"It looks like this tea really is something special!"

Sun Fuan thought as he looked up at Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei, finding smiles on their lips.

"It seems that they really have a lot of confidence in it!"

As he spoke, Sun Fuan took a deep breath.

Soon, Sun Fuan gently reached out his hand, and then he lifted the lid of the Purple Sand Pot. As he gently removed the lid, a steam quickly spread...

With the steam spreading, Sun Fuan clearly smelled the intoxicating aroma of the tea...

In an instant, he felt as if he were standing amidst the vast tea gardens.

Around him, numerous tea-picking girls were picking tea leaves while singing and dancing...

"What a sight to see in one's lifetime!"

Exhilarated by this thought, he looked at Hu Xiaobei and said, "Xiaobei, this tea leaf..."

Hearing Sun Fuan start to speak, Hu Xiaobei's lips curled slightly, "Uncle Sun, taste it first to see if it suits your palate."

"Okay!"

After nodding vigorously, Sun Fuan quickly picked up the Purple Sand Pot and swiftly poured a cup for his father...

After pouring, he took another cup and filled it for himself.

As the tea was about to overflow, he set down the Purple Sand Pot and eagerly brought the cup to his lips.

He looked very seriously at the tea in the cup, which was as clear as crystal...

The pale golden color of the tea made him subconsciously swallow his saliva...

Drawing a deep breath, he quickly took a sip!

The instant the golden tea touched the tip of his tongue, Sun Fuan's body shivered.

Quickly, he exhaled a long breath.

At that moment, he really felt like crying.

Because the flavor of the tea was simply too incredible.

As an important official who liked to drink tea, he had really tasted too many fine teas before.

But he was certain, the tea he was drinking now had the best flavor of them all.

With a heartfelt compliment, he turned to his father and said, "Father..."

Before he could finish, he heard his father's deep voice, "Don't talk, just savor the tea."

"Yes!"

After nodding vigorously again, he took another sip, and the next second, he blissfully closed his eyes...

Seeing their excited expressions, Hu Xiaobei knew that they truly liked this tea.

Hu Xiaobei was aware this was normal, after all, compared to ordinary tea leaves, the ones transformed by his Nine Wood True Qi were far, far superior...

...

"Hehe, this time, Old Man Sun is probably going to be green with envy!"

At this moment, an elderly man around the same age as Sun Fuan's father was humming a tune as he walked towards them.

His name was Xue Zhengming, also a retired official.

When he was younger, his relationship with Sun Haiyang, Sun Fuan's father, was really good.

Both men loved drinking tea, so they often tasted tea together.

Latterly, both had obtained fine teas.

Convinced that their own tea leaves were the best, the two men often compared them, but they had never managed to determine a winner.

He was quite depressed...

This time, his friend had found a three-thousand-year-old tea tree in the deep mountains and had picked some tea leaves from it.

Once he got them, he treated them like a treasure and went straight to Sun Haiyang.

In his eyes, he was certain to win this time, because this was an ancient tree, and the taste of its tea leaves was undoubtedly impeccable.

...

"Old Sun, you're definitely going to lose this time, I..."

Xue Zhengming had barely pushed open the door and was excitedly shouting when he saw Sun Haiyang holding a teacup, savoring his tea in rapture.

"En? What kind of tea could make him have such an intoxicated expression!"

Slightly suspicious, Xue Zhengming muttered to himself, then moved closer, only to freeze after taking just two steps when he noticed Sun Fuan's face was also one of deep enjoyment.

"Could it be that Old Sun has also had some good fortune and found some excellent tea leaves?"

Muttering to himself, he suddenly froze; the next second, his nostrils flared slightly.

With a gentle flutter of his nostrils, he smelled a refreshing fragrance that invigorated him...

"Is this... the scent of that tea? It's fantastic!"

Unable to wait, he rushed towards the pavilion.

Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei heard the hurried footsteps and turned around, only to be greeted by the sudden appearance of this man!

Startled, they were about to say something when they saw the old man pouring himself a cup of tea eagerly.

Watching his frantic behavior, Hu Xiaobei and Shen Youwei swallowed the words they had been about to speak, knowing that even if they opened their mouths now, he probably wouldn't pay attention to them, his eyes fixated entirely on the pale golden tea.

"I knew I had smelled this aroma."

Having brought the pale golden tea to his eyes, he muttered to himself; the next second, without hesitation, he gently took a sip.

After tasting it, his body trembled, and soon, he started to cry...

He couldn't help it; the taste of the tea was just too wonderful...

With tears almost streaming, he opened his eyes to see Sun Haiyang still immersed in the tea's taste, and he exclaimed in amazement, "Old Sun, you are incredible, managing to acquire such tea leaves. Tell me, where did you get them? Is there any more?"

He was very anxious as he asked...

Before, he had been absolutely confident in the tea leaves he had obtained from the three-thousand-year-old ancient tea tree.

He believed they would easily outclass any other variety of tea, but now he knew he had been overconfident, because the flavor of his tea leaves was far inferior to this one's.

Hearing the amazed outburst, Sun Haiyang opened his eyes, smiled faintly, and joked, "Old Xue, who let you drink my tea?"

Somewhat annoyed, Xue Zhengming quickly retorted, "Quit your nonsense and tell me where you got these tea leaves!"

"Heh, feeling anxious? Since you're so eager, I'm not going to tell you!"

"You... you jerk!"

Seeing Xue Zhengming's exasperated expression, Sun Haiyang waved his hand, "All these years, and your temper hasn't improved a bit, huh?"

"You're not much better than me!"

"A little better is still better!"

After saying that, Sun Haiyang turned to Hu Xiaobei and said, "The cultivator of these tea leaves is this young man here, called Hu Xiaobei."

Upon hearing Sun Haiyang's words, Xue Zhengming quickly turned his head to gaze at Hu Xiaobei...

The next second, his face slack with astonishment, he stammered, "Young man, did you really cultivate this tea yourself?"

"Yes, old gentleman."

As he spoke, Hu Xiaobei passed over the box of tea leaves he had brought.

Xue Zhengming carefully took it, examined it for a few moments, and then sincerely admired it, "Out of the mouths of babes! Young man, are these tea leaves for sale? I want to buy them! No matter the price, I must buy them!"

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