The old man's face looks like the cold wind of the winter of Sanjiu, which makes people feel depressed when they look at it.

The old man raised his arm, stood in front of me, and shook his head at me, it was obvious that he didn't want me to make a move, after all, this is someone's territory, so I had to nod lightly and retreat to my seat again!

Seeing that I went back again, the fat man's nervous expression just now was swept away again, thinking that I was afraid, so he quickly returned to his previous high-flying and domineering expression, looked at me and exclaimed, "How can you coax me?" Wasn't it quite good to pretend just now?

Seeing that you are not a local, you dare to do it with me, you will find death by yourself, and when I go back, you see how I ......"

However, before the fat man's words were finished, just when he was about to continue to intimidate me, the old man had slowly walked in front of him, and the next second, the old man directly raised his arm and pinched the fat man's face, and then I heard a crisp sound of "Gaba"!

When I looked more closely, I found that the fat man's chin had been removed by the old man very easily, and the fat man opened his mouth very embarrassed, and the next second he realized something, so after Ula Ula said a few words, he quickly covered his mouth and let out a howl similar to killing a pig.

Looking at the old man's very calm expression, I instantly realized that this was a master who could capture, and his position could be called fast and ruthless, which showed that this old man was really hidden.

The old man didn't pay attention to the fat man anymore, but nodded lightly at the two service staff around him, and the two service staff immediately understood, and walked out with the fat man on the left and right, presumably for him to be treated, and this fat man estimated that from today onwards, he would never have a chance to come here again.

The old man quickly returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, he smiled and apologized to us, and at the same time nodded to me, and then said: "This time please come to everyone, there is nothing else, just to reminisce as usual, at the same time, my master got a batch of good tea, but can not identify the authenticity, so I want to ask you to help screen it." ”

When the old man said this, there was a trace of excitement in the eyes of all the bigwigs present, it was obvious that this tea was very precious to them, and they had never seen it before.

At this time, I turned my head to look at Brother Haojie, lowered my voice and asked him: "The tea we are drinking now is already the second generation of Da Hong Pao, this kind of tea is extremely rare on the market, is there really a more precious tea in the world than the second generation of Da Hong Pao?" ”

As soon as I said this, I suddenly felt that my eyes lit up, and even a look of disbelief appeared on my face, and I looked at Brother Haojie with some excitement and asked, "Difficult, is it ......?"

The next words, I didn't continue, Brother Haojie nodded lightly, has confirmed the conjecture in my heart, to be honest, although I don't have so much research on tea, but just after tasting the second generation of Da Hong Pao just now, I have fully felt the charm of tea.

It is no wonder that in ancient times, tea could be circulated to Europe and became an important trade for ancient Chinese exports, in exchange for a large amount of real money.

These foreigners love tea so much, so it can be seen that this thing is indeed very precious, and it has its unique charm.

And Mr. Huang didn't seem to have a deep study of these teas, but looked at me and Brother Haojie with some curiosity, seeing that the two of us were even halfway through the conversation, he blinked helplessly, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many people around, it is estimated that he would definitely ask directly, but now he had to suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Just as we were talking about kung fu, the old man over there smiled faintly, then raised his arm, clapped his hands gently, and then, there was a smell of incense from upstairs again, and then there was a girl with a very beautiful appearance and a posture comparable to that of a first-line star, and walked down generously.

The girl was also holding a box in both hands, covered with a red cloth, and it was clear that the contents were very precious.

When the girl walked to the old man's side, the old man nodded at her slightly, and a sweet smile suddenly appeared on the girl's face, holding the box, walking to the middle of the crowd, and carefully placing the box on the table in the middle.

The old man also came forward from behind, and after nodding at us, he raised his arm to remove the red cloth from it, and I realized that the girl was not holding a box, but a tray with a transparent glass cover on it.

When the red cloth was lifted, all these extremely calm big bosses also stood up, stepped forward one after another, and surrounded the entire table inside and out.

We were on the periphery of the crowd, so we couldn't see what was in the glass enclosure right now, but within two seconds, there was a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

Obviously, the contents of the glass cover must have amazed this group of old-timers who have seen countless worlds.

At this time, I couldn't bear it anymore, and after nodding lightly to Brother Haojie, I walked in with Teacher Huang from the gap of this group of seniors.

When we squeezed into the crowd, we found that in the glass cover was a small plate made of white jade, and in the plate there was a small handful of something similar to grass roots, the color was a little black, but it looked old, and there were some leaves on it, and it was obvious that these were tea leaves.

And this tea is probably the legendary first generation of Da Hong Pao!

That is, the tea leaves picked from the mother tree of the big red robe.

Although I don't know much about tea, I can also see that every piece of tea in this first generation of Dahongpao looks very elegant, and it is obvious that it has gone through a lot of processes.

And the old-timers around me who understand tea are even more excited to take out the magnifying glass in their hands, where they carefully observe each piece of tea through the glass, as if they are appreciating a priceless handicraft.

In the crowd, there was Li Huanyin's father Li Jianguo, at this moment Li Jianguo had already brought his reading glasses, holding a magnifying glass with trembling fingers, just quietly looking at these tea leaves, and didn't say anything.

But for the first generation of Da Hong Pao, I don't have much research, and I don't know much about it, so I squeezed out of the crowd with Mr. Huang again, vacating a better position, so that this group of old-timers can slowly appreciate it.