Picking up rubbish from the ex-marriage to help the brother-in-law

Chapter 195
Liu Fan didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Wang Fu's tone. He shook his head and said seriously: "You are wrong. I got my eyesight only after I became a Ph. Brother, what degree do you have?"

Wang Fu's mocking expression immediately froze on his face.

He was a graduate student, and he was crushed into scum in front of Liu Fan.

Also, what is the name of Old Brother Wang!
And although Cui Zhigang is on Liu Fan's side, Liu Fan's sentence "I'm uneducated, it's terrible" also made him feel ashamed.

Only Mr. Mo Shutong smiled cheerfully.

"Liu Fan is so sharp, funny and interesting."

Mo Shutong clapped his hands and said, what kind of character he is, you only need one glance to know the depth of him.

In his opinion, even if Liu Fan collects rags, he will still be a great person.

"The old man appreciates the prize, so I'll treat you to tea."

Liu Fan felt that Mo Shutong was very unusual and wanted to make friends with him.

As he spoke, he took out a bag of tea from the woven bag.

"What, you let my old man drink the tea you picked up, what kind of joke are you talking about!"

Wang Fu said angrily again, he has never seen such a rude person in his life.

"Wang Fu, shut up, and don't follow me if you talk again!"

Mo Shutong was also angry, and reprimanded in a low voice.

Immediately, the temperature in the entire room of Wangantang seemed to have cooled down.

"Old man, I was wrong, please forgive me, I will never dare again!"

Wang Fu was completely frightened and bowed his head to apologize. Only then did he recall the legend about old man Mo Shutong's decisive killing in the past.

When going out this time, the family made him stay by the old man's side through opening up the relationship, and told himself to talk less, watch more, and do more.

It's all because of that Liu Fan!
Thinking of this, a trace of resentment flashed deep in Wang Fu's eyes.

"Humph!"

Mo Shutong didn't bother to pay attention to Wang Fu, then turned around to look at the tea leaves that Liu Fan took out, sniffed them carefully, and said slightly surprised: "This is Dahongpao, and it smells of good quality."

Liu Fan smiled: "The old man is indeed an expert, this is the top Dahongpao, I only have this little left, take it out and invite you to taste it."

Mo Shutong was immediately happy, and the tense atmosphere in the room disintegrated.

Wang Fu and Cui Zhigang were once again amazed by Liu Fan.

A top-notch Dahongpao, most rich people can't buy it!

"Little brother, did you pick this up too?"

Mo Shutong was puzzled.

Liu Fan said with a mysterious face: "Old man, my garbage bag has always only accepted treasures, ordinary rags are not eligible to enter here."

Mo Shutong immediately understood that this kid must have his own secrets, and what he picked up was just a superficial fascination.

"Oh, what a top-grade tea, is this Dahongpao?"

At this moment, Li Xi's voice came from the back hall, and he hurried over holding a blue and white porcelain pot.

The first glance was on the Dahongpao on the table, while Liu Fan and Mo Shutong both looked at the porcelain pot in his hand.

Mo Shutong took the jar over, looked at the bottom, and saw six blue and white regular scripts of "Made in the Longqing Year of the Ming Dynasty".

This porcelain jar is even more decorated with blue and white, the blue and white are purple in color, and the color is gorgeous.

"Sure enough, it's a cricket jar with a blue and white cloud and dragon pattern, good, good!"

Mo Shutong couldn't stop admiring as if he had found a treasure.

And Li Xi held the tea leaves and sighed repeatedly: "Good tea, good tea!"

(End of this chapter)