The old man smelled the rich tea fragrance in the air, and his whole head was buzzing.
For a person who loves to drink tea and taste tea, not to mention tasting, he can judge the quality of tea even by smelling it, plus the unique tea box... So, this tea is definitely the one in his collection box.
The old man's gaze was fixed on the bright orange-yellow tea soup, and he couldn't figure it out. How could his tea come here? !
With trembling hands, he picked up the teacup and took a sip. The sweet and mellow taste permeated the whole tip of his tongue. The tea that should be delicious is like drinking traditional Chinese medicine at this time.
I feel like crying.
Papa Huo didn't pay attention to the old man's expression. After taking a sip, he closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment, then praised: "The taste is sweet, the fragrance of flowers is strong, the taste is strong but not astringent. This old red robe is really wonderful."
When the old man heard this comment, his heart hurt even more.
Isn't it good, he put so much effort into this box of tea, he has kept it for seven or eight years, and he is reluctant to take it out to drink!
Papa Huo poured himself another cup, and then saw that the old man's cup was also empty, so he filled it up for him, and asked casually, "Old man, what do you think of this tea?"
The old man shook his hand again, forced a smile, "Very, very good..."
After a few seconds, the old man's eyes fell on the tea box on the coffee table, and he asked, "Where did you buy this tea?"
Papa Huo showed a fatherly smile instantly, and turned his head to look at Huo Yao who was not far away, who was nestling on the sofa and looking at his mobile phone, "I didn't buy it either, it was a gift from a friend of Yao Yao's."
When the old man heard this, his heart exploded with anger.
Dog thing, come out with his tea as a favor.
He said that when he returned to the capital last time, the dog didn't go back to the old house, and he dared to do something wrong.
"I'll wait for you to go back later, and I'll bring you some. Although the quantity is not large, let's have a taste once in a while." Papa Huo said politely again.
The old man looked at Papa Huo and couldn't stop laughing. He shook his head with difficulty and refused: "It's okay, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. If I can taste it today... I'm very lucky."
When Huo Yao, who was playing with his mobile phone, heard the old man say 'a gentleman does not take what others like', he raised his head and glanced at him indifferently.
If he was a real gentleman, he wouldn't have met Pengci at her house.
Ah!
The old man continued to drink tea with his head down, because his heart ached so badly that he couldn't recover, so he didn't have much energy when chatting with Papa Huo.
In the end, he was so angry that the old man took out his phone again, found a number in the address book, typed slowly, and sent a message.
"Little brat, you are dead!"
After sending, he turned off the machine directly.
*
Next door, when Min Yu saw this message, it was already half an hour later.
"Judging from the content, the old man must have been extremely angry when he sent the message." Zhuo Yun held his master's mobile phone and analyzed it seriously.
After putting down the phone, he asked again: "Brother Yu, what did you do today to make the old man so angry?"
Min Yu glanced at him lightly, "Did you find him?"
"Not... not yet." Zhuo Yun scratched his head embarrassingly.
Well, if no one is found, there is no possibility of the master making the old man angry.
But why did the old man suddenly send this message
Zhuo Yun was puzzled, turned to look at Yang Yi beside him, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother, track down where the old man sent this message."
(end of this chapter)