Wang Banxian's students all knew that his teacher loved nothing, but only loved tea ceremony. Therefore, many of his students would collect the best tea to honor his mentors. But Hong Haiquan is not good. Although Hong Haiquan has a high status, his salary is not very high. Therefore, he planted some flower tea himself in the back mountain of his home, and brought some to the elderly every year during the Chinese New Year and holidays. So, in comparison, the flower tea he grew by himself was so chilling compared to these best teas.

"Hua Ya, Captain Hong hasn't seemed to have enough. Go and help me bring the good tea in my room." Wang Suanshi looked at Hong Haiquan, his eyes half-opened and half-closed, and he said slowly.

When Hong Haiquan heard the teacher's words, he was stunned and his face became much embarrassed. He thought, next time I will also ask the bad guys I under my command to give me tea and then give it to the teacher.

Wang Maya walked into his grandfather's room well, walked to a bedside table made of pear blossom trees that had been a bit old by his bed, and took out a bag of flower tea wrapped in it. Judging from the packaging, the old man seemed to have preserved these flower teas very well and seemed to cherish them very much.

In the past, Wang Maya was very puzzled. Many people would give her all kinds of good teas to her grandfather. However, her grandfather seemed to be careless about the expensive teas that were even one or two thousand kilograms and piled them on the table casually. But he only cherished these cheap and pitiful flower teas very much. Usually, he rarely saw her grandfather drink those flower teas. Originally, Wang Maya thought her grandfather was disdainful.

But later he found that whenever his grandfather was happy, he would carefully take out some flower tea to soak and taste it. People who don’t know how to enjoy it would think they had drunk some top-quality products.

Once, Wang Maya asked curiously: "Grandpa, what kind of best flower tea are these flower teas? Are they very expensive?"

The old man smiled and shook his head, saying that this flower tea is not expensive, very cheap, very cheap.

This made Wang Maya even more strange and asked: "Grandpa, since it is not expensive, why do you cherish them so much?"

However, the two of them smiled and said, "Because this is the wish of a student, I, this flower tea was planted by him, picked by himself, dried by himself, and quarreled by himself!"

The young Wang Maya was a little confused about her grandfather's words, but when she got older, she realized that although the precious tea was very valuable, the heart she used was far less precious than the one or two flower tea. Because it was the most sincere respect and filial piety of a student to a teacher.

Many things are not measured by money.

This is Wang Suanshi's outlook on life. He is honest and has countless students, and there are countless outstanding people. However, what he likes most in his life is not those brightly dressed businessmen or government officials, but the middle-aged man who looks silly and stupid in front of him.

"Grandpa, your baby is here." Wang Huaya took out some flower tea and carefully placed it on Mr. Wang's small table. He said with a smile. It seems that my grandfather is very happy today.

Seeing the flower tea in front of him, Hong Haiquan, who was a little sad, was stunned and looked at the teacher he respected and feared the most in confusion, "Teacher, this..."

Before Mr. Wang could speak, Wang Maya, who was beside him, said first. She smiled and said, "Uncle, you are so lucky. Don't underestimate these flower teas. Although these flower teas are very cheap, they are good things that my grandfather has always treasured. Usually, they are reluctant to drink some of them. I heard that this was planted, picked, and fried by one of my grandfather's most proud disciples. You are so lucky." The little girl said, wrinkling her nose, as if she was a little angry with her grandfather.

"Teacher..." Hong Haiquan was stunned. He felt his throat choked and his eyes turned red. Although he was now the captain of the Dragon Group, he could be said to be extremely powerful, but he knew that there were more people with higher status than his status, and at most he was a middle-aged and above student in his hands.

Moreover, he has no money, and it can only be considered a well-off living standard. Therefore, every time he meets a direct teacher, he feels very embarrassed. Because others are gifted with gifts, but he can only give it to his teacher with his own wishes. It’s not that he can’t afford ordinary nutritional supplements, but giving those things to his teacher is an insult to his teacher.

Originally, he thought he was the most incompetent student under the teacher, but he did not expect that the teacher not only kept his own flower tea, but also kept it as a treasure. It was difficult for his beloved granddaughter to take a sip.

Wang Suanshi looked at Hong Haiquan's appearance, smiled with relief, and said, "Haiquan, do you think the teacher is a little strict with you?"

When Hong Haiquan heard the teacher's words, he hurriedly wiped away his tears, squeezed out a smile, and said, "No, no, teacher, Haiquan knows that you are good to Haiquan, but Haiquan is not good at it."

No one knows Hong Haiquan's feelings for himself as a teacher. Hong Haiquan's master died of the devil's destruction action since he was a child, and it was his mother who raised him. Without a master, those children would bully him when they were very young. It was the old man in front of him who stood in front of him and used his not-so-magnificent body to block the bad child's face.

From then on, he subconsciously regarded this man as his master. Because this man gave him a sense of security, it was also this man who taught him the truth of being a human being. Therefore, unlike others, he also had a son's admiration for the master in it.

"Haha, isn't it a weapon?" Wang Suanshi looked at his proud disciple with a smile and said, "If you can't be a weapon, then, old man, do I have any other proud disciples?" After a pause, Wang Suanshi said, "Haiquan, what exactly can summon you from your busy schedule to come here this time? Also, I think you are here not just to see me, the useless old man."

Hearing Mr. Wang's words, Hong Haiquan stammered, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "Teacher, I didn't want to disturb you either. But that matter seemed a bit serious. So, I wanted to find you and help me calculate it. See if I can tell the secret of it."

Wang Suanshi glanced at Hong Haiquan, stopped making tea in his hand, and asked, "Tell me what's going on."

After hearing this, Hong Haiquan nodded. He knew that his teacher was very principled in doing things and generally did not easily count the secrets. He informed Mr. Wang in detail about what happened in Li'an City.

The more he heard, Wang Suanshi's brows became tighter. He really didn't expect that the dark forces in the West would be so arrogant.

"Where is the Western Holy See? These dark forces are their mortal enemies. Do you just let them do this?" Wang Suanshi's voice felt a little angry. He hated the most of those who have the right to be aware of the people who have the right to be aware of the people, but they did not do what they should do, but used them to gain benefits for themselves. This is also the reason why he liked Hong Haiquan, because this student rarely went to camp and did practical things.

"Teacher, there is a great crisis within the Holy See. They have no time to take care of themselves, otherwise they would have sent someone here long ago." Hong Haiquan also knew Mr. Wang's temper and said with a wry smile.

"snort!"

Mr. Wang snorted coldly, no longer discussing the issues of the Western Holy See with Hong Haiquan, but instead said: "What's going on with your Dragon Group? Since you knew that those vampires came to my China in a big way, why did they still make such a big mistake?"

"Ahem, teacher, many things are not up to me to the students." Hong Haiquan shook his head gently, thinking to himself that the Western Holy See is fighting for power and profit, so how much better will our China Dragon Group be than others? But he dare not tell the old man about this, otherwise with his hot temper, God knows what uncontrollable things he will do. You must know that the old man's majesty in China is not ordinary high.

"Then what are you doing with the old man now?" Wang Suanshi looked unhappy. This was also Hong Haiquan. If it were someone else, he would have probably raised the table and drove people away.

Hong Haiquan smiled bitterly and said, "Teacher, my girl and her friend happened to have experienced the attack personally, and they also asked some things from the senior vampires. However, this sentence seems to be full of mystery. The students are very stupid and have no way to find out, so we can only ask the teacher, you, to take action."

"Oh?" Mr. Wang Suanshi seemed to be interested and asked in confusion: "Then tell me what vampires came to my China for."

"The holy land appears, the totem is revealed, and the unicorns are turning the sky." Hong Haiquan said these ten words word by word.

Hearing these ten words, Mr. Wang Suanshi's eyes shook, he squinted his eyes tightly at his students, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you sure this statement is related to the reasons for those vampires' operations?"

Hong Haiquan nodded affirmatively and said, "Students dare not deceive the teacher."

Wang Suanshi nodded slightly. He knew that Hong Haiquan did not dare to deceive him. After thinking about it, he closed his eyes and quickly calculated with his right hand.
Chapter completed!