Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

The old man was quite frightened. The other party asked for hundreds of thousands of dollars at first, but suddenly gave it to him for free. This was such a great treatment. How could he not be surprised?

"Just take it, old man. After all, it's fate that we meet on this flight. Just consider it a meeting gift."

"If you feel it's hard to accept, then you can treat me and my friends to a welcoming banquet when we get to the city. What do you think?"

The old man looked at the fresh ginseng in his hand. There were seven ginseng seeds on it, and several reed bowls were tightly stacked. The main root was very thick and had obvious longitudinal wrinkles.

Finally, look at the roots, which are very slender, numerous and evenly distributed, flexible and not easy to break, and have many small bumps on them.

These were the characteristics of the thousand-year-old ginseng that he had inquired about, and they all matched the one in his hand.

If you take out the hundred-year-old ginseng and compare it with the other one, you will see the gap between the grandson and the grandfather. There is no comparison at all.

It cost him nearly ten thousand to get that hundred-year-old ginseng.

It’s a bit of an exaggeration to say that this thousand-year-old artifact is worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, but it’s also a reality that you can’t buy it even if you have money.

So, since Zhang Yaoyang gave it to him so generously, he naturally liked him very much and insisted that Zhang Yaoyang sit next to him so that he could keep him company and it would be convenient for him to receive them together when they arrived at the place.

Zhang Yaoyang didn't want to go and see those couples, so staying with an old widower made him feel more comfortable.

The old man and the young man chatted with each other from time to time. The old man was knowledgeable and Zhang Yaoyang also knew a lot. There was no barrier in the communication between the two of them. When they arrived at the destination a few hours later, they had become friends who were of different ages and were having a great time talking to each other.

Even the names have changed to Xiaoyang and Uncle Kui.

Uncle Kui held Zhang Yaoyang's hand from beginning to end, as if he was afraid that he would run away. As soon as he got off the car, he made a phone call from the station. Soon two stretched luxury cars arrived and took more than a dozen people back to his castle.

Even Zhang Yaoyang did not expect such a luxurious scene.

He knew that the old man was rich, but he thought he was just an ordinary restaurant owner with some money and social status.

But when the famous castle appeared before everyone, they were so shocked that their mouths could hardly close.

This Casa Castle is a very famous place. Zhang Yaoyang had seen some travelers report about it in later generations.

Its owner is a baron named Plat, and this old gentleman is naturally not a foreigner, he is a genuine businessman.

After the castle fell into decline, I bought it at the lowest price.

Just to maintain the normal operation of this castle, it requires the hard work of at least 50 servants.

Walking here, he is like a king, the master here.

The group of people accompanying him were real country bumpkins.

Among them, only Zhang Yongshou and his wife had seen the farthest part of the world, which was only Kyoto and Haicheng.

But compared to here, it really feels like they are not on the same level.

Zhang Yaoyang didn't expect that he would hug someone's thigh on the plane. He could only blame his damn intuition, which was too sensitive.

The system did not give the old man's wealth value, but he still keenly sensed that the old man was very rich and generous.

For them, it would be less stressful if they could find a rich person to help them in an unfamiliar place.

The maids here all seemed very dedicated, and a sumptuous welcoming banquet was prepared for them that evening.

A long dining table was filled with a dazzling array of knives, forks and food, which was dazzling to look at.

Not to mention that many of Zhang Yaoyang and the others didn't know how to eat it, even Qian Yu, a dandy boy who grew up eating good food, was so shocked that he didn't know where to start.

The old man's family did not attend the event. It was said that his granddaughter was doing business away from home and was traveling all over the country.

Another son is a traveling painter who rarely returns home.

As a result, this huge castle seemed very deserted. It had been a long time since it was so crowded like it was now.

When the old gentleman learned that everyone came to Toronto for tourism, he immediately arranged a housekeeper and two drivers to take charge of Zhang Yaoyang and his group's food, clothing, housing and transportation.

They were even invited to live in the castle. There were so many rooms here that not only a dozen people could live here, but even if everyone from Zhaojia Village was brought here, they could all fit in.

Zhang Yaoyang shook his head and rejected the old man's proposal.

"Uncle Kui, your illness cannot be ignored. You need to rest. With so many of us coming in and out every day, it's easy to disturb you. Let's forget it."

"It just so happens that we have a friend here too, and we'll go visit her later, so why not..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw a wealthy-looking woman, leading a blonde and blue-eyed beauty, rushing in from outside.

"Oh my God, Dad, I heard from the steward that you had a seizure on the plane. Are you okay? Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

The woman looked exhausted and knelt beside the old man's legs. Apart from the old man, her eyes could no longer think of Zhang Yaoyang and the others.

The old man patted her head soothingly.

"Vivian, why are you panicking? I've recovered and there's nothing wrong with me now."

"I gained a lot from this trip, and I also met some interesting friends. You have to help dad take care of them. They are my benefactors, understand?"

The woman thanked Zhang Yaoyang and the others naturally and politely, and then kept pestering the old man, talking about some business matters.

These things had nothing to do with ordinary people like them. Zhang Yaoyang called his people together and started eating with relish.

To be honest, the food these white people eat looks quite appetizing and he is used to it.

As for the rest of the people, they are still studying the knives and forks. Well... although they made some fools of themselves, but... never mind. No one is born knowing these things. You have to take it slow. Just be happy. There is no need to have so much psychological burden.

So he asked the housekeeper to find a few pairs of chopsticks to save everyone.

When they were almost done eating, the woman named Vivian stood up and said goodbye. She was very tired after traveling and needed to adjust to the jet lag.

He glanced at the messy table with cups and plates, but he didn't even have the intention to sit down and eat together. It was obvious that he didn't take Zhang Yaoyang and the others seriously.

After all, they are all too ordinary. Although their clothes have changed, their temperament is still there. They are just farmers. Being able to enter this castle for a visit is already a great blessing. What else do they want?