Inherit For Three Thousand Years

Apart from his appearance, he didn't think he was inferior to Xiao Yao at first. Xiao Yao's name was unknown, even if his family had money, he definitely couldn't compare to their family.

Although their family's wealth is not as good as Cheng Zhenshan's, they are still among the tens of billionaires. There is no one surnamed Xiao in the circle of rich people in China. In this regard, he has always had a psychological advantage.

But now that Xiao Yao suddenly took out these two boxes of tea, Lu Yuan's psychological advantage was immediately lost.

Being able to get these two boxes of tea, Xiao Yao must have come from a wealthy family, and this is what worries him the most. Although it is different from before, if compared with the real rich and powerful, a rich family like theirs is still not enough.

He was going to continue provoking Xiao Yao's thoughts, but suddenly he felt as if a ladle of cold water had been poured on him, and he immediately cooled down.

"The Dahongpao mother tree and the 18 Longjing mother trees have always been a legend to me. I have never had the opportunity to taste what the tea leaves from these two mother trees are like. I didn't expect that there would be a day when my dream would come true. I'm not being polite, I'll accept these two boxes of tea." Since he agreed to Xiao Yao's visit, he basically recognized his future son-in-law in his heart, and he accepted the gift Xiao Yao gave him. Peace of mind.

Xiao Yao then took out two small jars of wine, "These two jars of wine were brewed when the Republic of China was founded, and they are considered to be a hundred years old. Uncle Cheng, you drink it first, and I have some more. When you finish drinking, I will drink it again." Bring it to you."

Cheng Zhenshan picked up a wine jar and carefully appraised it, "I was lucky enough to drink a hundred-year-old wine, and I still remember the mellow taste. I like these two jars of wine very much. I'm not being polite."

Xiao Yao continued to take out two bottles of red wine, "These are two bottles of 69-year-old Romanée-Conti. Aunt Qin likes to drink red wine. I hope you like it."

After he took out these two bottles of wine, Lu Yuan's face suddenly became a little unnatural.

I am afraid of comparison. The two bottles of 96-year-old Romanée-Conti brought by Lu Yuan from abroad are really rare. Sending them out as gifts is definitely a way to save face.

But now Xiao Yao took out two bottles of Romanée-Conti from 1969, the same Romanée-Conti, one produced in 1969 and the other in 1996, with a difference of 27 years, there is no comparison at all.

The same gift, Lu Yuan was completely defeated!

This is really a sad realization, and Lu Yuan became even more frustrated.

Originally, she made up her mind to say goodbye to Xiao Yao,

Now Lu Yuan's thoughts of fighting are completely extinguished.

"Romanee-Conti has always been my favorite, I can't refuse this gift, you have a heart." Tan Moran was very happy to receive such a gift.

"I also brought you two boxes of old wild ginseng, just to nourish your body." Xiao Yao took out two more boxes.

He opened the lids of the two boxes, revealing two thick and complete ginseng trees that look like human beings, "The ginseng in the black box is said to be 110 years old, and the other box of ginseng should be 110 years old. 120 years, it’s the best way to replenish your body.”

Lu Yuan felt that Xiao Yao might be against him on purpose, otherwise, why did Xiao Yao send gifts of the same type as the ones he brought, and each gift was much better than what he brought.

It was also baijiu, but what he brought was aged Moutai, but what Xiao Yao brought was a hundred-year-old wine. It was also Romanee-Conti, his wine was 96 years old, but Xiao Yao's wine was 69 years old. Now it's the same old mountain ginseng. He brought 50-year-old ginseng, and there was only one ginseng. Xiao Yao sold two ginseng, and they were both 100-year-old.

There is no doubt that he was crushed.

Lu Yuan's guess is correct, Xiao Yao is indeed targeting him on purpose. Originally, he only prepared those two heavyweight gifts, and did not have these small gifts. In order to overwhelm Lu Yuan, he temporarily added these small gifts from the holy soul ring to the gift bag.

Tan Moran was once again shocked by Xiao Yao's generosity.

Not to mention how expensive these two hundred-year-old ginseng trees are, the key is that there is no place to buy them if they have money.

After entering the modern society, no matter how inaccessible the place is, there are human footprints. The century-old ginseng has become more and more rare, and it has been rarely heard in recent years.

Xiao Yao made two hundred-year-old ginsengs as soon as he made a move, and this sincerity is absolutely full.

Although the two boxes of tea just now are equally rare, they are definitely not as important as these two hundred-year-old ginseng trees.

Centuries-old ginseng can be used to save lives at critical moments. No matter how precious those two boxes of tea are, they can only be enjoyed by the senses, not a necessity.

"Hundred-year-old ginseng is becoming more and more rare. My grandma is getting old. I will keep one as a spare. You should take the remaining one back. Maybe the elderly at home will use it sometime." Qin Moran suggested.

"I still have them at home. These two ginseng trees are used to replenish your body. If you don't have enough, please let me know at any time, and I'll bring them back for you. There's no need to save them." On this matter, Xiao Haruka has no humility.

Xiao Yao's indifferent attitude once again deeply shocked everyone, as if to him, century-old ginseng is like Chinese cabbage, and he can have as much as he wants.

"Since you still have them at home, then I won't be polite. I will keep these two ginseng plants." Tan Moran no longer was polite, and readily accepted.

It was also a gift worth tens of millions. Xiao Yao might be her future son-in-law, and Tan Moran accepted it with peace of mind.

"These things are small gifts I brought over by the way. They are not worth mentioning. Aunt Tan and Uncle Cheng enjoy them, don't be reluctant."

Such a good thing turned out to be a small gift brought along by the way. Everyone was very curious about the two gifts he carefully prepared.

Xiao Yao took out a scroll, opened it carefully, and said, "I heard from Cheng Yu that Aunt Tan likes calligraphy works, so I specially picked this one for you. Do you like it or not?"

This scroll looked like an old antique. Tan Moran took out a pair of white gloves, brought a magnifying glass, and began to appreciate it carefully.

Cheng Zhenshan and Cheng Yu also surrounded them. Although they had no professional appreciation knowledge, their curiosity was the same.

After appreciating it, Tan Moran asked not very confidently: "When the book is ready to use, I will hate it. In terms of appraisal, I am only half a bottle of water. Is this the authentic work of Lay Yi An?"

"Aunt Tan is too modest, your judgment is correct, this is indeed the authentic work of Lay Yi An." Xiao Yao said with certainty.

"Didn't it mean that Layman Yi'an has no authentic works handed down?" Although she had already identified it, Tan Moran was still surprised after hearing Xiao Yao's affirmative answer.