But Luo Yu's actions below made him curious. Luo Yu also took out something like a checkbook from his bag and said to himself: "Lend me your pen."
Han Jianwei handed his gold pen to Luo Yu. He quickly drew a series of numbers on the book, then tore off the paper and returned it to himself along with the pen. He said in a calm tone: "This is one million and one hundred."
I'll give it to you, but you don't have to worry about anything between me and Xiaoxue from now on. The hundred yuan is for you to buy candies."
"Hey..." Han Jianwei, who had seen a lot, was stunned when he saw the check with the Swiss Bank's global currency printed on it, "This guy couldn't have picked up a checkbook and put it here."
"Don't be embarrassed." Luo Yu stuffed the check into Han Jianwei's suit pocket, "One hundred yuan is a lot, enough for you to eat hundreds of catties of vegetables."
Then Luo Yu picked up the piece of paper with her information written on it from the table, looked at it, smiled slightly and stuffed it into her pocket: "If I want them to change my information, how can that girl Luo Yueying only do a small job?
She should be taken to be a child bride for the landlord's family."
"Money, it feels sinful to have too much, but it's useless to have too little, ugh." Luo Yu sighed and walked out of the conference room, leaving Han Jianwei and his two bodyguards behind. "When will we be able to achieve communism? We can buy things for free."
It’s the royal way.”
When Luo Yu came out, Han Yixue was waiting anxiously outside. Seeing Luo Yu calmly walking out of the door, she hurriedly greeted her: "Luo Yu, Luo Yu, what did my father tell you?" Han Yixue said while trying to look through the door.
Sew it open to see what's going on inside.
Luo Yu quietly closed the door, hugged Han Yixue's slim waist and touched her twice: "It's nothing. He thanked me for helping you and your brother, and gave him 1 million as a reward."
"But I gave him an extra 100 yuan to buy candies." Luo Yu said in her heart.
"Is that so..." Han Yixue pondered for a moment, raised her face and asked, "He didn't say anything else?"
"No." Luo Yu's attitude was determined. Looking at Han Yixue like this, it didn't take a second thought to know that the girl must have said a lot of good things in front of her family when she returned home, which attracted the attention of Old Man Han.
Duan Sixie was leaning against the corner drinking wine, and nodded when he saw Luo Yu coming over.
"Isn't it boring to drink alone?" Luo Yu also poured a glass.
"I feel bored when I get home." Duan Sixie drank the wine in one gulp, then smiled apologetically at Han Yixue, "I made you laugh."
Han Jianwei was in a complicated mood and walked out of the conference room with his bodyguards. Duan Zhengchun smiled when he saw the clear fingerprints on one of the bodyguards' faces. He knew without thinking that it must be Luo Yu's masterpiece. The other fingerprints were not very obvious.
, only the middle finger stands out.
The two of them smiled at each other and continued talking as if nothing had happened.
After a while, the housekeeper walked up to Luo Yu and the others and said that the master had asked the three of them to go over.
Duan Sixie reluctantly led Luo Yu and Han Yixue over, and when he saw his daughter actually hugging Luo Yu's arm affectionately, and Luo Yu even looked like it was natural, Han Jianwei was furious, with eyes in his eyes.
A cold light flashed.
"Xiao Si, come and see the gift your Uncle Han gave me, the finest Longjing." Duan Zhengchun noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere and quickly changed the subject.
Han Jianwei's expression softened and he forced out a smile: "Boss Duan, you are so polite. Han is worried that you will think this gift is too thin."
"Wherever it goes, it goes." Duan Zhengchun waved his hand and brought the carefully packaged Longjing tea to everyone.
There was a small amount of tea leaves in the transparent diamond-shaped glass bottle, and the green bud tips seemed to have a faint mist lingering on them. Duan Zhengchun unscrewed the glass lid, and the green mist seemed to tremble slightly, and a faint fragrance immediately appeared.
Scattered around, the smell made people feel refreshed.
"Excellent." Luo Yu nodded secretly.
"Come here, make tea." Seeing Han Jianwei trying to stop him, Duan Zhengchun smiled, "Tea itself is used to entertain guests. The more distinguished the guest, the higher the quality of the tea."
"That just makes this bumpkin look ugly." Han Jianwei secretly glanced at Luo Yu, who was looking around, and sneered secretly.
The first time the tea was poured out, and the second time the tea was served. Duan Zhengchun was not only obsessed with Western architecture, but also had an incomparable understanding of the profound Chinese culture. He had two teahouses at home, and the tools for making tea were naturally not ordinary.
Luo Yu was very curious about the tea cup that would appear with a dragon-shaped pattern whenever there was tea. Seeing Luo Yu's appearance, Han Jianwei was even more sure that Luo Yu was a fool who didn't know anything.
The refreshing tea was poured into the purple clay cup in front of everyone. The bull's-eye-sized cup was filled with a full hand. The tea room was filled with fragrance. Everyone was about to taste it carefully, but Luo Yu had already finished it in one gulp.
"Shuzi." Han Jianwei glanced at Luo Yu with disdain, and anyone could see the sneer in his eyes, "Chinese tea is all about quality, and what you are doing is called cow drinking. It is the most tasteless way to drink tea."
Han Yixue was a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.
Luo Yu didn't seem to hear, and said to Duan Zhengchun: "Uncle Duan, give me another drink."
"Okay." Duan Zhengchun still had a rough idea of what Luo Yu was like, so he smiled and poured another glass for Luo Yu.
Luo Yu drank much slower this time. After finishing the drink, the tip of his tongue slowly passed along his lower lip: "Good tea."
"Humph, just pretending." Han Jianwei glanced sideways at Luo Yu. The two bodyguards standing behind him, especially the one who was slapped by Luo Yu, had a happy smile on their faces.
"This tea is Meiwu Longjing, right?" Luo Yu smiled confidently amid the aroma of tea, "If I'm not wrong."
"How do you know?" Han Jianwei's heart skipped a beat. This tea was indeed the Meiwu Longjing tea he bought at a huge price. Could this kid just make a random guess?
"You just said that tea in China is meant for tasting. Of course I didn't guess it, but tasted it." Luo Yu seemed to have read Han Jianwei's thoughts, and stopped calling him "uncle".
If you lose your face and shout again, won't you lose face?
"Then tell me." Han Jianwei rubbed his neck. The more Luo Yu said he tasted it, the more he didn't believe it. How could a country bumpkin have ever tasted such good tea?
"Longjing tea is divided into three types due to its different origins: Shifeng Longjing, Meiwu Longjing and West Lake Longjing. It was first produced in the Song Dynasty and became more popular in the Ming Dynasty. Longjing tea picked before Qingming is called "Mingqian", and tea picked before Guyu is called "Mingqian".
"Yu Qian". There is a saying that "Yu Qian is the top grade and Ming Qian is the treasure." Luo Yu picked up the teapot where Duan Zhengchun made tea and pointed at the tea leaves brewing inside, "When Longjing tea is brewed, you can see
The buds are upright, the soup is clear and fragrant, especially the one with one bud and one leaf, commonly known as 'one flag and one gun', is the best."
After speaking, Luo Yu put down the teapot: "So, although the tea leaves are green buds, they lack the aura of the flag gun and are not considered the best. However, although these tea leaves are not the best, it is difficult for ordinary people to drink them. Han
This gift from the boss is not too light."
Luo Yu didn't want to lose Han Jianwei's face because Han Yixue was around, otherwise he would have been fooled into being a fool who bought fake tea and still embarrassed himself here.
Luo Yu's explanation of tea was very professional, and people around him couldn't help but believe him a little more.
"Isn't this top quality? How is it possible? The tea merchant who sold it to me is my friend." Upon hearing that Luo Yu belittled his tea, Han Jianwei looked at Duan Zhengchun and became anxious.
"Do you believe me or do you believe me?" Luo Yu smiled smartly: "The tea leaves are brewed with boiled water, which is natural, drink it cleanly and taste it elegantly, seek the inherent taste of tea, and focus on the artistic conception. This is the characteristic of Chinese tea tasting.
"For tea leaves of the same quality, if the water used is different, the tea sets are different, or the brewing techniques are different, the tea soup produced will have different effects."
Speaking of this, a look of regret appeared on Luo Yu's face: "Uncle Duan's tea set and tea-making technique are flawless. A series of skillful movements coupled with this set of purple clay ambergris tea set, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is perfect."
, What a pity is just this tea, what a pity, what a pity.”
Luo Yu expressed regret twice in a row, and the implication was clearly that this was not the best Longjing tea that had tarnished Duan Zhengchun and his tea set.