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However, when he did Su Zhongkang's move, he vaguely saw his different temperament. That kind of temperament is indescribable, but it is impossible to ignore.

Similarly, the others also held their breath and became more focused when Su Zhongkang started to prepare.

As if they had seen a novelty, they were full of curiosity, staring at Su Zhongkang intently, not letting go of any movement.

A few minutes later, Su Zhongkang waved his hand, and one by one the teacups filled with tea soup appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Everyone, please taste!" Su Zhongkang looked up and found that the people present were all wide-eyed and looked incredulous.

"So you can drink it?" He Yinghan was a little unsure, so he spoke and asked.

"You can drink it!" Su Zhongkang said with certainty, and then he was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so he took a cup first, and after blowing a breath, he drank it slowly.

"Am I disconnected from the world too quickly? I can't accept it. He Guangyi was a little overwhelmed, he used to wait a long time to drink a cup of tea when he drank tea on a formal occasion. So in his subconscious, making tea is a very elegant and time-consuming thing, how to get here, people make tea soup in three or two clicks, so that he is not psychologically prepared at all.

"Drink, drink!" He Yinghan smelled the aroma of tea steaming on the teacup, his mouth was drooling, and he looked at Su Zhongkang ignoring them, he had already drunk tea, and could only beckon everyone to drink tea.

Originally, they were reluctant to drink it, after all, they made tea in such a quick time, which was slower than when they made tea at home, although Su Zhongkang's tea-making technique was very skillful and pleasing to the eye, but they were all a little worried.

They are worried that this brew of Lao Jun Mei tea may not meet the standard in their hearts. If that's the case, then they might as well brew it themselves, although they brew slowly and are not skillful, but at least their mentality of making tea is steady.

Thinking of this, they feel a little pity! This young man's talent for tea ceremony is there, and the momentum he had just now really frightened them, but he is a young man in the end, and he has not been tempered by time, and he can't completely sink his mind, so he has this anticlimactic.

If he can continue the momentum just now, then this pot of Lao Jun Mei tea will definitely reach a very high level.

In just a few seconds, they all had more or less these thoughts.

He Yinghan even sighed heavily when he was holding tea, he also learned tea art in his early years, and was determined to become an admired tea master, but he was too poor to comprehend the essence of the tea ceremony, so he could only quit halfway.

Although he is now a good entrepreneur, he has always regretted this. This obsession has always existed in the depths of his heart.

Half a day ago, when he heard Huang Chao talking about a young tea master, there was a rush of wanting to see him in his heart, and it was very strong, so he ordered two bodyguards to invite Su Zhongkang.

Whether it is from his temperament or his demeanor, He Yinghan is very optimistic about Su Zhongkang, and he also has the intention of befriending him, and even brings his carefully decorated tea room to him to use, just to see his tea art.

It's just that the facts gave him a resounding slap in the face, and in the tea art that he values the most, Su Zhongkang didn't give He Yinghan a stunning feeling.

That's why he sighed heavily. This breath is for Su Zhongkang, and it is also for him. Since ancient times, if you want to have a tea ceremony comprehension at a young age, in addition to having high qualifications, there are other factors, and everything is not so simple.

He Yinghan's sigh can be regarded as an obsession in his heart.

At this time, He Yinghan suddenly lost the mind of drinking tea, he felt that even if he drank it now, it would taste like chewing wax, and he would not feel a trace of tea rhyme.

But the rest of the crowd drank, and he held up his teacup as well. It would be rude if he suddenly put it down at this time.

After all, He Yinghan is an excellent entrepreneur, like an entrepreneur who has reached his level, his emotional intelligence is generally very high, and they will not leave a handle for others.

Think of it as drinking tea to quench your thirst! He Yinghan found a reason for himself not to block him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the tea soup was in his mouth, his eyes, which were slightly closed, opened suddenly, and they were still staring very wide.

He hurriedly glanced at the other side and found that He Guangyi and the one next to him had the same reaction.

Immediately after, he took another sip and began to slowly feel the tea rhyme in the tea soup. When he tried to take another sip, he found that the teacup was empty.

It turned out that he had just used the tea soup as a thirst-quenching thing, so the cow chewed the peony and drank it in a big sip. When he reacted, he realized that he had drunk all the cups of tea.

"This ......" He Guangyi also looked at the teacup in his hand, speechless for a while. The shock of this tea was too great, so until now, his mind is still in a blank state.

"Tea, tea, tea." He Yinghan also became incoherent, he felt that he had countless words to say, but as soon as it came to his mouth, he could only pronounce this syllable, he motioned to Su Zhongkang to quickly help him add some tea soup, he hadn't felt it yet!

On the other hand, Huang Chao does not have the dilemma of these two bigwigs. He knew Su Zhongkang's ability, so he believed in Su Zhongkang from beginning to end, and he also knew how much shock this seemingly ordinary cup of tea soup would bring him. After all, this tea itself is a high-quality Laojun Mei tea, which is a tea that has been lost for decades, coupled with Su Zhongkang's tea art, he is looking forward to what kind of shocking effect such a combination will bring.

So, when both of them were sighing secretly, he treated the cup of tea in his hand with this attitude like a family heirloom.

In other words, he felt that the cup of tea in his hand was comparable to a thousand gold, or even a thousand gold.

From the moment he picked up the teacup, he became cautious, blew a breath of hot air gently, and then took a small sip, letting this small sip of tea soup swim in his mouth, feeling the fragrance of tea to the fullest, until his mouth and tongue were full of reluctance, he was very reluctant to swallow it.

This small sip of tea really makes him feel hearty, and it is more refreshing than soaking in a hot spring.