As he spoke, Aoyamaji Ma glanced at Su Ran's expression. Seeing that she didn't object, he continued.
"Miss Su, you should know that the citizenship of the Sakura Country is very rare. In addition, with a country supporting you, you can do whatever you want no matter where you are. So this condition is entirely beneficial to you, Miss Su."
Su Ran sipped her tea casually, not replying to Aoyama Toad immediately, but instead said, "Mr. Aoyama, this tea is not good."
Qingshan Temple Ma didn't know much about Chinese language and culture, so he assumed the tea was really bad and said, "Miss Su, let me brew you a new pot of tea. After all, our country is the origin of tea."
Upon hearing this, Su Ran slammed her teacup down on the table, her face full of impatience. "Mr. Qingshan, have you really never studied history? Oh! It's normal that you don't know, since your country's history is much shorter than ours."
Then they had to learn history again from these ignorant Japanese people.
"Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and encountered seventy-two poisons a day. He was able to detoxify himself with tea, thus discovering the medicinal value of tea."
"From then on, tea spread from the vast primeval forests of southwestern my country to the world, and Lu Yu's 'The Classic of Tea' clearly states that tea was invented in China."
Su Ran's gaze was slightly cool as she looked at Aoyama-ji, a Japanese man who was living a comfortable life.
Su Ran had absolutely no liking for a shameless country that claimed everything as its own, refusing to acknowledge even when presented with evidence.
Aoyamaji Mama's face stiffened, but since he needed her help, he didn't say anything more and focused on brewing tea.
Qingshan Fengzi was brewing tea on the side, talking eloquently about the profound culture behind tea, while Su Ran watched with a furrowed brow.
ask!
What should you do if a poor student tries to show off their intelligence in front of a top student?
Waiting for an answer online!
urgent!
Such good tea has been ruined like this. There is a lot of culture involved in brewing tea. Back in the countryside of Sichuan, there was an old man who lived next door who was a master at brewing tea.
Su Ran used to help out often, and the old man couldn't resist her shamelessness. Seeing that she was a promising talent, he started to learn from her.
Understanding tea, appreciating tea, and tasting tea—there's a rich cultural heritage involved.
but……
The old man has been gone for quite a while now.
A fleeting sadness crossed Su Ran's eyes as she looked at Qingshan Temple Toad's clumsy tea-making skills, truly a disgrace to their ancestors.
She decided to turn her head to the side to avoid seeing it.
Fortunately, Aoyamaji Ma was so engrossed in his clumsy tea-making skills that he didn't notice her actions.
Then, she was brought back to reality by the voice of Aoyamaji Ma, "Miss Su, please."
Su Ran pursed her lips and frowned as she looked at the brewed tea on the table.
It's not particularly bad.
But we're not far off.
Su Ran silently looked at Aoyama Temple Toad's inexplicably confident expression.
Where did he get the courage?
Did Lin Jingru give it to you?
Su Ran only glanced at it before she couldn't bear to look any longer; she was afraid she would damage the tea table.
The smell is unnatural, and the cooking time is too long.
Su Ran leaned back, crossed her arms, and looked at Qingshan Temple Toad. "Mr. Qingshan, if you don't know how to brew tea, don't force yourself. You're wasting good tea leaves. Don't try to take what isn't yours."
Aoyamaji Ma's face turned ashen as he slammed the teapot down on the tea table. "Miss Su, what do you mean by this!"
Su Ran helplessly shrugged, "What could I possibly mean? I do see the sincerity of your Sakura Country, inviting me here to drink such inferior tea."
Aoyamaji Mama looked unwell, and was on the verge of exploding in rage.
But seeing the disgust in Su Ran's eyes, he couldn't stand it any longer and slammed his hand on the table, saying, "Su Ran!"
Su Ran moved a little further away from the source of the sound. "You don't need to shout like that. Your dad isn't deaf."
Aoyamaji Mama's face turned ashen, and he angrily swept everything off the table.
She immediately stood up and stepped back, but inevitably some tea stains got on the hem of her skirt.
Su Ran lowered her eyes to look at the stains on her skirt, her expression unreadable. "Mr. Qingshan, are you having an attack? Should I call a doctor for you?"
Aoyamaji Ma's face was grim as he looked up at her fiercely. "Su Ran, do you think you can get out of here? This is Japan, not China!"
“Your actions are all under our surveillance, and we have evidence to arrest you.”
Su Ran looked at the person whose emotions were unclear with disgust, but for the sake of her dress, she took a step to the side.
"Mr. Aoyama, is the practice of turning the tables and blaming others still prevalent in your Japan?"
Su Ran pulled over a clean chair, sat down lazily, then propped her chin on her hand and looked at the helplessly furious Qingshan Temple Toad with a mocking expression. The man stood up and said fiercely.
"Disrupting the order of the Little Days Country! I'm going to sue you in the International Court of Justice! I'm going to sue your country!"
Qingshan Temple Toad, filled with righteous indignation, enumerated Su Ran's crimes, making it seem to an uninformed person that Su Ran had actually committed some heinous crime.
Regarding Aoyama's madness, Su Ran offered a fair assessment: "Mr. Aoyama, has anyone ever told you that you have a great talent for acting? For example, right now, you're portraying a three-year-old child being unreasonable so vividly."
Aoyama Toad was furious. He stood up, pointed at Su Ran, and kept saying "You...you..." without being able to get the words out.
Su Ran stood up, straightened her dress, looked at the stains on the hem of her skirt, her eyes filled with coldness, and looked at Qingshan Temple Toad.
"The dress got dirty, but the person who got it dirty didn't say a word and even tried to slander her. Is she really going to stick to her old ways and carry on to this?"
Then Su Ran looked up at Aoyama Toad and said, "You agree, Mr. Aoyama."
Although Su Ran was talking about the skirt, she was actually referring to the 300,000 yuan.
Qingshan understood what he meant, but didn't acknowledge it. "Miss Su, there are many uses for being an honored guest of our country."
Aoyama Terama tried to change her mind by citing the promise of having the country as her backing.
Su Ran's gaze turned slightly cold. "Mr. Qingshan, does anyone find you annoying?"
Aoyama Toad's face turned ashen, and he couldn't utter a single fart for a long time. Su Ran also lost her patience; she really didn't want to stay in this country any longer.
He finished his work early and went home early, then turned to leave, but his hand paused as he opened the door. "Mr. Aoyama, go and discuss with your Emperor where we should move. I'll be taking action when the time comes."
She couldn't be bothered to listen to Aoyama Temple Toad's furious outburst, so she opened the door and left. Su Qingjiu heard the commotion and immediately went forward, asking softly, "Miss."
Su Ran glanced at Qingjiu and noticed that the atmosphere around her was somewhat heavy. Su Qingjiu stood to the left front of her mistress, paying close attention to the surrounding situation.
Seeing the coffin's appearance, Su Ran reached out and gently patted it. "Let's go."
Seeing this, Aoshi Niuma nervously looked towards the door behind Su Ran, and then heard Aoyama Toad's voice, "Miss Su has such unique ideas, our Emperor would like to get to know you. Why don't you come with me, Miss Su?"
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