How did I imitate the big villain

Chapter 25: Being polite can’t be eaten

He Changsheng came out of the back mountain and rode a white horse leisurely through the bluestone path in the village. After walking leisurely for half an hour, he finally arrived at the village chief's residence.

This is the highest place in the entire Xiaohe Village. Looking around, you can have an unobstructed view of the entire Xiaohe Village.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, He Changsheng smelled the fragrance of clear tea, which made him feel refreshed. The acupuncture points all over his body were faintly stirring, as if the rain was coming from a long drought, and all the spiritual energy traveling up and down the meridians in his body was flowing.

Then it became a lot more active.

He Changsheng's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the tea table in the courtyard. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. The permeating fragrance seduced his greedy mind and made him salivate involuntarily.

This tea is absolutely extraordinary. Even the faint fragrance it exudes can make him feel that it is of great benefit. If he can take a sip, why not ascend to heaven?

"The village chief, this bad old man, knows how to enjoy himself. Even drinking tea is so luxurious. It seems that his previous thinking is indeed correct. The village chief is a fat sheep." He Changsheng's eyes shone and he couldn't help but move forward.

Take a few steps closer.

If you ask him what the most painful thing in life is, it is seeing but not being able to eat.

It was really a kind of torture. He Changsheng looked away with difficulty, out of sight and out of mind!

[A middle-grade spiritual weapon has been detected. Do you want to convert the spiritual power? 】

[If a low-grade spiritual weapon is detected, do you want to convert your spiritual power?]

[If a low-grade spiritual weapon is detected, do you want to convert your spiritual power?]

He Changsheng was dumbfounded when he heard a series of beeps from the system, which gave him the illusion that the system was malfunctioning.

After a while, he finally came to his senses. In other words, the tea table, teacups, and the worn and yellowed futon on the ground in front of him were all spiritual weapons!

"There are also the notification sounds for the next few high-grade magical instruments. Why don't you see where they are?" He Changsheng was slightly startled, and soon noticed that there were several pieces of bluestone under the tea table to cushion the table legs. The lines on them looked quite interesting.

To be extraordinary.

grass!

Use the high-grade magic weapon to pad the table legs!?

Simply inhumane!

He Changsheng's current thoughts are all about conquering local tyrants and allocating land to them. Instead of letting these treasures gather dust in the hands of the village chief, it is better to give them to him and make the best use of them.

And this is just on the surface, who knows how many good things the village chief hides behind his back, which is comparable to that of a rich man!

How evil!

"Chang Sheng, why do you have time to come to my place?"

Chen Li, dressed in green clothes, slowly walked out of the room and waved to him.

"Village Chief, I have been a little confused recently. I thought that you, the Chief, are the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable in this Xiaohe Village, so I came to ask for advice." He Changsheng laughed sarcastically and said seriously.

Chen Li smiled and stroked his beard. These words were very helpful to him.

"If you have anything to do, just ask me. I'm a country man, and I can't say he's very knowledgeable. In other words, if I'm older, I've seen more." Chen Li didn't think much about it. After all, the other party said

He is telling the truth, just ask him if you don't understand something.

He Changsheng had a smile on his face, but he couldn't help but curse Versailles secretly in his heart.

"Village Chief, it's a long story to talk about. Why don't we sit down and talk about it slowly?"

After he finished speaking, regardless of whether Chen Li agreed or not, he directly pointed his butt at the futon and sat on it.

It is indeed a low-grade spiritual weapon. When you sit on it, you feel like your whole body has been sublimated!

Chen Li: "."

What a good boy he was back then. After staying with Blacksmith Song for a long time, look what has become of him.

Gradually became Song Dynasty

"Village Chief, your tea is not bad, it's boring for us to sit here, why not make a pot of tea and drink it?" He Changsheng smiled even more.

As he spoke, he quickly grabbed the porcelain jar containing tea leaves next to him. As the lid was lifted, a rich fragrance suddenly hit his face, which was simply refreshing.

"Stop!!! You kid, stop it!" Chen Li's expression changed drastically and he quickly tried to stop him.

But how could He Changsheng give him this opportunity? He had planned this for a long time and had already rehearsed a set of actions in his mind several times.

It wasn't until he grabbed a large handful, stuffed it into the pot without hesitation, and finally poured hot water that he smiled with satisfaction.

"Today I am borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha. I have recently learned a new skill in making tea. Village chief, please help me taste it!" He Changsheng said in a harmless way.

Chen Li's current expression was simply heartbroken. Seeing the spiritual tea being wasted by He Changsheng, he now even considered eating it.

Chen Li took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and gritted his teeth and said, "Promise me you won't learn it again in the future!"

"Village Chief, you don't understand this. The art of tea is broad and profound, and the complicated ones are not necessarily the best. High-end tea art often only requires the simplest soaking method." He Changsheng smiled awkwardly and explained forcefully.

Regardless of whether the village chief believed it or not, he believed it anyway.

"You kid, if you have something to say, please tell me. Don't smear Cha Dao anymore." Chen Li's face darkened. He just wanted to make the other party disappear from his eyes as soon as possible, otherwise he was really afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and would hang him up and teach him a lesson.

A meal.

He suspected that the other party did it on purpose, but he had no evidence, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"No hurry, no rush, I happen to be thirsty now, let me have a sip of tea first." He Changsheng said and poured himself a full cup, drank it all in one gulp, and then continued to refill the pot.

The tea in the cup also bottomed out.

Seeing this scene, Chen Li stared, couldn't help but snatched the teapot, and said dullly: "I've drank this, now I can talk about it, right?"

"Village Chief, why are you so petty? Why don't I just drink a few sips of your tea?" He Changsheng muttered, as long as he is not embarrassed, then others will be embarrassed. Being polite cannot be used as food, otherwise he will be the one to be treated badly in the end.

He recollected the sweetness left in his mouth. Not only did he feel refreshed, but the spiritual power flowing in the Zi Mansion was also filled with a lot of energy. His whole person felt as if he was soaring to the sky.

It's all worth it!

"I think you are just pretending to be confused. This tea was passed down from my ancestors. Even immortals will salivate when they see it. Even if you only take a sip, you will get endless benefits. Just have fun secretly!"

Chen Li's expression was full of complexity. He could tell that this kid definitely did it on purpose. A monk could detect the aura contained in this spiritual tea.

But he couldn't reveal his identity, so he could only suffer this hidden loss.

The more Chen Li thought about it, the angrier he became. He almost couldn't help but hang up He Changsheng and whip him severely.

"That's no wonder...this tea has a special taste when you drink it. How about you, village chief, give me some more? I drank it too quickly this time and I didn't taste anything at all." He Changsheng suddenly said.

(End of chapter)