"Professor Wang, someone is visiting."

The guiding robot issued a reminder. In fact, Wang Qizhi had already seen Song Wenlan.

He stared blankly at the person in front of him. As a history teacher, his mind automatically analyzed Song Wenlan's outfit.

The costumes look familiar, as if they are exactly the same as the cover of the book currently updated by author Zao Si. The costumes are from the Tang Dynasty, and the makeup also conforms to the style of the Tang Dynasty. As for the shoes worn by the other party, Wang Qizhizi has not seen any relevant records in the book, so he cannot judge whether it is right or wrong.

After analyzing all the elements of Song Wenlan, Wang Qizhi finally realized who the person in front of him was.

"Zao Si author!"

Wang Qizhi stood up in surprise and joy.

He was very familiar with Song Wenlan's writing style. From the words written by Song Wenlan, Wang Qizhizi could probably tell that she was a young person, but he did not expect that she was actually much younger than he thought.

Song Wenlan smiled and greeted Wang Qizhi with a gift in her hand: "Hello, Professor Wang. I'm sorry to visit you so late."

"This is your prize. I saw your address and sent it to you on my way."

Song Wenlan handed over the package in his hand.

Wang Qizhi quickly took it with surprise.

"Okay, okay, thank you. Come on, come on, sit down."

The reception robot next to him skillfully brought a chair to Song Wenlan.

"Please take a seat, sir."

Wang Qizhi: "Xiao Yin, go get my tea leaves and make a cup of tea for Zaosi."

"My last name is Song, Song Wenlan. Professor, just call me by my name," Song Wenlan said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, then I'll call you Wenlan," Wang Qizhi hurriedly tried to get closer: "Wenlan, you must taste my tea later. This tea is specially cultivated by a genius. Only I have this feature that no one else has."

Song Wenlan looked at Wang Qizhi's proud expression and became curious. He also wondered what interstellar tea tasted like.

"Okay, I'll taste it later."

Wang Qizhizi nodded. Every time he invited someone to drink tea, he would talk to them about the history of tea.

"Wenlan, don't underestimate this little tea. Tea culture occupies a large proportion in our Blue Star culture. Our Blue Star is a country of etiquette, and inviting people to taste tea is one of the manifestations. It is said that we started drinking tea in the era of Shennong. You should remember Shennong. You have written about his story. It is the Shennong who tasted hundreds of herbs..."

While Wang Qizhi was speaking, the guiding robot had already taken out the tea and started soaking it.

In the aroma of tea, Song Wenlan listened attentively to Wang Qizhizi's words, exchanging a few words from time to time.

From Song Wenlan's words, Wang Qizhizi learned that Lu Yu of the Tang Dynasty wrote a book called "The Classic of Tea", which actually recorded the evolution of tea from Shennong to the Tang Dynasty. He couldn't help but sigh and regretted that he had never seen the book.

"Wenlan, have you read that book? Do you know where it is?"

Wang Qizhi looked at Song Wenlan eagerly.

The guiding robot had already brewed the tea. Song Wenlan lowered his head and took a sip. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I also saw relevant records in other books, but I didn't see the specific content."

These were cultural knowledge questions that he had to memorize back then. As for the book "The Classic of Tea", Song Wenlan had never seen it.

Seeing Wang Qizhi's disappointed expression, Song Wenlan calmly changed the subject: "Professor Wang, your tea is indeed delicious."

After hearing what Song Wenlan said, Wang Qizhizi became energetic again and began to tell Song Wenlan about the difficulties of cultivating tea for that genius.