Chapter 427: Wuyi Mountain's Best Red Robe

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A gust of wind blew, and the leaves swirled and fell from among the people.

Brush!

The luthier was the first to come back to his senses and act immediately!

He jumped in front of Ning Yuan in an instant like a rabbit bullet, and said excitedly: "You said, you just said that there is Zizhu?"

Ning Yuan shrugged: "That's right, isn't this weird?"

"Good!"

The violinist suddenly roared, startling the others.

Ning Yuan complained in his heart, he was sixty or seventy years old, and his voice was still so strong and powerful.

At this moment, the Dongchuan Mingjie portable translator whispered: "The transfer is successful, you can check it." ā€

As soon as the words fell, Ning Yuan's mobile phone in his right trouser pocket shook.

Take it out and take a look, it is a reminder of the change of bank card funds, and 50 million is in hand.

Generally speaking, there is a delay of a few minutes for transfers and remittances, but a big chaebol like Dongchuan Mingjie must have a special manager service to ensure that a dozen dollars on one side and the other side will receive it immediately.

As the behind-the-scenes owner of this club, the pianist is also not short of money.

He shouted to a waiter, ordered something, and hurriedly said, "Young man, fifty million, right? Wait a minute, I'll have someone send it to you at once." ā€

"Eh, what are you doing!" Seeing this, Wang Liusheng was suddenly unhappy, blowing his beard and glaring: "People gave it to me, what are you doing to make a scene?"

The pianist was wearing a long coat from the Republic of China, and his waist was straightened when he heard the words.

He has been friends with the former for decades, and naturally he doesn't want to be so polite to Dongchuan Mingjie when he speaks: "Don't talk nonsense! Don't you have a plant, that, that......"

It seemed that he had forgotten his name, and after thinking for two seconds, his eyes lit up: "Jade Shou Peach! By the way, you already have Jade Shou Peach, don't be insatiable!"

Wang Liusheng said angrily: "What are you talking about? Xiaoyuan is willing to give it to me, what does it matter to you." ā€

The pianist pouted: "He casually said that you are still serious, don't put gold on your face."

Besides, do you want to be shameless?

Relying on the good relationship between your granddaughter and others, you are embarrassed to accept such a valuable gift?"

Wang Liusheng said leisurely: "I can also give money, anyway, with Qiqi's relationship, it is better to sell it to me than to sell it to you." ā€

"You, you, you!" The piano master was angry, and his right index finger pointed at the other party and kept shaking: "You old guy!

Wang Liusheng sighed: "Swimming with the son, the boat will be capsized at every turn." ā€

Ning Yuan pondered for a while, and then he understood what it meant, probably the friendship boat turned over when it was said.

The pianist's face turned red, and he stood there with his hands pinching his waist and angry, and his original elegant temperament was gone.

With his head held high, it was a little arrogant.

Wang Liusheng said meaningfully: "In fact, it is not without a compromise. ā€

Hearing this, the pianist was delighted: "Say it quickly." ā€

The former smiled: "Didn't your son-in-law honor some of the best red robes of Wuyi Mountain some time ago? ā€

The luthier sat in a chair and was out of breath.

He said angrily: "I know that you are not at ease! The mother plant of Dahongpao is listed as a world cultural and natural heritage site, and it has not been allowed to be picked since 07.

It was the good growth in the past two years that I made an exception to pick some new tea.

After baking, the total amount of finished products this year is half a catty.

Most of them are handed over to ******, and I only have a dozen grams here, and I am reluctant to drink them!"

Wang Liusheng hurriedly answered: "Therefore, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone."

You are a great and noble person, and today is another festive day, so take it out and share it together. ā€

The two of you talked back and forth, and Ning Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

Grandpa Zhang Ying was worried about Wang Liusheng's bottle of Emperor Moutai in the seventy-fifth year, and Wang Liusheng was worried about the best red robe of Wuyi Mountain in the pianist's hand, no matter how he thought about it, he was a little happy.

He sat quietly on the side, wise not speaking.

There are more than a dozen purple bamboos in his hand, which is enough to meet the needs of these people.

However, in this way, Wang Liusheng has no chance with the best red robe.

After all, if you want to hook up with someone's granddaughter, you can't turn your elbow out.

Finally, the pianist couldn't resist the coercion and temptation of his old friend, and he was very distressed and took out the tea.

As for making tea, it was naturally him who went out personally.

There are a lot of things to pay attention to, and Ning Yuan can't understand it, so he sits there without saying a word.

Anyway, when the sun sets, he drinks the best Da Hong Pao, Wang Liusheng, the pianist, including the Japanese overseas Chinese Dongchuan Mingjie and his portable translator, are cautiously taking a small sip when tasting tea, full of enjoyment and intoxication.

Ning Yuan tasted it, and then drank it all.

There are only four words for the evaluation of the best big red robe - the taste is good

That look made other people feel extremely distressed.

This belongs to the top god tea, you are simply a waste of good things like this cow chewing peony, and the sin is unforgivable!

Simply, Ning Yuan only drank one cup and didn't add any more, which made the four of them sigh with relief.

More than a dozen grams of tea can only be brewed in one pot, and under Ning Yuan's strange eyes, the other party added water again and again, and he drank the tea until it was tasteless before he was reluctant to stop.

He wondered, "Not really, right?"

Wang Liusheng said angrily: "What do children know! This thing is so precious, even if you are rich and powerful, it is difficult to get your hands on it."

Every year, countless pairs of eyes are staring at that little bit of production.

I reckon this is the last time I drank it. ā€

After speaking, he sighed wistfully.

The remaining three shook their heads and said nothing.

Under the repeated urging and strong request of the pianist, Ning Yuan got up and went home to get Zizhu bonsai.

As for Wang Liusheng's share, take the time to ask Wang Qi to come and take it away.

Towards the end of the party, Dongchuan Mingjie took the lead in saying goodbye and led the interpreter to leave.

Wang Liusheng was going abroad in a few days, but he was idle at the moment, walking with Ning Yuan and the pianist.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the club, Ning Yuan saw several acquaintances coming towards him.

One of the girls with short hair reaching shoulder-length and slightly curly inward at the tip of her hair ran forward two steps forward and said in surprise: "Brother Ning Yuan, why are you here?"

She looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with a silver cross pendant around her neck and a teal crewneck dress with a knee-high hem.

When she is quiet, she naturally exudes a sense of alienation, rejecting people thousands of miles away, like a princess high above.

This kind of temperament is a hoarfrost dew!

It's just that as soon as I met Ning Yuan, it was like a fan seeing an idol, and his temperament was completely destroyed, and he almost became a starry eye.

Her parents walked behind, and her companion was a middle-aged man in his forties, whose face was a little cold and indifferent, as if he didn't look at anything.

Ning Yuan smiled: "What a coincidence, I came here today to do something." ā€

Bai Shuanglu's face was slightly red, and she said sweetly: "Yes, it's too coincidental, we are very fateful." ā€

His parents were also a little surprised, and greeted him with smiles on their faces.

The two were even more surprised when they saw Wang Liusheng and the pianist, and greeted them politely, obviously knowing each other.

Ning Yuan was about to leave, and suddenly found that the situation of this family of three was not quite right, and the face of the 12 palaces in the life palace, that is, the Yin Hall had a black tone.

This feeling is like a person with dark skin who wants to use makeup to whiten, but can't completely cover it. (To be continued.) )