"Are you busy?" asked Qin Chenggong.
"No, I just got off work. I'm downstairs at my apartment building. What's up, Dad?" replied Qin Wei.
"The tea that you had Aunt Yue bring over, where did you get it? Get me a few more pounds of it!" Qin Chenggong commanded.
Qin Wei was taken aback and struggled to respond, managing a wry smile. "Dad, if you want tea, I can buy you some good stuff."
"This tea is excellent. Uncle Liu's birthday is coming up, and I'm planning to pack two pounds of it to give to him," Qin Chenggong dropped another bombshell.
Qin Wei felt like his brain wasn't working properly. Uncle Liu was his dad's best friend. He remembered his father had spent a month considering what birthday present to give before finally deciding on a thirty-year Upward wild ginseng.
And now he wanted to use this tea as a birthday present? This tea was clearly a small gift from Xu Fang, so how had it become such fine tea?