"Yes."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
No wonder Ye Cheng liked tea so much. It turned out that he had a father who loved tea so much.
Entering the courtyard, Qin Feiyang sat at the stone table under the warm hospitality of the old man in sackcloth.
The tea on the table bubbled and the fragrance of tea filled the air.
The woman in white smelled the tea and looked at Qin Feiyang with a smile. "This is the tea that Second Grandpa gave to Great Grandpa. It's the best tea. Try it."
"The best tea?"
Qin Feiyang was stunned.
However, Ye Cheng had an awkward expression on his face.
What kind of tea was the best tea?
It was not at the same level as the tea that Qin Feiyang drank.
The old man in sackcloth looked at Ye Zhong who was sitting at the side and said, "What are you doing? Hurry up and pour us some tea. "
"Cough cough!"
Ye Zhong immediately choked and coughed violently.
'You've brewed the tea and you still want me to brew it?'
'My father, can't you leave me some face?'
'How can I face this disciple in the future?'
The woman in white was very sensible. Seeing Ye Zhong's dissatisfaction, she stood up and picked up the teapot and smiled. "Let me do it!"
Her movements were very elegant and had the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.
At this moment.
Ye Zhongcai sighed in relief.
Fortunately, there was a well-behaved granddaughter to help him out.
The woman in white poured tea for them one by one and looked at Qin Feiyang with a smile. "Try it."
Qin Feiyang picked up the teacup and sniffed it.
'Isn't this the tea that Ye Cheng gave me last time in the Duty Hall?'
And from the beginning to the end.
Ye Cheng had an awkward look on his face.
Because he had tasted Qin Feiyang's tea in the Black Tortoise World. That was the real best tea.
"How is it?"
The old man in sackcloth looked at Qin Feiyang expectantly.
Qin Feiyang glanced at Ye Cheng next to him, tasted it slightly, and nodded with a smile. "It's indeed good tea."
"Cough cough."
Ye Cheng coughed dryly, and his expression became even more awkward.
"I don't have many hobbies. The only thing I like to do is to drink tea. Thus, I would often have the two of them gather some good tea for me."
"If you like it, I can give you some as a gift for our first meeting."
The linen-clothed old man smiled.
"You're still giving me gifts?"
Ye Cheng really couldn't sit still and hurriedly said, "Lord Father, if you want to drink tea, then drink tea. Why are you saying so much?"
What a joke.
Other people's tea was a thousand times better than this, no, ten thousand times better. How could they like this kind of tea?
He even gave her a greeting gift.
How embarrassing!
The old man in sackcloth said angrily, "Little brother, you've saved my old life and you're not even willing to give me some tea leaves?"
"My old father!"
"That's not what I meant …"
"I'll be frank with you. Li Bu 'er was being polite to you."
Ye Cheng said bitterly.
"What do you mean?"
The linen-clothed old man was suspicious.
Ye Zhong and the white-clothed woman also looked at Ye Cheng in confusion.
Qin Feiyang said, "Deputy Palace Master, let's not talk about this anymore in case it's awkward."
"I'm afraid that if I don't talk about it, it'll get even more awkward later."
Ye Cheng shook his head and looked at the linen-clothed old man. "Li Bu 'er has a type of tea that's countless times better than ours."
The linen-clothed old man was slightly stunned and hurriedly looked at Qin Feiyang, asking, "Little brother, is that true?"
Qin Feiyang shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Old man, I do prefer my own tea, but that's just my personal preference. Please don't misunderstand."
"Misunderstand what?"
"Good is good."
"In the Way of Tea, there's no such thing as awkwardness."
"Since little brother has such good tea, can I have a taste?"
The linen-clothed old man looked at Qin Feiyang eagerly.
"Lord Father, you …"
Ye Cheng was a little frustrated.
'Why can't I change this bad habit of mine?'
'As soon as I hear that there's good tea, I'll ask for it regardless of whether I know it or not. That's way too rude!'
Ye Zhong had a helpless look on his face.
Obviously.
This old father of his was also quite a headache.
However, the white-clothed woman looked at Qin Feiyang curiously.
"This …"
Qin Feiyang wanted to refuse, fearing that the situation would be awkward, but looking at the linen-clothed old man's eyes, he couldn't refuse.
"Okay!"
Qin Feiyang took out a sealed tea jar, which was made by Fire Lotus and had not been opened yet. He smiled and said, "Old man, I'll give this to you. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course not, of course not."
The linen-clothed old man waved his hand and looked at Ye Zhong. "Hurry up, change the tea."
Ye Zhong's face stiffened and he glanced at the white-clothed woman.
"Why are you looking at Xue 'er?"
"Xue 'er and Brother Li are both young people. They have common topics to talk about when they're together."
"You're already so old. Why are you joining in the fun?"
"Hurry up."
The linen-clothed old man scolded angrily.
Ye Zhong's forehead immediately creased with black lines.
Qin Feiyang looked at Ye Zhong from the side and couldn't help but want to laugh.
The dignified Grand Hall Master of the Dragon God Palace, who was not weaker than the ancestors and the various Ancestral Dragons, was actually being scolded to the point of bleeding.
If this were to spread out, it would definitely cause an unprecedented sensation.
The white-clothed woman and Ye Cheng's faces were also flushed red.
What about the Grand Hall Master?
So what if he was a supreme expert?
In front of his great grandfather, in front of his old father, wasn't he still able to scold him whenever he wanted?
He didn't even dare to retort.
Ye Zhong glanced at Qin Feiyang, then looked at Ye Cheng and said, "Ye Cheng …"
Ye Cheng immediately turned his head to look elsewhere, as if he didn't hear anything.
"Do you want me to invite you with a stick?"
The linen-clothed old man shouted.
"Don't be angry, I'll change it, I'll change it."
Ye Zhong immediately stood up and glared fiercely at Ye Cheng. Then, he picked up the teapot and angrily walked toward the wooden house.
What was going on?
In any case, he was still a reputable person. How could he be ordered around like this? What kind of nonsense was that?
Wait a minute!
It seemed that from the beginning until now, his old father had been calling Li Bu 'er Little Brother all the time?
And just now, he even called him Brother Li?
Brother?
Master and disciple?
What the hell was this!
If that was the case, didn't he have to call this kid Uncle?
It was a mess.
Everything was a mess.
…
Looking at the embarrassed Ye Zhong, the white-clothed woman said in a low voice, "Great Grandfather, leave some face for Grandfather!"
"No matter how good he is, he is still my son. No matter how bad I am, I am still his father. Why should I leave him face?"
"Let's talk about it later."
"There are no outsiders here. Why should I leave him face?"
The linen-clothed old man snorted coldly.
"No outsiders?"
The white-clothed woman was stunned and glanced at Qin Feiyang. Wasn't this an outsider?
However, it seemed that in the eyes of her great grandfather, this person was already family.
The white-clothed woman looked at Qin Feiyang and said apologetically, "Don't take offense. Our family is like this."
"It's okay."
"I quite like this atmosphere."
"It's relaxed. There's no pressure."
Qin Feiyang waved his hand.
The linen-clothed old man said, "Brother Li, if you like it, you can come here often to play."
"Okay."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
Although Ye Zhong was in a sorry state, this old man's personality was very straightforward. He spoke whatever was on his mind and did not hide anything.
He was not like those hypocrites who said one thing on the surface and another behind their backs.
The white-clothed woman stood up and stretched out her hand in front of Qin Feiyang. She smiled and said, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am Ye Xue 'er, Ye Zhong's granddaughter."
"Li Bu 'er, a nobody."
Qin Feiyang also stood up and smiled. He gently shook Ye Xue 'er's hand and then retracted it.
"If you're a nobody, then what am I?"
"Now in the north, who doesn't know your name, Li Bu 'er?"
Ye Xue 'er shook her head and returned to the stone bench.
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly and said, "Reputation is not necessarily a good thing."
The linen-clothed old man sized up Qin Feiyang and said with a smile, "Brother Li, may I take the liberty to ask something?"
"Go ahead."
Qin Feiyang said with a smile.
"Where do you live?"
"Who is in your family?"
The linen-clothed old man said.
Qin Feiyang was stunned.
Was he checking the entrance of the household?
Ye Cheng was also shocked and hurriedly said, "Father, why are you asking this?"
He knew Qin Feiyang's identity.
And Qin Feiyang's identity was a minefield that could not be touched.
"Yes, Great-grandfather."
"That's too presumptuous!"
Ye Xue 'er was also unhappy.
"That's why I'm taking the liberty to ask."
The linen-clothed old man glanced at the two of them and looked at Qin Feiyang with a smile. "Brother Li, you don't mind, right? If you do, just pretend that I didn't ask."
"It's okay."
Qin Feiyang shook his head and said with a smile, "Actually, I don't know where I'm from either."
"What do you mean?"
The linen-clothed old man was suspicious.
"Great-grandfather."
"If he said that, then there must be a painful past. Aren't you deliberately making him feel uncomfortable by getting to the root of the matter?"
Ye Xue 'er said unhappily.
The linen-clothed old man was stunned and nodded. "Yes, yes, yes, Brother Li, I'm really sorry."
"It's okay."
Qin Feiyang smiled faintly.
At this moment.
Ye Zhong walked out with a teapot in his hand and looked very calm.
The linen-clothed old man immediately stared at the teapot and looked forward to it.
Ye Zhong opened the teapot.
A burst of tea fragrance immediately overflowed.
"Hmm?"
Ye Zhong was slightly stunned. He took out a tea leaf, put it at the tip of his nose and sniffed it. Then, he put it in his mouth and a look of shock flashed across his old eyes.
What kind of tea leaf was this?
The taste was so pure?
When he came back to his senses, he quickly grabbed some tea leaves and put them into the teapot, then poured some water.
The tea fragrance became stronger.
The entire courtyard was filled with the tea fragrance.
The linen-clothed old man's eyes were shining.
The tea fragrance alone was incomparable to the previous tea.
"Great-grandfather, try it."
Ye Xue 'er picked up the teapot and poured a small cup for the linen-clothed old man.
Generally speaking.
The tea leaves had to be filtered.
That was to say, the first tea had to be poured away.
This was because many tea leaves had a bitter taste when they were first served.
On the other hand, this was also to wash away the stains on the tea leaves.
But the tea leaves cultivated by the Fire Lotus were different.
Not only was the taste of the first tea not bitter, but it was also more pure.
As for the stains on the tea leaves, it was even more impossible.
Because this was drunk by Qin Feiyang, the Fire Lotus was very clean when it was made.
The linen-clothed old man picked up the teacup, smelled it first, then put it to his mouth and gently took a sip.
At that moment.
His old eyes were shining.
Was this tea?
No!
This was Immortal Dew, the immortal of tea!
He had never drunk such good tea in his life.
Ye Zhong looked at his old father and also picked up the teacup and tasted it. His eyes were full of envy.
This was indeed not something their tea leaves could compare to.
The linen-clothed old man looked at Qin Feiyang and asked, "Brother Li, may I ask, where did you get these tea leaves?"
Qin Feiyang smiled and said, "They were personally cultivated by my younger sister."
"Amazing."
"Brother Li is really a blessed person to have such a sister who is so good at cultivating tea trees."
"I'm really envious."
The linen-clothed old man said.
"Senior, you flatter me."
Qin Feiyang shook his head.
The linen-clothed old man looked at Ye Zhong and said, "In the future, when you send me tea, you must also send such tea leaves."
"Father, aren't you making things difficult for us?"
The brothers smiled bitterly.
"I don't care."
"If it can't compare to this tea, don't send it to me."
The linen-clothed old man said with a cold face.
"Okay, okay, okay."
The two of them nodded helplessly.
The linen-clothed old man said, "Then you two brothers, hurry up and cook!"
"We cook?"
The two of them widened their eyes and jumped up.
"What?"
"Do you want me to cook it myself?"
The linen-clothed old man's face was stern. When he saw the two of them looking at Ye Xue 'er, he said angrily, "Don't look at Xue' er, go by yourself!"
"Sigh!"
The brothers got up, shook their heads, sighed, and walked towards the wooden building.
Since when did people of their statuses and statuses cook for themselves?
Wasn't this making things difficult for them?
This old man really knew how to torture people.
[PS: Today's two chapters, I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.]
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