Chapter 127: Three Hundred Years of Ginseng
When Su Xue returned to Xing's house, the first thing she did was naturally to inform Xing Yue's whereabouts.
How the third room of the Xing family will deal with this matter has nothing to do with He Jianghai, but if he really encounters something that cannot be solved, Su Xue will definitely notify him.
As for Yuan Xingyun, the helicopter returned to the capital, and he left in a hurry.
didn't say hello to He Jianghai, He Jianghai naturally didn't care, and went to the courtyard.
The next thing to do is to prepare, the old man's 80th birthday.
The day before the old man's birthday, He Jiangxian found He Jianghai early.
When I arrived at the place, I looked east and west, and asked why the two women were missing in the courtyard.
He Jianghai didn't bother to pay attention to him.
"I'll just ask, of course I'm here today for business."
He Jiangxian explained, and sure enough, he had something serious, saying that he wanted to discuss what birthday gift to give He Daoyi.
"I spent a lot of effort to find Director Yan, and he promised to take a sprig of 100-year-old ginseng."
He Jiangxian is sneaky.
He Daoyi, a super cultivator, the seventh room of the He family, the current head of the He family.
However, because of his old age, he usually doesn't care about things, but in fact, the current leader of the He family is He Haining, the son of He Jianghai.
He Jiangxian is from the old fifth room.
He didn't have to think about such a thing as a hundred-year-old ginseng, he could only borrow He Jianghai's face.
"Xian Shao's face is big?"
He Jiangxian was secretly communicating with He Jianghai, and there was a faint response from outside, and his voice was old.
He Jiangxian quickly stood up, and Lin Bo walked in.
Lin Bo is He Haining's confidant, and his authority can be imagined.
"Limber misunderstood, I'm just saying, where do I have this qualification?"
He Jiangxian's face darkened, and he hurriedly explained, Wufang is weak, there are very few cultivators, and with his status, it is extremely difficult to come into contact with ginseng for thirty years, let alone a hundred years.
"Huh!"
Lin Bo smiled and disagreed, He Jiangxian's style was unreasonable.
However, since he knows his mistakes, he doesn't have to chase and fight, they are all from the He family.
The sound of snapping came out, and Limber clapped his hands.
Someone quickly came in with a tray, and Limber lifted the red cloth, which was vacuum-packed, but it was a huge old ginseng.
"This ginseng must be more than 200 years old, right?"
Seeing the old ginseng, He Jiangxian was taken aback.
"Three hundred years of ginseng is a birthday gift from the old man to the old lady."
Limber was in a good mood.
"My dad was nice to me."
He Jianghai frowned.
"Brother, where is this?"
He Jiangxian hurriedly gave He Jianghai a look, which was obviously not right.
He Jiangxian gave him a roll of the eyes.
Thinking about the problem can't be as shallow as he is.
Family rules cannot be violated, of course He Haining cares for his son, but three hundred years of ginseng is not something He Jianghai can accept at all.
Violating the family rules will only cause countless storms, and it is impossible for a family to be so stupid.
"Is there something wrong with the old lady?"
He Jianghai opened his mouth and said directly.
He didn't curse the old lady, three hundred ginseng, for him, the fart was not worth it.
But even if it is the He family, many people only hear its name and don't know its shadow.
His father and four brothers, it is estimated that no one in the family has seen this except for the old lady and He Haining.
Such an important thing, rashly offered.
According to He Jianghai's understanding of the old lady, the two ways to deal with it, the old lady accepted it, the possibility is very small, and then it was returned to him.
If it is returned to him, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction in several rooms, so it can only be a relatively unlikely result, and the old lady will accept it herself.
Three hundred years of ginseng, the old lady's innate realm, is basically not beneficial to cultivation, so it can only be that he is sick.
"No, no, this is definitely the master's heart to the young master Hai."
Lin Bo hurriedly explained, but he reminded He Jianghai that he was thinking too much.
"That's good, tell me Lao Tzu, I will definitely behave well."
He Jianghai smiled.
Flesh and blood relatives, he Lao Tzu already thinks that he has no drama and singing, and what he wants at the moment is to use all means to make up for his weakness.
Of course, this also has nothing to do with eccentricity.
In the eyes of outsiders, he has no chance of winning, and it is understandable that he will do his best to subsidize him.
"I've got a wipe on it, and this gift has to be mine."
He Jiangxian, who has been eyeing the 300-year-old ginseng, almost jumped up when he heard this.
Not to mention how happy.
And Limber, after explaining everything, left abruptly.
……
After Lin Bo left, He Jiangxian was excited, and asked someone to contact him, and immediately got a million-level package.
It's best to make it to order, if it's really not possible, you can buy ready-made ones, and the time is a bit rushed.
After sending people out, he kept filming with his mobile phone.
This thing is much more awesome than a tens of millions of sports cars, and after taking photos, I simply posted a circle of friends.
Not long after he posted on Moments, in the courtyard, there was a solemn look and rushed over.
"Taught?"
Seeing the visitor, He Jiangxian was a little surprised.
Zeng Ziyi, the surname of the He family is taught.
There are many of He family's surnames, and their status is extremely high, and He Jiangxian has to be polite in the face of this kind of person.
And this Zeng Ziyi is the foreign surname of Sanfang.
"I heard that Hai Shao just got a three-hundred-year-old ginseng and wants to give it to the old lady?"
Zeng Ziyi went straight into the hall and asked He Jianghai without any politeness.
"What? Do you want? ”
He Jianghai rolled his eyes.
Zeng Ziyi was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect He Jianghai to ask so directly.
"Three hundred years of ginseng, the old lady took it useless, nothing more than talking about the heart, the meaning of the three rooms is to let Hai Shao transfer other gifts."
After the embarrassment, Zeng Ziyi did not speak politely to He Jianghai and spoke again.
"And then?"
"As a price, the three masters of the three rooms are willing to fully support Hai Shao."
Hearing He Jianghai's rhetorical question, Zeng Ziyi said the truth.
He is a person with three rooms, and he may be the third room at the moment, and he wants three hundred years of ginseng, and the three rooms in the back refer to the second, third, and fourth rooms.
Obviously, at the moment, because of this three-hundred-year-old ginseng, Sanfang has formed an alliance.
"Question: Do you support me, can you guarantee that the outcome will be changed?"
He Jianghai rolled his eyes.
Zeng Ziyi snorted coldly.
"Even if it can't be changed, with the support of the three rooms, Hai Shao will definitely not fall behind in front of Yu Shao in the future."
"Come here!"
After Zeng Ziyi spoke, He Jianghai waved his hand to him.
Zeng Ziyi didn't understand the situation, and hurriedly approached He Jianghai.
Syllable!
The crisp slap sounded, and He Jianghai slapped out, making Zeng Ziyi's face black.
"What are you staring at? Could it be that you still want to call back? ”
Zeng Ziyi's eyes showed a murderous gaze, and He Jianghai just sneered.
On this occasion, even if Zeng Ziyi was an immortal, he would not dare to commit the next offense.
"Go back and tell the three uncles, don't talk about these calves in the future, I'm not interested."
He Jianghai smiled.