Tang Mingkun raised his eyebrows slightly. He picked up the teacup beside him and took a few sips. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The taste was really good. His good friend knew how to enjoy good tea as always. He looked at the spacious courtyard, the meticulously built fish pond in the middle, and the various stone sculptures in various positions. Those who didn't know better would probably think that they were visiting an art exhibition.
However, in his opinion, Old Wen really liked art. He always found all kinds of reasons to collect famous paintings or pottery. He even specially built a storage room for his collectibles. If he didn't go down the career path of an official, he would probably have become an outstanding artist.
