Old Sun waved his hand, "This tea wasn't brought by me; it's from the restaurant itself."
The retired emperor was surprised, then frowned, thinking that it was Old Master Sun who had instructed the restaurant, and was about to say a few words.
Old Sun knew he had misunderstood again, and quickly said, "This teahouse serves tea every day, and only charges one tael for tea, with unlimited refills."
"What?" The retired emperor was taken aback.
Even Fu Tingchen looked up.
Even though he wasn't a tea connoisseur, he could still tell that this tea was of exceptional quality, yet it was served as an ordinary tea.
Old Sun smiled with narrowed eyes, a strange sense of satisfaction rising in his heart.
I had the same reaction back then.
"There's more than just this one. Since I started eating at Weimanzhai, I've tasted seven kinds of tea as exquisite as this. Today's tea should be a kind of tea called Xueya."
The retired emperor held his teacup and stared intently at him.
"Old Sun, are you trying to trick me?"
Such fine tea is rare in the world; he dared to say that none of the top-grade tribute teas he had privately stored in his warehouse could compare to this.
But you said that this kind of tea isn't only available here, and you can drink it as much as you want for just a small amount.
How can the varieties be different?
If it were an ordinary person, they would just guess whether Yun Zhiyi had a background in the palace and was able to obtain tribute tea.
Anyway, most people have never tasted Gong Cha, so just imagine what it tastes like.
But the person sitting here now is someone who has drunk all the tribute tea.
Now you're telling him that there are many other kinds of tea that he's never had before and that tastes even better than Gong Cha.
This inevitably makes people think deeply.
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