"Uncle Ling, I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and all the best. This is a little congratulatory gift, not a tribute. Li said leisurely, bowing down and putting a small celadon jar in his hand on the coffee table in front of Ling's father.

"Hehe, Xiao Li, none of the outsiders who came today are outsiders, everyone just gathers casually, has a meal, and brings something." Father Ling looked at this small blue and white porcelain jar, the workmanship was quite exquisite, and he didn't know what was inside.

"Oh, the congratulatory gift brought by Brother Li is naturally extraordinary, can you introduce it?" Wu Gongzi turned around from the side and was quite curious when he saw the celadon jar.

"It's nothing, I heard that my uncle likes to drink tea, so I brought a little souvenir, the big red robe of Wuyi Mountain, I hope my uncle can like it." Li leisurely explained.

This celadon jar is specially for the logistics department to buy in the market, as a gift, of course, it can't be as casual as drinking tea with a few people by yourself.

The small jar contained nearly one or two freshly made Dahongpao tea leaves, and Chef Chen had exhausted the freshly picked leaves to make such a little.

"Big red robe? Hehe, yes, I do like to drink tea. Father Ling smiled, but it obviously didn't seem to have figured out the true value of this can of tea.

In fact, it is no wonder that the name Da Hong Pao has been flooded on the market, and most of the Wuyi rock tea is under this name, many of which are still blended teas, and the price system is also chaotic. Of course, some of them still taste good.

"Brother Li is extraordinary, I heard that in the auction a few years ago, 20 grams of Wuyi Mountain Jiulong Mother Tree Da Hong Pao was finally sold at a price of 200,000 yuan, which can be described as one gram and one or two gold. It's a pity that I've only heard of its name. Wu Gongzi said with a sigh.

He was well-informed, so he had naturally heard of these things. At the moment, he deliberately led to the Jiulong Mother Tree, obviously he didn't think that a small owner who opened a steamed bun shop would buy such a valuable and superb tea. In addition, in recent years, I have not heard of any new products appearing at auctions.

"It's just a gift from a friend, it's not that expensive." Li Youran smiled faintly, neither affirming nor denying the concept of the Nine Dragons Mother Tree's big red robe.

Wu Gongzi secretly sneered in his heart when he heard this. The silent old Wu not far from Father Ling's side is a big tea connoisseur, it's okay for you to fool the birthday star with this little thing, with Wu Lao present, see how you step down.

Thinking of this, he said to Father Ling:

"Uncle Ling, we have all admired the name of the big red robe for a long time, but unfortunately we have never had the opportunity to see it. Can you give us a taste? It's also a wish. ”

"This ......," Father Ling cast an inquiring look at Li Youran.

Li Youran nodded with a smile, indicating that he didn't mind.

"I'll come." Wu Lao, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, and reached out to take the blue and white porcelain jar, opened the lid and smelled it. His face seemed to change slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Father Ling naturally pushed the boat along the river and asked the nanny to bring his own set of baby purple clay pots, as well as electric kettles, tea trays and other supporting utensils.

Ten minutes later, the electric kettle on the coffee table sounded the sound of boiling water, and Wu Lao immediately lifted the kettle. A hot line of water poured down, warming the kettle, washing the cup, placing tea, washing tea, and hanging the pot high. The whole set of actions is smooth and done in one go.

Wu Gongzi took the lead in cheering, and everyone else in the living room was attracted to watch the tea ceremony.

Elder Wu closed the lid of the purple clay pot, and then began to wait.

For about twenty seconds, Wu Lao carried the handle of the purple clay pot, like a dragonfly dotting water. Add the tea water to the tea cup in turn.

Suddenly, a strange aroma overflowed, like caramel at first. After like an orchid, it seems to float all over the living room. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that the source of incense came from such a small pot and only about ten grams of dry tea. …,

"It's so pure and fragrant, quiet and long." Father Ling closed his eyes slightly and praised him.

"Well, condense but not disperse, slowly. Good. Another man in his fifties on the couch commented.

"Let's try it, while it's hot." Father Ling hurriedly opened up.

So, six or seven tea cups were divided among everyone, and Wu Gongzi also got a cup.

After smelling the fragrance and seeing the color, everyone began to taste the tea.

"Sweet and fresh, good tea." Father Ling couldn't help but look excited when he took a cup of mouth.

"The orchid fragrance is lush and remote, it's rare." The man in his fifties nodded and continued to evaluate.

Wu Lao slowly tasted the tea for a long time, and then put down the purple sand cup, his eyes widened, and his expression was bright.

"What a rock rhyme, Wuyi style bones. Hehe, it's really the best red robe that is fake. I haven't tasted it in years, and today is a worthwhile trip. Wu Lao said that, and he laughed heartily.

The other guests in the hall listened and there was a burst of admiration.

Wu Gongzi was holding a purple sand cup, and his face was solemn. Although he had never tasted the Big Red Robe of the Nine Dragons Mother Tree before, he could still distinguish the good from the bad in this cup, and it was indeed extraordinary.

"Elder Wu, I heard that the real Da Hong Pao has a distinctive feature, it can be brewed nine times in a row, and there is still a lingering fragrance." Wu Gongzi was not reconciled and made a suggestion to Wu Lao.

"Xiao Wu, you know a lot. That's the thing. Wu Lao had to taste good tea, he was in a good mood, and he also praised Wu Gongzi.

Next, Wu Lao began to brew continuously, the purple sand tea pot was small, and there were many people in the living room, and soon rushed to the ninth, the result was self-explanatory, the ninth cup of tea soup was still fragrant, which made the people who tasted tea amazed, and Wu Lao was naturally even more excited.

Wu Gongzi secretly gritted his teeth and turned away silently.

"Xiao Li, why do you give such a valuable gift, I can't afford it." After tasting tea, Father Ling only then remembered Li Youran, a young man who came to the door for the first time.

"Uncle Ling, this tea was given by a friend, and I don't know much about tasting tea, so I just borrowed flowers to offer Buddha. I also have to ask my uncle and Wu Lao for advice. Li said leisurely, his face calm.

So, Father Ling asked him to sit beside him, and several people present, including Wu Lao, talked about the tea ceremony together. Wu Lao was very interested, and told his many years of tea ceremony experience one by one, and everyone heard about it.

Just when everyone was drinking tea and laughing in the living room, on the other side, Ling's mother pulled her daughter to the corridor near the kitchen.

"It's like, Wu Gongzi is here today, why don't you take care of others? Let's take this opportunity to get to know each other. Ling Mu frowned and said.

"I don't have much to say to him." Ling Wanru shook her head again and again.

"Hey, I said girl, Director Wu likes you very much, and I've mentioned it several times. The martial arts prince is young, and he has already achieved a successful career. With a high degree of education and a talent, what is not worthy of you? You have been studying abroad for so long, and I heard that Wu Gongzi has never had a girlfriend. Girls' family, good times are only a few years, it's better to be down-to-earth. Ling's mother continued to persuade.

This girl, everything else is fine, but this aspect always worries the mother. Ling's mother was a little anxious in her heart.