readx(); Tang An stopped what was in his hands and opened the door until the food delivery guy knocked on the door. Considering Sang Yueye’s current posture sitting cross-legged on the ground, Tang An didn’t let the food delivery boy come in. He carried the big one. The lacquered wood carved food box is back.

Tang An took the food box, and the takeaway boy left. This beautiful luxury food box and the tableware in it were actually included with the takeaway!

It can be seen that this meal is definitely not cheap, Tang An thought about chopsticks with a hollow dragon pattern carved on the head of his chopsticks.

"It's dinner...how much is this meal?" Tang An couldn't help but ask, there is no way, as a poor person, he is always sensitive to prices.

"I don't know." Sang Yueye shook her head.

When Tang An was not working, Sang Yueye returned to normal, and she was not interested in anything but herself.

The five-layer food box contains six dishes, two soups, a fruit plate and twelve kinds of snacks. The serving size is not a lot, but it is exquisite enough. This kind of takeaway is beyond Tang An’s imagination, and it feels more luxurious than those so-called. The custom-made private dinners are more delicious.

"This tiger's head looks very similar to the one on your medicine bottle!" Tang An noticed a beautiful icon on the side of the food box, which was also a tiger head with the word "king" engraved on its head, just for benefit. The area available for play on the side of the food box is larger, and this tiger head has more detailed patterns and is more lifelike.

"Of course it looks like it, don't you find that in your life, in the streets and alleys, this tiger head, or all kinds of tiger heads can be seen everywhere?" Sang Yueye casually picked up the red wine bottle and poured it into her mouth. She took it out of Sang Mengmeng’s wine cabinet. Tang An had one bottle for her. She didn’t pay attention to the steps and etiquette of wine tasting. To her, red wine is the same as any beverage. The way to treat them.

Tang An thought about it for a while, and then suddenly said: "Yes, it seems that it is indeed like this... Yesterday, an airline painted the nose of the plane like a tiger with a menacing look. That's good."

"The tiger head is the coat of arms of the Sang family! So is the plane you mentioned! Don't think that this is only available in Europe. Important companies and organizations in the Sang family will have this logo as a trademark or badge... …For example, Tiger Electric, Tiger Mall, is a deformed side tiger head, you should have seen this." Sang Yueye drank a little wine, and seemed to talk more, "I think this tiger's head is very ugly. What do you think?"

"Very handsome." Tang An and Sang Yueye’s aesthetics are a bit different. As Sang Yueye said, this tiger head logo seems to be everywhere in life. As far as Tang An knows now, it includes hotels, aviation, and home appliances. Stores, e-commerce, and catering industries all have the Sang family's industry. Tang An can no longer imagine what kind of behemoth the Sang family is. The Sang family has surpassed Zhong Hai and is probably ranked among the richest families in China. NS.

"Do you know why the Sang family uses tigers as a symbol?" Sang Yueye said again.

Tang An also wanted to know about the family that his mother had served for many years, and shook his head, "Why? Is it because of the mighty tiger? Or does the image of the tiger conform to the Sang family's family culture, business philosophy, etc.?"

"Neither." Sang Yueye showed a mocking expression, "The Sang family chose this tiger logo because the Sang family's genealogy says that the Sang family is Wu Song's descendant."

"How could the Sang family be descendants of Wu Song?" Tang An used his mobile phone to Baidu at random. "The surname Sang has a very long history with complicated origins. It is a very old surname... It is said that it is descended from the Yellow Emperor, and there are descendants of Shennong as well. , But it has nothing to do with Wu Song, right?"

"That is the ordinary Sang family, that is the source of the Sang family other than our Sang family. Our family's genealogy says that we are descendants of Wu Song." Sang Yueye raised the wine bottle and touched the bottle with Tang An. , Took another bite.

The drink was a little anxious, and it was good enough, the wine overflowed from the corner of the mouth and dripped on the chest, revealing the skin of her chest wet, but Sang Yueye didn't care.

"The way you drink now is indeed a bit like the descendants of Wu Song." Tang An remembers the text of the previous three bowls but not the guard. Wu Song is very good at drinking. So is Sang Yueye. Sang Mengmeng came out to live with a wine cabinet. Obviously like it too.

"Come on, we won't be drunk or return tonight!" Sang Yueye laughed.

Except when she imitated Sang Mengmeng, Tang An was the first time she saw Sang Yueye showing her natural smile. I have to say, it's pretty good, especially because of her refreshing and neat look, which reminds Tang An. Zhang Yuying is not hypocritical at all, does not have the kind of reserved feeling of a girl, but he is quite comfortable to get along with.

"The Sang family uses tigers as a mark to commemorate your ancestor Wu Song's fight against tigers?" Tang An's brains were open for a moment. What started as a skin plaster and became the current commercial giant?"

"What are you talking about?" Sang Yueye laughed loudly, spitting out a sip of red wine, "Have you ever heard that anyone who sells tiger skin plaster can sell hundreds of billions of net worth? You soul chicken soup."

"Hundreds of billions of net worth!" Tang An took a deep breath, how many zeros is this? This is no longer an ordinary super rich, but the richest man.

But maybe it's just a huge quantifier. Sang Yueye is an adjective describing a lot of money, not a real number. How many billionaires are there in China?

"We don't sell tiger skin plasters. On the contrary, the tiger is a totem like a patron saint to the Sang family." Sang Yueye ignored Tang An's astonishment.

"How come? Isn't it Wu Song fighting the tiger?" Tang An felt overwhelmed. Since he is a descendant of Wu Song, using a tiger as a sign, of course, is to commemorate the mighty deeds of the ancestors fighting the tiger. As a patron saint?

"Wu Song's fight against the tiger is an erroneous story." Sang Yueye shook her head, "According to the records of our genealogy, Wu Song's fight against the tiger is not correct."

Then Sang Yueye talked about the story recorded in the genealogy:

On that day, Wu Song drank and walked all the way. The alcohol became vigorous and his whole body became scorched. He held a whistle in one hand and opened the clothes in front of his chest. The big bluestone put the whistle aside, turned his body, and was about to go to sleep, when a gust of wind blew, Wu Song suddenly felt aroused, and suddenly remembered that there are dragons and tigers in this world. After that gust of wind, I heard a thump from behind the chaotic tree, and a big white tiger with its hanging eyes came out.

Wu Song picked up the whistle stick in his hand and flashed it on the edge of the bluestone. He was shocked. While regretting that he should not have to go up the mountain alone, he ran into a tiger and prepared to fight to the death. In this forest, he wanted to escape. It's impossible.

As he was thinking, the tiger rushed over, Wu Song thought that he must avoid it. After the tiger's momentum avoided its sharpness, its stamina was insufficient. How did you know that the tiger turned around in the air and slapped Wu Song's head with a paw , Wu Song fainted immediately.

"It's over?" Tang An couldn't help but want to laugh. "Wu Song's story of fighting a tiger is that recorded in your Sang family's genealogy?"

Sang Yueye took a bite of the dish in his spare time and patted his chopsticks on the table, "Of course it's not over, how can the tiger become the patron saint of the Sang family? Don't worry, I will continue."

After Wu Song woke up, he found that he was in a cave with rock walls on all sides, and the entrance of the cave above his head, with dim sky light. It seemed that the whole night had passed.

Wu Song remembered what happened before he fainted, and quickly touched his body. Fortunately, there was no missing arm or leg, but he still had lingering fears. After all, he was slapped with a paw by a tiger, and he must have been scared to death. Wu Song didn't think he was still alive, so he began to look around.

But there was nothing around. Wu Song could only figure out how to climb into the cave, otherwise he would starve to death here. Wu Song suspected that this was the tiger’s lair, and threw him here just to raise him as food, and so on. Eat when you are hungry.

So Wu Song simply took off his clothes and pants, tore them into ropes, and tried his best to climb out of the cave.

"What then?" Tang An heard it quietly, this is simply an adventure story, there must be an adventure after Wu Song, and the tiger doesn't want to eat him!

"Then, of course, as soon as I climbed up into the cave, I'm just a tiger!"

Wu Song tried his best to climb up the cave. The white-fronted tiger squatted beside the cave, so scared that he almost fell back into the cave. After finally holding his mind, he stood up frightened. .

At this time the tiger spoke, "Msang-gong, are you hungry, let's have some barbecue?"

Speaking of this, the tiger grabbed a roast rabbit on the barbecue rack next to it in his paws and handed it over.

The tiger can talk! Also barbecue! Wu Song was there for a moment, but the roasted rabbit was really fragrant, and Wu Song was also terrible. He thought that he met the tiger demon today, and he couldn't run away. The big deal is death. Eat it first.

After eating the roasted rabbit, it was fragrant and drank a bowl of wine. Wu Song didn't want to die after he was full of food and drink, the tiger by the side.

"The Xianggong is a good man, let the slave family follow the Xianggong to fight the world!"

After the tiger said these words, she became a beautiful little lady, with plain clothes and skirts, standing aside quietly with an unspeakable taste of romance.

"What's going on..." Wu Song faced the tiger, and dared to rush up with a stick to fight to the death, but the tiger became a little lady, and he stammered a bit speechless.

"The Nujia is the tiger **** in the mountains. It is brave and powerful to meet the xianggong. If he is a person who can make great things, the nujia is willing to help the xianggong conquer the world." The little lady said, and then took out a set of armor and gave it to Wu Song: The Tiger God Battle Armor, once you become famous, come to seek slavery again."

After speaking, after Wu Song took the armor, the little lady turned into a whirlwind and flew away.

"This...I can only say that your ancestors have rich imagination." Tang An still finds it funny, there are too many similar stories in Chinese historical legends.

"It's not the richest..." Sang Yueye also laughed, "After that, Wu Song did the same thing as described in "Water Margin". First he went to Liangshan, then Zheng Fangla... But then it changed again. In the records of our ancestors, Grandpa Wu Song did not win the world. He returned to Yanggu County frustrated and opened a biscuits shop and a Chinese medicine shop with this little lady..."

Tang An was eating, and couldn't help laughing, and almost choked up. After drinking a sip, he said: "The Wu Dalang in the story of the emotional legend is actually Wu Song, and Pan Jinlian is the little lady. Does Ximen Qing have any? ?"

"Of course not, Wu Song and the little lady are very affectionate. Later, they started their fortunes from biscuits and traditional Chinese medicine shops, and it continues to this day. It is now the Sang family of our generation." Sang Yueye didn't smile. "Now the gossip scandal, It's easy to change, let alone a matter of hundreds of years ago? To say that the current historical records of Wu Song, Wu Dalang, Pan Jinlian and others are actually uncertain. On the contrary, I believe in our family tree."

"Then you also believe that the tiger became a little lady and followed your ancestor Wu Song~lightnovelpub.net~ and gave away the Tiger God armor?" Tang An didn't believe it at all, he knew that the beast spirit empire still had a tiger spirit family. But those tiger spirit tribes stayed honestly in the area controlled by cat spirit tribe, and the tiger spirit tribe who tried to rebel had been killed.

Sang Yueye sneered, "There is nothing you can't believe, there is nothing strange in this world."

Tang An was stunned. Fixed thinking is really hard to change. Think about your own situation, think about Nanmao, think about the mysterious island in the middle of the lake, this world is really strange, and the ancestors of the Sang family will become little ladies when they meet. What's so strange about the tiger tribe?

"In that case, your Sang family are actually the descendants of humans and tigers?" Tang An asked, carefully discussing these issues with Sang Yueye that sounded nonsense in the first year of the junior high school.

"No." Sang Yueye shook her head, "Wu Song didn't give birth to offspring with the little tiger lady, but married a second-hand family inheritance. Wu Song had committed some things that his name could no longer be used, so he changed his name to Sang. Because when he met Little Tiger Lady, it was under a big mulberry tree."

"How true is this story to you?" Tang An asked.

"You said it was a story, what do you think?" Sang Yueye said lightly.

"So is there any direct evidence? For example, what kind of Tiger God armor...this should be a family heirloom?" Tang An was curious, the name reminded Tang An of the "turkey warrior" of the Southern Cat King.

"You have asked too much..." Sang Yueye was too lazy to answer, and hiccuped, "Come on and drink!"

Tang An felt a little dizzy. Unconsciously, the two of them drank a bottle of red wine. The bottle that Sang Yueye lifted was a bit blurred.

"Dry!"

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