Chapter 643 Five Sons

Okay, sit, sit, sit. "

Seeing the old man relenting, Jin Chao and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly called Ye Fan over to find a seat to sit down.

The old man also arrived soon, carrying a teapot and casually placing it on the table: "Call me if you want."

After saying that, the old man returned to the counter again and took a nap by himself.

"Hey, Lao Deng, you didn't even take the tea cup." Hao Ri muttered in a low voice, but carefully went to the cabinet next to the counter and took out a few cups.

"King Ye, this old man's tea is truly exquisite." After placing the cup, Jin Chao poured tea for Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Try it."

"Okay." Ye Fan nodded, picked up the teacup, and drank it slightly.

The tea is bitter, but it turns sweet in an instant. The sweet taste is not left on the lips and teeth, but when it enters the throat, it becomes bitter again, which makes people unconsciously stupefied.

"Very high-end bitter tea." Ye Fan commented as he put down the tea cup.

"Bitter tea?" This comment surprised the three of them, "Isn't this tea sweet?"

"It's sweet aftertaste, but it's still bitter when it enters the throat."

"No." Haori was puzzled: "It tastes like honey when I drink it. It's so sweet that I'll lose my teeth."

"It's not as exaggerated as honey." Tian Chen curled his lips: "At most, it's like sugar water."

"Huh?" Jin Chao also disagreed: "Isn't it just the taste of tea? Maybe sugar is added?"

"Isn't it the same kind of tea we drink?" The four people talked about it, and Ye Fan was also a little confused. He picked up Haori's tea and took a sip, shaking his head, "It is indeed bitter."

"I'll drink it." Haori also took Ye Fan's teacup, and after taking a sip, he quickly exclaimed: "It's as sweet as honey."

"How is that possible?" Jin Chao and Tian Chen also felt strange and joined in the exchange.

But here's the strange thing, no matter how they exchange it, the taste of the tea everyone drinks is the same.

"So strange..." Ye Fan didn't expect that a cup of tea could be so strange. He moved his eyes to look at the old man napping at the counter, and said at the same time: "Jin Chao, didn't you come here to drink last time?"

"Last time I was in a hurry to save the third child, so I didn't drink much..." Jin Chao scratched his head in embarrassment, and at this time, a voice sounded.

"This is called Baiwei tea."

The squinting old man seemed to feel Ye Fan's gaze, shook his cattail leaf fan, and said leisurely:

"Whatever your heart is, this tea will taste the same."

"Is it determined by the heart?" These words made Ye Fan slightly stunned. He picked up the tea cup and felt it carefully for a while, but he never found any difference in the tea.

It's just an ordinary cup of tea, and there are still tea leaves in the cup.

"Senior, what does this tea taste like?" There was nothing visible in the tea, and Ye Fan locked his eyes on the old man.

"It's just plain water." The old man waved his hand and turned over, as if he didn't want to talk more.

"Baishui." The old man's answer made Ye Fan think. After a while, he spoke again: "Senior was once a scholar, right?"

"How do you know?" the old man replied solemnly: "I look like a butcher. It's a bit funny for you to say that I am a scholar."

"It's too superficial to judge people by their appearance." Ye Fan was not in a hurry and said slowly: "The words on the door plaque are exactly like this."

Snap.

With that said, the old man stood up, walked slowly and leisurely to the table, and then glanced at the three Jin Chao brothers.

"Senior, please take a seat." Jin Chao quickly stood up and prepared to get the chair next to him.

"You guys who don't even have full hair, do you want to sit at the same table with me?" The old man raised his eyebrows and said coldly.

"Yes, yes." Jin Chao, who stood up, froze in his movements and felt slightly embarrassed. He could only smile and pulled the two brothers to the other side. "Senior, please have a seat. Senior, please have a seat."

"That's pretty much it."

The old man snorted and sat down.

"This old man." Hao Ri was dissatisfied and sat aside. Just as he was about to curse in a low voice, the old man raised his hand and Void picked him up and threw him out.

"You bastard, I've been putting up with you for a long time."

Boom.

"Third brother!" There was a loud noise outside the door. Jin Chao and the other two quickly got up and chased out. The old man didn't say much, just waved his hand, and the doors and windows of the shop closed automatically.

All of a sudden, only the old man and Ye Fan were left in the store, and a slight mist rose in the store.

Looking at the series of actions of the old man, Ye Fan remained calm until the old man looked at him and then cupped his hands: "I wonder what you call me, senior?"

"My name is unique." The old man replied, paused, and then said: "My surname is Zhao."

"Zhao?" With one word, Ye Fan's expression changed slightly.

The Four Generations and Three Kings, the first three generations of King Wen, were all surnamed Zhao.

"The former King Wen is still alive."

"It's just a title, it's just a passing cloud." Zhao Buqun replied lightly, glanced at Ye Fan, and nodded slightly: "You have a very good talent and a solid foundation. In the future, you will definitely be the top player among the crowd."

"Senior is ridiculous." Ye Fan cupped his hands and asked, "I wonder why senior came here to live in seclusion?"

"Everyone who comes here is just for the same reason, they are afraid of death." Zhao Buqun shook his head, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then said: "I once pursued transcendence but failed, and I am not willing to let this go. Leave."

"In this way." Ye Fan nodded, detachment seems to be a lifelong pursuit for many strong people.

"You are not very smart when you come here." Zhao Buqun continued: "This place is full of old monsters who are greedy for life and afraid of death. If you come to inherit the law, no matter whether you succeed or not, you will not be able to leave."

"Junior knows that this trip is dangerous." Ye Fan shook his head, feeling helpless: "But if I don't come, the giant wakes up, and Fuguang Island falls, the giant may destroy many things I want to protect."

"You are thinking too much." Zhao Buqun shook his head: "Fuguang Island has made many preparations for the awakening of the giant. Regardless of whether there is a successor or not, it is impossible for the giant to leave Fuguang Island."

"Change?" Zhao Buqun frowned, seeming to be thinking.

Ye Fan watched quietly without speaking.

Before coming here, he had thought about it. He had never encountered a giant in his previous life, nor had he heard of any news about the appearance of giants.

But just as he asked, with his rise out of thin air, many things have changed. These are all caused by the butterfly effect, and whether the giant wakes up or not may also be affected by this effect.

"You seem to know some inside stories." After a while, Zhao Buqun spoke and looked at Ye Fan with a hint of penetration in his eyes: "Or are you the instigator of this change?"

What a powerful King Wen.

Ye Fan was slightly frightened, but after all, he had an extraordinary mind, and he quickly smiled: "You can say that, that's why I came here."

"That's understandable." Zhao Buqun nodded, picked up the tea, took a sip, and clicked his tongue.

"The tea that senior drank seems to be more bitter than what I drank." Ye Fan noticed this detail and said: "It is colorless and tasteless, just a joke."

"You are quite sharp." Zhao Buqun smiled, and then suddenly changed the subject: "Can you play backgammon?"

"Backgammon?" Ye Fan hesitated, "It seems that children can play it too."

"Senior, do you want to play another round with me?"

"No." Zhao Buqun waved his hand, ordered tea with his hand and placed four points on the table. He looked at Ye Fan and said: "If I were a black man, you would be the fourth son first, and the four sons are connected in a chain, connecting both left and right, up and down. How to solve it? "

"What's the explanation..." Ye Fan looked at the four points on the table, thought for a moment, and quickly gave his answer. He also lit the water with his hand and clicked on one of them: "Turn black into white, let The four sons are no longer connected.”

"Not bad." Zhao Buqun nodded, and clicked two more points, right around Ye Fan's point. Before Ye Fan could react, he clicked many more points.

"One son is weak but I have five sons but I have a hundred. What should I do?"

Ye Fan fell into thought again and glanced at the table for a while before he took action again and directly clicked on five points.

"Five sons, five sons, only five sons can decide the outcome. If I can have five sons in a row, no matter how many sons there are, I will still win."