He looked up and found that it was Tang Youyou who came. He pursed his lips, turned his head away and said nothing.

Tang Youyou keenly noticed the subtle changes between the two of them.

"Sir, please don't be offended. The tea leaves roasted by farmers themselves are a bit rough!"

Before County Magistrate Zhang could express his opinion, Master Jia beside him exclaimed, "You guys know how to make tea?"

County Magistrate Zhang rolled his eyes. "Tsk... Your ancestors were officials, and yet you're so rude?"

Mr. Jia felt extremely aggrieved, but he had no way to refute it.

"Ahem...um, this tea was roasted when my mother was still alive!"

"Sister, I'm so sorry to remind you of sad things!"

County Magistrate Zhang: He's usually quite clever, so why is he so reckless now? Yue Niang even praised him to the skies. Tsk tsk...it's really hard to understand.

Tang Youyou waved her hand: "It's okay, those bandits got their due retribution. My mother would be able to see clearly in the afterlife if she knew! But frying tea is easy, why are you so surprised, Brother Fugui?"

County Magistrate Zhang: Tsk tsk…Brother Fugui? You’re calling me that so affectionately!

As if he hadn't noticed his contemptuous look at all, Master Jia quickly explained: "The reason this tea is sold at a high price is because the production volume is extremely low, and the craftsmanship is controlled by a few aristocratic families..."

"Qingshui County is blessed with a unique geographical environment. Although it is rich in tea, the quantity is still limited, so the price is not cheap! Sister, you must keep this skill secret. If the noble family finds out, it may cause unnecessary trouble!"

Hearing this, Tang Youyou suddenly had an idea in his mind.

At this moment, County Magistrate Zhang took a sip, frowned slightly, and immediately put the blame on her: "She won't have that trouble. This tea has no flavor! It's completely different from others!"

Tang Youyou: "..."