It turned out that the Tea King Selection Competition, which was originally scheduled to be held at the beginning of spring next year, was decided to be held in advance after several consultations within the Tea League due to some unexpected circumstances. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"How could it be so sudden?" Su Zhongkang was a little stunned. He talked to Wu Mingshun about this some time ago, why did he advance it all of a sudden!

"There's no way to do it! According to insiders, there are big moves in overseas districts, so our Huaxia District must respond in advance. Hu Lao's face was a little solemn, but he still didn't dare to reveal too much information.

"Oh, okay." Su Zhongkang poured another cup of tea for Hu Lao, and responded expressionlessly.

"Okay? What's your reaction to this? Hu Lao didn't reach out to pick up the tea, but looked at Su Zhongkang with an incredulous expression, he paused and said, "Don't you want to participate in this Tea King Trials?" ”

"Clams?" Su Zhongkang put down the teapot, he was distracted just now, thinking about some questions, so he didn't hear Hu Lao's words.

"You kid, I'm asking if you have any ideas for racing? There are some changes to the rules of the tryouts this time, and I suggest you should participate. Hu Lao tapped his fingers on the table, and his tone was very firm.

In fact, this selection competition is mainly focused on cultivating newcomers. At the end of the competition, the performance of all the contestants will be combined to select several outstanding tea people.

The entire Tea Alliance will pool all their resources and spend a lot of money to nurture these young tea people in order to meet the next challenges from all over the world to Huaxia.

Nowadays, the tea ceremony in the entire Huaxia District is in a period of scarcity, the internal forces are too scattered, and there are many types of tea, unlike the single tea ceremony in other regions, so the hegemony of the tea ceremony in the Huaxia District has been greatly challenged.

If the Tea League does not do anything, then the Huaxia Tea Ceremony will be left behind by the Tea Ceremony in other regions.

Such a consequence is something that all Chinese people do not want to see. Because, since ancient times, the tea ceremony in China has been guiding the development of tea ceremony in the whole world.

"We know that you are a kid with an indifferent nature, and you don't have that much ambition, you just want to do what you want to do, and you don't want to live so hard. However, this tea king selection is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you. Hu Lao looked at Su Zhongkang, who was silent, and his tone of voice was almost low.

He also deliberately turned here this time, just to make sure that he would compete as scheduled.

In Phoenix Town, although he had not seen Su Zhongkang's performance in the tea-making process, Zhuang Cixian and the others over there had a very high opinion of him, and he also won the final victory without saying a word.

If Su Zhongkang didn't have two brushes, then Hu Lao was the first one who didn't believe it.

Hu Lao has made a package ticket on Wu Mingshun's side, if Su Zhongkang doesn't participate, then he will tie him up.

This sentence is of course a joke, but it also shows his expectations for Su Zhongkang.

"I didn't say I wouldn't participate." Su Zhongkang was stunned for a moment, and Hu Lao said so much like this, which made Su Zhongkang smile a little bitterly.

For this tea king selection competition, he must participate in it with reason.

Even if his tea-making skills have not yet been promoted to the intermediate level, it is only the elementary stage, and he has to participate.

The reason why he was stunned just now was that he was thinking about what kind of tea he should use to knock on the door of this tryout.

According to the rules of the competition, every contestant who wants to participate in the Tea King Selection Contest must have a piece of knocking tea. The quality of this tea leaves must be counted into the final score.

"You said it earlier, it scared the hell out of me. I'm really worried that you're not interested in this! After Hu Lao heard Su Zhongkang's affirmative answer, the stone in his heart was finally put down.

"Why is this tea cold?" Hu Lao stretched out his right hand, and when he touched the teacup, he shouted.

Su Zhongkang smiled bitterly, he could only pour out the cold tea on the teacup, then took the clay pot from the stove, brewed a new cup of hot tea, and brought it to Hu Lao.

"That's pretty much it. You kid, you actually serve guests with cold tea. Hahaha. As soon as Hu Lao's heart was over, he immediately turned into an old naughty boy.

"It's my fault." Su Zhongkang shook his head helplessly.

"By the way, I heard that you robbed Lao Junmei tea from Nanchang City, who regarded He Yinghan as the root of his life, is there such a thing?" Hu Lao drank tea in one hand, drank and drank, hurriedly put down the teacup, and then looked at Su Zhongkang with a look of seeing wealth.

Su Zhongkang was terrified, this old man was so well-informed, he even knew this kind of thing. He remembered that he hadn't even told Wu Mingshun.

"Where did you hear that?" Su Zhongkang's eyes widened and he asked curiously.

Hu Lao touched his nose, and the old god said on the ground: "Since last year, I have been in Xiao Xiang He Yinghan's hands of Lao Jun Mei tea. It's just that this kid is quite stingy, and he didn't show it for me to see. He was so cautious that I felt like I was going to rob him of his tea. ”

Speaking of which, Hu Lao was already angry. This shows how big his resentment is.

Su Zhongkang casually agreed, but he was already complaining in his heart. This old Hu's reputation is not very good, if there is tea really for him to remember, he can annoy people to death. No wonder He Yinghan didn't even want to let him see the tea, if he liked it, then he wouldn't want to get it back.

"Let me sell the tea." Su Zhongkang said very calmly.

"Sold?" Hu Lao's shout was an octave high, almost deafening Su Zhongkang.

"You sold it?" Hu Lao repeated again, still with an unbelievable look on his face.

"Someone made a high bid, so I sold it. Isn't this normal, is there such a surprise! Su Zhongkang rubbed the root of his ears with his hand, and still said in a calm tone.

"That's Lao Jun Mei tea! The old Junmei tea produced by the century-old tea tree! You just sold it? You... You... Isn't that stupid? Hu Lao was angry again.

After he got the news from He Yun, a member of the Nanchang City Tea League, two days ago, he hurried over, and deliberately broke Wu Mingshun, for fear that he would come over and stir things up, but he didn't expect him to be one step slower, and he couldn't accept this result!

"I just love money. And I couldn't get used to drinking white tea, so I sold it. Su Zhongkang said it as a matter of course. It's just that his words were in Hu Lao's mouth, and Hu Lao wanted to slap him down, but he really didn't take tea as tea.

It seems that this kind of good tea should be treasured, he can't even drink it, and someone is willing to sell it.

"You... You... Hu Lao suddenly ran out of words, and pointed at Su Zhongkang speechless.