Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 301 Flood

Pearls boiled in clear water, red shrimps stewed in golden plate?
This was Liang Qu’s first reaction to the specialty.

After checking it out, he did not dare to delay and picked up the oil paper package and put it directly on the table to open it.

"My hometown is in Changgu County. There is a famous tea there called Yangxian Snow Buds. It grows at the foot of the northern peak of Xuanjiao Ridge on Junshan Mountain. It has a delicate fragrance and a mellow taste. It is really a good tea. I specially brought it here to offer to you, my Lord, to taste."

After checking and unfolding the oil paper package, a faint fragrance permeated the steam.

Liang Qu went forward to take a look and saw that the oil paper package was indeed full of tea leaves. There was quite a lot of it, about two pounds, and it was covered with white frost.

"I have heard a little bit about Yangxian Xueya."

Changgu County is under the jurisdiction of Huaiyin Prefecture, not far from Pingyang County, and to the north of Fengbu County, next door to it.

Therefore, Liangqu has some knowledge about the so-called Yangxian Snow Buds. They are not cheap and a little expensive, but they are indeed suitable as a specialty.

"Oh, that's a coincidence. To be honest, Sir Liang, this tea has been passed down from my grandfather..."

After finding out the reason, he took the opportunity to introduce himself, saying that his hometown was near the tea mountains and his grandfather was a small tea merchant, who had so much tea every year that they couldn't finish drinking it.

The grandfather saved some money from selling tea and supported his father to learn martial arts. Both of his sons became martial artists and the family became more prosperous.

It was then that the next generation, after finding out the truth, seized the opportunity to come to Hebo Station and worked tirelessly to earn a reputation.

I found out that he was talking a lot, all about his past experiences, with occasional sighs and talking about how hard his parents worked.

After he finished talking about his own experience, he changed the subject and said that it was the accumulation of three generations of experience that had brought him to where he is today. He admired Lord Liang very much for starting from scratch and having achieved so many accomplishments at the age of Dancing Elephants. This really made He Bo, who was already over thirty years old, ashamed and felt that he had lived in vain for the past few decades.

In response to Cha Qing's compliments, Liang Qu occasionally responded and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

They talked to each other for more than a quarter of an hour and finally felt that the time was about right.

When meeting for the first time, be brief and say goodbye.

"Master Liang, please stay."

The figure disappeared around the corner without making any requests.

"There's something..."

Liang Qu touched his chin.

He picked up the tea pusher on the table and moved the tea leaves to reveal the bottom. There was nothing hidden as he had imagined, just real tea leaves.

"Put it away."

Liang Qu put down the tea spoon, asked Fan Xinglai, who had come back from seeing the guests off, to collect the oil paper bag, and then he stood up and went back to his room.

While I was still walking in the corridor, there was another knock on the door.

Fan Xinglai ran out and asked through the door.

"Who?"

"Fan Zixuan!"

Got it!
Liang Qu paused and went back to the hall to greet his second subordinate.

Fan Zixuan put down his raincoat and walked through the corridor.

Unlike Cha Qing who was fat and plump, Fan Zixuan was quite thin with a dark complexion. He was wearing a narrow robe with mud stuck to the elbows.

As expected, it was found out that they were here to deliver "special products".

What Fan Zixuan sent was different from what Cha Qing sent. It was not tea, but a "flying dragon".

This flying dragon is certainly not a real flying dragon, but a hazel grouse, which is a rare land animal like the precious fish in the water.

The thing in front of him weighs only four or five kilograms, and is estimated to cost more than ten taels of silver, which is almost equal to Fan Zixuan's monthly salary!
"This is too expensive!"

"It's not a big deal. When I heard that I was going to be transferred to serve under Lord Liang, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep all night.

Who is Lord Liang? Everyone in Yixing Town knows him. Even more than half of the people in the county know him. He is a hero and a righteous man!

I have admired heroes with the same character as Lord Liang since I was a child. I thought that Lord Liang must be tired of eating precious fish since he is so famous in the river and pond. So I put on my straw raincoat and went to the forest in the rain at night to shoot a flying dragon with a bow and arrow. I came all the way here without stopping, just to give Lord Liang a few mouthfuls of delicious soup!"

Fan Zixuan was enthusiastic and his face was full of enthusiasm.

"Hey, this..."

Fan Zixuan sounds more cultured than Cha Qing, but he is not as smooth as Cha Qing when it comes to doing things.

Liang Qu silently noted down the impression.

Not disdain.

Everyone has different personalities, but when sending people out to do things, you should know which person is suitable for which task.

"In that case, I will accept the flying dragon. However, the price is too high and I feel bad about it. You must accept the ten taels of silver."

Unlike the fact that the money was accepted without hesitation, Liang Qu forced Fan Zixuan to pay ten taels of silver. It was a normal custom for subordinates to give gifts to their superiors, for local officials to give gifts to officials in Beijing, for colleagues to give gifts to each other, and for people of the same age or hometown to give gifts to each other.

There is no need to be as fearful as snakes and scorpions, afraid of being caught by the braids.

On the contrary, if he didn't accept it, Fan Zixuan might think that he looked down on him and have other thoughts about him.

It's just that more than ten taels of silver are too expensive, and Fan Zixuan is not as wealthy as Cha Qing. Liang Qu should accept less and take advantage of a few taels of silver as a token of his appreciation.

"Master Liang is really... In that case, I accept it."

Fan Zixuan was not a stupid man. He left with a smile on his face, feeling that his whole night's work was not in vain.

Two came in an hour. Liang Qu guessed that there would be more behind, so he did not go back to the bedroom. He asked Aunt Zhang to take Feilong to stew soup, and asked Fan Xing to get some Yangxian Xueya to taste.

The emerald green tea leaves unfold in the boiling water, releasing light yellow fragrant tea, and the whole hall is filled with the fragrance of tea.

Liang Qu took a sip and found it tasted really good, better than the tea he used to prepare for guests at home.

I'm afraid it doesn't match what Chaqing said about the five or six taels per catty.

The aroma of tea fills the air.

Half an hour later, the iron ring of the door rang again.

"Who?"

"Yan Qingshan, Yan Chongwen, Zhu Chunqiao, and Ji Youdong come to see you, my Lord!"

Well, all three Habo are here!

Fan Xinglai opened the door, and the four of them walked through the screen wall and saw Liang Qu sitting on the left side of the hall. They all bowed to him.

"Your subordinate, I pay my respects to Lord Liang! *4"

"Xinglai, pour the tea." Liang Qu ordered, and then looked at the four familiar people, "Don't be shy, sit down."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qingshan and the others found a seat and sat down in order, with Yan Qingshan in the lead.

The four of them did not dare to sit fully, but just sat on the edge of the chairs, bent their knees and feet, and when they saw Fan Xing coming over to pour tea, they hurriedly thanked him and took the teacups.

It's embarrassing.

Liang Qu flatly rejected the letters of surrender handed over by the four people, thinking that there would be no intersection between them. However, after going around in circles, several people turned around and became his subordinates.

If we say that things change over time, then Liang Qu was slapped in the face by four people, that doesn't make sense.

Liang Qu is the boss and the four are his subordinates.

I don’t know if Ran Zhongshi heard the news and deliberately arranged it to play a trick on me.

The hall was silent, with the occasional sound of drinking tea.

Liang Qu didn't know what to say, so he just drank his tea.

After a while, Yan Qingshan looked at Yan Chongwen and the others. Seeing the three people's eye contact, he put down his teacup awkwardly.

"Sir Liang, we four brothers are delighted to be able to serve you, but we are not too scared either. So we collected some money and bought a gift. I hope Sir Liang will not despise it."

After saying that, Yan Chongwen handed a small box to Yan Qingshan. Yan Qingshan took the box and walked it to Liang Qu.

Liang Qu opened the box and saw a ring inside.

The ring is wide and heavy, with a blue-gray iron sheen and is engraved with cloud and tiger patterns.

"I heard that Sir Liang is a master archer and made great contributions in the suppression of the Ghost Mother Cult with a black iron bow. After thinking about it, several brothers decided to give Sir Liang a ring."

Liang Qu didn't know what material the ring was made of, but considering that four people had put it together, it must be something special.

I wanted to subsidize the price like Fan Zixuan did, but seeing that the four of them didn't understand anything, I was afraid that they wouldn't understand the meaning.

Repeated refusals are bound to give the impression of bullying an honest person.

It's not easy for an honest person to make a living.

Think about it.

"That's thoughtful of you. I'll take it. I just happen to be lacking a bow-drawing ring."

Yan Qingshan was overjoyed when he heard this, thinking that his brother was really smart and it was right to give him a ring!
"It's okay, it's okay. As long as Lord Liang likes it, we four brothers will be loyal and do our best in the future!"

The rest of the people echoed one after another, and the atmosphere of the conversation suddenly relaxed.

Liang Qu was playing with his ring and was about to ask about the men's materials when the door to Liang's residence rang again, with an extremely urgent knock.

Before Fan Xing came to open the door, Li Libo's voice outside the door pierced through the rain.

"Brother Shui, it's bad, there's a flood in Huazhu County!"

(End of this chapter)