"My nephew has a heart." Fang Shibo also put on a solemn face, and took the "Shengong Kaiwu".
He is still very satisfied with this gift.
Tianji Continent advocates literature and martial arts, and many cultivation families are also scholarly families. As the master of a palace, even if he is not interested in those who care about him, he must be arty. Knowing how many people have passed it down from generation to generation, putting it in the study can add a bit of scholarly atmosphere.
Of course, at this time, Hall Master Fang would never know that from the time the book was placed on the ground to when it fell into Ye Wuse's hands, there were not a few hands in total. Ye Wuse's credit is due to him alone. This guy forgets to sleep and eat while reading. He is really hardworking.
"My lord uncle, I have nothing to give away, only this ancestral iron pot, I hope you don't dislike it." The fat man offered a big pot with both hands.
I have to admit that Fatty Bai's appearance at this time is so simple, his eyes are so sincere, and his expression is so solemn, but I don't know why, why does Palace Master Fang want to beat people so much?
Others give alchemy stoves, belts, and ancient books. Anyway, it's a good occasion. What do you mean by sending a pot? Could it be that our Fang family has been cooking directly with fire all these years.
After staring at the fat man for a while, Fang Shibo finally took the iron pot.
The meeting gifts of the first few people were all accepted, if he was the only one who didn't accept them, wouldn't it appear that he was too philistine to judge people with things?
Fortunately, this iron pot does look full of ancient vicissitudes, even half of the ear is missing, it looks like an antique, maybe it is someone else's ancestral thing, even if you don't like it, you can keep it as an antique OK.
"Fenghua, I have accepted all of your wishes. As an uncle, I am really relieved. Now" The original intention was to look for Fenghua's bad luck, but I didn't know that I accidentally reunited with my long-lost relatives. , Fang Shibo felt that something was wrong all over his body, and he didn't want to hang out with Gu Fenghua and the others any longer, so he hurried straight to the point.
"It's fine for uncle to accept it, but please don't alienate us. We give you a meeting gift out of respect for the elders from the younger generation. If you return the gift to us, then you will look down on us.
If Uncle Ran finds out, he doesn¡¯t know how he will reprimand us. If it spreads, others will laugh at us for being favored and arrogant. " Before he could get to the point, Gu Fenghua waved his hands in fear and said.
"" Fang Shibo looked at Gu Fenghua in astonishment: When did I say I was going to return the gift, which ear of yours could tell that I was going to return the gift?
Everyone around was dumbfounded. Obviously stunned by Gu Fenghua's routine.
? Especially Fatty Bai and his bad friends, who worshiped Gu Fenghua even more in their hearts.
Look at this coquettish operation, look at how deep this routine is!
Although I never thought about returning the gift at all, Gu Fenghua's words reminded Fang Shibo that the younger generation gave you a meeting gift. If you didn't return the gift, wouldn't you be laughed out of your teeth and despised to the core if you spread the word? ?
"No, since you call me uncle, there must be a gift this time!" How could the majestic master of the palace be so ignorant of advances and retreats and ignorance of etiquette?
Fang Shibo said resolutely, and at the same time inserted his divine sense into the storage bracelet, preparing to find a suitable return gift for several people.
It's a pity that he came to Misty Cloud Valley today to seek Fenghua's bad luck, and he didn't expect such an event at all, so how could he prepare a suitable gift in return. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com