Shi Jin and Fu Xiuyuan sat on the sofa. Both of them were wearing light-colored home clothes. They leaned against each other in the sunlight, making for a pleasing sight.
Butler Kang brought the tea set up, filled it with water, and plugged it in.
Shi Jin took out the tea leaves and skillfully placed them in the tea set. She rinsed the tea leaves and made tea.
She handed the first cup to Fu Xiuyuan. "Try this."
"The artistic conception is remote, like an afternoon filled with rocks. The aftertaste is like the rolling of the waves." Fu Xiuyuan finished his cup and commented softly, "So this is the tea from the past with the special plant of Hong Kong, the black chrysanthemum?"
"You're right. The black chrysanthemum lives around the sea, so it will make you feel as if you're tasting waves.
How is the taste?"
"Slightly bitter, with a sweet aftertaste. There's peace in the noise and a sense of collision."
Shi Jin smiled slightly. Every word of Fu Xiuyuan's evaluation was the same as her state of mind when she concocted this tea.
It was said that tea was like a person. What kind of person concocted what kind of tea? Actually, weren't those who drank tea the same?
Only by understanding tea could one understand the deeper meaning behind this.
"What's good? I'll try it too." Old Master Fu walked over with a smile and came to their side.
Shi Jin handed a cup of freshly brewed tea to Old Master Fu. "Grandpa, try it."
Old Master Fu took it and took a sip. There was a hint of confusion on his face as he took two more sips seriously.
"This tea... has a faint sense of familiarity. It's a little better than the one I drank before, but it has its own merits. Thinking about it carefully, yours is still the best."
"Where did you drink it before, Grandpa?" Shi Jin asked.
"It's... Forget it, don't mention it." Old Master Fu did not want to mention Qin Fanya's name.
After a few consecutive things, he did not even have that little friendship from before. He treated Qin Fanya as an ordinary person and no longer an important junior of his family.
"Did Miss Qin treat Grandpa to tea?" Shi Jin asked directly.
Old Master Fu nodded. "Shi Jin, it doesn't matter if she's good or not. That's all in the past. She can't be compared to you at all."
"That's true," Shi Jin said with a nod and continued to brew tea.
After saying this, Old Master Fu suddenly remembered that he had not drunk the tea Shi Jin had given him previously. He turned around and got Butler Kang to send it to someone else. It seemed to have been given to Qin Fanya.
Later on, the tea Qin Fanya sent to him increased by a few levels.
Could it be that... the tea leaves Qin Fanya had given him were actually from Shi Jin?
He did not know why this thought suddenly appeared in his mind, but once it appeared, he could not suppress it.
He asked, "Shi Jin, do you still have the tea leaves you gave me in the past?"
"Yes." Shi Jin took some out from his side. "Grandpa, do you want to try it?"
"Yes. Quickly brew some and I'll try it."
Shi Jin slowly and skillfully brewed the tea leaves. She handed a cup to Old Master Fu and another to Fu Xiuyuan.
Old Master Fu drank it in one gulp and immediately understood. The tea leaves that Qin Fanya had given him and whom he had praised greatly had really been made by Shi Jin!
He could not help but smile bitterly. So he had been proud that he had never been judged people wrongly all his life. What a joke. How many times had he been wrong?
If not for Shi Jin shining under the suppression time and time again, even he would have been deceived by these people outside. Fortunately, he was not completely deceived.
"Grandpa, is this tea not good?" Shi Jin asked softly.
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