A 00-year-old man meets online love in person. I am really a post-XNUMXs

Chapter 66 Something from the barrier? Golden leaves?

"It's the old man!"

"The old man is coming out?"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Xiaoguang and others who were just about to sit down suddenly felt as if they were being pricked by thorns.

He looked respectfully towards the corridor on the second floor.

Yun Mo's eyes immediately swept over several men, making them tremble immediately, as if their souls were being pierced.

The three rich second-generations who usually acted arrogantly didn't dare to look Yun Mo in the eyes at this moment, but lowered their heads.

When they secretly looked at the corridor on the second floor again, they found that Yun Mo was no longer there.

"Have you finished your meal?"

An old man's voice suddenly exploded in the ears of the three men, scaring them so much that they quickly looked for the source of the sound.

I only saw Yun Mo, who had disappeared on the second floor, sitting on the sofa in the main seat.

Zhao Xiaoguang and Principal Wang looked at each other in horror.

This is too weird.

How come Yun Mo, who was just in the corridor on the second floor, suddenly came to the first floor and sat on the main sofa?

Is the old man a ghost?

Du Li hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Little Li'er pays respects to the old ancestor."

Yun Mo nodded, "Sit down, girl."

The four people sat down one after another. Zhao Xiaoguang deliberately sat next to Yun Mo, thinking of finding more opportunities to talk to Yun Mo later.

Yun Feifei took out a tea can and said, "Grandpa, this is the tea Uncle Chen Xiaohua gave you."

"I already have so much at home, what else do you want to give me?" Yun Mo was too lazy to take it. "Since I've brought it back, I'll just leave it there!"

"Mr. Yun, this is not ordinary tea!" Zhao Xiaoguang began his performance.

He first took the tea can in Yun Feifei's hand and looked at Yun Mo. He adjusted his demeanor, trying to look neither humble nor overbearing, and said, "This tea is Wuyi Mountain Da Hong Pao. It comes from a mother tree. There are only six plants left in the world. It is the rarest representative of tea. In order to protect this rare variety, picking was stopped many years ago. In other words, the tea leaves available on the market today are all from the past. This stuff is really rare as it is used up. It is very precious. Compared with gold, its price is dozens of times different."

Yun Mo didn't interrupt him, nodded, and still said, "Leave it there!"

Zhao Xiaoguang was completely stunned.

Have you been talking for so long?

Isn't the old man surprised at all?

If the above words cannot be reflected intuitively.

So let’s take a look at a set of transaction records?
At the first Daxia Wuyishan Dahongpao Tea Culture Festival in 1998, Mr. XX, known as the "Godfather of Luxury Houses" in Daxia, won 15.68 grams of mother tree Dahongpao at an auction at a high price of 20 yuan.

2005年4月13日在第十二届魔都国际茶文化节拍出的19.8万元，依旧是20克。

In August of the same year, 7 grams of Wuyishan mother tree Dahongpao was auctioned for a sky-high price of 20 yuan at the 20.8th Wuyishan Hongpao Festival.

All in all, this thing costs almost ten thousand yuan per gram.

And it was only ten thousand dollars from twenty years ago, okay?
Dozens of times more expensive than gold?
This is really not bragging.

But after all this, why is the old man not surprised at all?
This kind of tea, apart from other things, you can brag about it for the rest of your life just by drinking a sip. No, as long as you don’t drink Meng Po soup, you can take it out and brag about it in your next life.

Zhao Xiaoguang did not give up being a conspicuous bag and continued, "Grandpa, do you like to drink?"

It seems that the old man definitely doesn't like tea.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have no feelings for the mother tree, Dahongpao.

It's like if a man is not interested in a figure like Queen Medusa? Then he must be incompetent. So let's change the subject?
Yun Mo nodded, indicating that he usually liked to drink, and did not say anything.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoguang happily took out a bottle of Feitian Moutai.

"Look, old man, this is the gift I brought you!" Zhao Xiaoguang put the top-grade Maotai on the table and said arrogantly, "You may not know that this wine is the king of liquors and the most expensive one. It is no longer available on the market. You must rely on connections to get it. Although you may have drunk a lot of good wines, I dare say that compared to this, all your wines are rubbish."

"Oh? You mean to tell me that all the alcohol I drank before was rubbish? Right?" Yun Mo glanced at the other person.

Zhao Xiaoguang almost lost several souls and spirits, and quickly said, "I... I didn't mean that."

Yun Mo said, "Fei Fei, go to the drawer and take out the tea leaves I planted and cultivated myself. Then go to the kitchen and get the half a pound of wine I had left over today to entertain the guests."

"Grandpa, that's not what I meant. I was just making a metaphor." Zhao Xiaoguang explained again.

"Old man, what he meant was that the things he brought to you are all good things, the best, and there is no other meaning." Principal Wang quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Yes, that's what I mean!" Zhao Xiaoguang touched his head, "If you don't believe me, you can open it and have a drink. It's absolutely top-notch!"

Yun Mo waved his hand, signaling them not to speak.

Zhao Xiaoguang was extremely anxious. If he left a bad impression on the old man, he would be doomed.

Soon, Yun Feifei got the tea and wine and appeared in the living room again.

The tea leaves are wrapped in rice paper.

The liquor is packaged in mineral water bottles.

Yun Feifei said, "Grandfather, these are the two things, right?"

Yun Mo nodded and said, "Yes, I couldn't find a bottle to put the white wine in, so I took a mineral water bottle."

Zhao Xiaoguang, Principal Wang and others also looked over nervously.

The leaves of the tea wrapped in rice paper are actually golden yellow?

The white wine in the mineral water bottle seems a bit thick in color, not as crystal clear as the white wine on the market.

It feels like rice soup.

Yun Mo looked at Yun Feifei, "Fei Fei, go make tea for the guests!"

Yun Feifei nodded and started to get busy.

During the seventy or eighty years of seclusion, Yun Mo had a pastoral manor in his own space barrier.

Here, Yun Mo can not only practice cultivation, but also grow vegetables, farm, raise animals or make medicine like a normal person, which can cultivate his understanding.

This tea and wine naturally came from his barrier.

Yun Mo saw that it was almost done, and signaled Yun Feifei, "Pour a glass for the guest!"

Yun Feifei nodded, picked up the teapot and started pouring tea.

Zhao Xiaoguang and others only noticed that the color of this tea after it was poured out was different from that of ordinary tea.

Ordinary tea is light golden yellow, some are light red, and some, like green tea, are light green.

But this one is a very rich golden color.

Yun Mo looked at a few people and said, "Do you dare to drink?"

Zhao Xiaoguang stared at the golden tea and was a little hesitant, but since Grandpa Yun gave him the tea, he decided to go for it.

Then first pick up the teacup and drink it all in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)