Chapter 192: The Art of Brewing Tea - Back to 18, I Became Rich by Spending Money
"Mr. Dong, you have worked hard along the way. I can't leave because of my studies, so I have to ask Mr. Dong to come to Xinyang to see me. I am really sorry."
Wen Yan stood up, stretched out a hand, and said to the person who came with a smile.
How could Dong Youcheng not understand polite words? He quickly extended his hand and shook it back. However, seeing Wen Yan's attitude, he felt relieved. It was good that she was not that arrogant and proud young lady.
"Miss Wen, that's not right. This is as it should be."
Wen Yan didn't stand and talk nonsense with him anymore. "Mr. Dong, please sit down and have some tea and rest. The tea shop here is very good."
The two sat down and did not start talking about business. Instead, they watched Songluo brew tea with admiration. Her technique was skillful and every move was full of flavor.
The secretaries brought by Roman and Dong Youcheng sat down behind them and also asked for a cup of tea.
After drinking a few glasses, Dong Youcheng reviewed the main topics of discussion today and then spoke slowly.
"I actually didn't expect Shengyi to attract Miss Wen's attention. After all, if it comes to investment, I think there are more good options in the industry. Miss Wen, you went to great lengths to buy shares in Shengyi. Do you have any ideas?"
It would be fine if she had a purpose, but he was afraid that she had no purpose. He didn't believe that Sheng Yi's half-dead appearance was worth Miss Wen spending such a huge price.
She picked up the tea that Songluo had just poured for her and took a sip. The high-quality Biluochun was fresh, mellow, refreshing and invigorating, with a refreshing and sweet aftertaste.
The more he drank this tea, the better Wen Yan's tea tasting skills became.
"Mr. Dong, can you describe the tea I'm treating you to today?"
Seeing that she did not directly answer his question but started talking about other things, Dong Youcheng was stunned for a moment, but he was no longer anxious. Instead, he raised his glass again, took a sip, and then spoke.
"I've had a few good teas in my life. The top-grade Biluochun. Judging from the shape of the tea leaves, they should be the top-grade Mingqian buds. Miss Wen, you've spent a lot of money."
Wen Yan smiled. This man was a connoisseur. It was no wonder that she took out some good things to treat him.
"Mr. Dong knows how to identify tea. In fact, after Biluochun grows up, even though it grows on the same tea tree, it will be divided into different grades. After the tea leaves are picked, they are withered at high temperature, kneaded into shape, kneaded, and dried over a low fire. Finally, they are sold in the market and served on the tea table.
The finest tea, if not made up for in the slightest, will be downgraded. In reality, these tea leaves are just picked, so they are not expensive at all. However, after being processed by these tea masters, they are transformed into luxury goods worth tens of thousands of yuan per pound, attracting celebrities to pursue them.
Dong Youcheng listened to her words quietly, unconsciously following her pace, picked up the teacup, calmed down, and felt the mellow fragrance of the tea.
The people at the table, listening to her introduction, felt that they were drinking not tea, but gold.
Dong Youcheng's secretary cautiously took another sip of the tea in front of him. He was a common man who usually drank more coffee, so he didn't know much about tea. But this small cup was worth his one-day salary. Tsk tsk, he had to take this opportunity to drink a few more sips.
Noticing Dong Youcheng's expression, Wen Yan smiled and continued.
“To be honest, tea is a treasure of our country. I love to drink it, so I studied tea art for a while. However, I couldn’t calm down and I was busy with many things. I didn’t have time to study it carefully. But I had to satisfy my hobby, so I opened this teahouse.
I particularly like the tea brewed by Songluo. Isn't it true that only good tea can reveal its true flavor in the presence of a true tea master? I've had many pots of tea, and Songluo's craftsmanship is the most to my liking."
After saying that, he smiled at Songluo.
Songluo listened to her boss's words, smiled faintly, and raised her slender hand, "Boss, if you like it, if you don't have time, you can ask me to go to your house and make a pot of tea for you."
Wen Yan smiled and said, "Listen, listen. No wonder pine moss is so popular. All the tea drinkers who come and go like to order pine moss."
"Songluo is so popular, how could I possibly ask you to make tea just for me? It would be a waste of your skills. So many customers in the teahouse are attracted by your craftsmanship, and you alone bring me so much income. It would be a waste to ask you to serve me alone. What's more, I don't have that much time in a day to enjoy it. I have to squeeze out time just to drink a pot of tea from you."
Dong Youcheng smiled. This Miss Wen was indeed a wonderful person.
"I didn't expect this place to be Miss Wen's property. Miss Wen is quite refined. It seems I must savor it carefully today."
Wen Yan's smile widened, and she pushed the snack that Lin Ziqiang was about to bring in. "This Longjing tea cake was made for me by our master chef. I haven't tasted it yet. Please try it with me. If you have any opinions, you can also raise them. If you have any opinions, you can raise them. Only with opinions can your skills improve, right?"
Each of them took a piece of tea cake, took a small bite, and savored it quietly.
Wen Yan liked it very much. The light fragrance of tea blended well into the pastry. She decided to take two copies back to school when she left.
After a while, Dong Youcheng slowly spoke, "The tea cake is delicious, but this Biluochun and Longjing tea cake don't go well together. In comparison, Biluochun leaves me with a more aftertaste."
Thinking of Lin Ziqiang asking her what kind of tea she wanted just now, and saying that West Lake Longjing and this Longjing tea cake would be a perfect match, Wen Yan smiled.
"If you like, I'll ask Sister Man to bring you a can when we leave later. Although there's not much of this stuff, it's still enough for President Dong to take home today."
"Then I'm embarrassed to accept it."
When the pot of tea was almost finished, Roman went out to prepare something to give to Dong Youcheng.
The secretary took the gift box that Roman handed over and took a look. There was a can of tea and a tea cake inside.
"It's already noon. Mr. Dong has finally come to Xinyang, so I have to do my best to be a good host. Xinyang is a famous noodle capital. I wonder if you have any dietary restrictions."
"Hahaha, I don't really have any particular hobbies. This love of food is a common trait among Chinese people. I've longed for Xinyang's noodles before coming here. I'm truly honored to have Miss Wen as my guide."
Wen Yan didn't take him to any big restaurant later, but to a noodle shop that had been opened in the local area for many years. The noodles made by the master chef were chewy.
At the table, several people exchanged ideas about delicacies from all over the country. During the meal, Dong Youcheng began to show a spirited look, sharing delicacies from all over the country with Wen Yan. In his thirties, a man is at the best time of his life.
After the meal, the two became more familiar with each other and exchanged contact information. When leaving, Dong Youcheng asked her to contact him when she came to Shanghai, and he would personally take her to taste the delicious food in Shanghai.
Before leaving, Dong Youcheng said to Wen Yan seriously before getting in the car, "Miss Wen, I will go back and practice my tea-making skills. When you come to Shanghai, I will definitely satisfy you."
Wen Yan smiled and said, "Boss Dong, take care. I'm looking forward to it."
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