Zhao Hu walked horizontally to Wuji's tea stall like a crab, slapped his palm on the table, slanted his eyes, turned his thick lips, revealing two huge tiger teeth, and said loudly: "Give tea to me!"

Wuji looked at Zhao Hu's two tiger teeth, then looked at his hand that had grown sharp claws, and cursed himself. It's really unreasonable. A playboy like Zhao Hu actually has a life of a tiger, but a kind person is a pitiful original person.

"There is tea, but I can't give it to you."

"Why, you dare to look down on me?!" Zhao Hu roared, and the other one slapped the table, holding the table, ready to overturn the table at any time.

Wuji took a step back and covered his ears. Zhao Hu not only grew tiger teeth and claws, but also trained to become a tiger roar? This roar almost broke my eardrums. He had such strength before he had been trained, and what would he do in the future?

He was worried, but looked at the angry Zhao Hu, and he said slowly: "Because there is heartbroken grass in my tea."

"Soul-broken grass?" Zhao Hu was stunned, with a little hesitant look. This name sounds scary. Wuji is a famous devil. If you really make something in the tea, even if you don't dare to take his life, it will not be impossible to torture him. Today is an important day for the test, so don't be too troublesome.

But isn’t it a bit shameful to just leave like this?

Zhao Hu raised his eyebrows, turned around and said to a younger brother beside him, "You, drink a bowl."

"Ah?" The little Shuanzi's younger brother was shocked. He had heard Wuji's words just now and was scared by the name Heartbroken Grass. Now that Zhao Hu asked him to drink, his face suddenly pale.

"What are you afraid of, cowards." Zhao Hu was annoyed and pulled Xiao Shuanzi over and pressed him to the table. "I don't even dare to drink a cup of tea. How can I be a soldier in the future? Drink it quickly. If I don't drink it, don't mess with me in the future."

Xiao Shuanzi immediately had a bitter face. He picked up a bowl of tea and brought it to his mouth, but he didn't dare to drink it. He kept looking at Zhao Hu with pleading eyes.

Zhao Hu was furious and was forcing Xiao Shuanzi to drink. There was a sound of horse hooves in the distance. He looked up and quickly let go of Xiao Shuanzi, trotting all the way to the side of the road, straightening his body, like a javelin, motionless.

At the end of the avenue, a group of people came, about twenty or thirty knights surrounded by a gorgeous carriage. Wuji was also surprised to see these people and horses.

Although he could not see what level the carriage was, he knew that the person who pulled the carriage was not an ordinary horse, but two strong centaur knights, and the ones accompanying the carriage were also centaur knights.

The centaur is the elite among the imperial cavalry, but it is used to pull a cart. But the person sitting in the cart is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is definitely no less than the tiger-destined ancestor in Wohu Town. When the tiger-destined ancestor returned home in glory, it was just a cart led by two ordinary horses. A beautiful tiger was followed by the cart, which was eye-opening.

What happened today? Such a noble man came to this remote town of Chouhu? He didn't dare to neglect, so he sorted out his clothes and stood on the side of the road in a regular manner. The Qin Empire was of strict hierarchy, and a promising original man like him was killed, and the government refused to ask.

When he arrived at the tea stall, the centaur warrior stopped and trotted forward with a pretty young servant who was attending the side and opened the car window.

Half a handsome face appeared behind the curtain of the car. After saying a few words, the servant nodded and walked quickly to the tea stall. Without saying a word, he first took out a white handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it one by one on the wooden table and the edge of the wooden barrel. Seeing that the handkerchief was still white, he nodded, picked up a bowl of tea, poured it on the ground, took out another handkerchief, wiped the bowl, then picked up the wooden barrel, poured a bowl of tea, and turned around and walked back.

From beginning to end, he didn't look at Wuji, Zhao Hu and others, as if they didn't exist at all.

Wuji didn't say anything. In front of such a noble man, he had no right to speak at all. Even a servant was not something he could mess with. Although he was an elf and a ghost, he was so good at teasing people, he would not be seeking death at this time.

Zhao Hu didn't dare to say anything either.

When he saw this thin servant lifting the wooden barrel with one hand, he looked straight, and when he saw his steadfastness when pouring tea, he didn't dare to talk too much.

With such strength, you can walk sideways in Wohu Town. Even the examiner who takes the test is enough, but he is just a servant, which shows how noble the people in the carriage are.

However, when he saw the servant handing the tea into the carriage, he suddenly had an idea, walked forward quickly, bowed and bowed.

The attendant turned around and looked at Zhao Hu unhappily without saying a word.

Zhao Hu stammered: "Sir, this tea... cannot be drunk."

"Why?" The attendant looked at the tea in his hand and frowned slightly.

"There is poisonous in the tea." Zhao Hu swallowed his saliva and used all his strength to prevent himself from falling down. The attendant's eyes were like two sharp swords, and his whole body was more like a sharp sword out of sheath, which made him dare not look directly at it. Zhao Hu mustered up the courage and pointed at Wuji and said, "He just said that there is heartbreaking grass in this tea."

"Soulbs of Heartbroken Grass?" A crisp sound came from the carriage, with a bit of surprise. "There is still heartbroken Grass in this place? Take it to me to see."

"Here." The attendant responded immediately, turned around and walked around to the other side of the carriage, and handed the tea bowl in.

After a moment, the person in the carriage laughed: "That's right, there are indeed heartbreaking grass. Not only heartbreaking grass, but also the forget-worry flower."

Before he finished speaking, the car door sounded softly and was pushed open from inside. A tall and handsome young man in brocade clothes walked out from inside. He was like a pearl, attracting everyone's attention as soon as he appeared, making everyone's attention pale, and even the servant lost his due light in front of him.

He glanced around and walked straight towards Wuji. He picked up a bowl of tea, sniffed it, drank it all, took out a piece of brocade chew and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said, "Are you Dr. Tea?"

"Yes." Wuji bowed and looked at his toes.

"How could you know about the Heartbroken Grass and the Forgetful Flower?" The boy looked back at Zhao Hu: "It's a waste to give people like him a drink."

Wuji smiled and said nothing. Zhao Hu followed him trotted all the way and looked at the boy nervously. "Neither, why... why did you drink?"

"Why not drink it?" The young man raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly. "Heartbreak grass is awesome, and forgets worries and flowers are clear. Although the tea set is simple, it is rare to be clean. It is a bit wild to be able to drink such tea in such a place. Why, are you afraid of death? Haha, you can't tell that you are fierce but have a good heart. What's your name?"

Zhao Hu hurriedly accompanied him with a flattery look on his face and bowed to the end. "So that's it. Thank you for your advice. The villain suddenly became enlightened. The villain is named Zhao Hu, who is fifteen years old and is a villager from Xishawang Village in the town. He is preparing to go to the temple in the town for testing, looking forward to joining the imperial army and serving His Majesty."

The boy nodded with satisfaction, said nothing, and turned around and left. Zhao Hu watched him respectfully as he got into the carriage, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.

Although he is arrogant, he has a father who is a village chief. He has seen some worldly affairs and is much better than ordinary villagers. His little brothers don’t even dare to raise their heads now, let alone talk to such noble people.
Chapter completed!