Rebirth of the Campus Special Forces

"You've got a cold? You're so careless... You're celebrating the New Year, have you taken any medicine?" Jiang's mother kept chattering and got up to find medicine for Jiang Shan.

"It's okay, Mom... I just have a little cold, so I don't need to take medicine..."

"Ever since we were little, you've always shied away from taking medicine..." Mother Jiang glanced at Jiangshan angrily.

"You guys sit down, I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup..." Jiang's mother said, getting up and going to the kitchen.

Jiang Shan smiled bitterly and kept pushing away...

A few minutes later, a large bowl of ginger soup boiled with brown sugar water was brought to Jiang Shan.

Although it wasn't a cold, Jiang Shan couldn't explain it, so he could only make mistakes, stretched out his hand, and took the soup bowl.

Jiang's mother didn't pay attention and turned to go to the kitchen to clean up. However, Jiang's father on the side had a stern look on his face. He looked at Jiang Shan seriously from outside and asked in a low voice: "What did you do to your hands?"

Jiang Shan smiled brightly: "It's okay... I accidentally smashed it. No bones were hurt... Don't let my mother know, it's time to scold me again."

Jiang Shan laughed lightly and fooled him. However, Father Jiang looked at Jiang Shan's hands holding the ginger soup and frowned.

While drinking ginger soup, Jiang Shan chatted with his father about meeting the supreme leader in Kyoto.

While drinking in small sips, Jiang Shan was suddenly stunned.

After drinking a few pieces of minced ginger into my stomach, I felt a slight warmth, churning slightly in my abdominal cavity, creating a hint of dry yang energy.

A little surprised, Jiang Shan drank the ginger soup in big gulps, feeling a little relieved in his heart.

As long as you can slowly replenish the yang energy in your body, you don't need to be afraid of not being able to save your life. In three to five days at most, when Xue Yunpeng and the others go back to Guigu and bring out the ginseng king, they will feel more at ease. I really didn't expect that this ginger turned out to be

Materials to replenish yang energy.

"When you go to Kyoto this time, don't cause trouble randomly and cause trouble for your grandpa." Jiang's father said slowly, lit a cigarette, and looked at Jiang Shan worriedly.

He promised it all, but Jiang Shan didn't pay much attention to it.

I didn't go to Kyoto to look for trouble or revenge. How could I cause trouble? However, Jiangshan's recent behavior did make Jiangshan's parents a little worried.

After exhorting for a long time, he asked about Jiangshan's recent situation. Jiangshan vaguely agreed and did not go into detail about his merger and acquisition of the mine.

After sitting at home for three or four hours, Jiang Shan constantly stimulated the dry yang energy in his body to neutralize the influence of yin and cold energy in his facial skin. At the same time, he had to chat with his parents. His hands could not be idle and he could not concentrate.

It is really difficult to use the numbers.

Jiang's father worriedly explained what Jiangshan should pay attention to after going to Kyoto. He was always afraid that Jiangshan would cause trouble due to his young age and bad temper.

But there is no need to worry about this. Jiang Shan knows better than others who he sees and the impact it will have on him in the future.

Jiangshan came out of home and took the girls back to his residence. He collapsed on the sofa tiredly, thinking about the next day's trip to Kyoto.

Going to my grandpa's place was okay, as they were a family, and there was nothing to fault. However... to meet the supreme leader, as a junior, I couldn't go empty-handed, right?

What should I bring? What will people lack...

After thinking about it, Jiang Shan took a deep breath and gave it all... It was the only one that might be more appropriate.

In any case, since I have this thing in my hands, I can't sell it, so it's better to be a favor and give it to the supreme leader, which is the most appropriate thing.

However, the most important question is...how should I explain the origin of this item? Could it be that it was found from the Qianling Mausoleum?

"What? Preface to Lanting?"

"Is it still the real thing? Jiangshan? Are you stupid?"

Not only Dongfang Qian was startled, but Murong Yueyan, who had been silent until now, stood up with a cry.

Jiang Shan smiled bitterly: "It's already this time. How can I still think about joking with you after what I've become?"

"Do you have an authentic copy of Lanting's preface? You're kidding... There are no authentic copies in the world."

Jiang Shan glanced at Murong Yueyan angrily: "Have I ever boasted?"

Dongfang Qian blinked blankly...

This? Is it really possible? Not to mention... this guy Jiangshan can even buy the Guiguzi Xiashan vase and the few remaining Yuan blue and white jars. This Lanting preface, maybe... it's really possible!

"I'll have someone take me to Kyoto tomorrow morning... We'll drive there from here, um... the time is about right."

"No...if there is a genuine Lanting Preface, I would also go to Kyoto!" Murong Yueyan said with a pout.

Jiang Shan looked at Murong Yueyan with a wry smile: "Xiaoqian and I went to Kyoto to recognize our grandfather and do serious things. If you don't take care of the company's affairs in T City honestly, why don't you run hundreds of miles to see Lanting Xu? What's wrong with you?

Do you have a problem?"

Murong Yueyan's eyes widened, and her little noses twitched tightly together: "Is there something wrong with my brain? Is it because you are mentally abnormal? The original Lanting Xu, you... are you a big bear eating bear's paws? You are wasting all your natural resources!"

Jiang Shan curled his lips: "What's wrong with the original? If no one told me it was authentic, I would use it to wipe my butt/butt. I thought the paper was not soft enough. What's so strange and fussy about it?"

"You..." Murong Yueyan was really helpless. How could this guy be so lucky? No one has had the opportunity to admire the original work of Ichiban for more than a thousand years. In his hands, he was still said to be so miserable.

?

"I want to confirm... is it what you said? If it is authentic, I want to take pictures..."

Jiang Shan waved his hand helplessly: "It's up to you..."

Murong Yueyan snorted, pointed at Jiang Shan's nose and said, "Big boss..."

Early the next morning, Murong Yueyan was assigned to the driver's seat. She was very angry all the way, looking in the rearview mirror and rolling her eyes fiercely countless times.

Seeing Jiang Shan as if nothing was wrong, he fell on Dongfang Qian's lap in the back seat, munching on ginger as if chewing an apple. Murong Yue was speechless.

This spicy and pungent ginger was actually eaten so hard by Jiang Shan? He actually ate half of a whole big bag of ginger in just one hour.

Even if it’s fruit, eating so much will make you feel bloated, right?

While parking at the expressway service area for a rest, Jiang Shan sat up lazily. Seeing Dongfang Qian open the door and go down to buy a drink, Jiang Shan smiled and lay on the back seat of Murong Yueyan, holding half a piece of ginger and facing Murong Yue.

Yan said: "Sister Yueyan, are you tired from driving?"

"Get out!" Murong Yueyan scolded fiercely. It's too much... I followed him and was forcibly assigned the role of driver. It was too bullying.

"Otherwise... you come to the back and let Xiaoqian drive. It's been a long time since I've been close to you..." Jiang Shan chuckled, playfully.

"Get out!" Murong Yueyan said with a straight face and a little helplessness.

"You've glared at me for more than thirty times this way. Should I come back with revenge..." Jiang Shan chuckled, threw half a piece of ginger aside, rubbed his hands, and asked with a fake smile.