If they were replaced, even if they knew that Zhou Wenjun and the others were not well-intentioned, at most they would deny it and tell the other party that they had not seen anything wrong. But just now, a few people subconsciously turned their heads to look at Liu Zihan at the same time, and he himself also showed a confused look, so it was clear that there were no three hundred taels of silver here.

Gu Fenghua's statement not only concealed Liu Zihan's true identity, but also gave the best explanation for their actions, which can be described as leaky. What is a smart person, this is called a smart person!

Several people originally felt that in addition to their strength and barbecue skills, they might not be much worse than Gu Fenghua in other aspects, but now they know that when it comes to improvisation, when it comes to brains, the gap between themselves and her is really not ordinarily big, and it is no wonder that Gu Fenghua always thinks that their IQ is worrying.

Of course, Liu Zihan's brilliant performance also made them secretly amazed.

Gu Fenghua is just that, he used to pretend to be weak and pitiful, and he looked like a petite white flower, even they were deceived in the past, and it is not surprising that he has such a performance. But Liu Zihan is only seven years old, a little kid, he has such a quick reaction and such superb acting skills, which is really embarrassing.

At this moment, Lorne and the white fat man were really a little worried about their IQ.

"Forget it, we are not related to that little flower, but I think he is a little pitiful, Ling Mei is just unintentional, so don't embarrass her anymore." Zhou Wenjun also said in a round field, looking at that appearance, he seemed to completely believe Gu Fenghua's words.

But Gu Fenghua was not so optimistic, although her explanation was seamless, but the previous performance of Lorne and the others was too obvious, especially Liu Zihan himself, the confusion on his face was too strange, even if Lorne and the others were all the same, others would still find suspicious points.

Next, Zhou Wenjun continued to talk about the whole world, but he never mentioned the matter of Xiao Hua, Gu Fenghua and the others were afraid that he would have a surprise attack like before, so they all dealt with it carefully, and told each other some anecdotes, but they were happy.

Of course, the people on both sides actually have their own thoughts, and there are undercurrents surging underneath.

Zhou Wenjun chatted with Gu Fenghua and the others with great interest, but the middle-aged man on the side yawned boredly, but the eldest brother was obviously not finished chatting, and he was embarrassed to go to sleep, so he took out a small clay pot, poured it on the water rack and boiled it.

"What do you do?" Zhou Wenjun frowned and asked.

"There is wind everywhere in this temple, and it is raining so heavily, I probably can't sleep tonight, so I will make some tea to relieve my fatigue." The man replied.

Looking at his fighting eyelids, Zhou Wenjun didn't say anything more, turned his head and continued to chat with Gu Fenghua and the others.

After a while, the water boiled, and the middle-aged man carefully took out the tea leaves from his arms, pulled a little and put them into the clay pot, and then carefully wrapped them and put them away, from beginning to end, not a single tea was wasted.

The refreshing aroma of tea immediately hits the face, and as long as you take a sip, you will feel that the pores of the whole body are relaxed.

"Purple Peak Cloud Needle!" Gu Fenghua's heart moved.

For ordinary people, smelling this tea may just smell good and feel special, but she knows that this tea is by no means simple.

Purple Peak Cloud Needle, which grows in the extreme north of the Tianji Continent. The Purple Cloud Peak is as high as 10,000 feet, and it is covered with snow for eleven months every year, and only one month will melt, so the rarity of the Purple Peak Cloud Needle can naturally be imagined.

Since ancient times, this tea has been a tribute to the royal family of various countries, and it is extremely rare, and my grandfather boiled it when he was rewarded by His Majesty, so she tasted it once or twice. Although I have only drunk it once or twice, the fragrance of tea is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I am afraid that I will never forget it for the rest of my life.

The tea used by this middle-aged man turned out to be Zifeng Cloud Needle, no wonder he was so rare!

A sneer quietly flashed in Gu Fenghua's eyes.