In the bookstore...
No, it should be in the Heaven's Secret Pavilion.
Ye Bei sat next to a table with a piece of white paper spread on it.
Next to his right hand, there was a purple clay teapot and a small teacup. White smoke was slowly rising from the mouth of the teapot and teacup.
A light tea scent spread throughout the room.
On his left side, there was a brush.
Ye Bei picked up that brush and dipped ink on the nib.
Then he placed the nib above the white paper.
He wanted to write something...
However, when a drop of ink fell on the white paper, a small black stain appeared, but he still did not write anything.
After a long time...
Ye Bei put the brush aside again, stretched out his hand, and lifted the teacup.
Tea was the new tea.
But he didn't know how many times he had tasted this tea variety in the years.
