Tang Xiaobao was quite familiar with the God of Cookery Restaurant, so he found the tea room directly and then met Fatty Zhu as expected.
Fatty Zhu knows how to enjoy life. He is making tea, and it is Dahongpao.
His tea does not come from the market, but is picked by himself on the cliff, from Wuyi Mountain. He has superb skills in tea making, so the tea he makes is naturally of extremely high quality.
The two of them stared at each other.
Tang Xiaobao was happy: "Hey, aren't you at home?"
Fatty Zhu jumped up as if bitten by a snake, glaring at Tang Xiaobao: "I just got back, what's wrong? What are you doing?"
With a chuckle, Tang Xiaobao said, "I brought a few guests here for tea. Do you have any objections?"
The people nearby didn't dare to breathe.
The God of Cookery is angry.
Except for Zhao Haiyang, the other three were a little nervous.
They felt that something was wrong.
But to their surprise, Fatty Zhu immediately put on a smile and said, "Come on, come on, why didn't you tell me earlier? This is the authentic Da Hong Pao tea I picked myself in Wuyi Mountain. I made it myself and it's just cooked. Come on, sit down and have a taste."
"Come on, sit down." Tang Xiaobao greeted.
Several people stood there, still unable to react.
"Please sit down, you're welcome!" Fatty Zhu also greeted him warmly.
The few of them sat down then, all feeling a little uneasy.
It's really because Fatty Zhu's status is too transcendent, his social fame and influence are too great, and his attitude changes too quickly, so they are not yet used to it.
"You're welcome." Tang Xiaobao sat down and poured tea for everyone.
"Come on, yes, yes, you're welcome. Try the tea I made and see how it tastes." Fatty Zhu looked expectant.
There was no sign at all that he was angry at Tang Xiaobao just now.
Zheng Ping loves food and is an expert in tea tasting, but he is far inferior to Yu Xiantao, who has been immersed in the tea ceremony for decades and is definitely worthy of the title of tea master. This is also his only hobby.
But in his entire life, he had never tasted tea brewed by the God of Cookery himself, and he had not drunk much authentic Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain, but he could still taste the flavor.
When it comes to drinking tea, Mr. Yu is very confident. This is the area he is proficient in and good at.
He took a sip impatiently and exclaimed, "Good tea, good tea!"
Fatty Zhu smiled and said, "Are you the dean of Huaxi Opera? I know you. You are considered to be an expert on tea."
Yu Xiantao was a little excited.
Fatty Zhu actually knew him and knew that he understood tea, but this evaluation was really not high, but he didn't feel wronged at all.
An expert can tell whether it is good or not with just one look.
He only took one sip to realize that Fatty Zhu's skills were far superior to his. He was convinced and shocked.
Everyone only knows that the God of Cookery is the best in the world in cooking, but few people know that his tea making skills are also so superb.
Yu Xiantao knew many tea ceremony masters and had exchanged ideas with them, but he was very sure that these tea ceremony masters on the market were still not as good as the one in front of him in terms of level.
"It turns out that Mr. Zhu is also a master of tea ceremony. I'm glad to learn from him. It's really good tea, well made and brewed!" Yu Xiantao stood up and said to Fatty Zhu with admiration.
Fatty Zhu, however, didn't take it seriously and waved his hand, "Haha, if someone knows tea, it won't be considered a waste of this good tea. Okay, you guys drink it. I'll step aside for a moment. If I sit here, you guys won't be able to move around."
Tang Xiaobao waved his hand: "It's time to leave."
Fatty Zhu glared at Tang Xiaobao fiercely, then smiled and nodded to everyone, and walked out quickly. He was too fat, and his fat body trembled when he walked, which really made people worry that his legs could not bear such weight.
If they knew that Fatty Zhu could fly, they would probably be even more surprised.
Fatty Zhu is gone.
Yu Xiantao was still very excited and said, "In my entire life, apart from acting, I have only done one thing, and that is drinking tea. To be honest, in the industry, others also respect me as a master. I am really knowledgeable in the tea ceremony, but the tea I made today really shocked me. The world only knows that Mr. Zhu is the best cook in the world, but in fact, his tea art skills are definitely the best in the industry. I have lived for decades, and at such an old age, when it comes to tea art, no one can surpass him."
Zheng Ping was taken aback. "Dean Yu, I actually like tea too, and I'm considered a tea drinker. I also thought this tea was unique and tasted great, but I didn't expect you to speak so highly of it."
"I've had Dahongpao before, but it doesn't taste as good as this tea." Zhao Haiyang also agreed.
Tang Xiaobao was a little embarrassed.
It seems like everyone drinks tea?
But he wouldn't. So he forced a smile and said, "I mean, is it really that good? I know nothing about this business, so I really don't think it's that good. And this cup is too small. So, I don't really drink tea. I just know that he has a lot of good things, so I let you try them. I didn't expect you to speak so highly of Fatty Zhu. Is it really that exaggerated?"
Fatty Zhu?
He got anxious and started calling Zhu Fatty.
Yu Xiantao said seriously: "He is definitely a master among masters."
Zheng Ping also nodded.
"Don't worry about what kind of master he is. Just drink as much as you want. There's still plenty of stock here. When you want to drink some later, Master Yu can just take it out and cook it. If it doesn't work, you can pack some to take home." Tang Xiaobao said generously.
"I dare not," Yu Xiantao said quickly, "Being able to drink such good tea makes this trip worthwhile. It wasn't in vain. I dare not ask for anything more."
"Okay, okay, let's talk about business." Zhao Haiyang said.
Tang Xiaobao said: "Okay, let's talk business."
"Boss, let me tell you something first."
"You tell me."
"Someone in Yu's family is sick and has been untreated for a long time. How about you give him a try?" Zhao Haiyang said.
Tang Xiaobao was stunned. He thought they were talking about Zhong Xue, but he didn't expect them to mention curing the disease.
Well, now that he needs help from others, it is right to help them solve their problems first. Besides, he admires Yu Xiantao very much. He grew up watching his film and television works. He still respects the old artist very much.
"Okay, tell me, what disease is it?" Tang Xiaobao looked at Yu Xianqing.
Yu Xianqing recounted his wife's illness, and finally, somewhat embarrassed, said, "I never thought I'd be destined to meet Mr. Tang. My wife and I have been married for decades. She married me when I was still working on the farm. Her family is a prominent family in a scholarly area, yet she fell for a poor boy like me. I'm still very touched. We've had a good relationship for decades and have never exchanged insults. Seeing her when she was ill, my heart broke. I'm willing to pay any price to cure her illness."
What he said was a bit moving, and it seemed that he was really deeply moved.
Tang Xiaobao was also moved and quickly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Yu. This disease is not serious. I can treat it. How about this, I will prescribe a prescription for you later. If you don't get better, call me again and I will come to the college to find you. How about that?"
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