"Wow! Brother Aqiang, is your big house built with bluestone?"

"Then...are those two very tall buildings the big lighthouses mentioned in the book?"

"So many fruit trees! Such a big farm?"

"Isn't that lake too big? There seems to be a small island in the middle of the lake?"...

Everyone walked into the door of Wang Qiang's house. Wang Qiang closed the door behind his back and led everyone towards his big villa.

Teacher Yang's family, while moving forward, looked up and around, screaming incessantly. Everyone was very frightened.

There is no way, almost everything in Wang Qiang's family is completely different from what they have seen and heard before, subverting their usual understanding.

Every aspect here is unique, but it looks like it has an unparalleled beauty that is shocking.

Their family of eight can guarantee that they have never seen anything more shocking than Wang Qiang’s house.

How could a rural family live in such a legendary paradise-like wonderland?

This really makes people don’t know what to say.

Teacher Yang's family of eight were more and more shocked as they watched.

Everyone walked forward slowly. Wang Qiang and his sister were already used to this situation and did not bother Yang Duofang and his family, looking around with dizzying eyes.

A few minutes later, everyone came to the large living room on the second floor of the big villa and sat down.

Yang Duofang's family looked at the dreamlike buildings, decorations, furniture, electrical appliances, etc., and their mouths were wide open, speechless.

After Wang Qiang invited Yang Duofang and his family to sit down, he went back to the big kitchen and brewed a large pot of refreshing tea.

He thought for a while, then took off the treasure gourd from his waist and poured a drop of two-star primary spiritual liquid into the teapot.

Teacher Yang Duofang was not only a good friend of his father, but also took care of his father's funeral affairs after his death.

For the Wang Qiang family at that time, this was a blessing that was as high as the sky.

He and his wife are both around fifty years old now, with gray hair on their temples. They already look very old.

Wang Qiang has always been a person who repays kindness, and in order to reassure himself, he had to do something.

Therefore, he thought about it and decided to recuperate his family's health in order to repay the other party's kindness.

Presumably with this time of recuperation, their family's physical condition will slowly improve.

The current treasure gourd is already a two-star primary spiritual object.

The effect of the spiritual fluid it generates is not just doubled compared to a month ago.

However, in order to repay his kindness, he must do this so that he will feel at ease in the future.

After a while, he returned to the big living room and poured a cup of the best refreshing tea for everyone, including the five members of his family.

"Uncle Yang, Aunt Tian, ​​this is the last century-old wild tea left by our family. Unfortunately, the tea tree was accidentally cut down by villagers who went up the mountain to cut firewood a year ago, and even the roots were dug back.

When the firewood is burned."

He explained calmly, "This last bit of special old tea leaves has good body-building effects. You should feel some effects after drinking it."

He had to explain it first, lest Teacher Yang Duofang and his family would make a fuss later.

Yang Duofang picked up a cup of the best refreshing tea, smelled the unparalleled tea aroma, and her eyes brightened: "Do you still have some of this good stuff in your house? This is a rare item."

"Aqiang, your Aunt Tian and I don't have much in common, but tea tasting is definitely one of our favorites."

He took a deep breath into the steaming steam from the teacup, his face intoxicated, "Good tea! It's definitely a rare good tea!"

"Aqiang, even if the century-old tea you mentioned is not as magical as you said, it is definitely the best tea I have ever seen, bar none!"

"Gulu!"

He held the tea cup and took a sip. He felt a warm stream of water flow down his throat, and his whole body was instantly refreshed!

"This tea..."

His face became more and more shocked, and he said to his wife Tian Lijuan beside him, "Lijuan, drink it quickly! This tea tastes much better than what A Qiang said!"

"Gulu!"......

Tian Lijuan on the side, as well as the six siblings of the Yang family who were curious, picked up the teacups in front of them and tasted them carefully, imitating Yang Duofang.

"Wow...it tastes so good!"

"Hmm, I've never had such delicious tea!"...

For a moment, there was no other sound on the scene. Everyone, including Wang Qiang, was savoring the extremely fragrant and refreshing tea.

Brother and sister Wang Qiang don't often get to drink the refreshing tea produced by the oldest tea tree.

Without it, in order to ensure the growth of those wild old tea trees that are three to four hundred years old and cultivate some of the most powerful tea trees in the world as soon as possible, when Wang Qiang picked the tea leaves they produced, he only picked a few tender ones.

bud.

Now in Wang Qiang's house, the total amount of this top-quality dry tea product weighs less than ten kilograms, and even Wang Qiang is reluctant to take it out to make tea often.

Therefore, today, Yang Duofang's family has invested a lot of money in Wang Qiang's family. Except for Aunt Lin and Chen Lin, outsiders do not have this kind of treatment.

Several girls in the family have long been told repeatedly by Wang Qiang that from now on they should not mention anything about the family to outsiders, and they must remain tight-lipped.

These girls are all very smart. They have suffered a lot and looked down upon since they were young. They have all experienced the feeling of life being helpless. How could they not understand the principle of keeping wealth secret?

They did not expose their brother's white lie. They knew that Wang Qiang's words were necessary, so they all drank tea in silence.

After a while, Yang Duofang and his family drank all the Qingshen tea in their hands, put down their teacups, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Lijuan, your complexion has become better..."

"I feel a little more comfortable all over, and my asthma is a little easier..."

"This...my skin seems to be getting better..."...

For a moment, Yang Duofang's family was stunned: Is this the century-old tea that Wang Qiang said has magical effects?

This...this is a little bit amazing.

Unfortunately, the villagers who cut down the tea trees even dug out the roots and burned them.

The tea tree is gone, and I will never be able to drink it again.

Wang Qiang planned to give Yang Duofang's family a taste of this top-quality refreshing tea brewed with spiritual liquid to help them get well. One cup is enough.

Various diseases in their bodies are now improving rapidly and will disappear after a while.

As long as you take good care of your body from now on, you won't have any bad conditions for a long time.

"Uncle Yang, this kind of old tea is gone, but my family now grows some tea trees and some good quality tea."

Wang Qiang then said, "When Uncle Yang comes home, you might as well take a pound or two back and keep them to drink slowly."

"Although these tea leaves are not as good as the century-old tea I just drank, they are still better than those on the market."

"Aqiang, thank you very much."

Yang Duofang said, "Don't tell me, your Aunt Tian and I like to drink a cup of tea every afternoon while reading and reading newspapers."

If it were any other gift, he would probably refuse it, but neither he nor his wife could refuse good tea.

Without it, the couple are both typical literati. What they like most is to make a cup of tea while reading and reading newspapers, drinking and savoring life.
Chapter completed!