The young servant returned the tea bowl, threw down a few copper coins, set off again, and walked towards Wohu Town.

Zhao Hu kept standing by the roadside and watched the group leave. Although he didn't know who these people were and what they were doing, it was enough for him to say a few words in front of such a noble person and have the opportunity to report his name for several days.

When the carriage disappeared in the distance, Zhao Hu's smile dissipated, and he walked to Wuji in a dragon-shaped and tiger-shaped manner, bared his teeth and his face was ferocious.

"Dare you scare me?"

"I didn't scare you, I just told you."

"Hmph!" Zhao Hu remembered his embarrassing look of being scared to drink tea, and his face was a little uncomfortable, and he deliberately shouted loudly and arrogantly: "Give me three bowls."

Wuji remained motionless. "You heard it just now that there are not only heartbreaking grass in the tea, but also forgetful flowers."

Zhao Hu glared and said, "Then I want to drink too."

"I'm not responsible for anything."

"What can happen if something happens?" Zhao Hu laughed boldly.

The young man in brocade just said, "The Heartbreak Grass is relieved and the Forgetful Worry Flower is clear. It's just that the name is scary and there will be no problem at all, otherwise the two noble people wouldn't drink it. Now Wuji is still scaring him with these words, which is ridiculous.

He said to the younger brothers who had come back to life: "What can happen if you say?"

"Haha..." Xiao Shuanzi laughed the loudest. "The most serious thing I can think of is to drink all his tea and not give a single money."

"That's right, Brother Hu drinks his flowers to give him face, and what else should he give?"

"It's right. If he dares to ask for money, he will break his legs. After Brother Hu passed the test, I don't know how many people would rush to his servants, and it's not a useless original person."

"That's right, drink it! Drink all his tea!"

Seven or eight boys rushed forward and squeezed Wuji aside. You and I drank one bowl at a time, and in an instant, they drank most of the bucket of tea with only a shallow layer left. Then they hugged Zhao Hu and left proudly.

Du Yu, who was hiding not far away, was relieved when he saw Wuji was in danger and rushed to the temple in the center of the town to prepare for the test.

Wuji remained motionless, looking at Zhao Hu's back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He walked to the table and was about to clean up the table when a gentle voice came from beside him.

"Does this guy still have tea? We have been on the way for a long time and are a little thirsty and want to ask for a bowl of tea."

Wuji turned around and saw that there was another carriage on the side of the road. The carriage was pulled by a horse, much smaller than the carriage just now, and it was dark, half old and not new, and it was not decorated, and it was a lot worse.

The car window was half open, revealing half of wrinkles, a weathered face and a pair of half-open eyes, as well as a few scattered white hair, which looked worried and frowning.

Standing in front of Wuji was a beautiful boy. Although the coarse cloth clothes on her body were not as gorgeous as the young servant, she was even better than the young servant. She had dark hair, white facial features, red lips and white teeth, especially her eyes were very beautiful, black and white, and she was very spiritual, as if she could speak. Even a young girl would feel ashamed of herself when she saw it.

Wuji subconsciously glanced at his neck and chest, and saw a slightly raised Adam's apple and flat breasts. Only then did he realize that he was an incredibly beautiful boy, not a beautiful girl in men's clothing.

The Qin Empire was extremely martial, with fierce folk customs, and it was common for women to dress up as men.

The beautiful boy smiled gently, looking at Wuji with neither humility nor arrogantness. Wuji was inexplicably excited and his heart beat faster. He looked at the beautiful boy straight, and the beautiful boy suddenly turned red, smiled with his lips, and looked away without hesitation.

"Can you give me a bowl of tea?"

Wuji also felt a little rude, so he turned around and rubbed his hands. "This... this tea cannot be drunk. You can wait a while and I will bring two more bowls."

"Why can't you drink?" The beautiful boy pointed at Zhao Hu and others in the distance in confusion, "Didn't they drink a lot just now?"

"This tea was originally intended to torment them, and it contains heartbreaking grass and forgetful flowers."

"Soulbs and Forgetful Flowers? I know, the heartache is relieved and the Forgetful Flowers are clear. The name sounds scary, but in fact there is no harm at all."

"It doesn't matter if you drink it alone, but you won't be able to drink it together, especially those who often eat meat cannot drink it."

"Why?" The beautiful boy became even more curious. He blinked his big black and bright eyes and looked at Wuji. Wuji's face became hot inexplicably hot, and he couldn't help but want to say a few more words.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a solid gaze falling on his face, as if someone was peeping at him. He thrust a little, subconsciously looking at the old man, his eyes alert, like a frightened little beast.

The old man still looked listless, and could not see anything unusual, and he didn't even look at Wuji.

But Wuji looked at him without blinking, and even narrowed his eyes. The old man felt his gaze, slowly opened his eyes, and said slowly: "Young man, why are you staring at me all the time? This is not very polite."

Wuji rolled his eyes, lowered his head, curled his lips, and muttered softly: "If you can look at me, I can't look at you?"

The old man frowned slightly, his eyes drooped even harder, and he stopped talking.

Seeing this, the beautiful boy covered his mouth and coughed. His hands were also very beautiful, with white and slender fingers, neat and crystal-clear nails, like beautiful jade, and Wuji was stunned for a moment. Although he loved cleanliness and even had some obsession with cleanliness, his nails were meticulous, but he was not as gentle and shiny as the beautiful boy.

Seeing Wuji's tendency to be dazed again, the beautiful boy asked quickly: "Tell me quickly, why can't the heartbreaking grass and the Forgetful Flower be together? And the nobles can't drink it even more."

Wuji woke up from his dream and quickly said, "These two herbs are mixed together and cooked together, and they will... have a slight effect similar to laxatives. If they are drunk by people who often eat meat, their condition will be worse."

"That's right." The beautiful boy opened his eyes wide in surprise, and his eyes couldn't hide his surprise. "I often drink tea made by these two herbs, but I don't know that it has such effects. Since that's the case, why did you cook it and make people drink it?"

"I want to give Zhao Hu some drinks, but it's okay if others drink it."

The beautiful boy raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to harm Zhao Hu?"

"He wanted to harm me first." Wuji said lightly, no longer giving any more explanation. He poured out the leftover tea in the bucket, washed the bucket and bowl twice with water, poured two bowls of tea again, placed it neatly on the table, and smiled proudly. "This is the good tea I cook, please ask guests from far away to taste it."

The beautiful boy didn't drink it, staring at the two pottery bowls on the table, his eyes flashing.
Chapter completed!