"Are you busy?" asked Qin Chenggong.
"No, just got off work and am at the residential building's entrance. What's up, Dad?" replied Qin Wei.
"Where did you get the tea that Aunt Yue brought for you? Get me a few more pounds of it!" commanded Qin Chenggong.
Qin Wei was taken aback and struggled to respond, forcing a bitter smile. "Dad, if you want to drink tea, I can buy you some good stuff."
"This tea is pretty good. Uncle Liu's birthday is coming up soon, I'm planning to pack two pounds of this tea to give him." Qin Chenggong dropped another bombshell.
Qin Wei felt like his brain wasn't working properly. Uncle Liu was his dad's close friend, and he remembered that his father had been considering for a month in advance what to give as a birthday present before deciding to buy thirty-year-aged Upward wild ginseng.
And now he wanted to use this tea as a birthday present?
This tea was clearly a small gift from Xu Fang, how had it become precious?
