Long Ziyun was stunned when he heard his mother's words. He picked his ears and thought he heard wrongly.
What did she say just now?
Let yourself serve tea?
Serve tea to Chen Feng, serve tea to the man who just seriously injured him.
"Mom, are you wrong? Is he worthy of me serving him tea?"
"When has the status of our family been so low? We want to serve tea to a commoner. There is no such a number one person in the circle."
"Unless he is from the Chen family in Kyoto, he is not from the Chen family in Kyoto."
Long Ziyun was a little dissatisfied. No matter how he analyzed it, Chen Feng was just a commoner. If someone of the size of the Long family served him tea, wouldn't he be afraid of a premature death?
Chen Feng's eyes flickered, his face was calm, and he glanced at Cai Xueqin.
Cai Xueqin's words were beyond Chen Feng's expectations. After all, Cai Xueqin's actions were too aggressive.
Long Jianling opened her mouth, and she who originally wanted to say something also closed her mouth.
If my brother really apologizes and obtains Chen Feng's forgiveness, wouldn't his father's illness be cured?
Cai Xueqin felt angry when she saw that Long Ziyun didn't react at all.
Whether your father will be a healthy person for the rest of his life depends entirely on your cup of tea, why can't he be more spiritual?
"Is my voice too soft? I said, please serve tea to Mr. Chen."
Cai Xueqin gritted her teeth and winked at Long Ziyun.
Long Ziyun was disdainful, took a sip of tea, and then handed it to Chen Feng.
"Drink tea."
He looked at Chen Feng with a half-smile but not a smile. He drank this tea, which is equivalent to spitting in it. If I can't beat you, I can't disgust you?
"Brother, you are going too far."
Long Jianling frowned.
After getting to know each other just now, she also knew that Chen Feng was actually a very talkative person, but if she dared to threaten him, Chen Feng would definitely fall out.
"I went too far, who went too far?"
Long Ziyun pointed to his nose, with a sneer on his face.
"Ask him, is he worthy?
I have only served tea to three people in my life, one is my grandfather, one is my father, and the ‘Knife of the Nation’ Wang Tian.”
"Can he drink my cup of tea?"
Long Ziyun shouted in a deep voice.
Chen Feng glanced at the tea cup and smiled at Long Jianling, "If you encounter any problems, you can always ask me for advice."
After saying that, Chen Feng turned around and left.
Since the Long family didn't want to see him, there was no need for him to stay here shamelessly. The Long family couldn't get the qualifications for the pharmacy, so at worst they would have to think of other solutions.
As long as his reputation can be spread, I believe there will still be many people willing to help him.
"Wait a minute, stop."
Cai Xueqin's face was calm, but there was a flash of struggle in her eyes.
Chen Feng stopped and looked coldly, wanting to see what tricks the mother and son wanted to continue playing.
Cai Xueqin picked up the teacup, walked to Chen Feng, and slowly knelt down.
"Please, Mr. Chen, have tea."
Her voice was low and she even closed her eyes.
There was a voice of struggle in her heart. If she didn't kneel, her husband would have his hand cut off. If she knelt, her dignity would be trampled on by a young man.
In the end, she gave up her dignity.
Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't expect Cai Xueqin to kneel to him.
This scene shocked him. I'm afraid he was the first person to make the Long family kneel down.
"Master Chen, please have tea."
Cai Xueqin pursed her lips and said again.
Long Jianling was also dumbfounded. Her mother had always looked down on people with lower status than her.
She had been taught since she was a child that she should not associate or be friends with people whose status was lower than hers.
Now, Chen Feng actually knelt down, and she was extremely shocked.
"Mom, why are you kneeling to him? How can you kneel to a civilian, how can you kneel to a barefoot doctor?"
Long Ziyun glared angrily.
I could only feel a ball of anger burning in my chest, clenching my fists and staring at Chen Feng.
"I don't believe how good he is at fighting. I'll go ask my uncle for help from the military district and crush him to death."
Long Ziyun snorted coldly.
"Mrs. Long, there is no need to be polite. The grudge between us has been wiped out."
Chen Feng didn't like to force others to make things difficult for him, so he took the tea and took a sip.
Then, his eyes fell on Long Ziyun, "It's just that this disease is still incurable. You know that the most important thing to treat is tranquility."
"Someone in the Long family doesn't welcome me very much. Mrs. Long, I have to wait until next time to see a doctor."
Chen Feng smiled faintly, said that, and stood up as well.
"Wait a minute."
Cai Xueqin reached out to stop Chen Feng. His leg was going to be amputated the day after tomorrow. There was no next time. There was only one chance.
She stepped on her high heels and walked quickly in front of Long Ziyun.
"If you don't want your dad to become a one-armed man, you should go over and offer tea to Mr. Chen now to apologize."
Cai Xueqin's eyes were filled with seriousness.
Long Ziyun's face was still dissatisfied, but when he saw his mother's stern look that he had never seen before, he thought of his father again, unclenched his fists and walked to Chen Feng.
"you win."
Long Ziyun gritted his teeth and lowered his head.
Afterwards, Cai Xueqin took a cup of tea and handed it to Long Ziyun.
Long Ziyun knelt down and handed Chen Feng the tea, "Drink tea."
"You can't speak, who can you ask for tea?"
Cai Xueqin kicked Long Ziyun.
"Master Chen, please have tea."
Long Ziyun looked yin and yang in a strange way, the corner of his mouth raised a mocking arc, and his eyes looked away.
"This tea," Chen Feng took the tea and held it up. Just as he was about to drink it, he saw that there was no respect in Long Ziyun's eyes, so he said helplessly: "This tea is cold."
"Why is it cold? This tea is obviously just right."
Long Ziyun's lungs were about to burst with anger. This guy was targeting him deliberately.
Cai Xueqin took a deep look at Chen Feng, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.
She could feel the warmth of the tea through the cup. It was just right in her mouth, not hot or cold.
Chen Feng is still dissatisfied with Long Ziyun. Tea is not the key, but that she did not punish Long Ziyun enough.
"Mr. Chen, I didn't think carefully. I'll make you tea again."
Cai Xueqin said slowly.
She asked Long Ziyun to kneel down, and after a few minutes, she came over with a pot of boiling water.
"Hold the tea cup."
Cai Xueqin brought over an empty cup, with only a few lonely tea leaves inside.
"Mom, what are you going to do?"
Long Ziyun had an unknown premonition in his heart.
"Hold it well, don't let others look down upon you."
Cai Xueqin shouted in a deep voice. She looked directly at Chen Feng and slowly poured boiling water from a height of half a meter.
Long Ziyun was holding the cup, with a flash of fear in his eyes.
The boiling water splashed out of the teacup. The boiling water burned his hands until they were red and blistered, and sweat dripped down his forehead.
Long Ziyun bit his lip to prevent himself from screaming, so as not to be looked down upon by Chen Feng.
Chen Feng's eyes flickered, and he looked at Cai Xueqin with some surprise.
This is not just an apology, but also a rebellion against Chen Feng.
Didn't you say that the tea is not hot enough?
Now I will make tea for you with boiling water. Do you want to drink this tea?
If you drink it, you will forgive Long Ziyun and everyone will be happy. If you don't drink it, you will not give face to the Long family and completely break up with the Long family.
This move defeated Chen Feng's army...
However, the nineteen-year-old Long Jianling naturally couldn't understand so many twists and turns. He just looked at Long Ziyun with distressed eyes and red eyes.
"Young Master Chen," Long Ziyun's hands were trembling a little, and he handed it over with red eyes, "Young Master Chen, please have tea."
Chen Feng smiled slightly, took the tea and drank it.
Although the tea was boiling hot, he had Qi antibodies and the temperature of the tea had returned to normal before it entered his throat.
He turned the tea cup over, indicating that he had finished the drink and all the accounts were written off.
"I drank this cup of tea."
"Can this disease be cured?
Can it be cured?"
Cai Xueqin's eyes returned to calmness, and her focus was on the second half of the sentence, which was not only to be curable, but also to be cured.
"There is no disease that I cannot cure, and I will give you a complete husband in an hour."
Chen Feng smiled slightly, his eyes full of confidence.