The Dragon Tea Estate.

In an antique tea room, a young woman in a cheongsam is boiling water to make tea.

Her way of running water, it looks pleasing to the eye.

After looking at it for four weeks, Yan Qingqing looked at the tea artist to make tea, after all, the master-level tea-brewing method is worth learning.

The cat, on the other hand, was just as curious.

Although it likes to drink tea, it has not been seen so pleasing to make tea.Moreover, the tea it used to drink is just a few dollars a pound of ordinary tea.

It’s such expensive tea, I haven’t had it yet.

And Yan Qinghe points, this pot on the first Longjing, but 3,888.

“Do you want to listen to the piano?”

When the woman's tea artist passed the water again, he looked up at Yan Qingyang and asked, "While tasting tea, listening to the piano, it can better taste the true meaning of tea, and can also relax the mood better."

Yan Qingqing wanted to try it, but there are yellow cats on the side, and some people are not very good.

After all, he was a tea-heavy cat.

"No need."The blue sky smiled and shook his head.

“Please.”

The female tea artist no longer spoke, and gave a small cup of tea with a clip.

The tea cup is transparent, the tea soup is green and clear, and the water is thick, and there is a faint tea aroma, which is refreshing.

There was nothing to be felt about, but the yellow cat couldn’t resist, a look of movement.

“I’ll make tea myself.”

Yan Qingqing glanced at the yellow cat and said to the female tea artist, "I want to drink tea quietly."

The woman paused for a moment and said, “Sir, since the tea before tomorrow is relatively delicate, it is generally appropriate to water about 80 degrees.”Because the tea is tender and greener, the brewing water temperature will be low, so the tea soup that is brewed can be tender green and bright, and the taste is fresh."

“Moreover, the nutrients in tea are less destructive.”

“Thank you.”

He smiled, not wanting to be seen by each other.

When the female tea artist walked out of the tea room, the yellow cat immediately couldn't help it, jumped on the coffee table and grabbed a cup, and immediately sent it to his mouth.

After a small drink, his eyes began to squint again, and he seemed to enjoy it.

"The aroma is plain, the taste is mellow, it is really the Longjing in front of Ming."Taste the back of the air.

Well, that’s what he said, and he doesn’t know how to taste tea at all.

Although he usually has regular tea, but only a random drink, and the tea he bought is only two or three hundred pieces a pound of ordinary tea.

Two or three hundred dollars seems to be a lot, but you can only buy ordinary tea.

Those special Ming Qianlongjing, a pound can buy 670,000 yuan, and it is priceless...

This year's Longjing head tea has created a sky-high price of 240,000 yuan.According to the gold market price on the same day, a pound of gold reached more than 168,000 pieces.

This is due to the generally low temperature before Qingming, the number of germination is limited, the growth rate is slow, and the output that can meet the picking standard is very small.

Therefore, there is also the saying, “Tea before tomorrow, which is as expensive as gold.”

At this time, the yellow cat could not stop at all, one cup after another, almost collapsed on the coffee table, and enjoyed it incomparably.

“Damn, you’re drinking so much, it’s okay?”

Yan Qingyian some doubts asked, after all, cats should not drink tea, it is easy to cause poisoning.

“Meow.”

The cat screamed a few times, seemingly to say it was okay.

At this time, Yan Qingyang began to make tea, see the glass pot in the bottom of the leaf green, the leaves are delicate and pure, the color is bright, the leaves are unfolded...

This is indeed the first one of the first dragons.

About an hour later, the yellow cat followed out of the tea room and turned back.

"Brother Cat, come back at night."The glare could not be seen without a smile.

The cat immediately heard the scream.

And when the yellow cat returned to the Yellow Master Memorial Hall, Yan Qingyang continued to go non-stop to the memorials of those martial arts masters.

One afternoon he came down, and he received only three wisps of the spirit.

At this time, at more than seven o'clock in the evening, Yan Qingyang took the yellow cat to the Minglong Tea House and ordered a pot of more expensive Mingqian Longjing.

Perhaps the tea is more pure, but Yan Qinghe can't taste it.

And in the evening, Yan Qingyong finished the remaining martial arts master memorial and received the spirit of eight martial arts.

In his long-life orders, there are a total of 44 wisps of martial arts.

"In addition to the memorial, those old martial arts halls, shrines, etc., should also remain some..."

The glare thought.

Although some real warriors will also have some martial spirit, unfortunately they are moving and cannot be found at all.

Better to find it.

Yan Qingkong plans to spend two more days to walk the whole Wucheng again, at least the spirit of Wucheng is collected.

After two teas, the yellow cat was no longer on alert.

On the second day, he followed Yan Qinghe everywhere, looking for the spirit of martial arts together.It is not only good tea, but also good martial arts, and it is very much to admire Master Huang...

Because it was born there, it grew up there.

Therefore, Master Huang has become the trust of his heart...

On the second day, the third day of Yan Qinghang's stay in Wucheng, he only received the spirit of seven wiss of weapons.

Before that, fifty-one.

After drinking the tea of the dragon tea four times, the yellow cat has become addicted, and those ordinary teas, it can't drink.

He looked at the sky pitifully.

At this time, Yan Qingyang has some headaches and really enjoys it.

The tea he invited four times was the high-class tea of the Minglong Tea Estate, and he spent more than 10,000 yuan...

On the fourth day, the fifth time drinking tea, Yan Qingkong said to the yellow cat: "Cat brother, I have bought a ticket for the evening, and I am leaving Wucheng at more than eight o'clock in the evening."

The cat listened quietly, and it seemed to know something.

“Will you come with me?”

Some people are looking forward to asking, and I like this yellow cat.

“Meow.”

The yellow cat was silent for a long time, pointing to the direction of Master Huang's memorial, and it seemed that he still did not want to leave his homeland.

In fact, Yan Qingqing can see that the yellow cat is a little heart, but in the end did not agree, he underestimated the weight of Master Huang in the heart of the yellow cat.

“You’re going to guard there?”The sheriff hesitated to ask.

“Meow.”

The cat quickly called out.

"Since you are not an idol, I will not force it."Yan Qinghang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll come to Wucheng to ask you for tea."

The yellow cat heard the great joy and circled around him a few times.

In the afternoon, Yan Qinghe found four more wis, and received a total of fifty-five wiss of martial arts.

When the sun set, Yan Qingyang returned to the Huang Master Memorial Hall, and took the yellow cat who had been waiting for him to drink tea at the Minglong Tea House.

The yellow cat drank very slowly this time, every mouthful was tasting, and it seemed to leave the tea room...

“Brother, the cat is gone.”

When the tea is finished, the yellow cat still does not stand up, as if trying not to go.

"Don't worry, I'll come see you."Yan Qingyong smiled, probably knowing that the yellow cat did not want him to go, after all, you can ask it for tea.

“Meow.”The cat called a few times.

When he left the tea house, he bought two pounds of tea before he was ready for tea, each of which was half a pound.

The yellow cat saw some doubts, after all, it would only drink tea and would not make tea.

"Cat brother, are you familiar with that boxing boy?"You should have noticed the difference in yourself, didn’t you?”When Yan Qingkang saw it, he smiled and said, “This tea, I let him keep it, let him make a pot for the cat brother when he has time, how?”

The cat heard it and immediately rejoiced.

When Yan Qingkang handed the tea to a misty-listing young man, and after a few words of serious hand, he waved his hand and left.

And the boy is still confused.

He looked at the young man who had left, and the yellow cat who was walking behind the young man, as if the young man had said that it was well-informed.

In the night, the sky is passing, but it is a little.

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