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 tea cup, 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 tea cup, 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 was just an ordinary cup of tea, and there were 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 was 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 Lao Deng." 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, took a sip from the tea cup on the table, clicked his tongue, 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 smart to come here." Zhao Buqun continued: "This place is full of old monsters who are afraid of death. You come to inherit the law. Whether you succeed or not, you can't leave."

"Junior knows that this trip is dangerous." Ye Fan shook his head, somewhat 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 think too much." Zhao Buqun shook his head: "Fuguang Island has made many preparations for the awakening of the giant. Whether there is an heir or not, the giant cannot leave Fuguang Island."

"Change?" Zhao Buqun frowned, as if thinking about it.

Ye Fan watched quietly without speaking.

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

But 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 something inside." After a while, Zhao Buqun spoke, looking at Ye Fan, with a piercing look in his eyes: "Or, you are the initiator of this change?"

What a powerful King Wen.

Ye Fan was slightly shocked, but after all, he was smart, and he quickly smiled: "You can say that, so I came here."

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

"The tea you drank seems to be more bitter than mine." Ye Fan noticed this detail and said, "It's colorless and tasteless, just a joke."

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

"Gobang?" Ye Fan paused, "It seems that children can do it."

"Would you like to play a game with me, senior?"

"No." Zhao Buqun waved his hand, tapped the tea with his hand and tapped four points on the table, looking at Ye Fan and said, "If I am the black piece, and you have four pieces first, and the four pieces are linked, left and right, up and down, how to solve it?"

"How to solve it..." Ye Fan looked at the four points on the table, thought for a while, and soon gave his own answer, and tapped the water with his hand, tapping one of them: "Turn black into white, so that the four pieces are no longer connected."

"Not bad." Zhao Buqun nodded, tapped two more points, just around Ye Fan's point, and before Ye Fan could react, he tapped many more.

"One piece is weak, but I have 100 pieces when I play five pieces. What should I do?"

Ye Fan fell into thought again, his eyes swept across the table, and after a while, he made another move and directly clicked five points.

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