"Ahem, cough...what kind of tea is this! Why is it sour, astringent, and bitter! It tastes like water soaked in a broken straw mat!"
Wiping the remaining tea from the corner of his mouth, the young man stared blankly at the tea bowl in front of him and murmured!
How could he, who had lived in fine clothes since he was a child, enjoy this so-called tea that was ten times worse than pot water? So he endured it for a long time, but in the end he couldn't hold it back and sprayed it all over on the spot!
"Xiao Sun!"
But just after the young man spit out the tea, the expression of an old man sitting next to him changed drastically! He hurriedly pulled the young man and scolded: "How could you spit out all the tea from Mr. Xiao?!"
"I?"
The young man called Xiao Sun was given a fierce drink by the old man, and then he realized that he didn't seem to be at home at this time!
This tea was not brought by the maid at home! It was given by the legendary Marquis Xiao!
As the great general of the country and the majestic founding prince of the country! He is almost the most popular emperor in the court!
The tea he gave personally, let alone soaked in straw mat, even if it was swill, others had to happily swallow it, otherwise, they would not be giving face to them!
How can a small family like my own bear the consequences of not giving others face?
"Ahem, I, my throat suddenly feels uncomfortable. It's not that the tea is bad, it's me..."
When the young man realized that he had gotten into a big trouble, his face instantly turned as pale as paper. He opened his mouth to defend himself, but found that he had no way to defend himself in front of the puddle of tea stains!
Under such circumstances, if he continues to forcefully defend himself, it is no longer an explanation, but a fooling of others into thinking they are fools.
The huge open space suddenly became audible because of this unexpected incident.
The glances of regret, disgust, or gloating all around him were all focused on the young man for a moment!
These gazes made the young man's face feel as if it was on fire. There was no crack in the ground here. If there were any crack in the ground, he would probably have gotten in by now!
"Haha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."
And just when the place fell into an eerie silence, Xiao Han, who was sitting at the front, spoke.
However, this is not because he is showing off and deliberately waited until now to speak. The main reason is: he was struggling to swallow the tea in his mouth just now!
"This tea may have been affected by moisture, and the taste is indeed not right." He said this without conscience, and the smile on Xiao Han's face became a little stiff at this moment.
yes!
He thought that just making some tea casually, not asking for good quality, as long as it was drinkable! After all, the focus of today was not on the tea at all.
But the question is: What on earth did Xiaodong make? Is this tea? Just two handfuls of leaves picked up by the roadside would taste better than this!
"it's okay no problem…
"This tea has a unique flavor..."
Fortunately, the people around him were aware of it, and in order to prevent him from being embarrassed, they all started to help him out. There were even some who were good at flattering, and they raised the big bowl and took another sip!
"Xiaodong!!!"
Listening to the unintentional praise from everyone around him, Xiao Han's embarrassed face finally became better. When others were not paying attention, he quickly turned his head and glared unkindly at Xiaodong who was holding the marching pot next to him!
"Ahem, it's not me!"
Feeling Xiao Han's murderous gaze, Xiaodong took a step back guiltily and shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he really did not mean to embarrass Xiao Han.
And this is indeed the case!
After receiving the order to make tea from Xiao Han, Xiaodong immediately began to explore tea leaves.
The tea collected by the Marquis?
As Xiao Han's follower, Xiaodong naturally knows that this is nonsense!
The Marquis can drink tea and taste tea, but it is not good tea! What he likes to drink most on weekdays is plain water, so this time he went out without bringing any tea leaves at all.
As for Divine Doctor Hua, he is a tea lover and always carries tea leaves with him.
However, when asking him for tea, he asked for forty or fifty people. Xiaodong knew without thinking that the old man would definitely fall out with him on the spot. Maybe he would also give himself a free acupuncture.
The kind with the thickest needle!
Not wanting to become a victim of the old man's medical skills, Xiaodong thought about it and decided to borrow it from the top soldier in the team.
Not to mention, this search really allowed him to borrow a lot.
Although the quality of the borrowed tea was not of the highest quality, it was by no means inferior. Xiaodong was so happy that he quickly put the tea in a marching kettle and boiled it, then carried it over with a bang!
Wait! Boiled? Marching pot?
Thinking of this, something suddenly popped into Xiaodong's mind, which made him shiver in shock. Then he subconsciously picked up the marching pot, brought it close to his nose, and took a deep breath...
"Ugh... cough cough cough! Which bastard used a pot to cook salted fish porridge!"
One bite! Just one bite!
Xiaodong almost fainted on the spot because of the fishy smell in the marching pot!
No wonder he smelled a foul smell wafting out just after he boiled the water.
At that time, he thought it was the smell of burning cow dung, but now he thought about it: it must be the salted fish porridge cooked by those bastard cooks in these pots, and they were too lazy to wash it, so they just washed it in a hurry and forgot about it.
After such fermentation, it will naturally be bitter, astringent and fishy!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! There's something wrong not with the tea, but with the water! I'm going to change it right now!"
Xiaodong's eyes were a little red, and he didn't know whether it was from embarrassment or the stench!
However, before he could run away with the pots with the other helpless soldiers, Liu Hongji from behind actually called out to him.
"Wait!"
Old Liu, who had been watching the excitement, spoke up and stopped Xiaodong, and at the same time looked at the people in front of him with great joy.
He was the only one among these people who did not drink tea, so naturally he was not disgusted by the strange smell.
Moreover, not only was he not disgusted, but he could also see that Xiao Han was deflated. This feeling was like drinking a large glass of iced sour plum soup in the dog days of summer, and his whole body was so refreshing!
"You deserve it! Whatever happens to you, you hide it and don't discuss it with me!"
Glancing at Xiao Han triumphantly, Liu Hongji beckoned Xiaodong to his side and said: "It's such a cold day, what water do you want to drink? You're not afraid of being frozen into popsicles! Go and bring the wine!"
"Wine? What wine?" Xiaodong was stunned when Liu Hongji said, "They came out to the disaster area to provide relief. Where did they bring any wine?"
"What more wine?"
Unexpectedly, when Liu Hongji heard this, he really glared, raised his finger and pointed at a large cart and shouted: "Isn't that it?"
"There..." Xiaodong's ears were buzzing from the drink. He raised his head blankly and looked in the direction Liu Hongji pointed.
However, when he saw clearly what he was pointing to, his face suddenly became sad: "I'm going to give it to General Liu! That's not wine, it's the alcohol of Divine Doctor Hua! It's for patients!"
