Unlike Fabio, Old Time Tea was invisible today because it was worried that pets were not allowed in the teahouse. If there were other customers who saw pets drinking tea with people, they might not be unhappy.
After entering the teahouse, it carefully looked at the things and people it hadn't seen for a long time and couldn't help but feel emotional.
The older it got, the more it liked the quietness. The teahouse in Hidden Fog was an ideal place for quietness. In ancient times, masters and hermits often built their own huts in the wilderness. However, it was also one of the reasons why it chose to go down the mountain with Zhang Zian.
The interior of the teahouse was almost the same as it was a year ago. Even the placement of the chairs was the same. The shopkeeper and the waitress were the same. It was as if time had stopped in this teahouse.
Old Time Tea felt that even if it came back next year, this place would still be like a fixed ink painting.
Of course, if one were to look for bones in an egg, the shopkeeper and the waitress had some slight physical changes. For example, the taste of the skincare products had changed, the length of their hair had changed, and as they grew older, the look in their eyes had also changed.
Fortunately, time had not left its mark on their faces, although it was only a matter of time. After all, it was human nature to grow old, get sick, and die. Even if they did not have to worry about money and were temporarily carefree, they would still have to face the crossroads of their lives sooner or later.
"Delicious!"
A crisp praise interrupted Old Time Tea's thoughts. It turned its gaze to the back of the junior high school girl.
The shopkeeper and the waitress, who it thought were in their prime, paled in comparison to real youth. She was like a light that lit up the entire teahouse. Her slender hands held the teacup, and her skin was translucent and glossy. She didn't need skincare products at all.
"Shopkeeper, the tea you made is so delicious!" The young girl exclaimed, "Even the ancient tea sages and tea immortals couldn't taste such delicious tea!"
Old Time Tea smiled. Sure enough, she was a young person who was not afraid of tigers. She really didn't know how to control her mouth.
"You are flattering me. How can we compare to the ancient sages?" The shopkeeper laughed. But the customer's praise still made her feel good.
"I'm serious! When people talk about traditional culture, they praise the ancient times. How could the ancient times be so good? No matter what, everything was developing. Technology was constantly improving, and the same was true for the art of tea! If you bring the tea from the Tang and Song Dynasties to the present, you'll probably vomit after taking a sip! " Although she was young, she spoke with conviction, and the large lapels of her sailor suit rose and fell with her words.
Of course, the shopkeeper wouldn't argue with such a young girl. He just smiled and didn't say anything.
After much hard work, Zhang Zian had just gotten the menu in his hands. He nodded and said, "That's true. In ancient times, those who boasted about dragon livers and phoenix brains had never tasted KFC and Coca-Cola. Modern science's research on the sense of taste has been accurate to the molecular level. If you bring a bag of the cheapest chicken essence back to ancient times and sprinkle a small pinch of chicken essence into a pot of random stew, it will become incomparably delicious. There's an 80% chance that you'll be praised as the Chicken God …"
"Haha! The Chicken God is not bad. "The middle school girl trembled as she held the teacup in her hands.
"Do you want to order tea or talk nonsense?" the waiter said angrily.
"Don't worry, I'll order right away."
Zhang Zian was really frustrated as a customer today. He had offended her in the past, and she was still holding a grudge against him until now …
There were some new varieties on the menu compared to nearly a year ago. Of course, the prices were more expensive. His memory was far from good enough to remember the menu prices from a year ago. It was actually because he had relived it once in his dream and hadn't forgotten it.
He spread the menu on the table and gestured for Old Time Tea to order what she liked. He ordered the cheapest tea and pastries set meal for himself.
Old Time Tea skimmed through the menu and pointed at the best Tie Guanyin with the tip of its claw. Now, this was only considered the mid-range tea in the teahouse. In the top few columns, there were so many "8s" that it made people dizzy. Looking at it, it felt like the "8s" had turned into an infinite symbol …
"And a pot of the best Tie Guanyin," he added when he saw the waiter pouting and about to leave.
"Aren't you alone? The tea and pastries set meal includes tea. Why did you order just one pot of tea? "The waiter looked at him as if he was a country bumpkin.
"The more I order, the more I care for your business, right?" Zhang Zian replied seriously.
The waiter's lips moved. Suddenly, she put her face close to his ear.
Zhang Zian thought she was going to kiss him. It seemed that the shop's business was not good. Two pots of tea and I get a kiss? Am I that kind of person?
He turned his face to her and was about to refuse her, but he heard her whisper, "There is a new police station at the foot of the mountain. If you dare to eat without paying, I will call the police!"
After that, she went back to the counter without looking back. She raised her voice and said, "A pot of the best Tie Guanyin and a jasmine matcha set meal!"
"Okay! A pot of the best Tie Guanyin and a jasmine matcha set meal will be ready soon, "the shopkeeper responded.
The waiter brought a basin rack with three compartments: a small basin, a disposable soap, and a disposable towel. There was a puddle of water in the small basin. It seemed that Zhang Zian used it to wash his hands before eating tea. This was a service that hadn't been available the last time he came.
Zhang Zian sighed. No wonder the price of the menu had increased again. It turned out that the service had been upgraded. Even the first-class cabin of the plane didn't have this kind of service. Although he had never been in the first-class cabin of the plane, it was probably the same for the nobles in ancient times.
He could only say that it was good to be rich, and the things that rich people could enjoy were really good!
After he washed his hands, the waiter brought the basin rack back to the back. Then, he heard a splash. The basin of water that had been carried to the top of the mountain by hand was poured away. Zhang Zian felt distressed when he heard it.
The shopkeeper's tea making skills were very ornamental, but also very scientific and rigorous. He used a thermometer to accurately monitor the temperature of the boiling water in the silver pot, so that the water could be brewed at the best temperature. This alone was not something that the ancient people could do, because there were no thermometers in ancient times. Measuring the temperature of the boiling water could only be done by experience and estimation. Even if the ancient people also used a silver pot to boil water, the silver content of the silver pot would not be as pure as the modern silver pot. There were more impurities. When the tea was tasted to a certain level, any impurities could affect the taste of the tea. Therefore, what the junior high school girl said was not unreasonable.
The shopkeeper brewed the jasmine tea first. The waiter brought out the matcha cake from the kitchen and put it on a tray for Zhang Zian.
"Sir, please enjoy," the waiter said routinely.
The shopkeeper continued to brew the Tie Guanyin.
The cake was very exquisite, but … the portion was really not enough. Zhang Zian felt that he could eat it in one bite.
At this time, the junior high school girl suddenly said, "Oh! I forgot to bring money. Can I buy on credit? "
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