Lin Feng's personality is relatively casual, not very selfish. ↑, but at the same time, it will not be too generous, in Lin Feng's eyes, everything is principled. And having a meal with **** them is actually not a big deal.

After getting into the car, drive towards the center of the Beishan base.

"I don't know where Mr. Lin is from."

sat in a car with Wang Shimin and Lin Feng, and after getting in the car, **** asked Lin Feng carefully.

In ****'s opinion, a level 7 cultivator like Lin Feng must be the leader of a medium and large base, so he has this question.

"There's no fix, no matter where you go."

This is the truth, although Lin Feng is currently living in the Tianlong base, but the turmoil of the last days, no one knows where he will be next, and it is normal for Lin Feng to answer like this.

"Oh? I wonder if Mr. Lin intends to develop in the Beishan base? I don't think it's a problem to be a leader here with Mr.'s level of strength. ”

After listening to Lin Feng's words, **** cautiously tentatively said.

It's an old fritter who has been in business for many years, and after entering the end of the world, he is one of the leaders of a small base, and he knows more about politics. In his opinion, if Lin Feng can be a leader in the Beishan base, it will be very beneficial to him by virtue of his relationship with Wang Shimin.

I am not very familiar with the current leader of the Beishan base, but I have had a few interactions when I first came over. If Lin Feng can also be stationed in the Beishan base, the relationship with him will definitely be closer than that between him and that leader, so his **** status will also be much higher than before.

Listening to the ****'s words, Lin Feng didn't speak, just smiled and shook his head.

Lin Feng understood what **** meant, but he didn't want to be the leader of the base. The most important thing in the last days is the improvement of strength. Engaging in rights is not what Lin Feng is good at. Besides, one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and now that there is a leader in the Beishan base, how can he give up half of his rights so easily. That's a good word, but it doesn't work in practice.

Seeing that Lin Feng didn't speak, the **** stopped talking.

The city center of the Beishan base is still prosperous, although it is not bright. But the streets are still full of people.

The car stopped in front of a very large hotel, and the **** father and son got out of the car with Lin Feng. Others are waiting in the car, and they can't eat with **** as those people.

This hotel has three floors, and according to ****, this is the best hotel in the North Hill base. Almost all the high-level and high-level cultivators of the base will come here, and the price among them is ordinary people who are looking at it.

Lin Feng took a general look at the decoration of this hotel from the outside, which was actually about the same level as the mid-range hotel in his previous life. But it's not bad to be able to open such a hotel in the last days.

Under the leadership of the beautiful waitress, Lin Feng and the **** father and son walked through the **** so-called luxury. But in Lin Feng's eyes, it could only be regarded as an ordinary hall, and he walked into the **** pre-booked private room.

The waiters are good-looking, and they are all carefully selected. In Lin Feng's previous life, he could be compared with a car model, but in this last world, no matter how beautiful a person is, if he has no strength, he will be reduced to the bottom of society.

The whole hotel is decorated with antique buildings, and the layout in the private rooms is also antique. Mahogany, which was originally precious before the end of the world, is only used here as an ordinary table and chair. Besides. There is also a coffee table in the private room. Of course, if you drink tea, you will definitely have to pay for it.

"Come on, come on, Mr. Lin. Try my dragon well first. ”

After ordering a few dishes, while the food was not served, **** invited Lin Feng to sit on the sofa next to the coffee table. took out a tea caddy from the apocalyptic table, and **** said with a smile. At the same time, his expression was a little secretly proud, it seemed that the tea he took out was good.

Without speaking, Lin Feng took the tea caddy placed on the coffee table. When I opened the tea can, a somewhat moldy smell came over.

What is this!

Looking at the tea cans in front of him, Lin Feng frowned.

As a green tea, this kind of tea in Longjing cannot be stored for a long time. After a long time, it will oxidize and seriously lose its original fragrance. If you want to store it for a long time. It must be kept in a sealed tin can. Even then, it can't be left out for too long. And this pot of tea in **** has obviously been put for a long time.

Lin Feng really didn't know what to be proud of when **** took out such a tea.

In fact, Lin Feng is wrong ****, it is good to have such tea in the last days. After three years of the end times, most of the supplies have been consumed. Even if tea can be stored for a long time, the quantity is still relatively small.

Take the **** pot of tea as an example, even if it is a little moldy Longjing, it will be sold for 5 white crystals a gram in the last days. A pot of tea is also about 100 grams, which costs ****500 white crystal. This is still one of the leaders of the small base before ****, so he can afford such an expensive luxury, and most people want to drink tea, but they can't even afford tea stalks.

This pot of tea **** has been stored for more than a year, and only when he meets an extremely distinguished guest, the **** will take him out. On weekdays, **** is not willing to drink at all, and only when he is hungry will he drink another low-grade tea with 1 gram of white crystal that he bought.

"This season, you should drink black tea."

Putting the tea caddy on the coffee table, Lin Feng said.

At this time, it is late autumn, and green tea such as Longjing should be drunk in spring and summer. At this time, it is better to drink black tea or oolong tea, so Lin Feng said this.

"Uh...... Mr. Lin said that there is only such a tea that can be handled. ”

In front of Lin Feng, his posture was placed, and in front of a powerful level 7 cultivator, it was already very good to be able to maintain normal speech.

It's not that there is no good tea in the last days, but he **** can't afford it. Good tea leaves cost tens of hundreds of white crystals a gram, which he, a level 4 cultivator, could afford. After being the leader of the base for three years, the current **** has only saved a few thousand white crystals. This can of dragon well is already the most valuable luxury on his body.

"Forget it, drink mine."

Looking at the moldy Longjing, Lin Feng really didn't drink it.

Fortunately, during the previous time, I picked up things from the supermarket every day, and I didn't waste any time. Lin Feng's apocalyptic table also has some tea leaves, so it is inevitable to take them out and drink some now.

Lin Feng took out a handle of Pu'er tea from the Doomsday Table and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

This cake of Pu'er tea was taken out by Lin Feng at the tea counter in the supermarket, and at that time, Lin Feng was only a level 3 cultivator, and he could only take 3 catties of things from the supermarket at a time. And that time, Lin Feng took 5 cakes of Pu'er tea at one time, all of which were good vintages. If it weren't for seeing a coffee table in the private room of the hotel today, Lin Feng really couldn't remember it.

"Pu'er tea!"

Seeing the Pu'er tea cakes on the coffee table, ****'s eyes widened and he exclaimed. (To be continued.) )