"I'm so proud..."
Lin Chou said in disbelief, "All of them? There are so many..."
Mr. Leng didn't care about what he said before about showing off his power. He stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Chou's sleeves and pulled him to sit on the sofa. He started talking seriously,
"Let me tell you, there are more than just one or two of these old bastards in Base City. They are from all over the world. It is common for them not to come back very often. Although there is no explicit sealing order, people who know it really do There are only a few, and one of the disadvantages of living too long is that once you turn around, even your own family members have to look at the family tree and photos three or four times before you can recognize them."
"Who was that person last time? I don't know how many generations of grandsons he was. He held the painting and looked at it for a long time. Then he patted his thigh and said, 'Hey, let's go, isn't this my ancestor?' That's it, put it aside. It’s a common thing among us old guys and we’re used to it.”
Leng Han smiled faintly,
"That's how Ziyu is. Logically speaking, there are nine generations between Grandpa Zhao and Ziyu. There are so many families, weddings, funerals, and additions...Grandpa Zhao is old and strong...but the second and third uncles Zhao are Grandpa Zhao's." Parent-child - titles and so on, it's just so-so, if you really want to bother with these, then everyone doesn't have to do anything else, you have to think about your seniority for half an hour when you meet."
"..."
Lin Chou looked embarrassed. He was over two hundred years old. How could he still give birth? Isn't this too strong? Emotional Huang Dashan’s biological father gave birth to a baby a few years ago. It’s really not an exception. Is there still a glorious tradition like this?
Looking at the weird expression on Lin Chou's face, Count Leng knew that this boy might have something weird in his mind. He shouted with a dark face, "Boy, what are you thinking about!"
It didn't matter if he didn't say it. When Lin Chou said it, his expression changed to this - (⊙o⊙).
"Ahem, may I ask... Uncle Leng, how old is this year?"
"Hey, little bastard, I really thought I didn't dare to slap you or what? If Hanhan hadn't protected you..."
Leng Han raised his eyebrows and coldly added a handful of straw knives.
"If you're not afraid of going back with injuries like the two Niu family members, you can give it a try."
Fortunately, it was a grass-hugging knife with a handle of three meters, and the armor-breaking critical damage was enough. Earl Leng choked and rolled his eyes.
"I...I..."
Mr. Leng also added the debuff. The nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes.
"I have created so many promising people, but I didn't expect that the most coward would have the longest life. Sure enough, the disaster will last for thousands of years."
Earl Leng said nothing.
Doesn’t he know what his old man is like? If he dares to say no at this moment, he is guaranteed to be a shameless blaster. Mr. Leng doesn’t care who is next to him or what is happening - I It is only natural to educate your son to beat him to death!
Leng Han said again,
"If you weren't at sea, you wouldn't be able to survive even three moves in my hands, huh."
He glanced at Lin Chou casually,
"If we were at sea, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to even get close to Lin Chou."
Earl Leng's face turned completely the color of pig liver.
Prince Leng was extremely happy,
"My dear, you should talk more and smile more. It's really hard for Xiao Lin to have a frozen face all day long. It's not easy for this kid. Why do I fall in love with you..."
"Um??!"
Prince Leng coughed a series of times, his face glowing red,
"Xiao Lin, our Leng family is not prosperous. After you and Hanhan get together, you will have to work harder -"
"grandfather!!"
Lin Chou broke into a cold sweat.
Prince Leng is obviously very good at changing topics. Two completely unrelated topics are seamlessly connected together.
"Not only do our Leng family have a small number of people, we also only have a few servants. Don't blame me for neglecting you. Hey, it's your first time here. That Xiaodie, please inform the kitchen to add two more dishes to go with the wine. It'll be better. Wine... forget it, I see Xiaolin brought wine, so I’ll just drink what he brought, they are all members of my family, why are you so polite?"
Leng Han's face was as red as blood, and his eyes were full of confusion and fear. After all, this was still a girl's house.
But her tone was extremely sharp,
"Prince Leng, are you trying to talk nonsense again?"
"..."
Prince Leng held it in with a cold face for three seconds.
"Oh, yes, whenever we decide to get married, it will be a matter of time -"
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Crack!"
Lin Chou finally saw what the angry Leng Han was like.
Xiaowu and Xiaodie had already avoided him with ease, and these two girls didn't even forget to take the prince-in-law away.
Three minutes later, Prince Leng, who had a headache, and Earl Leng, who had suffered a terrible disaster, were beaming with joy - God knows what they were happy about.
"Hey, hey, what's that? Hurry up in the kitchen. It's better to be active if your muscles and bones are hungry."
Earl Leng smacked his lips and said,
"Ever since I got this piece of gold, I, as a father, have become even more insecure."
Old man Leng was full of complaints,
"Stop talking about you, it's just me... Hey, I'm an old waist, hey, you don't know, the little guy from the Wei family complained to me a few days ago, saying that when he just broke through the sixth level, he didn't have time to find someone to show off to. , as soon as he returned to the base city, he was thrown away by Han Han with a stick, and the damaged house alone cost him more than 200,000 circulation points."
Earl Leng stared,
"Why does he still want us to reimburse him? There is no way! It's reasonable for Hanhan to beat him. That's called eliminating harm for the people!"
Prince Leng snorted proudly,
"I have time to listen to his beeping? Just throw him out and get into trouble. You bastard, you're only going to sue your parents for coaxing you into a fight!"
Lin Chou scratched his head for a long time, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with this conversation - yes, there was nothing wrong with it.
Seeing that these two people were becoming more and more unreliable, Leng Han coughed twice.
Prince Leng’s expression changed again,
"Ahem, Xiao Lin, don't get me wrong, our Leng family is still very reasonable."
Yes, it does make sense, but you use fists and hammers to make sense.
Mr. Leng suddenly became interested,
"Xiao Lin, how about we make some gestures before dinner starts?"
"Ahem!"
There was another cough.
Prince Leng looked serious and said quickly,
"Yes, yes, let's talk about it after eating. Once you are full, you will have strength."
"..."
What can you do if you have the strength? Fight.
Lin Chou felt that if he stayed here for one day, he would really be ten years younger. Listening to these cold conversations too much would definitely prolong his life and keep his childlike heart forever. Of course, just listen to it and never participate, otherwise the chance of burping on the spot will definitely exceed 100%. Three hundred, there is no use in prolonging life.
Earl Leng suddenly remembered something, and mysteriously turned to the corner of the stairs. He pulled out a half-man-long wooden box from inside, opened the box, took out something, and brought it over.
"Xiao Lin, take a look at my collection. How do you like it?"
Lin Chou looked at the beautifully rounded clam shell speechlessly, "This is..."
Prince Leng's expression was like that of a kid in an alley asking someone to look at his carefully collected limited edition Yu-Gi-Oh cards.
"Open it and take a look before talking."
Lin Chou had no choice but to open it as instructed. There was nothing else inside, only a dark cake-shaped object, which was heavy and rough to hold.
After looking up and down, he said a little uncertainly,
"This is...Pu'er tea brick?"
Prince Leng was extremely surprised.
"Good boy, you have a way. You really know everything. Last time I took out some old bricks of Anhua black tea, and those bastards thought they were Pu'er. They were really pissed off. Old man."
Prince Leng gritted his teeth and pointed at Earl Leng,
"All the good things have been ruined by this little brat. He doesn't even know how to show off. He knows a damn thing about me. Did you see this seal? It's a genuine large seal from the Guangxu palace inventory in the Qing Dynasty. I took advantage of the chaos to steal it from the Huangsong basement in Shenjing. There were only a few categories of teas that could be picked out. The other teas were turned into charcoal ash without being stored. In the end, we only picked out dozens of pieces of Pu'er and black tea. It's a pity."
Lin Chou gently touched the print on the tea cake. Due to the age, it was no longer possible to see what type of font was on it. There were words and patterns in the square shape directly stamped on the round saucer-shaped tea cake, and he smelled it gently. , there is still a burning aroma.
This tea cake was slightly larger than the palm of your hand and weighed about three kilograms. The texture was fine and the tea lines were not visible. Lin Chou quickly put it back into the clam shell. After the clam shell was covered, the small "teeth lines" on the edge were perfectly sealed.
"Indian grade tea bricks, every second more of exposure to air is a sin."
The old man felt so comfortable being flattered by Lin Chou, and looked sideways at Earl Leng.
"Humph, I understand, now I realize how precious this thing is. The big black guy in front of you stole countless tea bricks from me when I was a kid and used them to boil tea eggs - damn, the boiled eggs were ordinary eggs!"
"..."
Lin Chou's cheek twitched. Leng Han's biological father seemed to have a lot of dark history.
Prince Leng continued to scold,
"What's even more irritating is that when I come back, all I'll be left with is egg skins. This bastard didn't even leave me a hair!"
"..."
Earl Leng was extremely embarrassed.
"Not counting the past two hundred years since the catastrophe, your tea bricks are more than a hundred years old. The boiled tea eggs smell of aspergillus, which is really not delicious."
Prince Leng took out a shoe sole from under the sofa and pulled it away.
"Damn it, it's a 140-year-old tea brick. Do you understand that one sip is worth less than one sip? Do you know that this thing was auctioned before the catastrophe, and each piece costs 500,000 yuan? Are you going to piss me off to death? "
Leng Han also knew little about this thing. He blinked and looked at Lin Chou.
“Is tea that’s been made for more than a hundred years really drinkable?”
Lin Chou thought for a while,
"Old tea is a relative concept. Tea bricks became popular during the Guangxu period, which is about the same age. Many people who are proficient in this believe that tea bricks, especially Pu'er tea bricks, become more fragrant as they age. The peak taste is around 140 years old. About ten years, cough, but I don’t understand tea, I just heard about it.”
The old man didn't have anything to do with it, he just said,
"There are really fewer and fewer young people who understand these things. It's not a long-sighted thing to take a look at it. Last time I heard that the boy from the Jiang family got some tea bricks that were more than a thousand years old. God knows what he thought. of."
After all, the old man made a pot for Leng Han and Lin Chou to try. Of course, the old man did not forget to ask the chef to bring some boiled eggs to Earl Leng.
"Don't look at it, just eat that one, it suits you."
"..."
As the saying goes, elders don’t dare to refuse gifts. Even if you choke on the boiled eggs given by your own father, you still have to finish them.
The indifferent kitchen helper was still thinking about peeling eggs for his master, but he almost had his eyes gouged out by Count Leng and ran away quickly.
Prince Leng asked his granddaughter expectantly,
"Hanhan, how does it taste?"
Leng Han tasted it carefully,
"It's a little bitter, but it seems to have a sweet aftertaste. It has a strong aroma and makes your whole body warm when you drink it."
Mr. Leng's expression seemed to be ready to jump with joy at any moment. The two brothers seemed to poke Lin Chou's shoulders.
"Boy Lin, you are really my lucky star. This girl has never been so friendly to me, hahahaha~!"
——What a painful realization this is.
Lin Chou blinked,
"Old man, what was it like before the catastrophe?"
Mr. Leng was stunned. After thinking for a while, he took a deep breath and looked sad.
"Xiao Lin, you don't want to know."
Earl Leng came up and said,
"Boy Lin, you brought so many things to the old man, what about me?"
Lin Chou said, "This..."
Earl Leng's eyebrows gradually rose.
"You are at sea..."
"Yes! How could I forget you, old man!!"
Leng Han looked at his father and Lin Chou in confusion, "You guys?"
"fine."
"fine!"
Earl Leng said it was impossible to tell. After all, it would be disgraceful to say something like being pushed to the ground and rubbed by his prospective son-in-law. As for Lin Chou - everything was for a better life.
After rummaging around in his pocket for a long time, Lin Chou finally took out a lump of something and placed it in front of Earl Leng.
"Here."
Earl Leng looked at it, a little confused, "What the hell is this?"
Lin Chou rolled his eyes. What else could he have in his pocket? Those were the hyphae that had been removed from the fur ball just now.
Of course, the aura still needs to be full.
"Ahem, this is the mycelium of bloody tribulus. It is extremely tough. Uncle Leng uses a bow, right? This thing should be used."
Earl Leng was excited, looked around, and asked cautiously,
"I... took this thing, that thing under the dark sea. I won't fall out, right?"
Lin Chou couldn't laugh or cry. It seemed that what happened last time had left a big shadow on the entire Black Army.
"Of course not. I have discovered before that these mycelium seem to be very suitable for making bow strings. If they are tied together with the tendons of some strange animals, the effect will be even better. I don't know if I am right."
Earl Leng fiddled with it casually.
"Zheng~"
A drop of blood dripped from his finger.
He murmured dumbfoundedly,
"It really lives up to its reputation, it's a bloody thorn."
Then she put it away like a treasure,
"It's definitely a waste to make a bowstring out of this thing. It's such a powerful weapon. My fifth-level defense actually didn't feel like my hand was cut off at all. Tsk, tsk, I'll go back to the master to think about it and see if I can come up with something new. "
You seem quite satisfied?
Lin Chou breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that his mind was quick.
So, can we put the matter of knitting scarves with Sigouzi's tail hair on the agenda?
I don’t know if Si Gouzi is overeating or something. In the past few days, it has been raining all over Yanhui Mountain. He went out for a walk and came back with at least two kilograms of dog hair on his body.
Hey, level 6 hair loss essence must be uncommon!
When I go back, I must tell the big-breasted ladies to put them all away and not waste them. Think about it, everyone will have a scarf made of sixth-grade exotic animal hair to celebrate the New Year next year. It will look more domineering and elegant!
