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Chapter 149 This girl is good at tea making
However, no matter how good her tea making skills were, Mr. Shen still didn't like her, so she never made tea again.

It’s been three years, and I don’t know if my skills have deteriorated. I hope I don’t lose any talent today.

When Mr. Huo heard that she wanted to wash her hands and burn incense, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times. Although she was very young, she knew the tricks of making tea.

He looked at the cheongsam woman standing next to him, and she understood and left the room. A few minutes later, two women in cheongsam came in, holding incense and water in their hands respectively.

After washing her hands and burning incense, Shen Youran took the boiling water next to her and scalded the teapot. She then took an appropriate amount of tea leaves from the teapot next to her and put them into the teapot. The tea leaves were top-grade Tieguanyin.

She poured a small amount of boiling water into the teapot and then covered it. The teapot was transparent, so she could see the tea leaves slowly sinking, the dry tea absorbing water, the leaves unfolding, and the original color of the buds and leaves.

The first time was to wash the tea. She poured out the slightly turbid water and poured new water for the second brewing.

Waiting for the soup, making tea, and pouring water, each process is carried out in an orderly manner.

Mr. Huo looked at her skillful movements and her seriousness in making tea with admiration in his eyes.

This was also the first time that Ji Jinchuan saw her making tea. Her head was slightly lowered, revealing a section of her fair neck. Her skin was as white as jade and as delicate as fat. Her focused expression seemed as if she was treating something sacred.

Her cheeks were very small, almost smaller than his palm. The lines of her profile were soft and delicate. A playful strand of hair rested on her cheek, adding a bit of spirit to her.

Five minutes later, water vapor mixed with the fragrance of tea rose up like clouds, and the air in the elegant room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.

I haven't tried it for a long time, so I don't know how it tastes.

She turned over two small red clay teacups, poured two cups and pushed them to them: "Tea temperature above 60 degrees will burn your mouth, below 40 degrees will have a lower aroma and a more astringent taste. How do you taste it?"

Old Huo picked up the tea and sniffed it. The lingering tea fragrance made him feel refreshed. Even before he tasted it, he knew that this girl's tea art was good. Shen Youran looked at the two people tasting the tea nervously, even more nervous than when she participated in the tea art competition before and waited for the judges to judge.

Mr. Huo sipped the tea slowly. After taking a sip, the aroma of the tea lingered between his teeth. It was much better than the one brewed by the waiter in the teahouse just now.

Ji Jinchuan took a sip and saw her looking at him eagerly. He looked at Mr. Huo and asked, "What do you think, Mr. Huo?"

"This girl is good at making tea." Mr. Huo put down the teacup and looked at Shen Youran, "Did you learn this skill of making tea from your grandfather?"

Mr. Shen was only annoyed with her, so why would he teach her this? She shook her head and said, "I learned it from my mother."

Although Tang Huiru was not a famous lady, she was well-educated and well-mannered. Mr. Huo still had some impression of her. His tone became a little kinder: "How is your grandfather in recent years?"

From the tone of his voice, it seemed that the two knew each other, and she replied, "Not bad, he's in Auckland."

Mr. Huo picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup: "Give him my regards."

Although this Mr. Huo is as old-fashioned as Mr. Shen, he is approachable and kind: "Okay."

Ji Jinchuan looked at her and curled his lips slightly: "There is a flower garden in the backyard of the teahouse. You can sit there if you feel bored."

Of course Shen Youran could tell that he was trying to get her out of the way. The two of them probably wanted to talk about serious business. She got up and left the room, walked through the corridor, and came to the back garden.

(End of this chapter)