If they were the ones, even if they knew that Zhou Wenjun and others were not kind, they would deny it at most and tell the other party that they had never seen anything beggars. But just now, the few people subconsciously turned their heads and looked at Liu Zihan, and he himself showed a confused look. It was obvious that there was no silver here.

Gu Fenghua's statement not only conceals Liu Zihan's true identity, but also gives the best explanation for their actions. It can be said that it is a smart person. What is a smart person?

The few people originally thought that except for their poor strength and barbecue skills, they might not be much worse than Gu Fenghua in other aspects. Now they know that when it comes to adapting to changes and thinking, the gap between them and her is really not that big. No wonder Gu Fenghua always thinks that their IQ is worrying.

Of course, Liu Zihan's brilliant performance also made them secretly amazed.

It's okay for Gu Fenghua to be weak and pitiful, and she looked like a petite white flower. Even they cheated her over. It's not surprising that she has such a performance. But Liu Zihan is only seven years old, and a little brat has such a quick reaction. Her superb acting skills are really ashamed.

At this moment, Luo Enen and Fatty White were really worried about their IQ.

"Forget it, we are close to the little beggar, but we think he is a little pitiful. Let the sister just be careless, so don't make things difficult for her anymore." Zhou Wenjun also said to smooth things over. Judging from her appearance, she seemed to believe Gu Fenghua's words completely.

But Gu Fenghua was not that optimistic. Although her explanation was perfect, Luo Enen and others' previous performance was too obvious, especially Liu Zihan herself, her face was too confused and weird. Even if Luo Enen and others were all right, others would still find doubts.

Next, Zhou Wenjun continued to talk nonsense, but never mentioned the beggar again. Gu Fenghua and others were afraid that he would turn a sudden attack like before, and they all responded carefully. They were talking about some strange stories and were having fun.

Of course, both sides actually have their own thoughts, and undercurrents are surging below.

Zhou Wenjun was chatting with Gu Fenghua and others with great enthusiasm, but the middle-aged man on the side yawned bored. But the elder brother was obviously not overjoyed, so he was embarrassed to go to bed, so he took out a small pot, poured it on clean water and cooked it on the fire.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Wenjun asked with a frown.

"The temple is ventilated everywhere, and it rains so hard again. I probably can't sleep tonight. I will cook some tea to relieve my fatigue." The man replied.

Looking at his eyelids in the fight, Zhou Wenjun didn't say anything more, turned his head and continued to chat with Gu Fenghua and others.

Soon after, the water boiled. The middle-aged man carefully took out the tea from his arms, pulled a little and put it into the clay pot. Then, he carefully wrapped it and put it away. From beginning to end, no tea was wasted.

The refreshing fragrance of tea immediately came to my face. Just take a sip and you feel the pores all over your body relaxed.

"Purple Peak Cloud Needle!" Gu Fenghua's heart moved.

If it were ordinary people, they might just smell the fragrance of tea, but they just felt it was special, but she knew that this tea was never simple.

Zifeng Cloud Needle grows on Ziji Peak in the north of Tianji Continent. Ziyun Peak is thousands of feet high and is covered with snow for eleven months every year. It only takes one month to melt. The rareness of Zifeng Cloud Needle can be imagined.

Since ancient times, this tea has been a royal tribute from various countries and is extremely rare. My grandfather cooked it when he received the reward from His Majesty, so she tasted it once or twice. Although she only drank it once or twice, the fragrance of the tea was deeply imprinted in her mind, and I am afraid she will never forget it for the rest of her life.

The tea used by the middle-aged man turned out to be Zifeng Yun Needle. No wonder he is so rare!

A sneer flashed quietly in Gu Fenghua's eyes.
Chapter completed!