There was silence everywhere.

Women don't even feel jealous.

The huge teahouse was quiet and quiet, as if no one wanted to disturb the beauty's words and deeds.

Zhongli's throat felt dry, and he put his hands down under the table and held them tightly.

Only such a woman is worthy of him!

You must get it yourself!

"Excuse me, Boss Luo." Zhongli said with a polite smile.

"The visitor is a guest."

Luo Niang sat down. There was a tear mole on the corner of her left eye, which was unforgettable and highlighted her special beauty.

Her slender hands were playing with a set of celadon tea sets, like plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

Even the rain outside the window was drunk and the wind stopped.

Light the stove and boil water.

The tea is white peony and the water is Liluo water.

The stove is a Hanxian pot, and the cup is a Si jade cup.

For some reason, Qi Chen vaguely felt a hint of spiritual energy. Watching Luo Niang make tea, it was like admiring flowers under the moon.

After a while, the water in the copper pot began to boil, white mist was slender, and the water mist rose.

Luo Niang is not hurried or slow, but she does it in one go and her movements are graceful.

There are beauties in the teahouse, and they are beautiful and graceful.

The fragrance of tea permeates the body, and the eyebrows are full of beauty.

It's like someone opened a blank picture scroll and then included a mountain of red maples in it.

It's so beautiful that I can't help myself.

After six cups of tea have been brewed, the tea leaves are tender and evenly shaped into flowers, with leaves like colorful flags and buds shaped like spears, complementing each other.

"Okay!!!" Han Yuxi shouted loudly.

But finding no one agreed, he cleared his throat in embarrassment.

Luo Niang whispered: "Everyone, please use it slowly."

"Ten thousand for a pot, I have to try it, thank you sister." Nai Xiaorou said sweetly.

Luo Niang smiled charmingly: "Sister, you are wrong, it's ten thousand for a cup."

Nai Xiaorou's eyes widened and she was speechless.

Lin Ziyan was even more exaggerated. She was shaking a little while holding the teacup in her hand.

Although their homes are pretty good and they can afford some luxury occasionally, they are definitely not to this extent.

Is this tea?

It's obviously real gold and silver.

"It's worth it. It's so worth it. I thought it was missing. I think it's worth a hundred thousand a cup." Zhongli praised, his eyes glued to Luo Niang's body and he couldn't move away at all.

This woman, just by being there and doing nothing, was already tempting him.

However, his words made Lin Ziyan look down on Qi Chen even more.

The gap between people is too big.

The fat man also temporarily put down his anger, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

After brewing, the bud and leaf flags float up and down, like a blue orchid blooming for the first time.

Han Yuxi was even more exaggerated. He pretended to be elegant and smelled it for a while, then gently touched the tea with his lips.

“Great tea!”

"Boss Luo alone is a sight to behold, and paired with this tea, it is simply heaven and earth."

Several people were immersed in the fragrance of tea.

Everyone in the teahouse looked at this scene with envy. They also wanted to drink, but they couldn't afford it, so they could only talk in low voices.

After Han Yuxi took a sip, he suddenly discovered that only the tea in front of Qi Chen was untouched.

"I said, although you are poor,

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"What did you say?" Luo Niang's eyes like willow leaves were slightly curved, as if she wanted to kill someone.

"Pfft!!!" Nai Xiaorou sneered and said obediently, "Sister Luo, don't be angry. This guy is just jealous and has no knowledge."

"Qi Chen, why don't you apologize to Boss Luo quickly?" Zhongli was really angry.

"Maybe he wants to use this method to attract the attention of beautiful women." Han Yuxi muttered.

At this time, even the fat man was breaking out in a cold sweat.

This tea, to him, is already considered good tea.

Luo Niang's fingers were crossed and placed in front of her knees. She seemed gentle, but she seemed to be questioning: "You haven't even drank, and you said my tea is rotten."

Qi Chen smiled calmly and said, "You don't have to drink it. I can tell by looking at you that your tea is not good."

He is so high-profile, but he actually has confidence.

Granny Qian has always liked tea, and has a collection of various precious tea leaves. She makes tea in the yard every day.

Qi Chen has been watching Granny Qian for several years. Although Granny Qian often makes sarcastic remarks, she occasionally teaches her some lessons.

According to Qi Chen's observation, this old woman whose husband has passed away and has no children has several houses, so she is not short of money at all.

My biggest passion every day is tea.

Qi Chen subconsciously compared Luo Niang and Granny Qian and found that the gap was too big.

The tea here is not tea at all.

Qi Chen continued: "The word "tea" means that there is a person among the plants and trees. Plants, trees and people are called tea, so people are also very important."

"Your people are not suitable for tea, but are suitable for wine."

"I don't know why you opened a teahouse here instead of a bar, but in this aspect alone, the tea you make is not good tea."

"This is how real good tea should be."

After saying that, Qi Chen stood up.

When he makes green tea, he uses a glass cup. He first rinses it with hot water to clean the cup and to warm it up.

Then, he piously moved the tea leaves into the glass with a teaspoon, using two grams of tea for each cup.

His movements are gentle and quick, and his eyes are sincere and focused.

Before adding water, the tea leaves have a delicate fragrance due to the warm water in the cup.

Then, the kettle rose and fell three times in his hand, lifting it up and down, like a phoenix nodding its head three times.

In the cup, the water swirls and the fairy mist fills the air.

The buds and leaves float up and down with one flag and one shot, like the first bloom of a blue orchid.

The teahouse was completely quiet, and the rain was still pouring outside, but in everyone's feelings, Qi Chen seemed to blend into the rain.

He knows tea!

And he knows tea very well!

At this time, Qi Chen had completely forgotten the external environment. He didn't know why, maybe it was because of the spiritual energy in his body, maybe it was because he had practiced the method and had a new understanding of all things. He didn't seem to be making tea, but

It's training.

The spiritual energy in the body swirls and irritates the intestines, and there is a faint feeling of breaking through the shackles.

"please!"

Qi Chen looked at Luo Niang, his eyes were as clear as if they had been washed by tea.

There is rain in heaven and earth, and there is tea for young people.

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