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It took only five or six minutes before Shen Zhou retracted his skilled hands.
He pointed at the tray, calm and composed, "The larger pile is the mother tree Da Hong Pao, and the smaller pile is from the old tree. The difference is very obvious; you can see it at a glance, and smelling it will make it even clearer."
He cast a sidelong glance at Guo Shanmiao, the corner of his mouth curling up in mockery.
He still didn't know who was slapping their own face.
Xue Chang stared at the tray, incredulous!
He too was an experienced tea connoisseur and could naturally discern the differences between the two piles of tea leaves.
The one-third pile had a coarser color, the leaves were thinner, and the sizes varied.
The two-thirds pile was light yet robust, with an alluring color.
Moreover, each leaf was even in size, uniform in color, and perfect in thickness—it was definitely top-grade tea!
