On the planet Terra, Xi Tong suddenly opened his eyes because he felt the fragments of world wonders on his body vibrate slightly.
This thing had never moved before, but this time, across countless worlds, it suddenly moved, and even sent out a friendly call.
The humanoid Teigu and Xi Tong's body are integrated through blood connections and spiritual resonance. This call is naturally transmitted through Xi Tong as a bridge.
Therefore, Xi Tong knows what it is better than anyone else.
Before Su Daqiang could open the cloth bag, Xi Tong pressed it on with one hand.
"Mr. Su, your nephew has joined my family. Logically speaking, we are one family, so there is no need to talk about two different families. We are strangers, we are strangers!"
Su Daqiang shook his head firmly.
"Master, because we are a family, you must listen to what I have to say."
Xi Tong pressed the cloth bag with his hand, seemingly not letting Su Daqiang open it, but actually he didn't want Su Daqiang to take it back.
"Then you say."
Su Daqiang recalled for a few seconds, "In ancient times, my Su family was also a wealthy family..."
To sum up, the ancestors of the Su family were also rich. As for how rich, Su Daqiang couldn't say, and his ancestors were also unclear.
However, thousands of years ago, there was a great upheaval that shattered the earth. The mountains and rivers were shattered, and wars broke out everywhere. I don’t know how many families like the Su family fell overnight.
Su Daqiang didn't know where the Su family lived in the past. He only knew that as long as he could remember, his grandfather had been blacksmithing in Shilipo for the rest of his life.
As for this cloth bag, his grandfather gave it to his father before he died, and his father gave it to him before he died.
Su Daqiang didn't know what it was, but he only knew from the last words of his ancestors that it was the hope of the Su family's revitalization.
However, Su Daqiang was very suspicious.
The Su family has become such a bear, but it is still revitalizing. The talented people in front of us are the hope for the revitalization of the Su family.
Previously, Su Daqiang felt that he could not repay him, so he planned to dedicate the family heirloom to the master, but due to his father's last words, he did not act immediately.
But this time the actions of his eldest and second sons broke his heart. At the same time, the strength shown by his third son made him firm in his thoughts.
The youngest son is the hope for the revitalization of the Su family, everything else is empty, and the success of the younger son is more important than anything else.
The only thing Su Daqiang is worried about now is that his ancestors will fool their descendants with random rubbish, or that something valuable in the eyes of his ancestors will be worthless in the eyes of experts.
After all, an expert can easily conjure up a table of delicacies, a pot that can cook rice, and a fan that can blow the wind. It is very likely that he will look down upon the worldly things.
Xi Tong picked up the cloth bag and put it directly into his arms without opening it.
"Sending goose feathers thousands of miles away is a light gift but a heavy heart. Forget it, just leave this thing here with me."
Su Daqiang felt happy, but then felt a little disappointed.
The master didn't even look at it, and he probably wouldn't look at it in the future. It probably didn't matter whether there was something in the bag or not.
Sending goose feathers even though they are thousands of miles away, the courtesy is light but the affection is heavy. He is worthy of being an expert. Even if he says a word, others will not understand him.
At the same time, the eldest and second eldest sons of the Su family from the Iron-Zhan Sword Sect, a hundred miles away, nodded and bowed in front of a young man in colorful clothes, trying their best to flatter him.
"Second Senior Brother, look at this plate. It is as thin as cicada wings and as light as floating catkins, but it has the brilliance and whiteness of jade. This thing is definitely a treasure of the immortal family."
"Second Senior Brother, look at this spoon. Look at the patterns on it. Does the longevity peach look like the legendary flat peach of Queen Mother of the West? Look at the bird next to it. Does it look like the legendary blue bird? I'm sure that this spoon
It contains the secrets about Kunlun Mountain, the secrets of flat peaches, the secrets of immortality..."
When Xi Tong had dinner at Su Daqiang's house before, the rice cooker was given away directly, and the plates, plates, etc. were naturally left there.
However, Xi Tong never expected that these two brothers could pull a few spoons, plates and other small things under his nose, and their ability to pull them off was incredible.
The man called Second Senior Brother looked to be less than thirty years old. He was fair-skinned and had a fat head and big ears. He looked like a nepotistic descendant of a certain high-ranking official.
He was originally concentrating on a roasted leg of lamb and was not very interested in the two Su brothers, but after seeing the exquisite spoon and plate, his small eyes suddenly widened.
Hearing the words "Queen Mother of the West" and "Peach Peach" again, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and threw the roasted leg of lamb directly into the arms of the eldest son of the Su family.
The eldest son of the Su family didn't mind it either. He opened his mouth and took a bite. His mouth was full of blood, and then he praised it for being delicious without conscience.
Although the second senior brother was obese, he was not stupid. He wiped his hands on his clothes, then picked up the tableware and started playing with it.
"Where did this thing come from, and how many more are there?"
Turning his eyes, he asked again: "No, we were so close before. How could you give me such a good thing?"
The eldest and second son of the Su family immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Second Senior Brother Mingjian, we brothers admire you very much. We look at the green pines and the bright moon every day, hoping that one day we can be your lackey. However, we have not had anything to offer, so we have waited until today."
The second senior brother placed the tableware on the table next to him.
"Tell me, what do you want from me?"
After being exposed, the two brothers of the Su family were not embarrassed, but looked around.
The second senior brother immediately nodded and signaled the disciples standing around to step back.
"Second Senior Brother, it's a family scandal. We only found out when we returned home this time that there is an heirloom in our house that has been passed down from generation to generation - a jar that can cook by itself."
"Yes, yes, that bad old man is very bad. He leaves all the good things to his young son. Unfortunately, the two of us are away from home. We don't have enough to eat or wear, and we are often bullied..."
The second senior brother waved his hands irritably. He had been aroused by the "jar that could cook". Hearing Mr. Su's gibbering, he wanted to kick him out.
"Don't worry, if you follow me from now on, no one in this Zhantiejian sect will dare to bully you."
After speaking, he licked his lips and said, "What kind of jar is that? Is the rice cooked enough to eat? Is it delicious?"
First ask whether it is enough to eat, and then whether it is delicious or not. The second senior brother is indeed very particular about people.
The elder of the Su family naturally spoke freely: "Second brother, I don't know that the rice cooking jar is magically tight. You only need to put in a handful of rice and a bowl of water, and then recite a mantra, and rice porridge will come out continuously."
"My father took a nap, and the porridge that came out filled the house and flowed outside. The neighbors had to eat their way out if they wanted to go out."
The second senior brother swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He loved to eat, but he had never eaten so happily - the house was full of porridge, the streets were full of porridge, and he couldn't even think of leaving the house without eating his way out.
"Only porridge?"
"Of course not! You can also cook! You can also make elixirs, yes, yes, all kinds of elixirs!"
The second senior brother rubbed his hands impatiently.