Lin Qinghe said: "Grandpa, how does the tea taste?" ”

"Well," the old man nodded and smiled slightly, which made Lin Qinghe very happy, because she knew that the old man's smile was not very common, so Lin Qinghe felt a little flattered.

Lin Qinghe said: "Grandpa, if you don't dislike it, in the future, let He'er make tea for you every day, how about it?" ”

"Of course it's good, grandpa doesn't have any other hobbies, he just likes to make tea."

Lin Qinghe smiled, as long as this one hobby, she decided to make tea for the old man in the future, chat with him while making tea, and tell some ghost stories, anyway, there are hundreds of folk tales in "Liao Zhai", which is enough for her to tell for a long time.

After the old man drank tea, Lin Qinghe asked again: "Grandpa, do you play chess?" ”

"Do you know a lot about chess?"

"It's just a little bit of it, and I have to ask grandpa for advice."

"Well," the old man nodded, people of his age naturally know how to play chess, you must know that Go is the favorite pastime of elegant people in this era, "I know a little bit about it, it's already good." ”

He likes to play chess with people very much, and only when he is playing chess can he see the true temperament of a person from chess.

People can be disguised, but few people can disguise when playing chess, if a person is ambitious, then his chess shows that he is ambitious, if this person has the spirit of killing in his heart, then his chess must also have the spirit of killing.

Lin Qinghe's heart moved slightly, she only glanced at it, and saw what he was thinking from the old man's ancient eyes.

So, she just smiled slightly, and played two games with the old man, and in these two games, she worked step by step, but she still failed miserably after all.

If it weren't for the layout that she had learned a lot from Huang Zhiyuan before, she estimated that she would not be able to walk ten steps under the old man's hands.

But her table today is enough to impress the old man, in the entire Linglong family, there is really no one who can walk through thirty moves under his hands, but Lin Qinghe actually exceeded one hundred moves in these three games with him.

Moreover, Lin Qinghe's layout is fresh and ingenious, even if she is forced into a desperate situation, she is still indomitable, striving for the last ray of life, and she has been struggling to the last step without making any mistakes, really because her chess skills are not as good as the old man.

"Grandpa, I should go back, tomorrow, come back to make tea for you, I hope you can like the tea I make."

"Well, rest well after you go back, prepare for tomorrow's game first, if you can win, you can represent our Linglong family to participate in the competition of the Feng Dynasty."

After all, he is an old man, and he always speaks without leaking, if he can win, then what if he can't win?

He didn't say anything about the rest of the words, and he didn't say what the result would be if she could win the Feng Dynasty Competition, because he felt that Lin Qinghe would not be able to win the Feng Dynasty Competition.

The old man looked at Lin Qinghe's back, Qianqian was weak, but she faintly revealed a sassy and heroic posture, which made people see it, and couldn't help but feel a slight shock in his heart.

Such a woman can never be a weak, or in her heart, she has a strong and unyielding heart.

This point has been seen by the old man from Fang Cai's chess.