sense of transparency and ease that I have never experienced before.
Everyone's faces showed a look of intoxication that was difficult to conceal.
At this time, Zhang Jian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said: "I have drunk a lot of tea, but even the tea leaves from the three mother trees are far inferior to this tea... Little brother Lin, what on earth is this?" Tea?"
Everyone around them pricked up their ears, and they were obviously very concerned about this.
If you can drink this tea regularly, it will definitely be a pleasure.
If you give it to others, it is definitely the best gift!
Lin Fan replied: "This is tea grown by me using a special method. The quantity is very small."
"Because after drinking it, you can feel refreshed, detoxify, nourish your skin, and prolong your life... It's very magical. It's like the spiritual liquid in fairy novels, so I call it spiritual tea."
After all, Lin Fan couldn't be said to have gotten it from the red envelope.
Of course, even if he really said it, everyone would just think he was joking.
When everyone heard that Lin Fan had grown tea using a special method and that the quantity was very small, they all showed a look of helplessness.
Not to mention giving it as a gift, even if you drink it yourself, you may not get it.
Zhang Jiandao: "This tea actually has such miraculous effects... Lingcha? What a name!"
Although he said this, he didn't pay much attention to whether it was to beautify the skin and prolong life.
The point is, this tea is really delicious.
After a pause, Zhang Jian continued: "My body is getting worse every year. Maybe tomorrow I won't be able to open my eyes again. With these two bags of tea, I think I should It can last for a few more years.”
"Brother Lin, thank you for the tea you sent!"
Qin Weiming, who was sitting next to him and was still drinking tea, immediately stopped and shouted: "What do you mean by thanking Brother Lin for the tea?"
"He gave this to me!"
Lin Fan looked at the two old men, like children fighting for their favorite toys, and couldn't help but smile: "Although there are very few tea leaves, it will be no problem to give some to Mr. Qin next time."
When Zhang Jianyan heard this, he couldn't help but said with great joy: "Haha! Look..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he started coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough!"
He even looked vaguely out of breath.
The middle-aged man standing behind him with a wheat badge on his shoulder changed his face and hurriedly shouted: "Hygienist!"
Two doctors in white coats ran over quickly, stepping forward to help with treatment.
At this time, Zhang Jian's cough suddenly slowed down and disappeared.
He waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm fine."
A short and thin doctor said: "Old leader, for the sake of your health, it is better to check your body first."
Zhang Jiandao: "It's just a few coughs, what's the fuss about!"
"yes!"
The two doctors did not dare to say anything at all.
However, the atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as before, and became extremely solemn.
Everyone was worried about Zhang Jian's health.
At this time, Lin Fan smiled and said: "Indeed, Mr. Zhang just coughed, there is no need to make a fuss... Just drink some water and it will be solved."
While talking, Lin Fan spent 10 million yuan to buy medical potion from the system and handed it to Zhang Jian.
The middle-aged man with the wheat badge on his shoulder frowned slightly and took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.
Zhang Jian said easily: "That's right! Just drink some water!"
After saying this, he raised his hand to take the medical water and was about to pour it into his mouth.
The middle-aged man hurriedly tried to dissuade him: "Old leader, no!"
Then, he said to Lin Fan in a very stern tone: "What kind of water is this?"
Lin Fan also understood that this was the responsibility of a middle-aged man.
Fulfilling one's duties is the most basic requirement for a soldier, not to mention that he is also the king of the army!
Therefore, Lin Fan was not angry and opened his mouth to explain a little.
However, Zhang Jian shouted: "What are you yelling about?! Isn't it just a small bottle of water?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he poured it directly into his mouth.
"Gulu!"
"Old leader!" the middle-aged man shouted with his eyes widened.
Zhang Jian seemed not to have heard it, curling his lips and said: "It doesn't seem to have any taste. It's not as good as the spiritual tea just now."
Then, he shouted: "Okay, drink the tea, drink the water... let's play two games of chess now!"
Lin Fan nodded secretly and said, "Okay."
Qin Weiming shouted: "Lin Fan, don't hold back, you must kill him until no one is left alive!"
While speaking, he also rolled up his sleeves.
That look... almost as if he was about to fight with someone.
"You are the junior, you go first." Zhang Jian said.
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders." Lin Fan said.
"Take out the gun!"
"Pegasus!"
The two moved the chess pieces quickly, causing a crisp sound when the chess pieces collided with the chess surface, like a rushing piece of music.
I have to say that Zhang Jian's chess skills are indeed good.
At least... Lin Fan is the strongest among all the players so far.
However, what Zhang Jian met... was Lin Fan, who had professional chess skills and absolute concentration.
As the chess game progressed, Zhang Jian's reaction became a little unable to keep up, and the speed of his moves gradually slowed down.
But Lin Fan was getting faster and faster.
"clatter!"
At this time, Lin Fan moved the chess piece again and said: "General, dead chess!"
Zhang Jian was slightly startled. Obviously, he didn't expect this move at all.
Qin Weiming, who was sitting next to him, laughed and said, "Hahaha! Okay! Well done, Lin Fan! You really didn't disappoint me! It's worth it that I specially asked you to come here!"
PS: Welcome to read my completed book "Super Red Envelope Fairy Group".
(End of chapter)