Son of Heaven

However, looking at the two guards who were quietly dozing off at the bottom of the steps, and the third uncle who was already sitting on the wicker chair by the door and started to sleep in the distance, Liang Chen knew that he was worrying for nothing. Well, these two probably took this kind of scolding for fun, even the subordinates have already turned a blind eye to it.

When the quarrel got heated, Uncle Yu could be heard sneering, "Yang, don't you always boast that your tea art is unparalleled in the world? Don't you always think that your tea ceremony is unrivaled? Tell you, this kid beside me, It’s just a distant nephew of mine, he’s just graduated from college, he just learned the tea ceremony from me for two days, and now he’s a hundred times better than you, you’re not even worthy to carry his shoes in front of him.”

Upon hearing this, Liang Chen's heart sank, and he secretly called out "no".

I just wanted to get rid of the babysitter and go somewhere for a while to avoid the limelight, but it was already too late, I saw Yang Zhongyong suddenly turned around, almost staring at him with a vicious look. Looking at Liang Chen, "He? A young child who can understand farts? When I was tasting tea, his parents were still playing with piss."

Although excited, what he said was indeed a little too much for relying on the old and selling the old. Liang Chen, who was about to withdraw his trust, immediately became dark, staring at Yang Zhongyong, coldly, without saying a word. [

"Yo ho, you little bastard, you are really big or small, dare to look at me like that? Yu Zhanyuan, this is the child you taught? Isn't it too angry?"

Yang Zhongyong was furious at the time, and he said to Yu Zhanyuan, and turned his eyes to stare at Liang Chen with the same viciousness. At the same time, the two guards under the steps also raised their heads abruptly, with cold electricity in their eyes, and four gazes Qi Qi focused on Liang Chen's face, and there was a cold and undisguised murderous look in his eyes—a kind of murderous look that only belongs to fearless iron-blooded soldiers who have really seen blood.

But Yu Zhanyuan next to him showed a strange smile on his face. After he successfully blamed Jiang Dong, he actually watched the good show of the snipe and the clam fighting.

However, facing Yang Zhongyong's overbearing and the murderous intent of his guards, Liang Chen didn't take it seriously at all, just stared at Yang Zhongyong, and suddenly said, "Old General Yang, you must have type AB blood, right? "

"Little bastard, if you don't dare to apologize to me, today I will... um? How do you know?" Yang Zhongyong was still cursing endlessly, but suddenly he was taken aback, with a deep look in his eyes With a puzzled look, he didn't know if this kid was just guessing, or if he had checked his old background, how could he even know such a secret thing as his blood type? !

"Hehe, you can have a panoramic view of people with tea. It's not a big deal to judge people's blood type by drinking tea." Liang Chen smiled faintly, sat there, picked up the white porcelain teacup, and took a sip Taking a sip of tea soup, he seemed to speak casually.

"Fart! You can tell the blood type just by drinking tea without taking a blood test? Who are you fooling?" Yang Zhongyong was furious.However, seeing Liang Chen's calm and composed look, he felt a little guilty in his heart.

"I don't dare to fool you, but judging people's blood types with tea, there is a reason to judge people's blood types." Liang Chen snorted softly, looked up at Zhujiao and said.

"Yo ho, boy, you are quite arrogant, you look like a high-ranking person, okay, let me listen to you, if it makes sense, there will be a reward!" Seeing Liang Chen's appearance, Yang Zhongyong didn't get angry With a smile, a touch of appreciation flashed across his eyes, and he nodded and said.On the contrary, he felt that this boy with the same smelly and stubborn temper as himself was a bit like when he was young.