When Han Feng saw this scene, he was horrified in his heart, under Han Feng's nose, this cup of hot tea appeared silently, how could it not be surprising!

"Childe, the rules of the Dream Teahouse, drink the first cup of tea, a cup of heart, if the tea is not enough, then pay another fifty taels of gold for tea!" One of the girls saw the surprised Han Feng and reminded again.

Han Feng was stunned again at this time, and secretly thought, isn't this what Yun Meng once said to him? Could it be that Yun Meng on the plaque is really the Yun Meng in his heart.

Han Feng remembered the bits and pieces of being with Lonely Yunmeng in his previous life, and muttered in his mouth: "Drink a cup of tea, a cup of heart! ”

Just as Han Feng was about to leave the counter, a girl at the counter suddenly shouted at Han Feng: "Childe, please stay! My master has a few questions that he wants to ask you, I wonder if Childe is willing to answer!"

Han Feng stopped his steps forward, turned his body, and said softly, "Sister, may I ask!"

"My master wants to ask you a question, what is tea tasting?

"The tea knot also has a good time, and the pot is empty. The rhyme of tea, the heart of the pot, the quality of tea: clear, pure, positive, and qi -- the tea is also called the tea product! Taste the tea, taste, taste the life! Life is like tea, the bitter tea juice is fragrant, the teeth and cheeks are fragrant, the strong and astringent life, the light days, the flowing water, are in the tea. Han Feng picked up the cup of tea in his hand, sniffed it, pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice.

"Bang bang!" As soon as Han Feng's words fell, there were three crisp applause from the third floor.

"This son is really a person in the tea ceremony, can you go to the third floor to talk about it!"

It was a man's voice.

Han Feng was stunned when he heard this, and glanced in the direction of the third floor, feeling inexplicably lost in his heart.

"Childe, my master said that the tea in your hand is not suitable for you, there is tea upstairs that suits you, please go upstairs to taste it!" one of the girls at the counter reminded softly.

Han Feng gently placed the teacup in his hand on the counter, nodded at the two girls, and said softly: "This sister, please pass it on behalf of Han Feng, Han Feng will be here immediately!"

Han Feng secretly wondered in his heart, who is this man! Is the "Yunmeng" signed on the plaque of the Dream Teahouse Lonely Yunmeng, according to the calculation of time, Lonely Yunmeng should only be five years old now, how could he come to this psychedelic city to open a teahouse, could it be because of his reincarnation and rebirth that all this has changed.

With mixed feelings, Han Feng slowly walked up the stairs to the third floor step by step.

After a while, Han Feng had already come to the third floor, which seemed extremely empty, but it was clean, and on a large square sandalwood table near the fence on the third floor, there was a pot of tea, a teacup filled with hot tea, and a man of about twenty-seven or eighteen years old had his eyes closed, holding a teacup to his lips, and tasting the tea in the cup very intoxicated.

The man's white hair poured down like a silver waterfall, draped around his waist, dressed in white, with a slender figure, sword eyebrows flying obliquely, plump and handsome, unspeakably elegant and luxurious, sitting there casually, but giving people an unfathomable feeling.

"Listen to your words, win ten years of tea, this brother, it's rare to get together, why don't you have a cup together?" The man's voice was like a spring breeze, but his eyes were as warm as water, and he was looking at himself with a smile.

Han Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "In this way, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

After speaking, Han Feng walked towards the big sandalwood table, gently pulled out the chair, and slowly sat down opposite the man.

The man chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Kantai is young but his eyebrows are tightly locked, he is dusty, he is in a hurry, and he has a lot of worries, so he must have come to Psychedelia City not for training but for looking for people!"

Han Feng couldn't help but be moved when he heard this, and secretly thought, this man is so powerful! He can actually guess the purpose of his coming to Psychedelic City by observing his words and looks.

"Brother Tai doesn't have to be careful!In Xia Mei Aohan, from a small family in the Yuankun Empire!" Mei Aohan raised the teacup and took a sip gently, his movements free and easy.

Han Feng looked at his conversation and demeanor, the chic and natural nature of his every move, and the elegant atmosphere between his eyebrows, he knew that this person must be an extraordinary person.

"Brother, since you have thoughts in your heart, why don't you take a bite to clear your worries and worries, and restore peace to your soul. ”

"Han Feng thanks Brother Tai for his good intentions! It's just that the tea ceremony is expensive, and if you are uncertain, you can't taste the mellow aroma of tea! I'm worried that this good cup of tea will be wasted!" Han Feng slid the tea leaves floating on the teacup with the lid of the cup, and a faint fragrance came to his nose, and its fragrance was refreshing.

"Tea tasting requires a good state of mind, sitting quietly alone, holding tea in a stable position, being in the hustle and bustle or boredom, it is difficult to taste the true taste of tea. Only when there are no trivial things to disturb the heart, no noise and confusion, and you can quietly go to the tea, you will be intoxicated. Life is short, rather than running around for the kite flying in the sky, it is better to pick chrysanthemums and enjoy a short warm life. Han Feng said lightly.

"Brother Han is really a gentleman in the tea ceremony, smelling the fragrance of tea and only tea!" Mei Aohan looked very surprised and exclaimed.

"Brother Mei, in fact, I don't know how to taste tea, and I don't like to taste tea, but I have been with the person in my heart for a long time, and I know a little about the skin, so I can only talk on paper!" Han Feng was a little apologetic and said lightly. "Brother Mei, the younger brother has something unclear, please help Brother Mei solve the doubts in your heart!"

"Brother Han, may I ask! Mei must know everything!"

"Brother Mei, may I ask who mentioned the plaque in this dream teahouse!" Han Feng was a little excited in his heart, and asked expectantly.

"Brother Han, I really don't know how to answer your question!" Mei Aohan pondered for a moment and continued: "Brother Han, in fact, this plaque was mentioned by a little girl, and I don't know her origin very well. And this dream teahouse was originally hers, and I only borrowed it from her for ten years. ”

Han Feng was excited when he heard this, and asked, "Brother Mei, are you saying that this little girl will come back here in ten years!"

"Yes, I made a ten-year appointment with her, and she will definitely come!" Mei Aohan said with great certainty, and then asked Han Feng: "Could it be that Brother Han knows this little girl?"

Han Feng hurriedly brought the teacup in his hand to his mouth, covered his face slightly, and said curtly: "Brother Mei is smiling!

"By the way, why does Brother Mei have to stay here for ten years!" Han Feng asked curiously.

Mei Aohan smiled heartily, but laughed with tears crisscrossing her face, and asked rhetorically: "Brother Han, if you have to wait ten years for the person in your heart, are you willing?"

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable!

Han Feng touched the back of his head, smiled bitterly, his heart was sour, he lowered his head gloomily, and said with a bitter expression: "It turns out that Brother Mei is such an infatuated person, Han Feng accidentally mentioned Brother Mei's sadness!"

"Brother Han acted recklessly, and he didn't lose his true temperament, what was wrong!" Mei Aohan said lightly, then raised the teacup and drank it all.

"Brother Mei, have you ever seen a team of people and horses holding a girl passing by in the psychedelic city!" Han Feng saw that Mei Aohan's mood had regained his calmness, and asked tentatively.

"Brother Han, three days ago, a team of people and horses with a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl passed by me, and they used to taste tea at my place. Mei Aohan chuckled, and then continued: "But that girl is doing well, vaguely I have heard this girl talking about Young Master Han, could it be that the girl is talking about Brother Han?"

At this time, Han Feng was almost sure in his heart that this team of people was the group of people from the Fenglei family who escorted Han Xue, and hurriedly saluted Mei Aohan with a fist, and said, "Thank you Brother Mei for telling me! That girl is a servant girl under you, and Han Feng came to Psychedelia City this time to save her!"