Big Red Robe!

This kind of Big Red Robe, grown from the six tea trees of Wuyi Mountain, was absolutely unseen on the market.

Especially in recent years, the Big Red Robe yielded by those six tea trees had become increasingly rare, worth its weight in gold!

At the latest tea auction, the Big Red Robe even fetched an astronomical price of 200,000 yuan for 20 grams! That is, a half kilogram cost 5 million yuan!

"Ye… Ye Feng! Is this the real Big Red Robe?"

Jiang's father looked at the dozen or so tea leaves inside, his excite words trembling slightly. For a tea lover like him, being able to drink a cup of real Big Red Robe was definitely something he had dreamed of.

Ye Feng smiled faintly and nodded, then picked out one of the green tea leaves:

"The true tribute tea, Longjing, is like this!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Jiang's father and Qi Jian all looked towards the tea leaf.

The leaf was exceptionally verdant, with clear striations and fine serrated edges around, yet in the center of the leaf was imprinted a tiny 'tribute' character!

"The real top-grade tribute tea, each leaf is carefully selected, with a 'tribute' character imprinted on it, to show luxury!"

What Ye Feng actually didn't mention was that his Longjing tea leaves were also the top tier of tribute teas!

Seeing this scene, Jiang's father was thoroughly convinced, while Qi Jian beside him was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes widened in disbelief, unable to comprehend how this little driver could possibly have tribute tea!

How was this possible!!!

Qi Jian's eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, and it was at this moment that he began to truly regard his love rival with seriousness!

"It's been a long time since I've had tea, since Uncle Jiang is so interested, I will brew a pot for you!"

Ye Feng, paying no attention to Qi Jian, said with a slight smile upon seeing the eager look in Jiang's father's eyes.

Then he took the Purple Sand Pot from the tea table and poured hot water over it from the kettle filled with boiling water, warming the entire pot, before putting a few leaves of Big Red Robe into the pot and pouring in a third of the hot water.

Ye Feng's movements flowed seamlessly, like floating clouds and flowing water, and after waiting briefly, he poured the tea from the Purple Sand Pot into the fragrance-smelling cup, then lifted the cup and poured the tea over the surface of the Purple Sand Pot.

To Qi Jian, this sequence was puzzling; he didn't understand why Ye Feng would pour away the tea from the Big Red Robe.

But Jiang's father's eyes lit up, recognizing this as a 'nourishing inside and out' tea art technique, where the tea nurtures the Purple Sand Pot, making it more lustrous.

Not only that, Ye Feng's previous movements were the tea art techniques known as 'High Mountain Flowing Water,' 'Hundred-Zhang Waterfall,' 'Horizontal Movement of Jade Liquid,' and 'Phoenix Three Nods'!

Moreover, Jiang's father was certain that the proficiency of Ye Feng's movements was on par with any tea master!

After Ye Feng added more water to the Purple Sand Pot, Jiang's father's face was filled with anticipation as he sat down and lit a stick of incense.

Soon, curling wisps of blue smoke spread, creating a sense of focus and tranquility.

The way of tea is an art! It requires the creation of a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere, so that one's body and mind can be cleansed by the tea while drinking!

It was evident that Jiang's father was a true tea enthusiast!

"Ye Feng, I had no idea your tea artistry was so advanced!" said Jiang's father, looking at Ye Feng with increasing admiration, continually amazed by the young man.

With the faint scent of incense in the air, Ye Feng seemed to return to the days when he prepared and brewed tea for Li Qingshan, his smile tinged with a hint of bitterness:

"Tea is not just tea; the way is not just the way! The way of tea is merely an appearance; in drinking tea, it is the heart one consumes, and it is the body that is cleansed!"

Ye Feng's words were somewhat profound and difficult to grasp, but upon hearing them, Jiang's father fell into contemplation, then as his eyes brightened, he finally clapped his hands and laughed:

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! The heart is what you drink, the body is what you cleanse! This is absolutely the best interpretation of tea ceremony I've ever heard!"

At that moment, Jiang's father felt like he had found a kindred spirit in Ye Feng too late. If Ye Feng hadn't been his daughter's boyfriend, he would definitely have wanted to become sworn brothers with him, regardless of their age difference!

Listening to their conversation, Qi Jian's mind turned to mush. What the hell were they even talking about!

"Damn it, the bastard! The Longjing tea I bought for hundreds of thousands didn't even compare to a few of his tea leaves!"

Qi Jian felt utterly frustrated; he had thought he could please Jiang's father and make a good impression, but instead he ended up a laughingstock on the inside and out, while Ye Feng had seized the advantage!

Feeling that it was about time, Ye Feng picked up the Purple Sand Pot and poured two cups of tea, then handed one of the cups to Jiang's father.

As the tea was poured out, a refreshing fragrance filled the air, making the entire room pleasantly aromatic.

Smelling this fragrance, Jiang's father was intoxicated, then he lifted the tea cup to his nose and took a sniff.

"Fragrant! This is the most fragrant cup of tea I've ever smelled in my life!"

After he finished speaking, Jiang's father took a careful sip from the cup, then closed his eyes to savor the taste.

Freshness, aroma, concentration, tranquility!

Jiang's father felt as if his body had been cleansed by the tea, a refreshing feeling surged through him, making the hairs on his back stand up with excitement.

When Jiang's father opened his eyes, he saw Ye Feng slowly enjoying his tea, completely at ease, as if he were already accustomed to the aroma of Big Red Robe.

"Ye Feng, let me take you as my son!" Jiang's father blurted out, a surge of warmth in his chest as he looked at Ye Feng.

Hearing this, Ye Feng's throat bobbed and he almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

What? What the hell did you just say?

Ye Feng looked at Jiang's father with a bizarre expression, speechless.

"Cough cough... A son-in-law is half a son, so it's pretty much the same!" Ye Feng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said with a dry laugh.

Jiang's father realized he had been too forward but the more he looked at Ye Feng, the more he liked him, wishing he could marry both of his daughters to him.

At this moment, Qi Jian was completely dumbfounded!

His mouth twitched, and he felt like he wanted to cry his heart out.

He had gone to great lengths, spending a fortune in the hopes of pleasing Jiang's father! In the end, he couldn't even compete with someone's casually brewed pot of tea; this level of frustration nearly made Qi Jian spit blood!

"Old Jiang, what are you doing? Why does it smell so good?"

Just then, Jiang's mother walked over with Jiang Ying, followed by Aunt Mei and Jiang Doudou.

They all looked astonished, the fragrance making them feel refreshed and invigorated.

However, when they saw Jiang's father and Ye Feng enjoying their tea and conversation, they were taken aback.

The two of them seemed as friendly in conversation as a long-lost father and son, especially Jiang's father, whose normally silent and reserved demeanor had been replaced with enthusiastic chatter; it was almost enough to make their jaws drop.

"Old Jiang, are you sure you don't have a fever today?" Jiang's mother asked, puzzled.

"What fever!"

Jiang's father glared, and then, noticing the displeased look on Jiang Ying's face, he knew his wife must be giving their daughter a hard time again, and immediately scolded:

"Go cook! Little Ying brought our son-in-law all the way here, we should celebrate properly!"

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