Before the rainy season in Xuefeng Village, there will be a period of sunshine, and this kind of sunny day is very warm for the people in Xuefeng Village.

Especially in the afternoon, this is a great time for tasting Yipin afternoon tea.

And that afternoon, He Sheng was drinking tea in the teahouse in Zhantang.

"Master, you don't know that this good tea from Xuefeng Village is only available in the Book Hall. The Book Hall has the seeds of good Longjing tea, and dozens of them are planted every year. But Yang Qunyi does not give takeaway tea, and secondly, he does not provide seeds, so he only keeps his own food. He is simply selfish!"

A man at the same table spoke.

He Sheng smiled: "The seeds are in their hands, and they can taste them whatever they want, and it has nothing to do with us."

"Besides, this big bowl of tea can moisten your throat, and there is nothing wrong with it." He Sheng replied with a smile.

He Sheng still remembered the matter of Yang Qun's martial arts the day before yesterday, but in the past two days, Yang Qun had no movement, which made He Sheng feel very strange.

Just after taking a sip of tea, a figure ran in.

"Master, the people from the Book Hall have come and said they want to find you."

He Sheng was stunned and immediately looked out of the house. It was the man who came to deliver the exercises the day before yesterday, but this time, the man was empty-handed.

After hesitating for a moment, He Sheng stood up from his seat and walked out of the room.

"Brother, how can I do with me?" He Sheng asked the man.

The man smiled and replied, "Lord He, our Lord Yang specially asked me to come and invite me to have a tea with Lord He."

It's true that Cao Cao will arrive.

He Sheng couldn't help laughing.

"Take tea? In the book hall?" He Sheng asked.

"In our Lord Yang's house, Lord He and I will come."

He Sheng nodded thoughtfully, hesitated for two seconds, and replied, "Okay, I'm going to lead the way."

The relationship with Yang Qun is neither cold nor indifferent, and this is not a solution.

The most important thing is that He Sheng didn't know what Yang Qun wanted to do.

First, he asked himself for a mountain rat, then returned his own martial arts, and now he wanted to treat himself to tea.

In name, I want to make friends with me, but the two have never had any contact.

This also made He Sheng feel helpless. What exactly is this old guy trying to do?

Just so I can drink tea with him to find out his tone.

A moment later, He Sheng came to the book hall.

The overall area of ​​the Book Hall is not large. It has two floors of a martial arts pavilion and a side kitchen. In addition, it is the residence of the disciples of the Book Hall.

However, these houses all look ordinary, and are even less good than Gongtang's houses.

This also surprised He Sheng a little. Yang Qun, who is in a dignified library, can't live in such an ordinary life, right?

Sure enough, the man who led the way passed He Sheng through the back door of the book hall and came to the Pingshan behind.

There is a large piece of land here, with green tea planted in it. Judging from the variety of tea, it can be considered medium and upper-class.

And it is already very luxurious to have such tea in this Blood Wind Village.

After walking forward for a while, He Sheng saw a separate courtyard. The yard was large, half the size of a basketball court. The house was even three floors. The yard was planted with flowers and plants, and the terrain was wide, and the view on the third floor was very good.

It's like a small villa.

Don’t say, if you set up such a house in Xuefeng Village, don’t be too casual this day.

"Hahaha, Master He is here? Come in!" Yang Qun shouted to He Sheng on the rooftop on the third floor.

This building is made of wood, and it is obviously a lot of manpower and material resources to pile three stories high.

I have to say that Yang Qun really enjoys this.

Walking on the wooden floor, your feet clattered.

He Sheng came to the third floor, looked around, and nodded.

"Lord Yang really enjoys it. It's such a warm day. It's so cool to bask in the sun and drink tea here in the afternoon." He Sheng couldn't help but sigh.

Yang Qun laughed: "Hahaha, what did Lord He say? If you want to, you can be so carefree."

"Master He, sit down and try the new tea I have grown this year!" Yang Qun brewed a cup of hot tea for He Sheng.

The cup looks like a purple clay pot, but it feels a bit rough.

After all, it is in Xuefeng Village, so such a cup cannot be too finely made.

After sipping hot tea, He Sheng felt refreshed and refreshed in an instant.

The taste of this tea is indeed much better than the big bowl of tea in Zhantang.

"Master He, have you been busy recently?" Yang Qun asked He Sheng.

He Sheng put down the teacup in his hand and chuckled: "It's not too busy. I've been idle since I came back from Qingshan last time."

"Lord Yang came to me today. Is there anything wrong?" He Sheng asked with a smile.

Yang Qun was obviously a man who was swaying around the bush. He was not familiar with him, so he insisted on treating himself to tea. The two big men can't contact each other, right?

Yang Qun replied with a smile: "Master He, I can't treat you to tea if you're fine?"

"At the time, when Xue Zhou was the head of the hall, I often invited him to come to me for tea..."

There is something in Yang Qun's words.

He Sheng heard what Yang Qun meant.

This guy wants to be the second Xue Zhou.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot that Master He and Xue Zhou were not dealing with each other. If you two have a peaceful relationship, you wouldn't have gone to Qingdoutai." Yang Qun quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, it's Yang who talked too much."

He Sheng replied with a smile: "Xue Zhou is dead, but Master Yang said it's okay."

"However, Master Yang thinks that Xue Zhou and I are the same person?" He Sheng asked.

Yang Qun clearly said that He Sheng and Xue Zhou were not in dealing with each other, but He Sheng insisted on feeling that Yang Qun was hinting at him.

However, it is better to make it clear than to suggest it. He Sheng likes to be honest when talking to others.

Yang Qun was stunned and then replied, "What is the matter between Lord He? I have heard of Zhan Tang these days."

"The people from the Sanmen brought back so many mountain rats. All the merits sold by the mountain rats were equally divided. In addition, the people from the Sanmen also killed a giant ape, and the giant ape dropped a black dead stone. It was Lord He who bought it for his merits. Everyone in the Sanmen had gained a lot of money this time."

"To put it bluntly, Master He, if it were Xue Zhou, he would have embezzled these things long ago. How could Master He be so generous?" Yang Qun said with a smile.

"This time, the people from the three sects of Qingshan have all contributed their efforts, which is beneficial. We must not stop thinking about our brothers, right?" He Sheng asked back.

Yang Qun nodded quickly: "What Master He said is..."

"By the way, Master Yang, when I entered the book hall just now, I saw that there were not many people in the book hall. How many people were there in the book hall?" He Sheng asked.

Yang Qun was stunned and replied with a smile: "Oh, there are only about twenty people in the small book hall."

"Around twenty people, what kind of livelihood do those members of the Book Hall usually make?" He Sheng asked again.

Yang Qun could not have thought that He Sheng would ask these boring questions, but he still replied patiently: "There are all martial arts piled up in our bookshop. Borrowing these martial arts requires merits, and these merits have become our livelihood expenses."

"I see..."
Chapter completed!