This little guy wants to use pity to succeed, but she stopped using it a few years ago.
Qu Xiaolin pouted and looked pitifully towards Qinling.
Qinling also quickly grabbed a bowl.
As for Qinling, he was even more shameless. He didn't even look at Qu Xiaolin. He held the tea with an intoxicated face, smelled it, and tasted it slowly, "Good tea, really good tea. The fragrance lingers on the lips and teeth in the mouth, and it lasts for a long time."
It's like a dream. Master, how did you cook it?"
"Added a small amount of wet dream grass."
"..." Qin Ling was stunned.
Looking at the tea again, his expression was weird. No wonder it was so different. Taking the wet dream grass itself may cause people to hallucinate. As for the person who used it to make tea, he had never heard of it, "Master
, how to use this one?”
"A small amount can make people want to drink it again." Mo Liancheng smiled lightly.
He is a master at making tea.
But no matter how good the tea was, it still made him feel that something was missing.
So, he figured out that adding a small amount of wet dream grass can not only make the tea aroma last longer, but also make people feel comfortable for a moment, as if they are in a land of mountains, flowing water, and white clouds. Moreover, after the cooking method he prepared,
There are no side effects.
At this time, Qu Xiaolin's big eyes turned cunningly.
Soon, the little hand stretched out and brought Mo Liancheng's last bowl over.
"Big brother, my beautiful sister said, I want to rob you! You won't blame me if I rob you." The child's innocent, frank, sweet little voice made everyone laugh.
Mo Liancheng raised his eyebrows.
Having a good conversation and making tea made these three guys laugh and cry.
The atmosphere of the whole place was lively and harmonious.
Zhan Beilie was not in the same tea-tasting mood as they were, nor could he be like Mo Liancheng, who remained so calm even when the sky fell. Soon, he could easily solve difficult problems just by listening to them.
He even didn't have to take action. However, Zhan Beilie couldn't do it.
In this world, there are some people who are destined to be superior whenever they appear.
Zhan Beilie didn't believe it before, but now he does.
Mo Liancheng made tea again, and his movements were beyond words. While waiting for the tea, it was a pleasure just to watch his tea-making skills. Qu Tan'er stared at the man in front of her unblinkingly. Not only her,
Even the rest of the people felt... was the man making tea in front of them really a human?
When I see it, I have an ethereal feeling.
It was as if the man in front of me could turn into an immortal and return home...
Tea, the fragrance is overflowing.
There are three more bowls. When you lift the lid, you can still see the clouds and mist in the mountains, and the beautiful scenery is like flowers.
Suddenly, Mo Liancheng raised his head and looked somewhere. There was no one in that direction, but he still smiled calmly, "Friend, are you tired after looking there for so long? How about you come out and have a sip of tea?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone except Qu Tan'er was shocked!
An outsider has infiltrated?!
The next second, a leisurely figure floated over. The movement seemed slow, but in one breath, he had already arrived at the tea table, sat down without hesitation, and picked up a bowl of tea.
Drink! Hold it in your mouth and taste it carefully. "It is really good tea! No wonder they are fighting for it. It is really hard to buy a cup of tea."
Mo Liancheng looked at the visitor with a smile, "Old man from a wealthy family, why are you so free today?"
"There's something I want to talk to you about."
"..." Mo Liancheng was not surprised. He raised his hand, and Zhan Beilie, Qin Ling and others stood up and quietly retreated.