Chapter 069: Making Tea
The entire backyard fell into laughter, and everyone looked at Zhang Xingxing like a fool. ΡΡΡ.(vii) (ix) x.S.ΡΠΎΠΌ The update is so fast.
Chen Mingyuan glanced at Wu Bowen and Zhong Feiyue, and saw that after they saw the tea leaves, their faces did not change much.
So, I secretly said in my heart: Did I guess wrong?
However, at this moment, Ma Rui and Qi Jing on the side suddenly trotted forward two steps excitedly. Staring at the tea leaves in the box, two words were written on his face...... Envy!
If this tea was not given to Chen Mingyuan in this public place, they would all want to come forward and ask for some at this time.
Ma Rui and Qi Jing are very aware of the efficacy of this tea, and they 'spent' a full 20 million to buy such a small two bags.
After buying it, Ma Rui and Qi Jing felt that they had taken a big advantage. owes Zhang Xingxing a big favor.
However, there was a whole box in front of him.
Such a large box, if it is taken out and sold, it will cost at least hundreds of millions, right?
Just a meeting gift, hundreds of millions will be given!
What is a local tyrant? This is called a local tyrant!
It's really good!
Such a local tyrant, please give me a dozen.
Chen Mingyuan frowned, he knew that Ma Rui and Qi Jing had good tea, but on the other hand, they also had extremely high requirements for tea.
In order to do what they like, some people often go to other places to collect a lot of good tea and give it to them, but very few of the tea can get into their eyes.
But what's going on in front of you?
Isn't this tea good?
But soon, Chen Mingyuan shook his head again.
Although he doesn't know much about tea, the tea in front of him is obviously just an ordinary 'hairy' tip, and it is also a 'hairy' tip that has not been dried, so it is not a very good tea at all.
Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but feel a little difficult.
However, he still accepted the tea silently.
Xiao Bing couldn't laugh anymore, he didn't expect Zhang Xingxing to be really a gift that was more amazing than a gift.
Belly pocket, peach, tea?
What do you think of the Chen family?
Xiao Bing had already predicted Chen Mingyuan in his heart, and he was afraid that he would have exploded a long time ago, but he just endured it and didn't get angry.
With the cake being cut, the farce of gift-giving has gradually been put aside.
Chen Siying walked up to Zhang Xingxing, wrinkled her nose, and said angrily: "You bad guy, what is it bad to give, you actually give ...... Send ......" Speaking of this, Chen Siying's pretty face blushed again.
Zhang Xingxing didn't care, and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"
Chen Siying nodded, she still remembered that the fabric was very comfortable to touch, and the fish embroidered on it were also very vivid, but on this occasion, it was still too surprising for her to take out such a gift.
"If you like it, go back and try it. Zhang Xingxing smiled, "It's just a pity, I can't see what you look like when you put it on." β
Chen Siying rolled her eyes, and the two 'jade' fingers were pinched towards the soft 'meat' on Zhang Xingxing's waist.
Chen Peng was holding a peach, feeling quite inconvenient, so he casually threw it aside.
At this time, Wu Bowen came over, stopped and said, "Chen Peng, why did you put this peach on the table? Hurry up and pick it up, don't someone steal it later." β
Chen Peng blinked blankly, stealing peaches?
Who is not a figure with a head and a face, who will steal a peach?
"Why are you doing this, take it away quickly!" Wu Bowen glared and said hurriedly, as if if he didn't take it away, he would be stolen soon.
For Wu Bowen, a person who even has to greet his father, Chen Peng naturally didn't dare to refute, he was busy like an old hen protecting a little 'chicken', hugging and running.
Looking at the figure of Chen Peng taking away the peach and leaving, Wu Bowen couldn't help but smack his mouth and swallowed his saliva, looking reluctant.
The guests were lying on rattan chairs, eating barbecued meat, drinking red wine, and chatting with each other, which was very comfortable.
Ma Rui and Qi Jing did not join in, but surrounded Chen Mingyuan in groups, and kept patting him on the back.
Chen Mingyuan couldn't figure out what happened to them today.
However, it feels good to be slapped on the back by one of the richest and most powerful people in North City.
From time to time, several people burst into hearty laughter.
After a while, Chen Mingyuan was also a little thirsty, and beckoned to a waiter in the distance: "Three glasses of red wine to quench your thirst." β
Ma Rui hurriedly said: "Old general, don't mind, what kind of red wine to drink, it hurts your body, and it won't quench your thirst." I think it's better to drink tea. β
Chen Mingyuan nodded, "Okay! Then drink tea." He said to Wu Chong in the distance, "Go and take out the big red robe in my house." β
"Don't mind, isn't there tea here? Ma Rui said in a hurry.
Qi Jing on the side also nodded again and again.
Chen Mingyuan finally saw it, and together with Ma Rui and Qi Jing, he kept praising himself, he just wanted to drink this tea.
This made Chen Mingyuan vaguely remember that when they were in the hall, Ma Rui and Qi Jing also talked to Zhang Xingxing.
It seems that they have known each other before, and they have drunk this kind of tea.
No wonder, Ma Rui and Qi Jing were so surprised when they saw Zhang Xingxing and the tea he gave him.
But is this tea really that good?
Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but be puzzled.
But what if it tastes good?
Could it be that the two of them still lack this little money?
However, since Ma Rui and Qi Jing both asked to drink the tea sent by Zhang Xingxing, Chen Mingyuan didn't need to brush them off.
Besides, Chen Mingyuan also wanted to try what kind of taste this tea was.
Soon, a waiter brought the coffee table and tea set, and then grabbed a bag of tea leaves from Zhang Xingxing's box and put it aside.
Chen Mingyuan smiled and said: "I know that you are all masters of the tea ceremony, but since you are in the old man's house today, let the old man make tea." β
At this time, Wu Bowen and Zhong Feiyue also came over and said with a smile: "It seems that we came at the right time." β
Although Chen Mingyuan is old, he does have a hand in making tea, no wonder he has to do it himself.
After putting the tea leaves in the pot and brewing with boiling water, the lid is removed and the tea is poured into the trash.
"Alas, Old Man Chen, what are you doing here?" Ma Rui's eyes widened and he hurriedly shouted.
Chen Mingyuan asked with some doubt, "Wash tea." β
I couldn't help muttering in my heart: Ma Rui is also a tea 'fan', why can't he see such a simple thing?
Qi Jing looked at the tea that had been poured into the trash, swallowed his saliva, sighed, and said, "It's a pity." β
Wu Bowen on the side, and Zhong Feiyue glanced at each other, even people like them who don't drink tea often know that tea must be washed first.
Why did Ma Rui and Qi Jing seem to have expressions that shouldn't be like this.
Could it be that there is a new change in the way of drinking tea now?
Now that the tea is in the trash, it's useless to say anything. Ma Rui had no choice but to wave his hand and open his mouth: "No, it's okay, you continue." β