Chapter 266

When Liu Muye and Han Juyou walked to the main venue of the luncheon, the two receptionists at the door immediately said to them with the most "gentle" professional fake smile: "Please come in."

Han Juyou nodded, said nothing, and just glanced at Liu Muye.

Liu Muye said: "Is your young master in there?"

"Is it Young Master Beichen?"

"Yes."

"He is, he is playing chess with the old man."

"Playing chess? I know a little bit about it, take me to see."

"Okay."

The receptionist waved to a young waiter and said to him: "Take these two distinguished guests to find Young Master Beichen."

"Okay, please follow me, two distinguished guests."

Led by the waiter, Liu Muye and Han Juyou walked through the banquet hall and came to the door of a room. The waiter knocked on the door.

"Dongdong~"

"Who?"

Jiang Beichen's voice came from the room.

Without waiting for the waiter to speak, Liu Muye said, "I, Liu Muye."

Jiang Beichen heard Liu Muye's voice and immediately said, "It's Mr. Liu, come in quickly, the door is not locked!"

Liu Muye stretched out his hand, and before he touched the door handle, the door of the room was opened.

The person who opened the door was... Nangong Ye?

Liu Muye looked at Nangong Ye with a strange look in his eyes, as if asking, "Why are you here?"

Nangong Ye saw Liu Muye's doubts and said directly, "Yu Rou and I are here to see Old Master Jiang."

"Oh oh."

Liu Muye nodded and walked into the house with Han Juyou.

This room should be a tea room. There is a large wooden tea table in the room. On the antique shelf opposite the tea table, there are various teas and tea sets.

The eighty-year-old Old Master Jiang sat in front of the main seat of the tea table, drinking tea and playing with his mobile phone. When he saw Liu Muye entering the room, he immediately raised his head and smiled kindly at Liu Muye.

Grandpa Jiang's name is Jiang Anrong. He is very thin, but the kind of thinness is healthy. Unlike some elderly people who are eighty years old and are only skinny and have dark skin and age spots, Grandpa Jiang has a ruddy complexion and looks like a man who is about to turn eighty.

Jiang Beichen sat next to his grandfather, holding his mobile phone in his hand. Shangguan Yurou sat opposite him. The seat next to her should be Nangong Ye's, because there was a cup of steaming tea in front of the seat.

Jiang Beichen stood up and introduced to his grandfather: "Grandpa, this is what I told you, Liu Muye from the Shangjing Liu family, my good friend, and that is his girlfriend, Han Juyou."

Jiang Anrong listened to his grandson's introduction, stood up immediately, and smiled more brightly. He said: "Thank you two children for being willing to accompany me on my birthday. I am very happy today!"

"Junior has met Grandpa Jiang." Liu Muye walked up quickly and shook hands with Grandpa Jiang.

Han Juyou also imitated Liu Muye and said, "Junior greets Grandpa Jiang."

Jiang Anrong shook hands with the two in turn, and then said with a smile, "Okay, okay, hahaha, sit down and have a cup of tea."

After that, he personally poured a cup of hot tea for Liu Muye and Han Juyou.

Liu Muye respectfully held the teacup and took a sip of the tea handed by Jiang Anrong. After taking a sip, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Is this dragon meat?"

"I know the goods, I like it!" Jiang Anrong nodded and said, "This is indeed Jiulongke cinnamon. There are not many young people like you who know tea now."

Liu Muye said very modestly, "I know a little bit."

Han Juyou, who was standing aside, finished the cup of tea and just felt a little sweetness in his mouth and the tea flavor was very strong. He didn't taste anything special about this tea, let alone what kind of tea it was.

Han Juyou lowered his voice and asked curiously in Liu Muye's ear, "How do you know what kind of tea this is?"

I am the author, and I wrote all the books. How can I not know what kind of tea this is!

Of course, Liu Muye couldn't say that to Han Juyou.

He responded in a low voice: "I don't know either, because it's written on the tea packaging box next to him, so I just guessed."

Han Juyou was stunned when he heard it, and his originally lively eyes suddenly widened, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Then, the corners of his mouth rose slightly uncontrollably, wanting to laugh but forcibly holding it back, the expression on his face was very subtle, and he could only look at Liu Muye helplessly, as if his eyes were saying: "Did you learn this from me?"

Jiang Anrong said to the two: "Don't stand, sit down quickly, I still have to play chess with my grandson, please don't blame me for not taking good care of him."

After Jiang Anrong finished speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and continued to play.

In fact, Liu Muye felt a little strange when he entered the room. The doorman said that they were playing chess. After entering the room, they didn't see the chessboard, but saw Jiang Anrong and Jiang Beichen playing with a mobile phone there.

Could it be an electronic version of chess?

Liu Muye thought about it and asked politely: "Are you playing chess on your phone?"

Jiang Anrong nodded and said: "Yes, the chess my grandson recommended to me is quite interesting. I am a little obsessed with chasing three stars and five mana."

"Uh uh, ah? Three stars and five mana?"

Listening to Jiang Anrong's words, Liu Muye's mouth was wide open, and his eyes became clear.

Jiang Beichen took the time to look up and asked Liu Muye: "Doesn't Liu Shao play auto chess?"

"I play, but..." Liu Muye said with a bit of a laugh, "Did you teach your grandfather to play auto chess?"

"Yeah." Jiang Beichen nodded and said, "My grandpa likes to play this."

Jiang Anrong said to his grandson: "Don't talk for now, improve the quality."

Seeing this scene, Liu Muye and Han Orange Pomelo were shocked. It turned out that the 80 -year -old uncle's aunt was not a fake news in the game!

Nangong said with a smile, "Look, I said all, and checked up and chess!"

Shangguan Yurou looked at Nangong Yan's stupid look, and said with a cry and laughing, "Hush, shut up!"

"oh."

Liu Muye would not play chess and Go, but when he said his own chess, he still knew a little or two, so he pointed out his father Jiang.

"This lineup is not good. In the later period, the main C injury cannot keep up. The front row can't carry it. Grandpa Jiang listened to me. If you still have the opportunity now, change the formation."

"How to change the array?"

"You first ..."

Under Liu Muye's instructions, Mr. Jiang took Jiang Beichen to win the first victory and won the first place, which can be regarded as a reverse wind.

After winning the game, Jiang Anrong's eyes became more kind to see Liu Makino's eyes. He gave a thumbs up and praised: "Liu Xiaoyou is exquisite, and he will give me more."

Jiang Beichen rushed Liu Muye and smiled, and said to his grandpa with some kind.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Anrong nodded with Jiang Beichen impatiently, and then turned his head and said to Liu Muye, "Liu Xiaoyou after a banquet, let's re -cook tea for chess."

"Uh ... good ..."

Liu Muye scratched his head, and he realized a problem later:

Didn't TM say that I came to be a spectator, how to play a game is inexplicable and I became friends with Father Jiang?

What am I doing? Intersection

Liu Muye turned his head and looked at Han Orange Pomelo.

The expression of Han Orange Pomelo is similar to him. She also looks aggressive, as if asking: "What are you doing?"

Nympho

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