Chapter 1954: The most unlucky church owner 2

1954: Word Stacks Level 1954
Mo Liancheng smiled calmly, "Brother Duan, don't see me too much."
"Okay! I owe it to you." Duan Qing was calm and calm, his face unchanged for thousands of years showed a happy look, and then a drink. And this pot, Merian City deliberately added weight, so it is not surprising that two extra cups.
Seeing the wind, Mo Liancheng only cares about his own tea, and he doesn't say anything to him. Then squinted and looked at Duan Qing with an excited look. Although the tea was originally fragrant, it was not out of control. It didn't matter if he didn't drink it. When he saw Duan Qing, he felt the tea was more fragrant.
Because of this period of celebration, the face that has not changed for thousands of years is serious, but a pot of tea reveals joy ...
Does this tea have any great effect? !!
People just didn't call him to drink, they just delivered it to him. No word for "Please", what kind of subordinate? No! Can't drink first, wait for him to say please ... for a while, no movement, clear the wind and cough, "Cough!"
The city of Merlin was funny and knew the meaning of chasing the wind.
Just because he didn't say it.
Duan Qing actually paid attention to it, and looked at Zhufeng, puzzlingly, "Master, don't you drink?"
"Is the tea yours?" Asked the wind and yin and yang strangely.
"This ..." Duan Qing's face was also stunned, without saying any more.
In fact, in the current atmosphere, don't underestimate the word "please" at the moment.
The knowledge inside is huge, it is a matter of principle. For example, when Merian City asked, it was considered to be the leader of the wind, and as a subordinate, the city would obey the movement of the wind. However, the brewing of tea by Morian City is a kind of friendly attitude, and then saying the word please, it is a kind of concession, and the default is to dispatch by wind.
Incidentally, the city of Merlian just didn't say it.
Without asking for a word, if you still drink after the wind, you will agree with the "special" of the city, and you will not be a subordinate.
Therefore, Zhu Fengfeng wanted to drink this cup of tea, but he was a little uncomfortable.
Duan Qing was on the side and saw a taste, so he shut up smartly.
Just at this moment, a young man with a lifetime came with two buckets of hot water. Duan Qing also drank his tea, and glanced a bit greedily at the only cup on the table. He also drank it, and got up to the hot water, took out some elixir, and began to prepare.
Suddenly, Merian City signaled that Duan Qing was over, preparing to start treatment.
However, before turning around, Duan Qing reminded mysteriously, "Master Zhufeng, Brother Rong told me that the tea would have no effect if it was cold. Personally, if you don't drink it ... you will regret it."
"..." Sitting upright by the wind.
What effect? But after a while, the tea is really cold.
Besides, the city of Merian is already busy. If he doesn't bother him, he won't change anything if he doesn't drink tea. He took the tea a bit reluctantly, and hurriedly reached the lips. When the lip just touched the tea ... he took a little sip from the wind, took a small sip, and then took a big sip. Want to drink again ... it's gone, just like that? !!
Staring at the teapot again, long gone ...
What kind of tea is this? !! The vitality of Dantian is filled with tea.
I can't imagine it.
Morian City really didn't want to come up with this one, and the elixir at this moment had already improved him.
Zhufeng did not leave, just watching Mo Liancheng treat Duan Qing.
In his free time, Morian City smiled at the wind, "Master, I greet you badly, forgive me."
(End of this chapter)