“Hello, Mr. Henry.” Jiang Ci smiled. “Do you remember the Yunnan black tea, Qimen black tea and Zhengshan Xiaozhong that I introduced to you before? Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs has received a batch of new tea and would like to invite Mr. Henry and your colleagues to taste it.”
"Of course! It's our honor! Please come in!"
The gentleman named Henry smiled and invited Jiang Ci and her colleague into a room decorated in a style very characteristic of Y country.
Seeing Henry bring out a set of rather exquisite teacups, Jiang Ci opened the tea leaves she had brought and invited them to take a look at them first.
“Dear Jiang, our country doesn’t actually lack black tea. Ceylon black tea and Alam are very common in our country, and they’re found all over Europe,” Henry said to Jiang Ci with a smile as he sat on the sofa.
There were other diplomats in the meeting room. Director Chai and his colleagues remained silent and looked at Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci stood up, opened the teapot, skillfully added Lapsang Souchong, and began brewing. "You've lived in Beijing for six years. Do you miss the black tea from your hometown?"
“Of course, I miss the black tea and breakfast from my hometown so much.” Henry’s face showed nostalgia.
As water was poured into the kettle, a unique pine smoke aroma wafted out. Henry twitched his nostrils; how could he not know what this fragrance was?
"Then the black tea you miss the most must taste like this." Jiang Ci poured the brewed black tea into a cup and handed it to Henry.
The red broth base is rich, thick, and bright.
Lapsang Souchong, the ancestor of black tea, was the first black tea introduced to Europe and is also one of the most popular black teas among the people of Y country.
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