"It looks like this tea really is something special!"
Sun Fuan thought as he looked up at Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei, finding smiles on their lips.
"It seems that they really have a lot of confidence in it!"
As he spoke, Sun Fuan took a deep breath.
Soon, Sun Fuan gently reached out his hand, and then he lifted the lid of the Purple Sand Pot. As he gently removed the lid, a steam quickly spread...
With the steam spreading, Sun Fuan clearly smelled the intoxicating aroma of the tea...
In an instant, he felt as if he were standing amidst the vast tea gardens.
Around him, numerous tea-picking girls were picking tea leaves while singing and dancing...
"What a sight to see in one’s lifetime!"
Exhilarated by this thought, he looked at Hu Xiaobei and said, "Xiaobei, this tea leaf..."
Hearing Sun Fuan start to speak, Hu Xiaobei’s lips curled slightly, "Uncle Sun, taste it first to see if it suits your palate."
"Okay!"
After nodding vigorously, Sun Fuan quickly picked up the Purple Sand Pot and swiftly poured a cup for his father...
After pouring, he took another cup and filled it for himself.
As the tea was about to overflow, he set down the Purple Sand Pot and eagerly brought the cup to his lips.
He looked very seriously at the tea in the cup, which was as clear as crystal...
The pale golden color of the tea made him subconsciously swallow his saliva...
Drawing a deep breath, he quickly took a sip!
The instant the golden tea touched the tip of his tongue, Sun Fuan’s body shivered.
Quickly, he exhaled a long breath.
At that moment, he really felt like crying.
Because the flavor of the tea was simply too incredible.
As an important official who liked to drink tea, he had really tasted too many fine teas before.
But he was certain, the tea he was drinking now had the best flavor of them all.
With a heartfelt compliment, he turned to his father and said, "Father..."
Before he could finish, he heard his father’s deep voice, "Don’t talk, just savor the tea."
"Yes!"
After nodding vigorously again, he took another sip, and the next second, he blissfully closed his eyes...
Seeing their excited expressions, Hu Xiaobei knew that they truly liked this tea.
Hu Xiaobei was aware this was normal, after all, compared to ordinary tea leaves, the ones transformed by his Nine Wood True Qi were far, far superior...
...
"Hehe, this time, Old Man Sun is probably going to be green with envy!"
At this moment, an elderly man around the same age as Sun Fuan’s father was humming a tune as he walked towards them.
His name was Xue Zhengming, also a retired official.
When he was younger, his relationship with Sun Haiyang, Sun Fuan’s father, was really good.
Both men loved drinking tea, so they often tasted tea together.
Latterly, both had obtained fine teas.
Convinced that their own tea leaves were the best, the two men often compared them, but they had never managed to determine a winner.

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