"Thank you, Mr. Hu!"
Liu Qingyan and Elder Liu quickly got up, bowed, and saluted.
"We shall never forget the kindness of imparting the teachings!"
"No problem, no problem." Hu Yijun reached out to help them up, "It's not some secret teaching, you may also pass it on to your blood relatives."
Liu Qingyan and Elder Liu thanked him again before returning to their seats.
...
After lunch, Lu Zheng went directly to the cellar and brought out ten jars of Wuliangye.
He was about to call Old Huang to load the wine jars onto the carriage to send them to Hu Zhou's home, but was stopped by Hu Yijun.
Then, Hu Yijun stepped forward, gently stroked the jars, and they disappeared into thin air.
Storage equipment!
The essential novice gear for protagonists traveling across all worlds!
But I don't have one yet!
Lu Zheng clearly felt the magical power emanating from what looked like a brass bracelet on Hu Yijun's wrist.
Hu Yijun sniffed and nodded with satisfaction.
