The tea doesn't have a particularly special taste at first sip, just a slightly sweet aftertaste. But when you take another sip, a faint fragrance immediately fills your mouth.
The fragrance was initially very faint, like the scent of orchids. It was like a girl veiled in a light gauze. Just as you tried to savor the aroma, it disappeared. But when you took another sip, the fragrance became even stronger, enticing you to take another sip.
Their nostrils twitched slightly, and the breath they exhaled carried a faint orchid fragrance. After drinking a cup, they all felt that they were exuding the fragrance of orchids from the inside out.
"This tea is good, but it smells so good on me, a grown man. When I get back, my sister-in-law will probably make me kneel on a keyboard as punishment."
Zhao Jin said this, but he still wouldn't put down his teacup, taking one sip after another.
Seeing Zhao Jin guzzling cup after cup, Cui Shengguo's face was full of heartache, but he still swallowed back what he was about to say because Xu Milu was there.
"Young Master Xu, is there anything special about your tea? Does it have any elegant names?"
Cui Shengguo closed his eyes and savored the moment for a while. When he opened them, he couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
"It's smooth and gentle on the palate, with an endless aftertaste. The most wonderful thing is the aroma, it's wonderful, absolutely wonderful."
Xu Milu slowly took a sip of tea, feeling the delicate fragrance of orchids in her breath. Hearing this, she smiled and pointed towards the roof:
"It's just water lilies on the roof mixed with ordinary tea leaves, dried and then brewed. If you like it, pack some when you leave."
Several people reflexively looked up and saw that the plants used to decorate the roof had bloomed. The vines had round, coin-shaped leaves and clusters of creamy-white flowers that were pleasing to the eye.
"Mr. Xu is a wonderful person."
Cui Shengguo smiled and shook his head. He didn't expect Xu Milu to tell him the secret of this tea. Such tea would be competitive even in the culinary world of Beijing, but Xu Milu was so honest.
"Rice?! Where are the troublemakers?!"
The group was still enjoying their tea when a loud shout rang out, and Old Liu, wearing his chef's hat and carrying an old cleaver, made a dazzling entrance, exuding a murderous aura and instantly recreating his days as a butcher in the army.
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