"Apprentice, let's go. Don't be this arrogant master. As he spoke, he took the winter ring and left.

But there was no pull.

Donghuan glared at him angrily, "I'm not leaving, I'm Miss." Miss doesn't like you, you're not my master. ”

The young man is angry again, he is not as good as a master and a young lady! It seems that to become the master of Donghuan, she will have to pass her master's level.

Thinking about what kind of person he is, the person who wants to be his apprentice can go around Yisa Country dozens of times from here, shoulder to shoulder.

Murong Xuetian had already learned Yan Tai's identity, and saw that the young man kicked the table again.

"If you kick it badly, you have to pay for it, this is a high-grade purple wood, and its value is compared to the profit of ten small shops in a year." Murong Xue said something that hit the hearts of the people.

Since the boy came, he knew that this was the purple wood he had taken a fancy to a few days ago, but he was bought first, and only after he arrived did he know that it was the master who bought it.

I thought she just liked it before she bought it, and she didn't know what it was, so he had to kick a few kicks to get angry. I didn't expect her to know!

The young man didn't care, even if he knew, what could she do to him.

The young man tilted his head and looked arrogant.

Donghuan knew that these things were very expensive, but when she heard from the young lady that just a table was so expensive, she was really shocked.

She had heard of purple wood, which was a very valuable wood.

Legend has it that its longevity depends on the watering of flower dew, and it takes ten years to grow into a seedling and a hundred years to be as tall as a half-story house.

In Yisa or the entire continent, except for the royal family, only extremely wealthy merchants can sell it, and even if they do, it is not necessarily good wood.

The young lady actually made it into a table, no wonder the third young lady and the fourth young lady wanted to move all the things in the house, and it was still such a beautiful and big table.

The young lady is really too rich, and the money for this table alone is enough for her and the previous young lady to eat for several lifetimes.

If you do get kicked, then what?

Donghuan pushed the boy away in distress to see if the table was "injured".

Donghuan's appearance amused Murong Xuetian and Ling Liao, who had no expression.

The young man picked up the winter ring and carried her a little further away from the table, and reprimanded:

"Isn't it just a broken table that makes you look like that, as for it!"

also pushed him, the master, aside, so that he could be embarrassed, how embarrassed!

Donghuan struggled to get out of the young man's hand, and said something that was enough to make her feel like slapping her to death:

"I'm looking to see if the table is damaged, and I'll see how the price is calculated."

Murong Xuetian was almost choked on tea because of Donghuan's words, she just said casually that Donghuan really had the potential to be a profiteer than her.

Purple wood is indestructible, as hard as stone, how can it be kicked so easily.

Otherwise, that guy wouldn't have taken a fancy to that table and kicked that table.

The young man had no place to get out of his anger, so he kicked the purple wood table a few times to relieve his anger.

What kind of apprentice is she accepting! Eating inside and out, my heart is not at all towards him, a well-intentioned master.

Donghuan thought that he had said the wrong thing, and asked Murong Xuetian in a daze:

"Miss, am I wrong?"

If Donghuan's head is not swollen into a pig's head, the expression must be more exciting.

Looking at the young man's expression, he was also very good-looking, and said happily:

"No, you're right. Very right. ”

She believed very much that the person she invited to chase cigarettes was Ling Liao, and there was only one, what happened to that seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy?

Don't say too much about joking, accept it when you see it, and it's not too late to figure out the meaning first.

"Donghuan, pour tea, let him extinguish the fire, but don't let him set my new house on fire. Otherwise, it's not cost-effective. ”

Donghuan responded and poured tea for the boy.

Seeing Donghuan's well-behaved appearance towards Murong Xue and his attitude towards him, he was angry, but he still drank the tea.

As soon as I drank it, my expression was clear, my mind was refreshed, and my anger was completely gone.

He gave the cup to Donghuan and ordered, "Another cup." ”

Murong Xue nodded, and Donghuan poured him another glass.

The boy drank it all and wanted to have another drink.

Murong Xuetian shook his head this time, and the young man just wanted to say "stingy" Murong Xuetian spoke:

"This is blood-thirsty tea, if you drink too much, you will bleed to death."

Everyone was shocked, it turned out to be blood tea!

Only the young man was surprised and curious, and heard the ancestor say that blood tea is the favorite tea of the door owner, and blood tea is also planted and cultivated by the door owner.

However, why did it appear in the hands of Shan Qianhan.

Thinking that the Lord of Chasing Smoke and the Master of the Door are the closest, it is reasonable to get the blood tea.

And Shan Qianhan and the Chasing Smoke Venerable must be very good friends, otherwise they would not give her the blood tea.

Why is Chasing Yanzun going to be friends with such a bastard woman!

Thinking of Murong Xue taking out the blood tea for them to drink, then she must have valued Donghuan's master very much.

He was surprised, but he was calculating how to get closer to Murong Xue. Shan Qianhan

has such a good relationship with the Smoke Chasing Lord, and having a good relationship with her is equivalent to indirectly having a good relationship with the Smoke Chasing Lord, so there may be a good chance to meet the door master in the future!

It's really a good strategy, and the teenagers admire themselves complacently.

"Little, miss...... You, you say this tea is blood tea?

It's no wonder that when I made tea just now, I felt so fragrant and smelly, and I was refreshed and full of energy when I smelled it. ”

Winter Ring's incredible self-questioning and self-answering.

"I don't know Miss Shanwu, where does this tea come from?"

Ling Liqi lived a handful of years and could drink blood tea one day, that girl really didn't lie to herself, there will be many unexpected things with Miss Shan Wu.

In addition to sighing, he was glad that he was favored by Miss Fifth as a teacher who became a girl in Donghuan.

"If Dean Ling likes it, when I go back, I will ask Donghuan to pack some for you to bring back."

If you ask her where the tea comes from, tell him that she grows it herself, so you're welcome?

She's not so stupid and reveals her identity.

But I won't say who sent it, otherwise I know someone in the Blood Dragon Gate and it will be spread quickly.

Answer the question and change the subject.

Ling Shu didn't have any other hobbies, she just liked to study books and drink tea, and she couldn't stop talking when she heard Murong Xue say that she was going to give her away. Even the indifferent and flat expression of treating people is gone.

"If the young lady has any orders in the future, the old body will do his best to teach your little maid well."

At first, I was not happy that he was a dignified former dean of the Hanlin Academy to teach a maid, but now I am happy and satisfied with the good tea.

Don't say that she is Shan Qianhan's maid, even her aunt's maid is taught.

Murong Xue saw this, she was the one who got rid of this old scholar who saw everything like a breeze.

The young man was anxious, and stepped forward to grab Ling Liao's collar, "When will it be your turn for my apprentice to teach!" ”