Chapter 34 Mr. Dou, Mr. Liang Sanzi

Chapter 34 Mr. Dou, Mr. Liang Sanzi [Meet · Past]

"Faun, the county magistrate Liang's family has sent something again." The old housekeeper with white hair handed forward a big red gift post in his hand.

The young man in the white shirt didn't even look at it. He just waved his hand and whispered, "Go back. I can't get their things."

The old housekeeper hesitated for a moment and stood there with a frown.

The young man looked back at him and asked, "Is there anything else?"

The old housekeeper sighed and took out another post from his arms and handed it over.

The young man took over this post and found that it was a worship post.

Three refreshing regular characters are written at the inscription, Liang Muhan.

"This is..." The young man seems to have never heard of the name.

The old housekeeper replied respectfully, "This is the third son of Liang Qiurong, the county magistrate. He is now waiting outside the house."

The young man was stunned. The old housekeeper then explained, "The third son of Liang just arrived with the people who sent things, but when I invited him in, he said that if you received this gift list, he would not come in. But if you don't accept the gift list, he must meet you... Prince, what do you think this should do?

The young man frowned slightly. It was not long before he arrived in this Yan County, but he didn't expect his reputation to spread. He was so disturbed that he didn't want to be involved with these people at all, but at the same time, he didn't want to offend the local dignitaries as soon as he arrived.

"Please invite him in." The young man sighed, and now he understood what kind of mood the master was in at the beginning.

Reputation, the most useless thing, not to mention that your reputation is not because of how powerful you are, but because you have such a master...

The young man smiled bitterly, sat on the edge of the low table, and made tea with his own hands.

Before long, the old housekeeper came in with another young man.

The young man waved his hand to him before the old housekeeper could speak and motioned him to retreat.

Although the old housekeeper was a little reluctant, he had no choice but to withdraw quietly.

"Mr. Dou." The young man who came in later called softly and bowed his hand to the young man sitting there making tea.

"Three sons of Liang." The young man sitting there looked up at him and saw that the other party was salute, and he also wanted to get up and return the salute.

"Mr. Dou, you're welcome." Mr. Liang quickly walked behind Mr. Dou and gently pressed his shoulder.

Mr. Dou was a little disgusted with Mr. Liang's behavior, but he still obediently sat back to his original position and also asked Mr. Liang to sit down.

Mr. Liang Sanzi did not sit opposite, but pulled the futon and sat next to Mr. Dou.

"Good tea." Mr. Liang looked at the small stove on the table and said.

Mr. Dou raised the corners of his mouth and smiled and said, "Mr. Liang San is joking. Is this tea, water or water? How do you know whether this is good tea or not?"

Mr. Dou has heard too many flattering words recently. In the face of him, he is really not in the mood to make up the situation.

It's okay to be embarrassed, lest he flatter more nonsense in a moment.

Mr. Dou made up his mind to drive this person away as soon as possible and laughed and stopped talking.

I didn't expect that Mr. Liang not only did not show embarrassment, but also laughed.

"I have long heard that Mr. Dou is a knowledgeable and reasonable sage, but I didn't expect you to be a cheerful person. Hahaha..." Mr. Liang smiled and whispered in Mr. Dou's ear, "You are so honest. It's better to pretend again.

Mr. Dou was shocked when he heard the words. He turned his face and stared at Mr. Liang San and asked coldly, "Why did Mr. Liang say this?"

Mr. Liang raised a cold smile at the corners of his mouth. The smile was like a cold wind in winter. Mr. Dou couldn't help shivering when he saw it.

"Today, my father asked me to send you something. Why don't you accept it?" Mr. Liang asked as if nothing had happened.

Mr. Dou suddenly became a little nervous. He didn't know what was going on with this guy in front of him. He hadn't noticed it just now, but now he found that he couldn't see what Mr. Liang was thinking, let alone what his purpose he came today.

At this time, Mr. Liang looked at Mr. Dou with his head tilted, and his face was full of doubts, "Huh?"

Mr. Dou hesitated for a moment and replied, "I'm just a scholar. There seems to be nothing to accept such a heavy gift from the county magistrate..."

"Is it?" Mr. Liang suddenly nodded, and then pointed to the teapot on the table and said, "making tea."

Mr. Dou looked back and found that the water in the pot had boiled.

He reached out and picked up the small pot, poured tea, poured it into the cup, and pushed it in front of Mr. Liang San.

Mr. Liang carefully picked up the small teacup, pecked it gently, and said with a smile, "It's really good tea. I don't know how many people in the world can drink the tea made by Mr. Dou himself. He turned his head and asked Mr. Dou, "Do you often make tea for people?"

Mr. Dou shook his head inexplicably and said, "Today, Mr. Liang San is in a coincidence..."

"So it is." Mr. Liang put down the teacup in his hand, clapped his hands and smiled, "Good luck, good luck. But..." He suddenly changed his tone and said in a low voice, "As the saying goes, I can't afford to make tea for me by Mr. Dou himself. This cup of tea is not worth it if it exhausts the good luck of my life. Why don't I make something in exchange for the luck of this cup of tea. How about Mr. Dou?

After saying this, Mr. Liang San took out a big red gift list from the sleeve and gently put it on the table.

Only then did Mr. Dou understand what Mr. Liang was going to do. He also knew that he had fallen into the trap of the other party, so he could not accept this gift.

"Mr. Liang..." Mr. Dou looked at the gift list in embarrassment and did not reach out.

Mr. Liang took a sip of the tea in the toast, then stood up and smiled, pointed to the gift list and said to Mr. Dou, "If Mr. Dou feels that this gift is not enough for you for a cup of tea, I will make up for it another day."

"No..." Mr. Dou hurriedly waved his hand, "Mr. Liang, you don't have to do this..."

"So..." Mr. Liang bowed his hand to Mr. Dou and said, "I'll leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Mr. Dou sat there in a daze and didn't know what to do.

Mr. Liang went to the door, turned around and added, "Mr. Dou, I'll ask you for tea another day."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

There was only Mr. Dou in the room. He looked at the big red gift list on the table and sighed after a long time.

Master is right. There are really people outside and heaven in this world. Strange people and strange things are not true...