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Then Zhuang Yi made tea as usual again.

But the only difference is that Zhuang Yi seems to be more skillful in his movements, which makes people feel very technical.

Lin Luo took a sip and thought it was very good.

There is a feeling of bitterness and sweetness, and that kind of bitterness is slight, it can be tasted, or it can be said that there is no bitterness.

Moreover, this Pu'er itself does not have the sour taste of Tieguanyin, so it tastes pretty good after drinking it with this mountain spring water.

"Yeah! I have to say, the tea art master You Zong is really good."

After Lin Luo tasted it, he said "seven or eight zero".

After hearing Lin Luo's words, Zhuang Yi naturally felt very happy, because he really felt special. Because Lin Luo praised himself for the first time.

"Hmm! Well, has Mr. Lin ever studied tea art before? How do you know so much about it?"

When Zhuang Yi looked at Lin Luo's way of drinking tea, his movements, and these things, he knew that Lin Luo was not an ordinary person.

"Yeah! Mr. Zhuang still understands me! To tell you the truth, I have really learned a little bit of tea ceremony! How about I try it for Mr. Zhuang?"

Lin Luo saw that Zhuang Yi had brought it up like this, so he felt that he didn't need to hide it anymore, so he did it directly.

And he learned this to pretend to be aggressive in front of others, so if he doesn't show his skills well this time, then he will really be sorry for the preferential treatment the system gave him.

Under Lin Luo's humility, he immediately turned on his own tea making system, and then performed a tea making system that Zhuang Yi had never seen before.

In order not to let his artistic conception and taste be destroyed by Zhuang Yi's previous tea art.

Lin Luo also purposely re-infused the teacup with mountain spring water.

Then he took out his own tea again.

In order not to waste this time, he took a new teapot, and the tea was taken from his car.

"Show ugly!"

After speaking, Lin Luo did it in one go, even pouring water to make tea and then pouring tea, Lin Luo's arc is very well controlled.

And the movements are fluent, and with the specially bought smoked tea on the tea table of Shiism, it feels like a fairy.

"Mr. Lin! I feel that if you add a set of Hanfu now, I feel that you are now a master in the eyes of everyone. There is a feeling that others can no longer describe. It seems that after seeing it, you will feel very comfortable. "

Zhuang Yi no longer knows what words to use to describe Lin Luo, and now Lin Luo, he feels that he is no longer able to climb high.

"Haha! Mr. Zhuang is joking! You should try my tea."

Lin Luo made a gesture of invitation to Zhuang Yi, indicating that he could have a taste of the tea he made.

"Yeah! Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient! Mr. Lin." In fact, Zhuang Yi couldn't wait to drink it, but Lin Luo hadn't said it yet, so he didn't dare to push it lightly.

When Lin Luo opened his mouth, Zhuang Yi immediately picked up his teacup, smelled it in front of his nose, touched it lightly with his tongue, and took another sip.

Then Zhuang Yi kept the tea in his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes. After about a minute, he swallowed the tea, and then opened his eyes.

"Boss Lin! I gave in! I really gave in! I'm really not as good as you."

After Zhuang Yi took a sip, he felt really happy.

I have never tried such a good tea....

"To be honest, Mr. Lin, after I drank a sip of your tea, I immediately had the urge to go back to the mountains and forests.

Zhuang Yi sighed from the bottom of his heart, he no longer knew how to describe this thing, and could only use this metaphor to describe his mood.

Tea has been tasted slowly since ancient times, and only those who calm down can experience the joy of tea.

So another meaning of tea refers to other people's calm mind. If you drink a sip of tea, read a book, and add smoke, you don't know how happy it is.

This is how Zhuang Yi feels now, but he still lacks a book.

Lin Luo has never tasted the tea made by himself, so after Zhuang Yi drank it, he also wanted to try the effect, so he slowly picked up his teacup, and then slowly tasted it

Lin Luo couldn't help sighing, this tea really has this feeling!

This led him to make a very healthy decision.

"Haha! It's easy to say! Mr. Zhuang, it's your props that are used well!"

Lin Luo's humble 2.6 said.

However, he was quite satisfied with Zhuang Yi's spring water.

"By the way, Mr. Zhuang, have you heard about it? Does this mountain belong to someone? If it is such a good spring water, I think it is a good choice to have him.

Lin Luo suddenly remembered.

If it is true that such a good tea does not have such a good mountain spring water, it is really impossible to experience the sweet taste of this tea, and it cannot be said that it cannot be experienced, but the sweet taste is not so obvious.