Leng Yun looked at Qin Tian and said with a smile: "Have you guessed it?"
Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief and said with some excitement: "This is our domestic tea, Hanzhong Xianhao!"
“I never expected that I could drink such pure Hanzhong Xianhao here!”
Leng Yun said with a smile: "Although the tea ceremony in Japan is prosperous, it was originally introduced from China."
"The country is rich in tea. However, tea trees have extremely strict requirements on the growing environment, so most tea is produced in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."
"Hanzhong belongs to the northwest, with long yellow sand. In everyone's impression, there won't be any good tea."
"Don't you know that there is nothing wrong with the immortality in Hanzhong?"
"Brother Tian, you like to drink this tea because your hometown is in the northwest. Do you know that this tea has another name?"
Qin Tian smiled and said, "I know. It's called mouth-holding tea."
"Taking tea in your mouth?" Next to him, a female subordinate codenamed Yinhuan couldn't help but said: "What a strange name."
"Why is it called oral tea?"
Qin Tian smiled and said: "It is said that when picking tea, the tea picking girl will hold each piece of tender tea tip in her mouth with the tip facing in and the tail facing out for more than ten minutes, soak it in saliva, and then dry it in the sun to kill the green color."
"That's why it got its name."
Yinhuan pursed her lips and smiled: "What a charming way."
"It's just that there are so many tea leaves. How much saliva does it take for a tea-picking girl to hold them in her mouth?"
Qin Tian smiled and said: "That's just a legend. Where can we find that kind of method now?"
"Even if there is, a small amount of oral tea has become a special offering, specially for those in high positions to drink."
When he said this, his expression flashed and he looked a little cold.
The "few people in high positions" he refers to include the old lady of the Qin family.
The Qin family in the northwest is a super wealthy family in the five northwest provinces. Although the old lady is a female, she has been in charge of the Qin family for more than thirty years, and she is Lafayette.
The Hanzhong Xianhao she drank was a very small amount of specially provided tea, which she drank by mouth.
Qin Tian grew up in the Qin family. Although he did not drink oral tea since he was a child, it was still the best tea.
But after leaving the Qin family, he deliberately gave up this habit. Perhaps he wanted to completely draw a clear line with the past.
Unexpectedly, in this foreign country, I would drink pure Xianhao again.
He was quite touched by Leng Yun's intentions.
"You took the trouble to specially prepare Xianhao tea for me."
"But how did you know I was coming?" he couldn't help but ask.
Leng Yun smiled, with a somewhat sad expression. He whispered: "Actually, I didn't prepare it specially for you."
"Because speaking of it, I can be considered a Hanzhong native."
"Hanzhong-" Qin Tian was stunned for a moment and said excitedly: "You mean, your father Leng Jun is from Hanzhong?"
Leng Yun nodded.
"Although I have never seen him, his blood is flowing in my body."
"I heard from my godfather that my father was heroic and loved to drink. He also loved the local specialty tea."
"So when I have nothing to do, I brew a pot of Xianhao to commemorate my memory."
Qin Tian breathed a sigh of relief and naturally held Leng Yun's hand to comfort him.
Then, he calmed down his excitement and whispered: "So, your father is from the northwest."
"You should have a good relationship with the Venerable Jin Hu in the west of Longyin."