Two thousand five hundred points??!!

The bad guy Zhu Chang's qi and blood are only 1,400 points, and he can smash a high wall with one palm.

And the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, who is not good-looking, has so much qi and blood than Zhu Chang, how many cultivators are this?

Wang Chuan was shocked in his heart, the identities of these two people are definitely not ordinary, maybe they are some big shots.

Thirty-six strategies, go is the best policy, slip first!

Thinking like this, Wang Chuan said to himself: "The tea is full, I should go back too." ”

He got up and was about to leave, but where could the middle-aged man let him leave so easily?

Chu Yonghong is now in a state of confusion.

As a waiter in the criminal department, he has been studying the tea ceremony for eight years, and looking at the entire court, how many people dare to say that he doesn't understand tea?

In this tea course, Chu Yonghong has extremely strong self-confidence, and he feels that his level can at least rank in the top ten in the entire Datang.

But now, Wang Chuan actually said that he didn't understand tea?

Chu Yonghong's beard trembled, his eyes widened angrily, he stared at Wang Chuan, and said loudly:

"Wait! The old man has never seen such an arrogant person as you, and today I will discuss with you about the tea ceremony! ”

As the words fell, the guests on the second floor all looked over and watched this scene with interest.

To say to a person who is a master of the tea ceremony that he does not understand tea is undoubtedly the greatest insult.

As soon as Wang Chuan's buttocks left the chair, he felt countless burning glances, and the man in green clothes also turned his head to look at him.

"Don't you want to leave, let's make it clear first, how the old man doesn't understand tea!" Chu Yonghong pressed forward step by step.

Seeing this, Wang Chuan sighed secretly, then sat back on the chair, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly:

"That's what you have to hear."

Chu Yonghong watched coldly, and the man in Tsing Yi didn't say a word, his face was calm.

"Let me ask you, since you pride yourself on knowing tea, do you know how many types of tea there are?" Wang Chuan said.

Hearing this, Chu Yonghong stroked his beard and said lightly: "The old man knows that Jingting Luxue, Gu Zhu Zizhu, Yangxian, Huoshan Huangya, Tianmu Mountain, Bird's Tongue ......"

He is like a number of treasures, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube, and there are more than a dozen kinds of them.

The onlookers nodded secretly, and couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts, this person is indeed a capable person who understands tea, not a boastful person.

However, after he said it, Wang Chuan shook his head directly and said, "It's wrong, it's wrong." ”

"Heh, if you don't understand tea, you won't know." Chu Yonghong said.

Hey, Wang Chuan's strength is here.

He looked at Chu Yonghong and asked rhetorically: "Biluochun, West Lake Longjing, Junshan Yinzhen, Huangshan Maofeng, Duyun Maojian, Tieguanyin...... How many have you heard? ”

"The old man has never heard of anything."

"Heh, it's normal that you don't understand tea, and you haven't heard of it." Wang Chuan sneered.

Without thinking, Chu Yonghong suddenly said to the many elegant guests watching around: "Have you ever heard what he said?" ”

"No, I didn't."

"I've never heard of it."

……

Everyone shook their heads in unison, and Chu Yonghong looked proud.

"Young, you are far behind in the tea ceremony, don't talk wildly in the future."

Hearing this, Wang Chuan took a deep breath, and he suddenly calmed down.

He is no longer ready to argue with Chu Yonghong about this.

Instead of trying to overturn other people's cognitions, it is better to directly reshape their cognitions.

Just let the surging modern tea ceremony in his mind teach these children who have been playing tea for more than ten years a lesson.

Wang Chuan suddenly didn't say a word, frowning, he was recalling the tea scriptures he had read in his previous life, sorting out his fragmented thoughts.

However, in the eyes of Chu Yonghong and others, this appearance was as if he was dumbfounded.

Chu Yonghong's face became more and more proud, and he glanced at the man in Tsing Yi opposite imperceptibly, and the eyes of the two briefly met.

He bowed slightly, and then prepared to say something to end the matter.

But he never thought that as soon as Chu Yonghong opened his mouth, Wang Chuan's voice spread throughout the entire second floor first.

"Smell the tea from all over the world, and taste the tea and come to the Tao."

The sound is loud, crisp and loud.

Chu Yonghong was stunned for a moment, and then saw Wang Chuan continue to take care of himself: "The so-called tea tasting, in fact, there are three processes, tea review, tea viewing, and finally tea tasting.

And among them, it can be summed up in eight characters, preparation, washing, taking, brewing, serving, drinking, pouring, and clearing ......"

Tea?

A person who doesn't know anything about the tea ceremony wants to explain tea tasting without shame?

Chu Yonghong was dismissive of this, but Wang Chuan's next sentence made his heart move slightly.

"If you taste tea, choose water first, use mountainwater, river water, well water......"

There is some truth in this.

In the private room of the teahouse, in fact, there is only Chu Yonghong who really studies the tea ceremony, and most of the rest are half-understood.

They couldn't hear the true meaning of Wang Chuan's words, but Chu Yonghong was different.

He looked at Wang Chuan in surprise, stunned in his heart, he thought he was a clueless, but who knew that he really understood.

At this time, Wang Chuan was still talking to himself, he had already talked about how to choose the water for making tea to the utensils for making tea.

The more Chu Yonghong listened, the more surprised he became, he subconsciously began to think about Wang Chuan's words, and gradually immersed himself in them, and then became fascinated, muttering words in his mouth.

"I see."

"It's still like this."

"What is this purple clay pot?"

"Haha! The old man is going to heaven! ”

……

The man in Tsing Yi sitting opposite him looked at Chu Yonghong with a stunned face at this time, completely unaware of what was happening.

He coughed lightly as a reminder, but Chu Yonghong ignored him at all, and the forehead of the man in Tsing Yi slowly climbed with black lines.

With Wang Chuan's explanation, the other guests in the teahouse gradually realized that something was wrong, and they also sank into it like Chu Yonghong.

Therefore, when the pharmacy shopkeeper went upstairs with the Ten Great Tonic Pills, he saw a very strange scene.

On the second floor, only Wang Chuan was talking, and everyone else was frowning tightly, not knowing what they were thinking.

He swept around, and always felt that these people were very weird, afraid that they didn't have hysteria, so he thought about sending the medicine and leaving quickly, so he slipped to Wang Chuan's side lightly.

"Third master, third master, the medicine is here." The shopkeeper called softly.

Hearing this, Wang Chuan's thoughts were interrupted, and when he stopped, he turned his head to look at the pharmacy shopkeeper and took the medicine bag from his hand.

"Not bad, not bad."

"Then I'll quit." The pharmacy shopkeeper said with a smile.

"Go, go, go." Wang Chuan waved his hand.

The pharmacy shopkeeper turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but he saw everyone who was looking down and thinking in the right place to raise their necks, and they all looked at Wang Chuan in shock, as if they were shocked.

His scalp was numb, and he felt more and more that these people had hysteria, and hurried away.

As soon as the pharmacy shopkeeper left, Wang Chuan shrunk his neck, and he was ready to take the opportunity to slip away.

No, Chu Yonghong suddenly asked anxiously: "What about the back?" What about the back of the phoenix three nods? ”

Wang Chuan was stunned for a moment, spread his hands, and naturally said, "I forgot later." ”

"Forgot? How can this be forgotten? Oh my God, you've forgotten such important things. Chu Yonghong's face was full of chagrin, and there was a strong hatred in his tone.

Wang Chuan couldn't help but turn dark, he really didn't expect that people in this world could be so obsessed with the tea ceremony......

It's outrageous!