Old Yan and Butler Wang looked at each other and sighed, "Girl, this... you are thoughtful."
I thought to myself, after all, this was the girl's good intention, I couldn't hurt her feelings, right?
Regardless of whether this so-called tea is Tianshan tea, since it has already been bought, there is no need to say more!
Ai Yunyue felt that Mr. Yan's attitude was a bit strange, but she didn't think much about it.
Anyway, the tea leaves are there, they won’t just ignore them, right?
So she was silent for a while, then got up and went back to her room.
Seeing this, Mr. Yan and Butler Wang's expressions were naturally self-evident.
"Grandpa, this... is this really tea?"
"How is that possible?"
Old Yan frowned slightly and snorted coldly: "Someone must have thought the girl was young and deceived her! Otherwise, how could the tea be packed in the bag so casually?"
"That's true!"
Steward Wang nodded in agreement, hinting, "So what should we do now?"
"Open it and take a look. If you really don't like it, give it to the servants to go to the bar!"
"OK!"
Mr. Yan sat on the sofa, feeling sad when he thought about not being able to buy the 100 grams of Tianshan tea at the auction.
If he had been more persistent that day, he probably wouldn't be ridiculed by that old man Fang everywhere he went.
What a pity...
Seeing that Mr. Yan ignored him, Butler Wang stepped forward and opened the black bag.
As a result, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance, which made him look around subconsciously.
Strange, where does the fragrance come from?
The kitchen hasn’t started preparing lunch yet!
Butler Wang paused for a moment and began to untie the knot of the bag again.
In an instant, a green leaf in the bag caught his eye, and a faint fragrance hit his nose, making him look stunned and forget to react.
"Strange, why does it smell like tea?"
Old Yan put down the newspaper and looked at Butler Wang beside him in confusion.
Butler Wang came back to his senses and spoke incoherently: "Master, Miss Ai took it..."
"I told you to handle it yourself, why are you still talking nonsense?"
Old Yan waved his hand impatiently, sniffed his nose, and a hint of doubt appeared on his old face again: "Where does this tea fragrance come from?"
Butler Wang glanced at the bag, then looked at Old Yan, feeling a bit amused and helpless: "Old man, can you please take a look at what this is?"
"What are you looking at? I..."
Mr. Yan was a little annoyed and simply prepared to get up and leave.
As a result, he was stopped by Butler Wang, and a hurried voice rang in his ears: "Old man, smell it carefully, is the fragrance you smell coming from here?"
Old Yan froze, his cloudy eyes falling on the black bag that Butler Wang pointed at.
The next second, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief: "You...what did you say?"
"Grandpa, this looks like real tea, and it's green and fragrant!"
"Quick...quickly, let me see."
Old Yan pushed Butler Wang aside and excitedly picked up the tea leaves from the bag with both hands. He lowered his head and sniffed again and again...
Butler Wang was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. Looking at Mr. Yan who looked like an old naughty boy, he felt a little amused and helpless.
"Lao Wang, hurry up and hit me."
Old Yan's face flushed red, and his voice was excited and hurried: "This...is this a dream?"
"Master, this is not a dream!"
Butler Wang came back to his senses and looked at him seriously: "This is fresh tea, there is no mistake."
"Ha ha……"
Old Yan was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, patting his thigh vigorously. "I, Yan Jin, am so blessed! This is a blessing in disguise! Quick, help me get the girl down!"
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