After sitting down, tengyuan, who was about to speak, was attracted by the fragrance of the tea. Although he was an expert in Huaxia, there were many things that he couldn't buy. At most, he would be served by others, such as now.
"This is top-grade tea. Before tomorrow?" Tengyuan wasn't sure.
"It's pre-Ming Tea, sorry to make you laugh. " Yuan Zhou said quite earnestly.
Fujiwara choked and suddenly didn't know what to say. Looking at Yuan Zhou's serious expression, he suddenly recalled the first time they met and the scene where Yuan Zhou persistently asked him about his thoughts after eating the steamed rice with anchovy.
Fine, you're the boss, you have the final say.
He took a sip of the tea. The fresh tea fragrance with a little bitterness spread in his mouth. There was a faint flower fragrance mixed in, fresh and elegant. He had felt a little full just now, but it disappeared with the tea fragrance.
"Good tea!" Fujiwara's eyes brightened as he praised.
