The two sat facing each other, speechless, and an eerily quiet atmosphere descended.
Qin Su was not in a hurry, remaining seated steadily in her chair, a barely perceptible smile flashing across her eyes.
Seeing the other person's expression that said we weren't familiar with each other and had nothing to talk about, I felt helpless.
More than two years have passed since I last saw her, and the girl still has the same cold attitude; her personality hasn't changed.
Having listened to so much flattery and insincerity, he found it refreshing and genuine to encounter this straightforward girl who spoke her mind. Judging from her composed demeanor, he realized that if he didn't take the initiative to speak, they might just sit there in silence.
Thinking of this, Qin Su couldn't help but chuckle. This was the first time he had made conversation out of nothing.
"Miss Mo Lan, wouldn't you say we've met an old friend in a foreign land?"
Looking at Qin Su, Mo Lan spoke calmly.
"We are not from the same hometown."
Qin Su: "......"
There are some people who can kill a conversation the moment they open their mouths, and he's seen one of them today.
While Qin Su remained silent, the water in the tea stove boiled.
Listening to the sound of tea leaves tumbling in the tea stove, Mo Lan estimated the time and waited until the tea was ready before taking it down to pour a cup for Qin Su. She noticed him staring blankly at the tea and then offered an explanation.
"Although there are many types of tea in teahouses nowadays, most people are still used to brewing and drinking them, which is a waste of good tea. This old green tea cake is made with relatively coarse and old leaves, and if brewed properly, it has a unique flavor."
It's not good for her to treat people to tea if she seems stingy. Although this kind of old green tea cake is cheap, if you cook it properly, it will taste very mellow and better than those expensive ones.
"Oh? I didn't expect Miss Mo Lan to know so much about tea ceremony. Then I'll have to give it a try."
Qin Su raised an eyebrow. He had never paid much attention to the tea sold in the teahouse. When traveling, he always carried tea with him.
"I wouldn't say I understand it, I just don't like the idea of boiling all teas."
As Mo Lan spoke, she used a small pair of clips to poke at the accompanying scallions, ginger, salt, and a few red dates.
"If you like, I can add some seasoning for you."
"The flavoring of tea is entirely a matter of personal taste. In this respect, I am the same as Miss Mo Lan; I only like the taste of the tea leaves themselves."
Qin Su found it amusing; this girl clearly disliked these seasonings, yet she still insisted on testing him.
"Hehe, what a coincidence."
Mo Lan stared at him for a while. She shouldn't bother lying about something so trivial.
She picked up the teacup, took a gentle sniff, and then sipped it. The tea was mellow and refreshing, with a pleasant aftertaste. Mo Lan smiled with satisfaction, the timing was just right.
Qin Su looked at the girl's expression and a smile flashed in his eyes. He was so engrossed in his own thoughts, but had she forgotten that he was the host?
"Isn't Miss Mo Lan curious as to why I suddenly arrived in Ye County?"
"What are you curious about? There must be something that made you travel thousands of miles. We've only met twice, we're not even friends. Is it appropriate for me to pry into your privacy?"
Mo Lan poured herself more tea and calmly stated her position.
We're not familiar with each other.
Your business has nothing to do with me.
In short, I'm not interested.
Qin Su: "......"
We can't talk today.
In the past, others would try every means to strike up a conversation with him, but now the tables have turned.
After finishing a pot of tea, the two hadn't exchanged more than ten words; the atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
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