Chapter 30 Gu Yang's Tea Art
Gu Yang remembered that in the novel, Ruan Chu was provoked by Ruan Yan to commit suicide because of severe depression.
The reason why Ruan Yan did that was because Grandpa Ruan left all his inheritance to Ruan Chu.
Others may not be able to see it, but Gu Yang saw it. Ruan Chu now seems to be only mildly depressed, but in fact she is already severely depressed. She is suppressing herself, and she doesn't want the old man to worry about her.
This is why, as soon as the old man died in the book, Ruan Chu's depression reached a level that even medicine could not control.
Gu Yang sighed softly in her heart.
She has crossed into the book, and she can only bear the blame of her original body. Since Ruan Chu's depression is caused by her, then she will help her.
However, the original body and Ruan Chu had a bad relationship, so she couldn't be too bad.
Seeing Ruan Chu sitting at the tea table drinking tea, Gu Yang had an idea and walked over to sit opposite her. He poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and imitated the original body's green tea tone, and said with a smile: "I envy my cousin so much. My grandfather taught me the art of tea, but the taste seems to be similar to the one I just brewed."
Ruan Chu's hand holding the teacup suddenly tightened, and she looked at Gu Yang coldly, sarcastically: "Your green tea art is really good."
This tea art is not that tea art.
At this time, Old Master Ruan, who had just finished talking to Gu Jin, also heard the conversation between Gu Yang and Ruan Chu, and looked at Gu Yang with even more displeasure.
He was afraid that Gu Yang would bully Ruan Chu, so he took Gu Jin to sit on the futon beside the tea table and snorted at Gu Yang: "What a big tone! I want to see how good your tea art is. Can you compare with Xiao Chu with just one brew?"
Old Master Ruan was very protective.
Gu Jin also raised his eyes lazily, as if he was watching a good show.
Gu Yang didn't mind two more people, but her tea art was not something that everyone could appreciate.
"What if my tea art is better than my cousin's?" Gu Yang blinked.
Old Master Ruan seemed to have heard something funny, "Nonsense! Xiao Chu has been influenced by me since she was young, and her tea art has been praised by many tea masters. No one in Jincheng can compare to Xiao Chu. How can you, a little girl, compare to my Xiao Chu?"
Gu Yang's mouth twitched slightly, thinking that this old man was quite narcissistic.
"What if, grandpa, you have to give some rewards?" Gu Yang blinked, still looking gentle and well-behaved.
Old Master Ruan snorted coldly: "If your tea art is really better than Xiao Chu, then I will give you the purple clay tea set I treasure!"
Gu Yang knew that the purple clay tea set in the old man's mouth was not only an antique, but also his most precious tea set, and reminded: "Grandpa, how about you change your bet?"
As a tea lover, she knew very well the meaning of this tea set to the old man. However, it was precisely because she was also a tea lover that this tea set was very attractive to her.
If it really fell into her hands, she would not feel bad and return it.
"No need!" Grandpa Ruan loves tea and has been immersed in the tea ceremony all his life. He is very confident in his granddaughter, whom he has personally taught. "However, since this is a bet, if you are not as good as Xiaochu, you will have to pay the price for your arrogance. I don't want anything from you, I just want you to apologize to Xiaochu."
Grandpa Ruan has been holding back his anger.
"Okay." Gu Yang agreed readily, and then looked at Gu Jin, with a slightly curved eyebrow: "Sister, do you want to bet with me too? If I lose, I will play the piano for you every day."