Hearing the melodious and pleasant string music, Qi Xiang was naturally a little curious and immediately walked along the sound.

The source of the sound was in the middle of the ship, in a very comfortable room. Qi Xiang walked to the side of the room, and could also see the situation inside through the hanging bead curtains.

The spacious room is divided into two parts inside and outside by a simple screen.

At the bottom, the screen was blocked very tightly and the specific situation was not clear. In the outside space, there were seven or eight young men and women wearing ancient costumes, who were working hard to play the piano and zither, and pull the strings.

The wonderful vocal music is emitted in their hands, which is extremely beautiful.

“So high-end…”

Qi Xiang was a little surprised. He thought the string music was played by a machine, but he didn't expect it to be played live. From this we can also know that Zhu Shen had tried his best to entertain the guests and worked hard.

While Qi Xiang was watching the situation in the room, Zhu Shen came out in the corridor and whispered: "Why are you here? I am busy greeting guests now and have no time to accompany you. You go out to play by yourself. When Tian Shi comes, call me..."

Qi Xiang was speechless. Zhu Shen's words were no longer like burning the bridge across the river, but rather killing the donkey.

"You are so cute in the golden house that you won't be seen?" Qi Xiang smiled, feeling that this is probably the truth.

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhu Shen glared and said, "Go and go, don't block the way at the door..."

"Are you angry and embarrassed? It seems that I guessed right." Qi Xiang shrugged her shoulders and stepped aside with great tactfulness.

The two of them whispered and tried to lower their voices, but they still made some noises, which made the people in the screen notice, and then an old voice came from it: "Xiao Zhu, are you back?"

"Huh?" Qi Xiang was stunned. She didn't expect that the person in the screen was not a girl, but an old man.

After a while, the old man walked out of the screen, which surprised Qi Xiang even more. The old man's eyebrows and beards were white, he was wearing a loose robe, and his clothes were fluttering, full of the meaning of the Taoist bone fairy style.

It seems that Zhu Shen is not really hiding a cute girl in the golden house, but in this way, the problem arises. What is the origin of the old man? He actually made Zhu Shen, a arrogant and rich second generation, so please so carefully?

"Xiao Zhu, I said, just stir-fry a few dishes, drink some wine, just put it in one go, don't do so many tricks." The old man was like a idle cloud and wild crane, walking slowly without a trace of fireworks.

He walked out and saw Qi Xiang, so he naturally took a look: "By the way, who is this little friend?"

"...Friends, my friend." Zhu Shen quickly explained: "I happened to meet him on the lake, so let him come up... Cough, be with him. Yes, be with him, drink with you to relieve your boredom."

"That's great!" The old man smiled leisurely: "You bought the fish you mentioned, right?"

"I bought it, I bought it." Zhu Shen said anxiously: "I also specially invited a chef to cook. He will arrive soon. You always wait patiently for a moment..."

"Why?" the old man shook his head: "It's fine if you have wine and meat, why bother with it?"

Zhu Shen grinned and said, "Old Qin, you are an elder, how can you deal with it casually? If my dad knows that I neglect you, he will definitely kill me."

"It's better to be casual." The old man's yellow eyes flashed with wisdom: "You are so grand, but I'm worried that this is a Hongmen Banquet."

Zhu Shen's smile froze and said awkwardly: "Old Qin, you... are so serious."

"Not at all."

The old man looked wise and smiled and said, "Xiao Zhu, there is an old saying that you are good. If you don't have anything to do, you will be either a traitor or a thief. My relationship with your father is good. The problem is that you don't seem to have much relationship with you."

"I have some news about your usual temperament. And before that, we didn't seem to have talked a few times. Now you suddenly say you want to treat me to a banquet, and you are so polite and polite..."

The old man tsk and sighed, "The so-called courtesy is something that must be requested by others. If you don't explain it in advance, I will not be able to eat this meal."

"...I respect the elderly and love the young, it's normal!" Zhu Shen reluctantly explained.

"Haha." The old man smiled and turned his head and said, "My friend, do you believe it?"

"Uh?" Qi Xiang was stunned, then smiled and said nothing. When it was unnecessary, he didn't want to lie. Besides, he was also curious and wanted to know why Zhu Shen had to host a banquet for the old man for no reason.

"Old Qin... we'll talk about this later."

Zhu Shenqiang smiled and said, "Let's go in first and have a drink. In a while, the chef will come. I heard that his craftsmanship is the best in the world. Then let him make a whole fish banquet for you, so that you can eat happily."

"If you have something in your heart, you can't even eat the dragon meat in the sky." The old man shook his head and said, "You should make it clear first. I am already old, but I can't stand the fright."

"Ahem..."

Zhu Shen looked at Qi Xiang, as if he was hinting at something.

Qi Xiang blinked her eyes, as if she knew nothing, and just stood there motionless.

Zhu Shen pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "That... go outside and take a look. Tian Shi may be coming soon. Go and help me greet him."

"Not that fast." Qi Xiang pretended to be confused: "He is in the city, and it will definitely take some time to come here."

Zhu Shen glared at Qi Xiang fiercely, his sharp gaze could not penetrate Qi Xiang's face. He had no choice but to pay attention to Qi Xiang again, and turned to the old man and smiled and said, "Old Qin, you are right, I do have something to do, please help."

"It's so strange." The old man smiled in surprise and said, "In terms of wealth, even if your father is not the richest man in Wuxi, he can at least rank in the top three. If you want to talk about power, your uncles and brothers are not in important positions."

"To put it bluntly, your dad sneezes, and the whole Wuxi City will probably be shocked."

The old man wondered, "If you have something that cannot be solved, just beg him, why bother me? In other words, it is useless to beg me if you cannot solve the problem that he cannot solve."

"Different, different." Zhu Shen waved his hand quickly and said, "Only you can do this."

"Only I can do it?" The old man was stunned and then thought: "I am an ordinary old man, with no body, and the only useful thing is that I can't get to the table at all."

"Old Qin, you are too modest." Zhu Shen hurriedly said: "No one knows that you are always a master of purple clay teapots. The skill of making pots is unfathomable, and you have reached the pinnacle."

"A new pot you make casually, even if it is priced at 400,000 or 500,000, someone is rushing to buy it."

Zhu Shen flattered: "This market is definitely the first in China and unparalleled in the world."

"I'm not able to take on this." The old man was very frightened and said solemnly: "Xiao Zhu, if you have something to do, you must not praise it randomly. What is the best in the world? If you praise it too high, you will kill people."

"You are always a master, and you will never die if you fall." Zhu Shen said with a smile.

"If you don't fall to death, you will be scolded to death." The old man was helpless and frowned: "Xiao Zhu, what you meant is that you want me to make a purple clay teapot?"

"Yes, yes, that's it." Zhu Shen nodded repeatedly.

"This is easy to deal with." The old man smiled and said, "In the past two years, I have made many pots for your father. He has at least twenty or thirty pots I made on hand, including all kinds of styles. Just ask him for one."

"I don't want those ordinary pots, but special ones." Zhu Shen said solemnly.

"Special pot?" the old man thought for a while and asked, "Do you want to customize one?"

"Yes..." Zhu Shen nodded again.

"It's OK, if you have any requests, just ask."

The old man didn't care, so he made a lot of handmade pots. After all, some powerful and wealthy people are used to customizing something to show their uniqueness in order to show their uniqueness.

This is taste and style.

The old man is no longer surprised and used to it. He thought that Zhu Shen was the same. For young people, who don’t want to be independent and have any personality to pay attention to.

However, unexpectedly, when Zhu Shen nodded ecstatically, the request he said surprised him.

"Old Qin, this is what you said..." Zhu Shen smiled and said quickly: "I want that kind of tea mud pot!"

"What kind of tea mud pot?" The old man was stunned and didn't understand much.

"In legend, high-quality tea leaves are mixed with purple clay. After a long period of fermentation, the tea and clay are completely mixed together." Zhu Shen explained: "When using such tea clay, you don't need to make tea after the pot is made, you just need to rinse it with hot boiled water and you can immediately smell the tea aroma..."

"What?"

When Mr. Qin heard this, he was so amazed and laughed: "Xiao Zhu, you are joking. How could there be such a pot in this world? I have heard people say it, it seems to be a story."

"To put it bluntly, it's just that some people are irresponsible and randomly making up absurd jokes, and they can't believe it."

Mr. Qin shook his head and said, "Xiao Zhu, I can tell you clearly that I have been in the industry for more than 60 years and have never seen any tea mud pots, and I don't know how to make such tea mud pots."

"Impossible..." Zhu Shen was anxious: "Someone told me that there is really such a tea pot in the world, and there is physical evidence... that person would not lie to me."

"Where is the physical evidence?" The old man stretched out his hand: "Give me a look."

"Uh..." Zhu Shen stammered: "Not in my hands..."

With a puff, the old man laughed and ignored Zhu Shen. Instead, he took Qi Xiang's hand and greeted: "My friend, come on, come and have a drink with me. Shaoxing's rice wine is good, has a good taste, is healthy, and can nourish yin and yang, which is a good thing."

Qi Xiang smiled gently and followed the old man into the room obediently.

Zhu Shen was stunned for a moment, hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Old Qin, I didn't lie, I'm telling the truth. The tea mud pot really exists, you must know how to do it, right?"
Chapter completed!