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Teng Hu has always been aloof, but there are times when he can't help but be curious.

Chen Muyu handed over the teacup.

Teng Hu rolled his eyes, but driven by curiosity, he picked up the teapot and mixed Chen Muyu with a cup of hot tea.

This tea is called Shao'e Chun, a high mountain tea from Shao'e Mountain. This tea is picked very carefully. Not a single young leaf is used, only pure single buds are picked. Moreover, it must be the first tea before the Qingming Festival every year.

Anyone who knows something about tea knows that every year after Qingming Festival, the price of tea will plummet. To buy good tea, it must be Mingqian tea. Mingqian tea is the most expensive and has the best taste and quality.

In recent years, almost all tea farmers near Shao'e Mountain sell the Shao'e Chun brand, with prices ranging from high to low, and quality ranging from good to bad.

Qin Hong also knows how to enjoy it. The Shao Echun here is obviously not an ordinary thing.

Just for this cup, at least two cents are spent on tea.

Teng Hu looked at Chen Muyu with a bit of disdain. How could anyone taste tea so well? He thought this thing was hahaha. It is true that wild boars cannot eat fine chaff.

After tasting the food in a decent manner, Chen Muyu looked up at Teng Hu, "Brother Hu, do you think I'm excellent?"

Hearing this, Teng Hu almost lost his joy.

"You look quite narcissistic!" Teng Hu grinned, "I admit, you have a bit of potential as a pretty boy, but if you want to say you are excellent, I really didn't see it!"

Pretty boy?

Is this a compliment or a disservice?

Chen Muyu was depressed. So this was the position Teng Hu had given him?

"Senior Li just wanted to pass the position of head of Shao'e Mountain to me, but I refused!" Chen Muyu couldn't help but want to stimulate Teng Hu.

"Haha!" Teng Hu was stunned when he heard this, and then waved his fancy arms, "You are making an international joke with me. With your comparison, will Head Li pass the throne to you?"

"Brother Hu, let's just talk without any personal attacks!" Chen Muyu shrugged, "If you don't believe it, just ask the third master when he comes out later!"

Hearing this, Teng Hu was doubtful!

He vaguely knew that Li Yuanshan's end was approaching. If he really wanted to pass the throne, it was not impossible to pass it to Chen Muyu.

"But, having said that, Brother Hu, do you know how much wealth the former Ashan has?" Chen Muyu asked.

After all, it is one of the three famous mountains in Xichuan, a national intangible cultural heritage, and a key tourist attraction. Maybe like many novels, it will have a huge secular industry with assets worth hundreds of billions.

If this is the case, will I lose money if I refuse the position of head of Shao'e Mountain?

Teng Hu didn't answer, but pushed the tea cup in front of Chen Muyu.

Chen Muyu was stunned and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He picked up the teapot and mixed him a cup.

Teng Hu also pretended to taste the tea, and then said, "Shao'e Shan's family should still have some wealth, but it is not as exaggerated as imagined. As far as I know, Shao'e Shan Qingjingguan now has two tea factories. , the tea factory’s net profit, plus the Taoist temple’s sesame oil money and some lay disciples’ offerings, should be able to earn thousands of dollars in one year!”

"so little?"

Chen Muyu paused. The number Teng Hu said surprised him.

Earning 10 million a year, not counting expenses, based on a rough estimate, the entire Shao'eshan Qingjingguan probably has total assets of 100 to 200 million at most.

"Ten million is less? You don't have a small tone!" Teng Hu couldn't laugh or cry, "Qing Jing Guan is a place for spiritual practice, and it's not just for making money. Have you never seen how shabby Qing Jing Guan was in the early years? Listen, Mr. Qin said that he couldn’t stand the poverty in the mountains, so he returned to secular life and came down the mountains!”

Such a large sect only made tens of thousands of dollars a year, which was not even as much as he had earned in the past two months. Chen Muyu shook his head.

To be honest, it's a bit shabby.

"Qingshen has done a better job in this regard. More than thirty years ago, Qingshen sent many disciples down the mountain to work hard and got involved in many industries. Compared with Shao'e Mountain and Jingyun Mountain, they are much richer. ." Teng Hu added.

Chen Muyu paused for a moment, then Youjia was inextricably linked to Qingshen Mountain, and because of Youjia, he even had a bad impression of Qingshen.

…

The two didn't chat for a while before Qin Hong came out.

At this time, Qin Hong felt relieved, and his old face was obviously full of joy.

"Master Qin!"

Teng Hu stood up and gave up his seat.

Qin Hong waved his hand and did not take Teng Hu's seat. Instead, he sat to the left of Chen Muyu, looking straight at him with a pair of old eyes.

That look in his eyes was so eager.

"Uh, Third Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

Being stared at by Qin Hong made him feel shy. Chen Muyu was holding the teacup in his hand and was too shy to drink it.

"How come you are so capable? You can save yourself even when you are in trouble?" After a long time, Qin Hong finally choked out a sentence.

Chen Muyu spread his hands and said, "This is very simple. Third Master, should you thank me properly?"

Seeing Chen Muyu's attitude, he had no intention of explaining.

Qin Hong knew that asking was in vain, so he took a deep breath and said, "Tell me what you want, as long as I can do it, I will satisfy you!"

At this time, his heart was filled with ups and downs. Li Yuanshan was obsessed with it. It was a practitioner's nightmare. Once he encountered it, he would die or be disabled. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe that Chen Muyu would be beaten to death. Such ability.

To Qin Hong, Li Yuanshan was as close as a brother and a father. He had taken care of him when he was in Shao'e Mountain. Later, when he came down from the mountain, he relied on his senior brother's care to reach where he is today. This time, Li Yuanshan went out of control while practicing Qi. For him, It was completely bad news, and it could be said to have hit him harder than when Chen Muyu's grandfather passed away.

In the past two days, Li Yuanshan had discussed the funeral arrangements with him and was ready to face it calmly, but he did not expect that it would take such a turn of events.

Senior brother's life is more precious than anything else. No matter what Chen Muyu wants, he is worthy of reward.

"Seriously?" Chen Muyu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Qin Hong nodded and touched the few beards on his chin, "Don't let the lion open your mouth, as long as it is within my ability."

Chen Muyu's look made Qin Hong feel a little uneasy.

"Come on, reluctantly!"

Chen Muyu waved his hand, "Originally I wanted to borrow some money from you, but after thinking about it, my dad also lent you more than two million. You can't always point your fingers at a sheep. Forget it, just treat it as my rescuer." Let’s build a seven-level pagoda for one life!”

Qin Hong was stunned for a moment, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You want to borrow money from me? Are you short of money? I heard that you sold Tang Yin's painting to Xu Sihai. 20 million is not enough for you?"

Chen Muyu sneered, "That little money can't stand my squandering..."

Qin Hong stared at Chen Muyu for a while, then turned and entered the back room.

After a while, I came out with a card in my hand, from China Construction Bank.

"Third Master, what are you..." Chen Muyu stood up.

Qin Hong handed over the card, "Your grandfather, my ability is limited, so I'll give you some pocket money, don't be too little..."

"This, I can't have this!"

Chen Muyu waved his hands quickly, the way his elders did when he was a child gave him lucky money.