Chapter 417
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This was the first time Huo Yao had experienced being 'ostracized' by her parents and older brothers since she returned home. She picked up her chopsticks and ate quietly. She would occasionally glance at the old man next to her.
She really didn't know what kind of magic potion this swindling old man had fed the three of them. They actually didn't even believe her words.
After dinner, Huo Yao wanted to go back to her room. However, Song Ning ordered her to spend more time with the old man, so she continued to sit in the living room.
She did not initiate a conversation. Instead, she took out her phone and started playing.
Huo Jinyan walked over and could not help shaking his head bitterly when he saw his daughter ignoring him.
He sat down next to the old man. A thought crossed his mind and he asked him. "Do you like to drink tea?"
Huo Jinyan had a cup of tea after dinner every day, so today was no exception.
The old man's eyes lit up and he nodded. "It's my hobby."
Huo Jinyan stood up. "Wait a minute. I'll go get the tea set."
The old man did not stand on ceremony. He had been away from home for two days and had yet to sit down and have a cup of tea, so he was not used to it.
Huo Yao glanced at her father and the old man with her phone. She shook her head and turned her back to them. She lowered her head and continued to look at her phone.
Huo Jinyan walked over to the temperature-controlled storeroom. He glanced at the precious tea leaves on the wooden shelf before his eyes landed on the box of Wuyi Da Hong Pao tea leaves.
His eyes paused for a few seconds before he reached for the tea leaves and a set of purple clay teapots on the side. Then he left the storeroom.
Since the old man was special, it was only right to treat him with good tea.
Before long, Huo Jinyan returned to the living room with a purple clay tea set and tea leaves.
The old man was visibly surprised when he saw the purple clay teapots in Huo Jinyan's hands.
They were made in the Jiajing period of Zhengde. Just one teacup alone cost over a hundred thousand yuan.
The old man tapped his fingers gently on his knee as he fell into deep thought.
"What kind of tea do you like to drink?" asked Huo Jinyan as he boiled the water.
"I like black tea, green tea, and oolong tea," replied the old man with a smile.
Although he was already in his early eighties, other than his white hair, the wrinkles on his face were not too obvious. His face was ruddy, and he looked energetic.
"I got my hands on a box of Da Hong Pao Tea some time ago. Let's try it today," said Huo Jinyan as he picked up the metal box.
When the old man heard that, he said, "Then I'm in luck today."
His attention landed on the tea box in Huo Jinyan's hands. The old man was instantly stunned when he saw the familiar box.
This box was exactly the same as the box of Da Hong Pao that he had kept for many years?
The old man felt that something was wrong with his eyes. He couldn't help but raise his hand and rub it twice. When he looked again, the box was still the box he was most familiar with.
Back then, when he had won the bid for that box of Da Hong Pao tea, he had someone make a sealed box that could store tea leaves for a long time.
It could be said that it was one of a kind. It was impossible for there to be imitations in the outside world.
So … this box of tea was the one in his storage room?
But he remembered that the tea was still there when he left?
While the old man was deep in thought, Huo Jinyan took out the tea, brewed it, and poured the first cup for the old man.
The rich aroma of Da Hong Pao tea wafted in the air as soon as the tea was brewed.
"Try it, Old Master," said Huo Jinyan.
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