Yu Jian was puzzled, and Zhou Xiaoyan squeezed her eyebrows.

In the lobby, Kazuko Nishimura was holding back the shock in her heart, carefully looking at the layout of the Yu family's restaurant little by little.

It's too much of a resemblance.

It's exactly the same as the silk painting that Watanabe-sensei showed her.

She carefully touched the mobile phone in her pocket, the camera leaned out slightly, facing the most heart-warming small bridge flowing water, just wanted to press the shutter-

"This lady, we can't take pictures!" Yu Jian walked up to her, just blocking the camera with a white light in her pocket, and pointed to the top of her head with a smile.

There is a sign prohibiting photography.

Nishimura Kowako exclaimed, bowing and apologizing, "I'm so sorry, it's so beautiful, I didn't pay attention to the slogan of your store. I'm so sorry!"

"So, people still look up, always bend over...... It's not good for the spine." Zhou Xiaoyan floated aside, flicked the dust and dirt that didn't exist in her nails, and said coldly.

Nishimura Kowako's body stiffened as soon as she wanted to straighten up, and the corners of her lips pursed slightly, but after a moment, her body stood up straight again, and she also regained her sweet smile.

"I'm Nishimura Kowako, and I want to visit the owner of your store."

When Yu Jian saw this woman for the first time, she felt that she was not simple. Just now, she was extremely angry at what Zhou Xiaoyan said, and even her handbag was crumpled by her, but in a blink of an eye, she was smiling again. Such a person is still rare in memory, but it seems that the ending is not very good, and Yu Jian does not pay special attention to it.

As for the one in front of you......

"I'm Yu Jian." You have to see what she really wants to do in order to have a way to deal with it.

"Ahh It turns out that you are the little boss, I really don't know Tarzan." Nishimura Kowako covered her mouth with one hand, looked at Yu Jian in surprise, and stretched out her hand again, "I opened a restaurant not far away, and I heard that the little boss's refreshments are doing well, so I came here to ask for advice."

Yu Jian stared at her for two seconds, slowly curled the corners of her lips, her fingers lightly touched her hand, and asked, "Oh? How do you ask for advice?"

Nishimura walked around the lobby with small steps and said in a soft voice, "As we all know, the art of tea ceremony in Neon Country is world-renowned, and refreshments have always been highly praised as a necessity for tea ceremonies. My teacher, Muraichi Watanabe, is the most famous tea master in Neon Country. As his only closed disciple, I should inherit his wishes. The little boss may not know that my teacher's family once had a famous woman in your country......

She chuckled under her breath and said, "Presumably the little boss has already guessed who it is, right? This woman brought the most authentic tea ceremony in your country to the Neon Country, and it is guarded and passed down by the Watanabe family, and my teacher is the most outstanding generation in the family......

"Stop, stop—" The more Yu Jian listened, the more she felt that something was wrong, bullying her for reading less?

"Miss Nishimura, please don't take out the jokes in the market and tell them as stories. After all...... History has traces to follow, and what you say is not counted." Do? Take mythology as history?? Only now did Yu Jian truly realize that the neon country in the mouth of netizens tampered with history at will, which was completely a story!

Yu Jian said: "Let me correct you, the history of neon national tea should be traced back to the early Heian period in Nara, when the Tang envoy brought back tea seedlings from China, and also learned Buddhism, culture, and various systems in China. Tea culture is nothing more than the smallest part of it. As for what you are talking about about the tea ceremony, in Chinese history, tea in the Tang Dynasty was nothing more than a prescription, a drink to make people healthier. And the refreshments are more suitable for different teas. How did it come to your mouth that this tea ceremony orthodoxy became the Watanabe family of the Neon Country?"

After a pause, she added, "Inevitably, it's a little ridiculous." Sharply poked at Nishimura Kowako's hypocritical face.

In fact, when Yu Jian said the word Nara, Nishimura Kowako had a bad heart. What she didn't expect was that Yu Jian could really tell the truth about the neon country tea ceremony. The so-called history she just said was nothing more than a white lie that the Watanabe family had been making up to deceive the countrymen.

The neon country is a country that lacks heritage, and the Watanabe family can be related to the Tang Dynasty in China, so it is naturally believed by the Chinese people.

"Little boss, you're not right. Neither you nor I have personally experienced the past, so how can there be a difference between right and wrong? The Watanabe family has had written materials since the time of their ancestors, and it has been passed down from generation to generation."

Yu Jian almost laughed: "Fanyuan in the capital, maybe you can still find the codex of the Tang envoy sent by Nara, do you want to see it?"

It's not easy to cheat? This woman is probably not very smart, otherwise how could she say such things in a grand manner in the land of China. Isn't she afraid of being beaten up with a sack?

Nishimura Kowako was also blocked by her aggressive words, and she couldn't deal with it, her eyes rolled, and she said, "Little boss, I won't say much about these things. I'm here today to officially send you a war post. I'd like to try some refreshments with you."

It's coming, it's coming! Finally got to the point. Zhou Xiaoyan, the melon eater, stopped eating the melon seeds in her hand, and pricked up her ears to listen to this stupid woman.

"Do you dare to fight me?"

Nishimura Kowako stood in front of Yu Jian face to face, and her height in clogs was still a little shorter than Yu Jian, but the surging momentum around her body was not weak at all.

She looked directly at Yu Jian's dark eyes, a look of anticipation.

As long as she is defeated, all negative problems will be solved, and she will become the biggest contributor to Watanabe's participation in the Chinese market.

"How do you want to compare?" Yu Jian asked calmly, this woman's eyes were full of greed and violence.

Nishimura Kowako looked around casually, and in the winding pond, the little lotus showed its sharp corners, and the lotus pods came out of the pond one by one. She instantly had an idea, and her fingertips hooked the budding white-pink lotus: "Why don't you use this lotus flower as the theme, you and I will each make a refreshment." As for the judges...... Let that one come."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to a figure standing by the door.

The lights were a little dim, and Yu Jian vaguely felt that there was someone in the shadows just now, and he didn't care because of Nishimura Koheko.

Now that I mention it, I squint and look at the past.

"Whew—" The figure in the shadows let out a snort, and then slowly stepped in.

The footsteps step by step seemed to be stepping on Yu Jian's heart, calm and powerful.

Tang Yuan stood at a distance of one meter from the two of them and stopped, looking at Nishimura Kowako fixedly, but his expression was slightly weird.

Countless adjectives flashed in Yu Jian's mind, and finally pulled out a few and merged them into one sentence, which was about:

One point of coldness, two points of play, three points of mockery?

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