Chapter 427 Master, please drink tea!

Han Ji-hyo's status in South Korea is extraordinary, and even high-ranking officials in the government have to be respectful when they see him.

After decades like this, he has become accustomed to the kind of days when he is high up and is touted.

He coveted this wonderful feeling!

So for so many years, he has spared no effort to manage his image and beat his reputation out again and again.

But who would have thought that he would be humiliated like this when he first came to China.

This is a provocation, a naked provocation.

At least that's what Han Ji-hyo thinks.

He is not yet very old, and his medical skills are not yet known. But Han Ji-hyo knows that the grandson he taught with his own hands is difficult to have opponents in the younger generation.

Then what did he rely on to make Cheng En perform the teacher's ceremony? Is it just by virtue of that preliminary qualification? What a big joke!

It's excessive, but I think it's very funny.

People in that country are too good for South Korea? Isn't that a joke?

Compared with what they swore on the Internet that the secret recipe was stolen by Huaxia, Yang Yi didn't feel how excessive he was.

He sneered a few times, stared at Han Zhixiao without letting go, and said, "Then do you think what I said is excessive?" Okay, I don't accept his challenge because he doesn't have the qualifications." ”

Yang Yi knew how important this competition was to South Korea, and they were eager to use it to show that Korean medicine is better than Chinese medicine. On the one hand, it can promote Korean medicine throughout China and even the world, and on the other hand, it can also be used to get the secret recipe for cancer treatment.

Compared to these, the teacher salute is really nothing.

"Minister He, are all of you Chinese medicine practitioners so bold? You don't even dare to accept the challenge, let alone the gap between Chinese medicine and Korean medicine. Han Jihyo said with a cold face.

The smile on He Fuqiang's face did not decrease, he looked at Han Zhixiao with deep meaning, and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, whether to accept the challenge or not is Dr. Yang's own business, and we can't control it." You can't force him to accept your challenge, can you? ”

Han Zhixiao's old face turned green for a while, and although he was very angry in his heart, he couldn't attack. This is China, not South Korea.

sighed helplessly and glanced at Han Chengen.

Han Chengen's face turned blue and pale, and he hesitated for a long time before he gritted his teeth and said, "Yangyi, did I agree to your conditions, and you can accept my challenge?"

There is no way, even if this young man has no real talent and learning, but he has a reputation and is praised as a miracle doctor by most people in China. Only by defeating him will all their plans work.

Yang Yi smiled noncommittally at Han Chengen, moved a chair and sat in the crowd.

He Fuqiang, the faces of the old guys were about to laugh into chrysanthemums. But in order not to embarrass these people in South Korea too much, they can only hold on to their lives.

Han Chengen had a dark face, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a full cup of tea, and then picked it up and handed it to Yang Yi, and said coldly: "Please drink tea!"

Grass, what kind of attitude is this? Feed the dog or apprentice?

Yang Yi can't wait to break the face of this thing. It's so infuriating. He glanced at Han Chengen with gloomy eyes, and he didn't mean to take the teacup he handed over.

Shen Mo's eyes lit up, he chuckled a few times with a shy face, squeezed in front of Yang Yi, and said respectfully: "Master Han, you may not know that our Huaxia is a country of etiquette, and we are particular about etiquette, so we can't be so hasty." ”

Han Chengen secretly slandered himself, but when he thought that he would be able to defeat this arrogant young man immediately, he felt that it was worth all this.

"What's so important?" said Han Chengen through gritted teeth.

Shen Mo laughed a few times, glanced at Yang Yi quietly, and said: "We need to kneel on both knees, bow three times and knock nine times, and hold tea in both hands. Whisper, 'Master, please use tea.' 'You can only stand up if the master speaks.' That's what makes it a good idea. ”

My day, this kid is really insidious enough, even more powerful than Lao Tzu.

Yang Yi was secretly speechless.

He originally planned to rub Han Chengen's sharp qi and let him hold a cup of tea. This kid is good, he even has to bow three times and knock nine times.

Han Chengen's pretty face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and it was impossible for him to kneel and raise his knees.

He's grown so big, he's never knelt down to anyone but his grandfather. What's more, this man who is younger than him makes him feel disgusting at a glance.

It's not just Han Seung-eun, even Han Ji-hyo can't hold it on his face. The old man glared at Yang Yi with a gloomy face, and shouted coldly: "Doctor Yang, do you think this is appropriate? There is an old saying in Huaxia that 'the master is the teacher'. If your medical skills are better than Cheng'en's, then it is not an exaggeration for him to worship you as a teacher. But you have not yet compared, and it is not certain who wins and who loses. How can I let Cheng En worship you?"

Hehe, you'd better not worship, Lao Tzu is not rare.

Yang Yi did not hide the disdain in his eyes at all, and snorted lightly a few times before he spoke: "Mr. Han, don't make a mistake. I didn't think about accepting any apprentices, just to win him a qualification to challenge me, and it has nothing to do with my apprentice. If I accept an apprentice, I will not accept him like this. ”

"You-"

Han Chengen has received so many years of good education, and he almost never scolds. But now, he really wanted to burst into a few foul words.

How can this kid be so hateful?

"What's wrong with me? My medical skills are among the best in Korea, and people in Korea call me the little doctor. Why do you look down on me?"

Han Chengen thought indignantly in his heart.

He felt very wronged, how high he was in South Korea. Even the sons of those officials had to be polite to him, but when he arrived in Huaxia, he was despised by this kid. What qualifications does he have?

Seeing his grandfather's vigorous glare, Han Chengen swallowed the evil breath alive and concealed the murderous intent in his eyes. 'Poof' fell to his knees, holding the teacup in both hands, with a face of humiliation, he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please drink tea!"

As for what Shen Mo said, Han Chengen automatically ignored it, which was already the biggest concession he could make. If you let him kowtow, then it is better to let him die directly!

Han Chengen was trembling all over, he didn't like this feeling of being looked down upon by others, as if he was inferior.

If he could, he really wanted to splash this cup of still hot tea on Yang Yi's face - he felt disgusted to see his smile!

Yang Yi pinched it for a few minutes, feeling that this was almost on the verge of Han Chengen's rampage, so he took the teacup in his hand unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "Well, you prayed for yourself a chance to challenge me." But you have to take advantage of it, otherwise you will be ashamed. ”