The pastoral life of the grass tribe chief

Lu Yao and his two companions went up to the second floor and collapsed onto the expensive leather sofa.

"It's so comfortable to lie on a rich person's sofa."

"Wife, bring out the best wine."

"You bastard, you drink every day, you get drunk every day, and you sleep alone every day."

"Tch, you don't sound like you are."

It wasn't the first time the three of them had visited Li Yunbo's house, and they were classmates who had played together since childhood, so they didn't feel awkward at all.

Li Yunbo brought over four red wine glasses and a wonton cup, then took out a bottle of AOC wine worth several thousand yuan from the wine cabinet and placed it on the coffee table. He then went to the room to get peanuts, cashews, melon seeds, and local braised delicacies as appetizers.

Lu Chong picked up the wine from the coffee table and poured three glasses.

Lu Yao got up from the sofa and went to the other side of the wine cabinet to take a bottle of Taibai wine.

Lu Yao never thought he was good at appreciating wine.

In his eyes, a good wine is one that tastes good, regardless of its price.

He prefers baijiu (Chinese liquor) to wine.

He opened the Taibai wine, filled the wonton cup, and downed it in one gulp.

"ah--"

He just loves its crisp, refreshing taste.

"Dry."

Li Yunbo sat down next to Lu Yao, raised his wine glass, and clinked it with the three of them.

The four had just taken a couple of sips when Lu Yang came up, followed by several of his elementary school classmates, both boys and girls.

When everyone met, there was naturally a round of pleasantries.

"If you want any drink, just go to the fridge and get it yourself."

Li Yunbo said.

None of these classmates drink alcohol.

"Lu Yao, I heard you're not working in Huacheng anymore, but instead farming and raising fish at home?"

The female student wearing glasses asked.

Her classmates who came with her also looked at Lu Yao.

"Everyone says that staring at a computer or using a soldering iron all day has a big impact on fertility. I'm going to be even worse off if I have to stare at a computer and use a soldering iron all day. It's better to get out of this situation as soon as possible."

"Besides using a soldering iron, I don't know how to do anything else, so I had no choice but to go home and farm and raise fish."

Lu Yaodao.

"You're still as funny as ever."

Everyone laughed, not believing him at all; there must be another reason.

"I heard you broke up with your girlfriend of many years?"

The male student wearing glasses glanced at the female student sitting furthest away from Lu Yao as he spoke.

In her third year of junior high, her roommates told her that she called out Lu Yao's name several times in her dreams, and that's when they realized she had a crush on Lu Yao.

She didn't come out to clarify anything.

After graduating from junior high school, Lu Yao was admitted to the county's key high school, while she went to an ordinary high school.

After graduating from high school, she failed to get into university and went out to work. She is still unmarried.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she still didn't say anything. She glanced at Lu Yao and then lowered her head to drink her beverage.

We broke up.

Lu Yao said calmly.

Even if he never marries, he will never fall in love with her.

It wasn't that he felt she wasn't good enough for him; she wasn't his type.

He is very calm about relationships, even to the point of being cruel and ruthless.

If you don't like someone, you won't give them any illusions.

Lu Chong always talks a lot of nonsense when he drinks. Just as he was about to say something, Lu Yao's phone rang.

"You guys talk, I'll go answer the phone."

Lu Yao picked up his phone, stood up, and went to the balcony.

It was Zhang Lin calling.

"Where should we drink now?"

Zhang Lin asked.

"My wife is here with her elementary school classmates."

"Didn't the madman invite you to a drinking contest?"

Zhang Lin's mother was from the same village as the eccentric man's maternal grandfather, and they were also related by marriage. She knew several of the eccentric man's uncles.

Even when the madman and his uncle were drinking together, they would always invite Zhang Lin along.

"I've already looked for one. I drank quite a bit at my New Year's Eve dinner, so how could I dare to go and drink with those drunkards?"

"I heard from the madman that he donated 500 to rebuild the ancestral hall in your village, so I will also donate 500."

"I feel a little dizzy, I'll take a nap first, I have to get up at midnight to set off firecrackers."

"Drink as much as you like."

Zhang Lin transferred 500 yuan to Lu Yao.

"Remember to bring ten boxes of fireworks on the second day of the Lunar New Year, five boxes of 50-shot fireworks and five boxes of 100-shot fireworks."

"I'll transfer the money to you later."

"it is good."

Don't forget.

"Absolutely not."

Lu Yao turned to go back to the living room, but his gaze was suddenly drawn to a potted plant on the balcony, and he couldn't help but walk over.

This is a pot of white flowers; if you don't look closely, you might mistake it for a daffodil.

"Is this flower rare?"

Seeing that Lu Yao hadn't gone in for so long, Li Yunbo came out to check, only to find him muttering to himself while looking at a pot of flowers.

Anything that can pique his interest must be extraordinary.

"Do you know its name?"

Lu Yao asked.

Saffron.

"It was a gift from Lao Peng."

Li Yunbo said.

"It also has a nicer name, saffron."

"It is a precious Chinese medicine, and the price of a high-grade one can be tens of thousands of yuan per kilogram."

"Authentic saffron is classified into four grades from low to high: Grade 2, Grade 1, Grade 1, Grade 2, and Grade 1. The difference lies in the thickness of the stamens."

"Taking it like this is level two, taking it like this is level one..."

Lu Yao extracted a flower stamen and taught Li Yunbo how to distinguish between levels.

Li Yunbo was not surprised that he knew so much about saffron.

In the past, when they got injured in fights, as long as it wasn't a broken bone or muscle, this guy would use Chinese herbal medicine to stop the bleeding and apply it to the wound, which saved them from being beaten by their parents many times.

This guy would sometimes even use Chinese herbal medicines to experiment on them; looking back now, he was truly ignorant and fearless.

"If you like it, move it back."

The same thing can have different values ​​in the hands of different people.

Take saffron, for example. To him, it's just a pretty potted plant, but to someone who understands its value, it's a precious Chinese medicine.

"I only need two bulbs, give me a bag."

Lu Yao dug up two bulbs with withered stems and leaves and put them in a bag.

"Old Yang said that many female classmates went back to their parents' homes in the second year of junior high school and invited their elementary school classmates to go to karaoke."

Li Yunbo said.

"Make him treat us."

Lu Yao was sometimes speechless at Lu Yang's shamelessness.

Li Yunbo smiled but didn't say anything.

He only agreed to Lu Yang's requests because of Lu Yao; otherwise, he wouldn't bother with Lu Yang at all.

As classmates, it's fine to treat him to late-night snacks, drinks, and karaoke, but we can't treat him like a sucker and take advantage of him at will.

No matter how rich he is, it depends on whether he spends his money wisely.

The two returned to the living room, where Lu Yang was talking animatedly.

The others listened with great interest.

Lu Yao put the bag of saffron aside and went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Everyone sat for about eleven o'clock before the classmates Lu Yang had called went back first.

"We're going back too, and we're going to set off firecrackers."

Lu Yao put the leftover Taibai wine back where it was.

He's single, so it doesn't matter how late he drinks.

Lu Changping is different. His two children are still young, and although his wife tells them to play as much as they want, they can't stay out too late.

"Why go back so soon? Are you afraid your wife will eat you alive?"

"I can go wherever I want, and stay out as late as I want, and my family won't dare to say a word."

Like Lu Chong, Lu Yang blushes when he drinks.

Despite his tough talk, he's faster than anyone else when a phone call comes in.

Lu Chong was so drunk that his face and ears were flushed, and he could barely keep his eyes open.

"You two can drink here until dawn. I'll have my wife take us home first."

Lu Yao picked up the bag, called Lu Changping, and was about to leave.

"Let's go, let's go."

Lu Yang was somewhat displeased and nudged Lu Chong a few times.

Lu Chong finished the wine in his glass in one gulp, then stood up, leaning on the corner of the coffee table, swaying as if about to fall again.

Seeing this, Lu Yao could only help him up.

"You clean up the table."

Lu Yao said to Li Yunbo.

"It's okay, I'll pack it up slowly."

Li Yunbo followed him downstairs.