"Master Antonio, please have some black tea. That is the tribute tea that Count Gray has grown for the imperial family. The annual output is only about a hundred catties. I finally managed to get a catty from him after much difficulty."
They were in the Ptolemy family's living room. Daniel pointed at a cup of black tea in front of Antonio.
Antonio picked up the silver teacup and took a sip. As he felt the mellow tea flowing down his throat, he revealed an expression of enjoyment and nodded. "Not bad. I only drink this kind of tea once in a while. I didn't expect you to be able to get as much as one catty. It looks like the Ptolemy family has been developing quite well."
