Chapter 713: Green Feather

The plane landed in the capital, because it had to cooperate with the promotion of several brands, so Zhen Fan's itinerary was not kept secret, and when he was at the airport, he was surrounded by reporters and fans. The airport had to send additional security guards in order to ensure the safe passage of Zhen Fan, and there were not many people who picked up the airport, only Feng Daran and Cheng Hu, as well as a deputy general manager of sales sent by JL Motors, who introduced himself as Qin Jianhua.

The reporters flocked and desperately wanted to squeeze in, but they were stopped by the security guards, so they could only pass the microphone far away, asking questions loudly, trying to get Zhen Fan's attention, but Zhen Fan didn't say a word the whole time, and Christine was not ready to answer any questions, so the two of them had been under the care of the security guards, and got into the car that Feng Daran and they drove, Melissa sat in the co-pilot, urged the driver to drive, and left the airport in a puff of smoke. It's just that Zhen Fan smiled all the way and waved and interacted with the fans, which won their cheers. So knowing that Zhen Fan's car was leaving, they were all applauding and saying goodbye.

"I've got a chic reception for you!" Feng Daran and Zhen Fan are old friends, and he is not polite to Zhen Fan, so he said directly, "There are not many people, just a few of us, I guarantee that you will like that place when you go." ”

Zhen Fan smiled, since Feng Daran said that it was good, that place must not be bad, Feng Daran's vision is still quite picky, so he likes the eye, it must be bad, so he said with a smile: "When you say this, you really have some expectations." ”

The car circled around the city a few times, and then went in an alley with a courtyard in the alley. It looks like a Taoist temple. Someone actually built the Taoist temple into the alley. When Zhen Fan got out of the car, he couldn't help but be surprised, it seems that the owner of this Taoist temple must be a rich and powerful person in the capital. Or they have a lot of connections with powerful people.

After a few people got out of the car, Feng Daran led everyone in, at the door was a little Taoist boy dressed up, wearing a Taoist robe, a little boy about six or seven years old, wearing a hat, his eyes were rolling. It looks pretty good. I couldn't help but shake my head and laugh, it seems to be really interesting.

Once inside, there is a three-story building. From the outside, it looks like a Taoist temple. There was a man dressed as a Taoist priest at the door, who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, and he didn't take a dust. Nor do they make jokes. When he saw Feng Daran and Cheng Hu, he laughed, stretched out his hand, and the three of them shook hands and greeted each other, and nodded with Melissa and the deputy general manager of JL, which was regarded as a greeting. The vice president of JL actually nodded again and again, with a smile on his face, as if he had won a great honor. Melissa had that professional smile on her face.

Wait until the greeting is over. The old Taoist priest walked up to Zhen Fan, and then solemnly gave Zhen Fan a standard Taoist salute. With a stern face, he said: "Poor Dao Qingyuzi is the head!" ”

"Zhen Fan!" Zhen Fan smiled, flashed slightly, and did not accept the bow of the Qing Yuzi Daoist, but stretched out his hand to shake hands with Qing Yuzi. Qing Yuzi was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and shook Zhen Fan, looking at Zhen Fan with some doubts. didn't say anything more, and led Zhen Fan and the others in.

After entering, I realized that there was a cave. The room is very exquisitely furnished, there is only a portrait of Chunyangzi above the lobby, this is not a Taoist temple, but a hotel, and there are slender waitresses wearing cheongsams and showing white thighs, and some hostesses pass through the hall from time to time, which makes Zhen Fan laugh dumbly.

Seeing Zhen Fan's expression, Qing Yuzi couldn't help but lead them upstairs while saying with a smile: "The Taoist inheritance I have is a Hui Daoist, even if it is Lu Chunyang. Daozu cultivated into an immortal, is an informal person, wine and wealth, and has the ambition of the world, my descendants did not inherit his achievements, only this wine and wealth is the same, opened this 'Taoist restaurant', friends in the capital also give face, has been relatively prosperous. ”

Zhen Fan laughed when he heard it, and then said: "It's so very good, it's very good with my appetite, I like it, the eldest husband is in the world, he should have a lot of wine and wealth, and I also admire the Pure Yang Dao Ancestor very much." With that, he followed the man upstairs in stride.

After Qing Yuzi walked to the third floor, he led a few people into a private room, from this private room was very elegantly arranged, the wooden windows and doors, carved with fancy, painted into dark sandalwood, looked antique, and the wall was hung with the sentence in the words of "Flowers in the Rain" of Chunyang Daozu: Penglai is willing to respond to the immortal move, who knows that he will meet the immortal.

The table here is also a table of eight immortals, boxy, placed there, the stool is also a stool, two people sit on one side, and eight people sit on the four sides, which also happens to be the number of eight immortals. Qing Yuzi beckoned everyone to sit down, let Zhen Fan and Christine be the main seats, and sit on the side to accompany them, while Melissa and JL's deputy general manager Qin Jianhua also sat in the side seat, and Cheng Hu and Feng Daran sat at the bottom, sitting opposite Zhen Fan and Christine.

Christine was interested in the tables and seats, and looked at them from time to time. At this time, Qing Yuzi clapped his palms, and suddenly the door of the private room opened, and a group of charming waitresses wearing cheongsams and baring their thighs walked in with dishes, and a table was immediately filled.

It was all some wild vegetables, plus some delicate venison, black goats and other game, as well as a catfish soup, and suddenly the aroma filled the entire private room, so that Feng Daran and Cheng Hu couldn't help but sniffle.

Another waitress brought a bottle of wine, Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile dumbly when he saw it, it turned out to be his own H? C?D, this kind of wine rarely flows over, because it is not sold much in the United States, and many people treasure it after it is auctioned, so Zhen Fan couldn't help but smile and looked at the green feather.

Qing Yuzi saw Zhen Fan looking at him, so he smiled and said: "I heard that Mr. Zhen's wine is very famous, so I tried my best to get two bottles, one bottle I drank by myself, and there was still half of it left, this bottle has not been opened yet, just wait for you to come and open it." Xiao Feng and Xiao Cheng are blessed people. ”

Qing Yuzi said, opened the wine bottle, then poured it for everyone personally, raised the wine glass and said: "It's rare for a distinguished guest to come to the door today, this bottle of wine is finished, I still have half a bottle, if it's not enough." I will replace it with the 'Guxu Wine' of my Taoist Temple, but it is not as good as Brother Zhen's wine. ”

As soon as a few people clinked glasses, the green feather drank it dry. He drinks the same wine as he drinks liquor. One sip and one cup, Cheng Hu, Feng Daran and Qin Jianhua also have the same sip and cup. Zhen Fan looked at Christine and Melissa, and it was obvious that he knew that Westerners like Christine and Melissa rarely drank like this.

Who would have thought that Christine also raised her wine glass, raised her head, and it was over in one sip, and then looked at Zhen Fan and smiled proudly. The meaning is obvious, even if I drink like this, don't underestimate me! It's the same with Melissa. One sip after another, unambiguously. Zhen Fan was speechless for a while, and then dried up. Qing Yuzi hurriedly made up for everyone again.

That Qin Jianhua couldn't sit still, and said that he wouldn't let Qing Yuzi pour wine. He must pour the wine for everyone himself. Honestly. He was already a little flattered that he could be entertained by Qing Yuzi, and Qing Yuzi didn't fight with him, so he carried the wine bottle and poured wine for everyone.

After two rounds of drinking, everyone only cared about persuading the dishes to drink, and did not say anything else, even Qin Jianhua, the vice president of JL, did not dare to say more. It's just drinking, and Zhen Fan doesn't say anything else. just talked to everyone about wine and food, and slowly talked about it in a mess, and there was nothing substantial, just nonsense.

A bottle of wine can't stand such a way to drink, and it will be finished after a while, and then the old Taoist priest's half bottle will be brought over, and after two rounds, it will be drunk again, so I will take the Taoist priest's Guxu wine, the wine is not bad, it is liquor, the alcohol content is not high, about more than 30 degrees, but Christine and Melissa are a little unaccustomed to drinking.

But I still gritted my teeth and learned to drink one by one. Fortunately, this wine is not as soft as the blended wine or the high level of pure grain wine, and it has a soft entrance and some aftertaste, but it is not very difficult, for the two ladies.

After drinking, the old Taoist priest wanted to arrange a room for Zhen Fan and them to massage, Cheng Hu and Feng Daran happily agreed, Zhen Fan had no choice but to follow the local customs and let the old Taoist priest arrange it, but I didn't expect that this old Taoist priest was seventy or eighty years old, and he still knew how to enjoy it, and looking at his body, he was still strong, so he could understand.

The massage room is on the second floor, and the two ladies arranged one, Zhen Fan and the old Taoist priest, and Feng Daran, Cheng Hu and Qin Jianhua one.

Zhen Fan knew that the old Taoist priest must have his ideas in this arrangement, so he was silent, did not take the initiative to talk to him, closed his eyes, and concentrated on enjoying the massage service of the beauty.

After more than an hour, the beauties massaged the two of them, and they were also tired and sweaty slightly, and some gasps and exhaled like an orchid, the old Taoist priest waved his hand and let them leave, and he turned over, and said with a face-to-face smile with Zhen Fan: "How does Mr. Zhen feel, the waiters here are all strictly trained, the acupoints are very accurate, and the strength is moderate!" ”

Zhen Fan also turned over, lying facing the sky and said with a smile: "It's not bad, I'm afraid this is the only one in the capital, there are few such good techniques!" ”

When Qing Yuzi heard this, he was very proud, and said with a smile: "That's, it's not that I'm bragging, and I'm the only one in the capital who is the most authentic." Belch...... I have a doubt in my heart, I wonder if Mr. Zhen can relieve me? ”

"You want to ask about the Tao, right?" Zhen Fan smiled, and the old Taoist priest finally couldn't help but speak in this direction, so he nodded and said, "Ask, I'm afraid you already know that I'm a cultivator, just see that you hide H?" C?D, I knew you could sense the Taoist vitality in this! ”

The old Taoist priest nodded hurriedly, and then said to Zhen Fan: "This ...... Did you really make the wine yourself? Including the vitality of this Taoist family, it is also your ......"

"Yes!" Zhen Fan nodded and said, "Is there any problem?" ”

The old Taoist priest immediately turned over and got up, walked in front of Zhen Fan in a few steps, knelt down on his knees and said: "The old Taoist is the best cultivator in his life, but he has not learned the essentials of his life, and he has not been able to get started yet, but he has only cultivated some superficial things, and the vitality of Taoism is there, but it is so thin and ruthless, please teach me from the teacher, I want to worship you as a teacher!" ”

Zhen Fan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, why did an apprentice come out again? Are people in both the East and the West addicted to teachers today? (To be continued......)