"President, why don't you taste it, you must know that now is the time when the tea fragrance is the most fragrant, and if you miss it, the quality of the tea will be low. This superb mother tree big red robe has lost its original essence. Xu Fan picked up the cup in front of him and sniffed it gently, looking intoxicated.

"Hmm." Zhou Mengyao nodded lightly, picked up the cup in front of her, and smiled, "I didn't expect Mr. Xu's tea art to be so superb, in my eyes, this cup of tea has become an art, which makes me reluctant to eat." ”

"The tea is brewed for people to taste, but the president you can't bear to destroy it because of appreciation, and you don't care about it, but you fall behind, making this tea lose its due value." Xu Fan shook his head, quite disappreciative of Zhou Mengyao's statement.

"Yes, teachable." Zhou Mengyao gently bowed her head, brought the teacup to the tip of her nose, and sniffed gently.

"This feels ......" just sniffed lightly, she was completely drunk, her eyes were closed, her slender eyelashes trembled gently, and her white and delicate face was filled with a seductive flush: now she seemed to have come to a mountain forest, the air was mixed with the fragrance of earth and grass, and when she inhaled it gently, it was refreshing, a breeze blew by, and the bamboo forest rustled, as if playing a concerto of nature, full of vitality and vitality, so that she could not extricate herself.

Xu Fan looked at Zhou Mengyao's intoxicated appearance, smiled and didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to wake up from her immersion.

"Hmm." After a while, Zhou Mengyao slowly opened her eyes, with an indescribable look in her expression, she sighed slightly, "It would be great if you could really talk about life in such an environment and stay away from those troubles." ”

"As the old saying goes: This place of peace is my hometown. As long as your heart is at ease, where is not the best? Xu Fan smiled faintly, his face was calm, but he sighed secretly in his heart: The production of the catalogue is really powerful, I didn't expect this kind of conversation when drinking tea is also a tea ceremony.

"Mr. Xu is right, it's me who is in love. Thank you sir for your advice. Zhou Mengyao thought for a moment after hearing this, and suddenly smiled.

"The president doesn't have to be polite, please continue to drink tea." Xu Fan shook his head and said softly, but at this moment, he suddenly felt that if his hair was shaved, he would be a high-ranking monk who had gone through ups and downs and saw through the red dust.

"Okay." Zhou Mengyao nodded yes, picked up the teacup, opened her red lips, and took a sip gently.

"Boom!" As soon as the tea was consumed, Zhou Mengyao felt that the taste buds on the tip of her tongue were instantly detonated, and a rich and indissolable fragrance and sweetness instantly passed from the tip of her tongue to the depths of her soul, making her soul tremble involuntarily. And when the sweetness has not yet dissipated, a sense of ethereal and distant meaning rose from the bottom of her heart, at this moment, she seemed to feel that her soul was constantly climbing, the whole Xicheng, Su Province, the whole country and even the world were under her feet, she looked up, but what she saw was a starry morning......

"Hmm......" Maybe this tea is too against the sky, Zhou Mengyao's unconscious red lips opened lightly, and she groaned, her voice was like a cry, very seductive, and at the same time, there was a touching blush on her face.

"Sss Compared with the third-rate actors in an action romance film in an island country, Zhou Mengyao's voice is much more real. So much so that Xu Fan's whole body couldn't help but tremble, and he took a breath of cold air, and Xiao Xu Fan actually had a tendency to move under this voice.

Fortunately, this voice was only once, Xu Fan suppressed the restlessness in his heart, looked at the cup in his hand, and secretly smacked his tongue, although he knew that the skills given by the catalogue were very extraordinary, so that in just a few seconds, he had changed from a layman to a master of the tea ceremony, as long as he had a slight connection with the tea ceremony, he was completely proficient. But he didn't expect that when the skills given by the catalogue touched the top spring water in the country and the world's unparalleled mother tree, Da Hong Pao, it could produce such a huge amount of energy, which made the president, who is usually well-informed and loved by God, indulge in it, and even lost his temper on the spot.

"Man, you're the best." Xu Fan sighed from the bottom of his heart, and said to the Baimei Catalogue in his heart, and couldn't help but have stronger expectations for the Baimei Catalogue.

"Slippery." Maybe it was because she was still unsatisfied, Zhou Mengyao, who was still intoxicated, subconsciously took another sip of tea, swallowed it slowly, and then became intoxicated again, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was red, as if she was drunk. Wait until a few moments later, then take another sip.

Time passed quietly in Zhou Mengyao's intoxication, and only the last cup of tea left after Xu Fan had boiled it.

"Slippery." Zhou Mengyao drank all the tea in the cup in one gulp, and only opened her eyes after a while, she wanted to add another cup, but found that the pot was empty.

"Hey......" Zhou Mengyao shook the kettle again, and after making sure that there was really nothing in it, she put down the tea set and let out a long sigh unwillingly.

"Why is the president sighing?" Xu Fan looked at Zhou Mengyao and asked with a smile.

"Mr. Xu, you've hurt me." Zhou Mengyao looked at Xu Fan and continued to sigh.

"Huh? What do you mean by that? Xu Fan was stunned and asked. Since this guy temporarily became a master of the tea ceremony, even his speech has become crepe.

"After drinking my husband's tea today, I really realized the essence of the tea ceremony, but what should I do in the future? As you can imagine, no matter what I drink in the future, I will feel tasteless. Zhou Mengyao looked at Xu Fan with a hint of loss in her tone.

"Hah! This wonderful thing in life is rare to have once, not to mention that you have already gained an experience that most people can't try in their lifetime. Top famous utensils, rare mountain springs, superb tea, which one is not the divine object that countless people who are good at tea yearn for? Xu Fan smiled and shook his head gently.

"Well, that's good." Zhou Mengyao nodded, and then changed her words, "Also, the tea ceremony is the best." ”

The president praised it. I'm just putting these perfect elements together, and I don't deserve to be called the ultimate master. Xu Fan shook his head and said modestly.

"I have a proposal, I don't know if Mr. Xu is interested." Zhou Mengyao stared at Xu Fan tightly and said suddenly.

"Oh? Suggest? But the president said it didn't hurt. "What proposal will Zhou Mengyao throw out at this time? Xu Fan had some doubts and some expectations.

"After this matter is settled, I will hire Mr. Xu as my tea ceremony instructor, with an annual salary of 1 million, how about it?" Zhou Mengyao said quickly, looking nervously looking forward to Xu Fan's answer.

In the face of this tempting number, it is a lie, but Xu Fan's skill is only temporary, it can only be used for half an hour, and it will disappear immediately after using it, what will he use to teach Zhou Mengyao? So in the face of this high salary, Xu Fan could only shake his head lightly:

"President, the cultivation of the tea path lies in oneself, not in the teacher, you and I have no master-apprentice relationship. Please also ask the president not to force it. Xu Fan sighed and looked out the window, his eyes deep and melancholy.