The success of the spirit tea campaign made Qi Zhenlong very satisfied, the tea was spread in the Beijing circle, even if it was officially stepped into the circle of nobles and entered their field of vision, especially if he was still covering and selling, those people must not be crazy?

"Boss, the number of the auction at the end of the month has been fried to 10,000, all for tea. Qi Xiaojun walked in to report.

"Expected. Qi Zhenlong took a sip of tea.

Qi Xiaojun said: "The third master of the Lin family also wants a number. ”

The tea in Qi Zhenlong's mouth suddenly became unfragrant, and he said with a dark face: "Does he still want to fight?"

"It's to create a buzz for tea. ”

"No need, it's hot enough, he made a move, and no one else knew if he could fight or not. Qi Zhenlong snorted.

Qi Xiaojun also guessed that he would say this, and reported another matter: "Fan Kang got three pieces of merit tea from the Wen family. ”

"Ming robbery?" Qi Zhenlong broke Fan Kang's urine with a single word.

"That's it. gave the Wen family a chance to cooperate, but the old man of the Wen family didn't ask for it, just a sum of money. ”

Qi Zhenlong was a little surprised: "Old man Wen refused this cooperation?"

"I guess I didn't dare to know that we and Hongmen were mortal enemies. Moreover, the tea is from us, and if he gives it, it will offend us. However, the Wen family is just a nouveau riche, and he can't fight against the Fan family, no matter how reluctant he is, he can't help it, but fortunately, the old man will keep his hand, and he can only say a few pieces. ”

"Our deal with the Wen family is also what you and I want, and he gives tea to whoever he likes. What if Fan Kang got the tea, in addition to tasting it, he could still get the tea to sell? After tasting the taste but not having tea, it made his heart itch and unbearable. Qi Zhenlong snorted coldly.

Tea, only pinched by Tang Yu and him, is considered exclusive.

"You must keep the news tight, don't let people find out about Xiao Yu's head. Qi Zhenlong touched the merit vine bracelet on his wrist.

"Yes. Qi Xiaojun sneered: "Fan Kang has already sent someone to check the surrounding ancient temples, and in addition, he has invested two pieces of land in Zicheng, and it is estimated that he is preparing to set up a branch to fight with us." ”

"Beam-jumping clown. Qi Zhenlong's face was full of disdain: "If the Fan family sends someone to ask for a number, if there is no more than 100,000 yuan, they will not give it." ”

Fan Kang sneezed twice, the tea in his hand overflowed, he was so distressed that he sobbed, hurriedly put the tea on the table, looking at the golden-red tea leaves in the cup, he felt a hot pain in his face.

Unexpectedly, this merit tea is really wonderful, he touched his shoulder, where he had been shot, the bullet has been stuck in the bone and can't be taken out, and it hurts badly in winter, but he just drank a piece of merit tea, and he couldn't feel the existence of pain.

What kind of fairy tea is this, no wonder Qi Zhenlong dares to fry it like this.

It's a pity that I only got two pieces from the Wen family, and I didn't get them anymore, and the old ghost would rather die than give it, which is damnable.

"Rabbit cub, you hurry up and go to the ghost building to get the number to participate in the auction. Old Man Fan broke in, and as soon as he entered the door, he smelled the unique fairy fragrance of merit tea, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over, and really found the tea on Fan Kang's table.

"Wow, you are not a filial son, you still have merit tea, just say that there is only one piece for Lao Tzu, you are not a filial son......" Old Man Fan picked up the tea and drank it.

"Dad. Fan Kang was dumbfounded.

Old Man Fan clasped the teacup in his hand and walked out the door: "I don't care what method you use, how much it costs, go to the ghost building and shoot the tea back for me." This fairy tea is confiscated, you are not worthy of drinking it as an unfilial son. "He's going to have to refill it until it's out of flavor.

Fan Kang wanted to cry.