Chapter 342 Grand Dinner 9

Long Jinhuan was taken to his study by the old man. The antique study suddenly entered and thought he had returned to ancient times. But for Long Jinhuan, a "unlearned" guy, he is not in the mood to pay attention to the precious ancient books on the sandalwood bookshelf and the famous paintings on the wall. He only cares about how much this study is worth.

"Tut-tut, this study, from the brush and inkstone platform to the bookshelf screen, all of them are antiques and treasures. Old man, you are really extravagant. Seeing this, I'm relieved. If I go bankrupt one day, our antiques alone will be enough for me to squander. The dragon sighed happily.

"If you dare to touch the old man and my things, I will break your leg. These books are all lonely books. These calligraphy and paintings are peerless authentic works, but they are all my heart. Long Minghai reminded.

The old man is also stingy with his grandson. You don't know that there are a lot of good things in your grandson's ring. Long'er, Qing'er and Mei'er collect a lot of treasures. Don't take out one, which is better than yours. I was going to send you a few pieces, but since you are so stingy, I won't send them. Long Jinhuan thought happily in his heart.

"Then you have to put it away. I will really have children in the future. In case they are naughty, they really dare to wipe their buttocks with your lonely names." Long Jinxin sincerely scared the old man. However, what Long Jinhuan said is really likely to happen. Children are ignorant and can't do anything.

"When you said that, it really reminded me. I'll put these things away some other day, but I don't feel sorry for them being spoiled by my great-grandson, but the little farts of my great-grandchildren. Their tender little farts will definitely be hurt if they are wiped with these things. Long Minghai said sadly. Just looking at his expression, he didn't know whether he felt sorry for these ancient books or his grandson.

After Long Minghai finished speaking, he walked to a blue and white porcelain bottle next to the bookshelf, which was an old way to open a secret room, which was too secretive.

"Sir, when did you build this secret room? Such a simple hidden technique is bad on TV. You are telling others that there is a secret room behind my bookshelf. Long Jin laughed happily.

"The secret room is not a place for Tibetans, but it is just used to talk to prevent the wall from having ears. This Royal Dragon Villa has a history of hundreds of years. Where did you go to get high technology at that time? Long Minghai said, and the bookshelf slowly opened, revealing a secret door.

There is an authentic corridor behind the dark door. Fortunately, it is not a torch inside, and an electric light is installed. After walking about 100 meters along the corridor, there was another secret door.

Pushing the door and entering, the layout inside was the same as the previous study. A body was a little rickety, and his hair was a little white. The old man in a orthodox Zhongshan costume was turning his back to Long Chenghuan. He took out an ancient book from the bookshelf and read it carefully.

"Minghai, every time I come to you, I can't help but want to see your babies, which can't be seen anywhere else. Every time I want to ask you for a few books, you stingy old man, you won't let go. Don't just stand and sit down." The old man did not turn around and pointed to the chair behind him and said.

"Ha ha, Lao Zhou, don't hurt me. It doesn't matter if I send you a few copies, then there will be a suspicion of bribery. I can't afford this charge." Long Minghai said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid of accepting bribes. What are you afraid of? Lao Guo, have tea!" As soon as the old man finished speaking, an old man in black came from the shadow of the room and brought two cups of strong tea for Long Minghai.

"Lao Zhou, you are really rude. You even searched out my treasured big red robe for me." Long Minghai asked about the strong fragrance of tea and said.

"It's just that every year. I've already drunk it. You have to keep it. You can't blame me. You take a break. I'll talk to you after reading this. The old man still said without looking back.

Although Long Jinhuan knows the preciousness of Dahongpao, he will not be patient to taste it carefully. Instead, he drinks all the peonies. He smashes his mouth and whispers to Long Minghai, "This old man really regards this place as his home. And the bearded old man who served tea, I didn't even notice him before. I explored that his strength has also reached the lower level of Wu Sheng, but the hidden kung fu is really superb. It seems that the country still has a lot of its own secrets.

Long Minghai first looked sadly at the empty teacup beside him, and then whispered, "This man is usually busy all day long, that is, he can steal some leisure when he comes to me. As for this person, the strength used to protect the president will naturally not be weak. There are still many of these people, and their identities are more secretive than our eight families, so don't underestimate the country.

"I've finished reading it. The wisdom of the sages, even today, still benefits me and future generations a lot. It's a pity that my time is limited, otherwise I really want to finish reading these classics. The old man closed the ancient book and said with emotion.

"Why is this so difficult? You have been working hard for nearly ten years, and it's almost time to take off the burden. When you are unofficial, the door here is still open to you. You can see it whenever you want. Long Minghai said sincerely.

"So I won't be polite." The old man stroked the ancient book on the bookshelf and then slowly turned around.

Only then did Long Jinhuan see the old man's appearance. At first glance, it was no different from the TV news, but if you look carefully, you will find that the old man is obviously much more haggard than on TV. It seems that operating a country seems to be full of scenery, but the hardships are also difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"This talented young man is your grandson Minghai?" The old man looked at the dragon with great interest and asked.

"Happy, why don't you call Grandpa Zhou?" Long Minghai urged.

"The younger generation is full of joy, and I have met Grandpa Zhou." Long Jin got up happily and said politely.

"Yewell, it's good. He is magnificent and looks like your father. I hugged you back then, but I heard that you were taken away by the evil people, and I also felt sorry for the old man. It's really gratifying that you can return safely now. Minghai, I really want to congratulate you!" It can be seen that the old man is really happy for the Long family.

"Ha ha, happy together, happy together. Lao Zhou, you can be honored today, and I also want to say thank you. Long Minghai said gratefully.

"I'm ashamed that I can't catch the wind for my child openly, and I have to sneak around. If you don't blame me, I'll burn high incense." The old man said shamefully.

"Grandpa Zhou doesn't have to blame himself. We all understand your difficulties. Xiaolong is very grateful for you to come. Long Jinhuan also said politely.

"As long as Xiaolong doesn't blame, I will feel a little better. But to be honest, I have been looking forward to Xiaolong's name for a long time. You fight alone with two masters and destroy the general altar of the Demon Gate. These two things can now be said to be known to everyone in the whole martial arts. You are a well-deserved hero!" The old man praised.

"What hero? Young people are impetuous and brave, but it's very dangerous. Long Minghai said a lesson on his mouth, but his face was full of laughter, and there was no point of reproach. It's too late for him to be proud.

Long Jinhuan saw that the old man's words were insincere, and he was extremely despised in his heart. It was too fake to pretend like this.

"I don't think so. How much courage does it take for ordinary young people to fight alone? I'm afraid they have been scared to run away for a long time. However, I hope to be more gentle in the future. After all, the influence in the downtown area is still very bad. As for the destruction of the general altar of the Devil's Gate, it is a chivalrous act that benefits the country and the people. If possible, I really want to give a medal to Jinhuan. The old man praised again.

"Don't praise him, or this boy will easily be complacent." Long Minghai poured cold water again.

The old man smiled disapprovingly, and then said, "Don't be stingy with the praise you deserve. I heard that Lao Zhao, the old boy, has fallen in for Xiaolong and is ready to take him into the army. This old Zhao started really fast. I still wanted to cultivate Xiaolong, but he took the lead. But if it's really robbed, I can't rob him. He promised his precious granddaughter to Xiaolong. I don't have such a 'treasure' bribe' Xiaolong.

"This bastard is just too profanate. I have taught him many times, but he just doesn't listen." Long Minghai said "nonsense" again.

"Young people, as long as they are happy, we still have to support each other. Although it is incompatible with the national law, the law is nothing more than human kindness, not to mention love. I don't object to it. The old man really likes the dragon to be happy, and everything is happy to the dragon.

"In this way, Xiaolong would like to thank Grandpa Zhou again for his support." Long Jinhuan got up quickly and bent down gratefully.

"But support belongs to support. Don't bully other girls, or I will send you to prison for bigamy." The old man deliberately threatened him.

(Today, the book has exceeded a million words. It was a happy day, but Nima Xiaocai was so sad that he couldn't sleep. Up to now, he hasn't slept for more than 30 hours, and he has a splitting headache! Finish the two chapters with strong spirit. I wanted to ask for a day off, but unfortunately today is the second day. For the sake of insurance, I didn't dare to ask for leave.)