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This is why many people come with tea.

Everyone wants to be commented on by Han Qinglin.

Zhou Lang followed everyone for a few minutes, and a young man in his twenties came out of the room.

"Please enter the lobby with tea, and others please leave on their own."

Everyone came in one after another, but Zhou Lang came later, but he fell behind.

"Little brother, please inform me. I am from Deputy Zhang, Yuhe City. My name is Zhang Yaozu, and I am the chairman of Tianfu Company. This is my business card, our company..."

A middle-aged man who had not brought tea here was stopped and couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Sir, if you don't come to taste tea, please leave."

The young man's tone was mediocre, but his attitude was firm.

The people around him looked at Zhang Yaozu and couldn't help but sneer, with disdain in their eyes.

If you want to go in, you will at least bring a can of tea. You don’t even know this, so you dare to come to Han Qinglin.

Zhang Yaozu was angry: "Boy, who are you? Zhang Deputy City dares not give him any face. I am here to discuss big business with Mr. Han. Go in and report it quickly!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, my grandfather said that except for tea tasting, no one else or other things will be received. Please go back."

The young man was still lukewarm, but the people next to him laughed.

"Hmph! I'm shameless!"

Zhang Yaozu stared at the young man for a while, then turned his head and left angrily.

Everyone then successfully entered the house.

Zhou Lang came in and saw that there was a lobby directly inside the door, with rows of tables and chairs on both sides.

Everyone found a seat and sat down.

After the discussion was not decided, an old man in good spirits had already walked out from behind. He looked thin, with a rosy face, a head full of silver hair, but his complexion was very good.

"Old Han!"

"Hello Teacher Han!"

Everyone greeted him, and Zhou Lang knew that this was Han Qinglin.

The old man had no airs, but he looked uninterested.

"Let's get started."

The so-called tea tasting party is really about tasting tea, without those stupid things.

He was looking for tea, not to cultivate.

The key is that he can't cultivate so many messy tea leaves.

"Old Han, this is the new tea released by our Yunshan Tea Farm this year. The latest batch of just made, you can give it to you."

The first person started to take out his own tea and soak it in a cup, and he had to entrust his own words.

When Zhou Lang saw that the first cup of tea was cooled, the second place had already started to soak it.

OK ~

There is also efficiency, no delay.

When the temperature of the first cup of tea was almost the same, Han Qinglin picked it up and took a sip, frowned.

He took another sip and handed the cup of tea to his grandson.

The young man poured the tea into a prepared empty bucket and put the quilt first.

"Old Han..."

The man from Yunshan Tea Farm looked at Han Qinglin eagerly, hoping that he could give him an evaluation.

Han Qinglin took the prepared warm water and rinsed his mouth, and said, "Next."

This is what I meant not to comment.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this meant that the first cup of tea had not even reached the passing line in Han Qinglin's standards.

In addition to not evaluating Han Qinglin's evaluation, the others are divided into: good, good, good, good, good, and good.

However, the word "good" is rare, and the comments of "good" are rare in a year.

The man from Yunshan Tea Farm went back with a look of dejection.

Han Qinglin's evaluation only depends on the tea standards and not on the face, so everyone values ​​it.

When he picked up the second cup, the fourth cup had already started brewing.

"......Can."

The second cup of tea finally got a review, but it was just passing the exam.

The visitor was still a little disappointed.

Han Qinglin kept drinking tea like this, looking at twenty or thirty people, Zhou Lang thought it would take a long time.

Unexpectedly, the speed was still fast.

In fact, this method of tea tasting is a bit rough.

But thinking about it, after drinking it for seven or eight years, the tea leaves are just like that, everything comes as fast as possible.

Many of them didn’t even have any comments, and there was only the word “公”.

Until the ninth cup, Han Qinglin gave the word "good" this time.

But it made the man so happy that everyone also looked at him and envied him.

At this time, some people in front had already started to leave. After all, whether other people's tea is good or not has nothing to do with you. If it is better than yourself, it wouldn't be even more upset.

Han Qinglin didn't care and continued his own tea tasting process.

When he was in the 23rd place, Han Qinglin actually gave the word "吉".

But this guy was so happy.

"Thank you, Teacher Han! Thank you, Teacher Han!"

With this good word, if you double the price of your own tea, it will be in short supply!

At this time, the tea tasting party was coming to an end, and more than half of the people in the lobby had left.

Zhou Lang saw that five people were missing, and he thought about the unmovable urine of his tea. He saw Han Qinglin in such a hurry, and was afraid that it would be difficult for the master to wait, so he was ready to start brewing in advance.

"Huh? What are you doing? You haven't arrived yet."

Unexpectedly, Han Qinglin's eyes were still sharp and he suddenly saw Zhou Lang's movements.

"Uh... I'm sorry, Teacher Han, my tea is a bit special, I've fried it again. It's time to soak it for a long time before it can be soaked."

Zhou Lang explained to Han Qinglin.

Han Qinglin frowned, and the others who were still here thought this young man was really funny.

Everyone carefully chooses the best tea, and you can bring the fried tea to the master to taste it.

Isn't this a psychopath?

Many people looked at Zhou Lang and wanted to laugh, thinking that this person was a little stupid.

Zhou Lang wanted to bring the tea, but nothing ~

He didn't care about other people's eyes and started making tea.

In fact, as soon as he said this, everyone's attention would inevitably be attracted by him to see what happened to him.

Han Qinglin also paid attention to Zhou Lang's movements while tasting tea.

But I saw the young man take out the tea leaves from the jar and put it in a glass cup, and rinse the boiling water.

Everyone stared at it for a while, but there was no movement.

"What this young man said is true."

"Take the tea that can't be brewed, it's so funny~"

"Is it tea still a little bit?"

Han Qinglin looked at it and looked unhappy.

Isn't this to make fun of me old man?

"Hehe~ Everyone wait a little longer and they will be here soon."

Zhou Lang felt a little embarrassed.

At this time, Han Qinglin had already drunk the second to last cup, and only Zhou Lang's left after this cup was drunk.

"Okay, here we come."
To be continued...