Even if Xu Chansheng is thin, she must weigh around 120 or 130 pounds. A petite girl carrying a man a head taller than her, running across the acupressure mat so fast that she was practically a blur. She literally sprinted across the 15-meter-long acupressure mat in the blink of an eye. Is she even human?!
Some people noticed that Xu Chansheng's originally tense face first showed a look of surprise, and then a faint smile appeared on his face.
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The recording of the program lasted for nearly four hours. After leaving the recording hall, Shu Yinghou invited everyone to have dinner together.
Note: Those with the surname Fan are not included in "Everyone".
Given Fan Mingye's current reputation, he should be someone all television stations would avoid like the plague. But coincidentally, he has a good relationship with a deputy director of Longcheng TV, so the deputy director had an appointment for the evening and wouldn't be here.
Shu Fenghua thought Xu Chansheng wouldn't agree, after all, he was too picky.
But to everyone's surprise, this person actually nodded!
He nodded!
Shu Fenghua seriously suspected that this kid's brain had been turned into tofu pudding.
We were all curious, and it seemed that the tea leaves outside the pear-shaped container hadn't spoiled at all. We were too embarrassed to ask, but soon the waiter brought over cold water and the tea box.
That thing might have been left outside the bag if something came up, and you took it out from outside your own space.
Li Ruan, of course, noticed Director Ming's expression, and asked in surprise, "Director, do you only drink coffee?"
The waiters standing to the side, so, ladies and gentlemen, are they only supposed to drink tea?
Fairy Mist Tea, just like its name suggests, seems to possess a spiritual quality, while Little Red Robe, no matter how bad it tastes, is still just an ordinary mortal product.
Che Wenying couldn't help but ask, "You've probably drunk plenty of bad tea in your life, but you've never smelled such a rich aroma of tea before."
"Ruanruan, what kind of tea is that?"
Xu Chansheng's eyes lit up. Just hearing the name, he knew the tea must be complex. He picked up the teacup and slowly took a sip. Then, he drank all the tea leaves in the cup and poured himself another cup.
Zheng Shaoqiang then remembered that the person who had treated him to dinner still had some dishes to order.
My injured left wrist usually feels warm, but after drinking two cups of tea, I felt a warm sensation in my wrist.
Che Wenying looked at Li Ruan expectantly. You want to buy it too? Who wants bad stuff?
Moreover, some things cannot be measured by money.
Zheng Shaoqiang raised his eyebrows: "...Some things have no price but a market, some things have no market but a price. Your tea has both a price and a market."
Li Ruan: That's not the spiritual tea of the old masters in the cultivation world. It seems you're going to give that tea a name today.
That little girl is so stingy. She gave Old Qu some of the good stuff but didn't even share it with him. Even though she loves coffee, she could easily drink three big cups of such good tea, even if she didn't like it.
But the aroma of the tea instantly filled the private room!
Before you left, Director Ming asked Shu Fenghua, "Chansheng, how much does he think Li Ruan's tea is worth on the market?"
Little girl, why don't you hurry up and tell me to give you half a pound of tea too?
Li Ruan personally brewed a pot of tea for Xiao Jia.
So the five members of the crew went to a Chinese restaurant near the radio station.
Ming, rubbing his hands excitedly, exclaimed, "Isn't that the tea he gave to Lao Qu? Li Ruan, let's talk about it..."
Li Ruan hasn't gotten up yet, how can you help us carry things? And there are things that are actually under the car.
"Fairy Mist Tea".
“Li Ruan, you know that tea is very precious, but I still want to buy some from him. No matter how little or how much money you have, you can’t do it.”
Che Wenying, "How does it compare to the Wuyi Mountain mother tree Xiao Hong Pao?" Have you really never tasted that legendary tea?
Although you don't drink tea like a cow chewing on a peony, you should at least avoid taking a sip of the bad stuff!
Others might not notice, but for someone as arrogant as you, who practices martial arts and is covered in old injuries, the effects of tea are far too obvious.
"After he said that, you felt bad accepting the tea."
So, should we still order the dishes?
"Sigh, next time I went to Old Qu's house, I tried my new tea, and I was hooked from the first sip. It's a pity this tea is sold elsewhere..."
Li Ruan was surprised that the awkward woman could still talk to her. Yes, you love money, but you've never thought about selling your own tea.
Mingdao slowed down, "Wenying, don't rush it! Drink up, okay?" The hotel's teapots are small, one pot is only enough for eight cups of water. If you keep drinking like that, others will really have more to drink.
Li Ruan Shao Cong, of course, understood what Ming Dao meant, so she simply pushed the paper package towards Ming Dao, "You can take it and drink it, but you just grabbed a big bag when you came out today. It's not much, but please don't think it's too much."
After saying that, Director Ming got up and sat down next to Li Ruan, but his eyes never left the tea bag wrapped in yellow paper that Li Ruan had placed under the table.
Xu Chansheng smiled mischievously, but his eyes were fixed on the teapot that Ming Dao was holding.
Oh dear, didn't you put the tea leaves in the teapot, pour in water, rinse the tea leaves once, and then pour in water again? That's how you ruin the tea.
Wasn't his implication obvious enough today?
Your bag is small, so taking out 8 taels of tea from outside is perfectly reasonable. But taking it from outside the car is very unusual. Very few people keep loose cash, cigarettes, alcohol, or gift boxes outside their cars. Putting tea in is quite unusual.
Pear chuckled softly, "You should have just said you wanted your tea." You took your backpack and pulled out a tea bag from the outside.
"I do dislike it, I do dislike it, even a little bit." Director Ming took the tea bag in his hand with a low voice, then turned around and asked the waiter to prepare a broken tea box for me.
Xu Chansheng: "Ruanruan, you want some too! Even though you don't have much money, you can't buy more."
Zheng Shaoqiang: "You've also tried the Mother Tree Little Red Robe tea. It's comparable to that!"
"Waiter, we'd like the chrysanthemum tea. Can he brew it for you? Or, can he boil some water for you?"
"It's okay to postpone it. We can go up and get it together after we finish eating."
Director Ming cheerfully ordered a cup of chrysanthemum tea, glancing at Li Ruan every now and then while ordering.
Yeah, let's not wait until they buy it from Pear Soft and then try to steal ours.
How can the difference between immortals and mortals be compared?
As you've seen, you'd rather give it away for free than accept payment for it, which would lower the price of the tea.
"Tea is for sale, it's a transaction. You can't give them too much. You don't have any under your cart yet, so take it down and they can divide it among themselves. Go and get some."
The lowest auction price for the original Xiao Hong Pao tea tree was as low as four figures. Xianwu tea is even worse than Xiao Hong Pao, and it costs at most four figures per kilogram. If we are given an ounce of Li Ruan tea, is that a million dollars per person?
Zheng Shaoqiang took another sip of the lukewarm tea, and his mind was momentarily clouded. His nerves, which had been tired all day, instantly relaxed. It really was bad tea!
Director Ming drank the tea in his cup, then carefully put away the tea box in his hand.
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