The richest man in the world: starting from receiving 70 billion red envelopes

Chapter 281 Tea Name, Spirit Tea!
At the same time, Qin Weiming also picked up the cup and poured the tea directly into his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he shouted: "Good tea!"

Then, he picked up the teapot by himself, poured another full cup, and brought it to his mouth.

Zhang Jian beside him said: "Old Qin, my cup is also empty."

Qin Weiming glanced and said, "You don't have hands?"

Although said so.

However, he still helped pour a glass.

Then, he said to Hong Hanlin and others sitting next to him: "Don't just sit there and drink from your own cups!"

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

After everyone heard what they said, they hurriedly said, "We will do it ourselves..."

In fact, when everyone saw Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian couldn't stop admiring, they were already very interested in spirit tea.

It's just that due to their identities, Qin Weiming and Zhang Jian didn't dare to move.

At this time, hearing what Qin Weiming said, everyone no longer hesitated, and they picked up their teacups and poured them into their mouths.

As soon as the tea entered his throat, a refreshing feeling that he had never felt before came to his heart immediately.

This feeling... as if their body surface, throat, and even stomach... were all mud.

Now, it is suddenly washed by a clear spring.

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

Everyone's faces showed a look of intoxication that was difficult to conceal.

At this time, Zhang Jian, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said: "I have drank a lot of tea, but even the tea from the three mother trees is far inferior to this tea... Brother Lin, what is this? What tea?"

Everyone around raised their ears, obviously, they were also very concerned about this.

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

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

Lin Fan replied: "This is the tea that I grow myself with a special method, and the quantity is very small."

"Because after drinking it, it can refresh people's mind, detoxify and nourish the skin, and prolong life... It's very magical. Some of it is like the spiritual liquid in Xianxia novels, so I call it spiritual tea."

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

Of course, even if he really said it, everyone would only think he was joking.

When everyone heard that the tea was grown by Lin Fan using a special method, and the quantity was very small, they all showed a touch of helplessness.

Not to mention it is a gift, even if you drink it yourself, you may not have it.

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

Although he said this, he didn't pay much attention to whether it was to beautify the skin and prolong life.

The point is, this tea is really delicious.

After a pause, Zhang Jian said again: "My body is not as good as it is every year. Maybe I will not be able to open my eyes again tomorrow. With these two bags of tea leaves, I think I should Can last a few more years.”

"Brother Lin, thank you for the tea!"

Sitting next to him, Qin Yuming, who was still drinking tea, quit immediately, and shouted: "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 children scrambling for their favorite toys, and couldn't help laughing: "Although there are very few tea leaves, it's okay to give some to Mr. Qin next time."

Hearing this, Zhang Jian couldn't help but exulted and said, "Haha! Look..."

However, before he finished speaking, he couldn't help coughing violently.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He even looked vaguely out of breath.

The face of the middle-aged man who was standing behind him with a wheat ear badge on his shoulder changed drastically, and he hurriedly called out, "Hygienist!"

Two doctors in white coats ran over quickly, stepping forward to help with treatment.

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, you should check your body first."

Zhang Jiandao: "It's just coughing a few times, what's all 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, and became extremely dignified.

Everyone was worried about Zhang Jian's health.

At this moment, Lin Fan smiled and said, "Indeed, Mr. Zhang just coughed, there's no need to make a fuss... just drink some water and it will be resolved."

While speaking, Lin Fan spent 1000 million yuan to buy medical potions from the system and handed them to Zhang Jian.

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

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

After the words fell, he raised his hand to take the medical water, and was about to pour it into his mouth.

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

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

Lin Fan also understood that this was the responsibility of a middle-aged man.

Fulfilling one's duties is the most basic requirement for a soldier, not to mention that he is also the king of the army!

Therefore, Lin Fan was not angry, and opened his mouth to explain a little bit.

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

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured it directly into his mouth.

"Gollum!"

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

But Zhang Jian didn't seem to hear it, 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, drink the tea and water... Let's play two games of chess now!"

Lin Fan nodded secretly and said, "Okay."

Qin Yuming shouted: "Lin Fan, don't hold back, you must kill him to the core!"

While speaking, he rolled up his sleeves.

That look... almost as if he was about to fight with someone.

"You are a junior, you go first." Zhang Jian said.

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient." Lin Fan said.

"Fire out!"

"Pegasus!"

The two moved the chess pieces quickly, making a crisp sound when the chess pieces collided with the board, like a rushing piece of music.

I have to say that Zhang Jian's chess skills are really good.

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

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

As the chess game progressed, Zhang Jian's reaction became a little unable to keep up, and the speed of his moves gradually slowed down.

But Lin Fan is getting faster and faster, faster and faster.

"clatter!"

At this time, Lin Fan moved the chess piece again, saying: "General, dead chess!"

Zhang Jian was slightly taken aback, apparently, he hadn't thought of this move at all.

Qin Weiming, who was sitting next to him, laughed loudly and said, "Hahaha! Good! Lin Fan, well played! Sure enough, I was not disappointed! It's worth it that I specially asked you to come here!"

PS: Welcome to my finished book "Super Red Envelope Gods".

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