Starting From Receiving 7 Billion Red Envelopes Chapter 281: The name of the tea, Spirit Tea!

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At the same time, Qin Weiming also picked up the cup and poured the tea directly into his mouth.

Suddenly, his tiger eyes rounded and he shouted, "Good tea!"

Then, he picked up the teapot on his own, poured another full cup, and put it to his mouth.

Besides Zhang Jiandao: "Old Qin, my cup is also empty."

Qin Weiming glanced at him and said, "You have no hands?"

Although I say so.

However, he helped pour a glass.

Afterwards, he said to Hong Hanlin and the others who were sitting next to him, "Don't sit still, grab your own cup and drink!"

"Why... do you want me to deliver it too?"

When everyone heard the news, they quickly said: "We will come by ourselves..."

In fact, when everyone saw Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian's admiration, they were already very interested in Lingcha.

It's just that Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian didn't dare to act because of their identities.

At this time, when they heard Qin Weiming say this, everyone no longer hesitated and poured their teacups into their mouths.

The tea poured into my throat, and a refreshing feeling that I had never had before immediately came to my mind.

It feels... as if their body, throat, and even their stomachs... were full of silt.

Now, it has suddenly been washed by a clear spring.

This is a sense of transparency and ease that has never been seen before.

Everyone had a look of intoxication that could not be concealed on their faces.

At this time, Zhang Jian, who was in a wheelchair, said: "I have drunk a lot of tea, but even the tea leaves from the three mother trees are far less than this tea... Little Brother Lin, What kind of tea is this?"

Everyone around them pricked up their ears, obviously, very concerned about it.

If you can drink this tea regularly, it will definitely be a treat.

If you give it to others, it is definitely the best gift!

Lin Fan replied, "This is the tea I grew by myself using a special method, and the quantity is very small."

"Because after drinking it, it can refresh the mind, detoxify the face, prolong life... It's very magical. It's like the spiritual liquid in Xianxia novels, so I call it Lingcha."

After all, Lin Fan couldn't say that he got it from a red envelope.

Of course, even if he did say it, everyone would just think he was joking.

When everyone heard that Lin Fan used a special method to grow tea, and the quantity was very small, they all showed a hint of helplessness.

Don't say it's a gift, even if you drink it yourself, you may not have it.

Zhang Jiandao: "This tea has such a miraculous effect... Spirit tea? Good name!"

Although he said so, he didn't care too much about beauty and longevity.

The point is, this tea is really good.

After a pause, Zhang Jian said again: "My body is not as good as a year, maybe if I close my eyes tomorrow, I can't open it again. With these two bags of tea, I will I think I should be able to hold on for a few more years."

"Little Brother Lin, thank you for the tea!"

Sitting next to him, Qin Weiming, who was still drinking tea, quit immediately and called out, "What do you mean by thanking little brother Lin for the tea?"

"He gave it to me!"

Lin Fan looked at the two old people, like a child fighting for a favorite toy, and couldn't help laughing: "Although there are very few tea leaves, it's okay to give some to Old Qin next time."

When Zhang Jian heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Haha! Look..."

However, before he finished speaking, the whole person could not help coughing violently.

"Cough cough!"

Even, there is a vague appearance of being out of breath.

The middle-aged man standing behind him with the badge of wheat ears on his shoulders changed his face, and hurriedly shouted: "Hygienist!"

Two doctors in white coats trotted over to help.

At this time, Zhang Jian's cough suddenly slowed down and disappeared.

He waved his hand and said, "No, I'm fine."

A short and thin doctor said: "Old leader, for your health, let's check your body first."

Zhang Jiandao: "It's just a few coughs, what's the fuss about!"

"Yes!"

The two doctors did not dare to speak at all.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was not as relaxed as before, it became extremely solemn.

Everyone is worried about Zhang Jian's body.

At this time, Lin Fan said with a smile: "Indeed, Mr. Zhang is just coughing, there is no need to make a fuss... Drink some water and you can solve it."

While speaking, Lin Fan spent 10 million yuan to purchase medical potions from the system and handed them to Zhang Jian.

The middle-aged man with the wheat ear badge on his shoulder frowned slightly and took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhang Jian said easily: "That's right! Just drink some water!"

When he finished speaking, he raised his hand to take the medical water, and was about to pour it into his mouth.

The middle-aged man hurriedly discouraged: "Old leader, no!"

Then, in a very stern tone, he said to Lin Fan, "What kind of water are you?"

Lin Fan also understands that this is the responsibility of a middle-aged man.

Perseverance is the most basic requirement of a soldier, not to mention that he is the king of the army!

So, Lin Fan wasn't angry at all. He opened his mouth and prepared to explain a little.

However, Zhang Jian shouted: "What are you talking about?! Isn't it just a small bottle of water?"

The words fell, and he poured it directly into his mouth.

"Gollum!"

"Old leader!" The middle-aged man shouted with wide eyes.

Zhang Jian didn't seem to hear it, so he curled his lips and said, "It doesn't seem to have any taste. It's not as good as the spirit tea just now."

Then, he shouted again: "Okay, I drank the tea, and the water... Let's play two games of chess now!"

Lin Fan nodded secretly and said, "Okay."

Qin Weiming shouted: "Lin Fan, don't keep your hands, you must kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves.

It looks like... it's almost like I'm going to fight someone.

"You are a junior, you go first." Zhang Jiandao.

"Then I'll be more respectful than obedient." Lin Fan said.

"Shoot!"

"Pegasus!"

The two moved the pieces quickly, so that the pieces and the chess face collided and made a crisp sound, like a fast music.

I have to say ~IndoMTL.com~ Zhang Jian's chess skills are really good.

At least... Lin Fan is the strongest of all the players so far.

However, what Zhang Jian met... was Lin Fan who had professional chess skills and was absolutely focused.

As the game progressed, Zhang Jian's reaction became a little bit slower, and the speed of his moves gradually slowed down.

But Lin Fan is getting faster and faster.

"Da!"

At this time, Lin Fan moved the chess piece again and said, "General, dead chess!"

Zhang Jian was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect this move at all.

Qin Weiming, who was sitting next to him, laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Good! Lin Fan, you played well! You didn't let me down! It's not in vain for me to let you come here!"

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