Drinking tea that even gods drink... Tang Xiaobao doesn't give him any face at all.

"This tea isn't very well brewed."

The fat man wanted to strangle Tang Xiaobao to death.

Tang Xiaobao was telling the truth. He had drunk tea from Old Master Cao's house last time, and it tasted better than this tea.

Of course, he was also an amateur at this and had no idea what was good or bad. He might not be thirsty today, but very thirsty the next day.

Zheng Wen was speechless about Tang Xiaobao.

After a while, after having a good meal and tea, Tang Xiaobao said to Zheng Wen, "You go back first."

"Ah?" Zheng Wen was stunned: "You're not leaving yet?"

She was a little unhappy.

Humph, you want to stay for dinner and send me away. That’s too much.

Tang Xiaobao said seriously, "Brother Zhu and I still have some serious business to discuss. As for you, isn't that senior sister's birthday tonight? Have you forgotten?"

Zheng Wen sighed and said, "I really forgot about this. No, I have to go back. I contacted him this morning and said we'd go sing together tonight. By the way, are you free to go with us tonight?"

Tang Xiaobao quickly said, "No, no, I don't go to nightclubs."

"Huh, you don't want to see her?"

The fat man on the side asked: "Who is it, his girlfriend?"

"No, there's a girl who likes him." Zheng Wen covered her mouth and laughed.

Tang Xiaobao's face turned green.

Zheng Wen is gone.

The fat man said with some dissatisfaction: "You are going too far. You really treat me as a servant, don't you?"

"Hey, brother, that's not being affectionate. We're brothers." Tang Xiaobao blinked. "You're going to die if I show off. Can't you just cooperate? Can we still have fun together?"

The fat man said angrily: "Who is your brother?"

"Ah, aren't you my brother?" Tang Xiaobao groaned. "I've been thinking about you all this time. I came here today to help you cure your anorexia. It turns out you don't treat me as a brother. Fine, I'm leaving now. I won't look for you anymore, and you don't have to look for me either."

"No, I'm just kidding. You are my brother, my real brother." The fat man's face changed immediately, and he smiled and pulled Tang Xiaobao.

This guy is exactly like the second brother in Journey to the West. He changes his expression faster than the weather changes.

Tang Xiaobao sat down.

"Can you really cure my anorexia?" The fat man was a little skeptical, but he really wanted to cure the disease.

He is a gourmet, a big foodie, and the god of food in the eyes of the public. You say he has no appetite to eat. To him, the world, which is already boring, is even more boring.

I used to be able to pursue delicious food, but now everything I eat has no taste...

He doesn't want to continue living like this.

"It's very simple to cure your anorexia. Lan Nu and I can just make a pill for you." Tang Xiaobao said solemnly, "I have all the herbs ready. I just need a cauldron for refining the medicine. Do you have one here?"

The fat man shook his head: "How can I have that thing? I have collected quite a few in the Marshal's Mansion in Heaven, but I really can't take them out now."

"It's okay, go find a blue and white porcelain, preferably from the Song Dynasty. I have experience in refining medicine with that thing." Tang Xiaobao had an idea and started to fool around again.

Unexpectedly, the fat man didn't take it seriously at all: "What do I think? It's just blue and white porcelain. Come on, I have a lot upstairs, pick one for yourself."

sweat!

The corners of Tang Xiaobao's mouth twitched.

many?

Then we have to find a way to get a few.

After going upstairs, in a study, Tang Xiaobao was shocked by the room full of ancient books.

There are quite a lot of blue and white porcelain, at least more than twenty pieces, scattered in a corner.

The fat man explained: "When I had the divine ring, I just collected some of them. They were not valuable at that time."

Khan, Tang Xiaobao understood.

The fat man has lived for tens of thousands of years and of course he has experienced the Yuan Dynasty. To people today, these are antiques, but to the fat man, they are just his daily utensils and naturally are not precious at all.

Tang Xiaobao felt sad when he saw that several fine blue and white porcelains were covered with dust.

"Okay, pick three for me." Tang Xiaobao said, "They should be of good quality. The chances of making a pill are higher."

"Three are not enough, I'll give you five. Or you can move them all over. They take up space here anyway, and you can exchange them for some money. Just consider it as my medical fee." The fat man said generously.

Tang Xiaobao was shocked.

You actually gave me all these twenty-plus pieces of blue and white porcelain?

What the hell.

It’s posted, it’s posted, it’s really posted this time!

One piece can be sold for tens of millions, and twenty or so pieces would be worth hundreds of millions of Chinese yuan.

I made a lot of money from this medical visit.

"Why don't you sell them?" Tang Xiaobao waved his hand, put all the blue and white porcelain into the ring, and couldn't help asking.

"I don't have much of anything, but I have a lot of money." The fat man said proudly.

Tang Xiaobao asked embarrassedly: "How much money do you have?"

"I don't know myself, but it's a lot." The fat man seemed to have never cared about money.

Tang Xiaobao sighed and expressed his understanding.

This is a god, so cool. To him, the money in this world has no appeal at all.

Moreover, if he wanted to make money, the restaurant was secondary. Just the room full of antiques collected from ancient times would be enough for him to use for hundreds of years.

Besides, he doesn't seem to spend much money.

Going out by flying, cooking at home, not having to eat out, and saving on travel expenses, how much money can you save...

"Is there a quiet place? I want to make the elixir and can't be disturbed." Tang Xiaobao coughed. He accepted the benefits and got so many treasures. It was time to get down to business.

The fat man said, "This is a good place. Outsiders can't get in at all. There is a magic circle here, so we won't be disturbed."

Tang Xiaobao suddenly understood.

No wonder such a house full of treasures has not been stolen for so many years. It turns out there is a magic circle.

He is worthy of being a god. A lean camel is stronger than a horse, and a phoenix without hair is no better than a chicken... Oh, this sentence is not right. Anyway, he has a solid foundation that no mortal can compare to.

"Why don't you leave?" Tang Xiaobao waited for a while and asked the fat man.

"Ah? I can't stay either?" The fat man was stunned.

"Secret recipe, you know." Tang Xiaobao laughed.

The fat man was not convinced: "In the past, when Taishang Laojun wanted to make elixirs, I could come in and out and watch as I pleased. I don't understand alchemy, so what does it matter?"

"You don't understand, what are you looking at? Are you going out or not?" Tang Xiaobao glared.

Hey, the fat guy was convinced by this trick and retreated obediently.

In front of the fat man, Lan Nu had been hiding in the magic ring. He just floated out at this moment and looked at the room full of treasures floating in the air excitedly. He said excitedly: "Master, we are rich. If we move all these things away, we can sell them for a lot of money."

Birds of a feather flock together. If you get close to Tang Xiaobao, you will become a money-grubber.

Lan Nu was deeply influenced by Tang Xiaobao and became a little money-loving girl. At this moment, her eyes were shining and she was floating around happily, with her eyes still shining.