Chuanbei, Jing residence…
Duan Linbai lay on the sofa and reached out to touch his stomach. "F*ck, Jing Hanchuan, you called me over just to get me to try the tea for you?"
"I told you long ago that I would invite you to drink tea." Jing Hanchuan pinched some tea leaves and put them in a cup. He poured boiling water into it, shook it, and drained it. This was the so-called washing tea.
"No, I…" Duan Linbai was speechless. At first, when Jing Hanchuan personally made tea for him, he was flattered. While eating desserts and drinking tea, it was delicious. But…
He wasn't a bucket. Who could take drinking cup after cup?
No matter how delicious something was, it had to be in moderation.
"Aren't you very knowledgeable about tea? Tell me your feelings."
Duan Linbai's family had a wide range of businesses, and his ancestors had even been in the salt, iron, and tea businesses for a period of time. He was quite knowledgeable about this.
