The fragrance of Longjing tea was fresh and crisp, its taste mellow and sweet. This small pot of tea leaves that he had brought were picked before the rainy season, thus it was called Longjing Before Rain.
Usually, the tea plant would sprout only a single leaf before the rainy season, giving the Longjing tea a mellow and more elegant taste than the other variation, Long Jing Before Ming. There was only a tael worth of tea leaves in it, yet it was priced as much as twenty thousand Federal dollars.
Qin Mang took the purple-clay teacup and gently sipped from it. The old man broke into a delightful smile almost instantly. "What great tea! The flavor is even mellower than Snow-white Silverpins. If the Snow-white Silverpins are akin to a gorgeous woman, this type of tea leaves can be likened to be a budding teenager; to each its merits, both can be considered great tea. I've never known that your home planet has such wondrous tea leaves."
