Only then did Luo Fan remember that Uncle Zhao had mentioned his father to him more than once.
After the old man lost his wife a few years ago, he lived alone at the foot of Lotus Mountain.
His daily routine was farming, boxing, eating, and sleeping.
Work at sunrise and rest at sunset.
He didn't care about the world at all!
It was their first time riding a shared bicycle.
However,
The old man was obviously very reasonable.
If his child made a mistake, as an elder, he should also be responsible.
Even though he had been explained for a long time, he still had no idea what a movie was.
However, he still agreed.
"Gu gu ~"
It was the voice coming from the little boy's stomach.
Because he had practiced kung fu, the sound of his hungry stomach was obviously louder than other children!
"Let's go! Uncle Zhao!" Luo Fan said," Get in the car. I'll treat you to dinner!" There's no limit to alcohol and tobacco!"
Hearing this, Zhao Fu immediately ran over and picked up his son.
"Let's go! Let's go to the best restaurant nearby!"
Luo Fan wasn't considered wealthy now.
It was not a problem for him to go to a high-end restaurant for a meal.
Moreover, Old Master Zhao Xuan's status was not to be underestimated.
Not long after,
They arrived at the " best restaurant " that Zhao Fu had mentioned.
There was a huge sign with six big words on it.
Rice Noodles Stir-Fried in a Casserole.
Zhao Fu carried Zhao Wu out of the car and threw him to the ground as soon as he entered.
"Sixth Brother, I'm here! Old rules! Double!"
The boss's loud and clear voice echoed from inside.
"Alright! Brother Zhao, please take a seat. The dishes will be served in ten minutes!"
Just like that, the three of them sat at a small square table outside the restaurant.
The posture was exactly the same.
Only Zhao Wu was lying on the ground. His hind legs suddenly twitched before he stopped moving.
Luo Fan reminded,
"Sir, why don't you send your son to the hospital first?”
Old Master Zhao Xuan said,"
"No need. I know what to do."
"I woke up in half an incense stick."
"After all, he is now considered your subordinate. You still have to give him some face.”
Zhao Fu added,"
"Don't worry, Qinghan! If my father says he will wake up in half an incense stick's time, then he will definitely wake up in half an incense stick's time!”
Zhao Fu stretched out his leg and stepped on Zhao Wu's waist.
"This…is a common occurrence!"
Luo Fan was relieved and went to the table as well.
Soon, the casserole stew, the casserole pork sausage, the casserole mixed meat…came to a complete set!
Luo Fan finally understood why Old Master Zhao said this was the "best restaurant".
The taste was indeed superb!
Halfway through the meal, Zhao Fu suddenly remembered something.
He took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket.
Zhao Xuan sighed and said,
"I already told you, cigarettes are not good!”
"It's fine if you smoke a few cigarettes a day, but I think you smoke all day!”
"No wonder your martial arts have been getting worse and worse over the years.”
Zhao Fu opened the cigarette box respectfully.
"Father, how would I dare to smoke in front of you!”
"Besides, this is a public place.”
"These are Chinese medicine pills that Xiao Luo gave me to help me recuperate. I felt fine after eating two of them.”
"Didn't I remember to show you my filial piety?”
Old Master Zhao Xuan didn't care at first.
After all, he was proficient in pharmacology.
In this world, traditional Chinese medicine had declined, and there was no good prescription that could match his eyes.
However,
Zhao Fu had just opened the cigarette box.
Old Master Zhao Xuan's eyes widened!
He waved his hand.
The two of them had already picked up one.
He looked at the color carefully and sniffed it.
"Emperor Grass! Xuanzhen Leaf! Furthermore, it was brewed with Hundred Flower Jade Dew!”
"The effect of this medicine, Fu, if you take one, it will be enough to extend your lifespan by five years!”
" My meridians are more unobstructed than yours. If I take enough…"
"I'm afraid 150 years old is nothing!”
Puff!
Zhao Fu coughed out a mouthful of stew!
"Father, I remember correctly. You're 101 this year, right?”
"Why do you like to joke around when you're old?”
"How can there be…"
Pa!
Zhao Xuan patted the back of Zhao Fu's head.
"What do you know at such a young age!"
"When have I ever joked?”
"Wait! Who did you say gave you this divine medicine?”
Zhao Fu wiped his mouth and pointed at Luo Fan." Xiao Luo gave it to me!" He gave me nine."
"This brat is rude!"
Old Master Zhao Xuan slapped Zhao Fu again.
"You've already taken two pills, extending your lifespan by ten years!”
"To you, it's a great kindness of rebirth!”
"How can you not use honorifics to address me as Savior?”
As he spoke,
Old Master Zhao Xuan looked at Luo Fan and asked,"
"May I ask which expert refined this medicine?”
"This old man wants to pay a visit.”
"This person's skills are so high. He must be a recluse who walks the Great Dao alone.”
"I wonder…if I can reveal a thing or two?”
Luo Fan thought to himself,'How could there be any hermit expert?'
But he couldn't expose the system.
Hence, he casually said,"
"Old Master, to be honest, I made this medicine myself.”
"It was just a coincidence."
"Not worth mentioning."
Who knew that something would happen after he said that!
Zhao Xuan looked at Luo Fan differently!
"Little friend, you have hidden your abilities well!"
"This temperament, this indifference, this free and easy, can be counted on one hand in the world!”
"With your qualifications, you are enough to be on the same level as me!”
"Little Fu's talent is inferior. He's only a few years older than you, so it's really inappropriate for him to be a generation older than you!”
"Today, I will make the decision!"
Zhao Xuan kicked Zhao Fu.
"Stand up! Listen up!"
"From today onwards, you shall address this young friend of mine as Duke Luo!”
"Treat him as respectfully as you treat me!”
"Do you remember?"
Zhao Fu didn't dare to go against his father and immediately nodded.
"Then why aren't you serving tea?"
Right at this moment,
Zhao Wu woke up. After looking at the situation at the scene, he consciously got up and moved a stool to sit beside him.
And then!
He saw his father holding a bowl of tea and respectfully handing it to Luo Fan.
"Give tea to Old Master Luo!"
Zhao Wu rubbed his eyes fiercely.
"Why am I dreaming?"
"Besides,"
"This dream. It's so f * cking strange!"
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