"It seems that this tea is really not simple!"

Thinking like this, Sun Fuan looked up at Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei, and found that they had a smile on the corner of their mouths.

"Looks like they really have a lot of confidence in it!"

When he spoke like this, Sun Fuan took a deep breath.

Soon, Sun Fuan stretched out his hand very gently, and after that, he directly lifted the lid of the purple clay pot, and as he gently lifted the lid, a stream of hot air spread rapidly......

With the spread of the heat, Sun Fuan clearly smelled the aroma of tea that intoxicated him......

In an instant, he felt that he was in the middle of a vast tea plantation.

Around him, countless tea pickers sang and danced while picking tea......

"What a scene of life!"

With such excitement, he looked at Hu Xiaobei and said, "Xiaobei, this tea ......"

Hearing Sun Fu'an speak, the corners of Hu Xiaobei's mouth twitched slightly, "Uncle Sun, you taste the taste first to see if it suits your appetite." ”

"Good!"

After nodding vigorously, Sun Fuan quickly picked up the purple clay pot, and very quickly, he poured a cup for his father first......

When he had poured it, he took a cup and poured himself a glass.

When the tea was about to overflow, he put down the purple clay pot and couldn't wait to pick up the teacup.

In an instant, he looked at the crystal clear tea in the teacup with great seriousness......

The pale golden tea made him seem to swallow a mouthful of saliva subconsciously......

Taking a deep breath, he took a quick taste!

The moment the golden tea touched the tip of his tongue, Sun Fuan's whole body trembled.

Soon, he let out a faint breath.

At this time, he was really going to cry.

Because the taste of this tea is so fantastic.

As a member of the party, he likes to drink tea, and he has really drunk too much good tea before.

But he was really sure that the tea he was drinking now was the best.

With a heartfelt admiration, he looked at his father and said, "Father......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his father speak in a low voice, "Don't speak, drink tea carefully." ”

"Yes!"

After nodding vigorously, he took another sip, and the next second, he closed his eyes with a look of intoxication......

Seeing their expressions so excited, Hu Xiaobei knew that they really liked this tea.

Hu Xiaobei knew that this was normal, after all, compared to ordinary tea, the tea that was transformed by his own Jiumu True Qi was much stronger......

......

"Hehe, this time, the old grandson is probably really going to die!"

At this time, outside, there was an old man of the same age as Sun Fuan's father who was humming a little song and walking towards this side.

His name is Xue Zhengming, and he is also a retired cadre.

When he was young, he had a very good relationship with Sun Fuan's father, Sun Haiyang.

Because both of them like to drink tea, they often drink tea together.

Later, both men got good tea.

Because they both firmly believe that the tea they get is the best, the two of them compare all day long, but they have never been able to distinguish the winner or loser.

This made him very depressed......

This time, his friend found a 3,000-year-old tea tree deep in the mountains and plucked some tea from it.

After he got them, he took them directly to Sun Haiyang as if he were a treasure.

In his opinion, this time he definitely won, because this is an ancient tree, and the taste of the tea leaves it grows is absolutely impeccable.

......

"Old grandson, you lost this time, I ......"

As soon as he pushed open the door, Xue Zhengming shouted excitedly, but before he finished shouting, he saw Sun Haiyang holding a teacup and sipping tea very intoxicated.

"Well, what kind of tea can make him show such a fascinated expression!"

After muttering a little suspiciously, Xue Zhengming leaned over, but as soon as he took two steps, he found that Sun Fuan was also intoxicated.

"Could it be that the old grandson is also very lucky and has also got very good tea?"

Muttering like this, he was suddenly stunned, and the next second, his nose moved slightly.

With the gentle stirring of his nose, he smelled a hint of the fragrance that lifted his spirits......

"This ...... Is this the smell of tea?

Muttering like this, he couldn't wait to rush towards the pavilion.

Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei heard very hurried footsteps, and after turning their heads, they saw the person who suddenly appeared!

Startled, they were just about to say something, when they saw that the old man was eager to pour himself a cup of tea.

Looking at his fiery appearance, Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei swallowed all the words they wanted to say, because they knew that even if he opened his mouth now, he might not necessarily take care of himself, because his eyes were full of pale golden tea now.

"That's what I smelled just now. ”

After bringing the pale golden tea to his eyes, he muttered to himself, and in the next second, he tasted it gently without hesitation.

After tasting it, his whole body trembled, and soon, he cried directly......

No way, this tea tastes amazing......

He was almost about to cry, he opened his eyes and looked at Sun Haiyang, who was still intoxicated, and said in shock: "Old Sun, you are still amazing, you can get such tea." Tell me, where did you get that?

He was nervous when he asked like this......

In the past, he had absolute confidence in the tea leaves he collected from the 3,000-year-old ancient tea tree.

He thought it would kill any other variety of tea in seconds, but now, he knew that he had thought too much about it before, because the taste of his tea was too much different from this one.

Hearing the shocking opening, Sun Haiyang opened his eyes and smiled slightly, he quipped, "Old Xue, who let you drink my tea?"

Rubbing his nose a little depressed, Xue Zhengming said quickly, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me where you got this tea?"

"Hehe, you're in a hurry, since you're in a hurry, then I won't tell you!"

"You...... You bastard!"

Seeing Xue Zhengming's angry appearance, Sun Haiyang waved his hand and said, "After so many years, your temper is still so stinky!"

"You're not much better than me!"

"A little stronger is also stronger!"

After saying this, Sun Haiyang looked at Hu Xiaobei and said, "The cultivator of this tea is this young man named Hu Xiaobei. ”

Hearing Sun Haiyang's words, Xue Zhengming quickly turned his head to look at Hu Xiaobei......

In the next second, he said with a sluggish face: "Young man, is this tea really cultivated by you?"

"Yes, old man. ”

As he spoke, Hu Xiaobei handed over the box of tea he brought.

Xue Zhengming took it cautiously, took it in his hand and looked at it carefully a few times, and then he sincerely admired: "Heroes are young people! Young man, do you want to sell this tea? I want to buy it! No matter what the price is, I want to buy it!"

(End of chapter)