200. Yellow Leaf Pieces_1

By middle age, fishing, drinking tea, and chatting with friends is a fine art, and Uncle Carp is quite skilled at it.

At the moment, he scrutinized the cup of tea in his hand, firstly admiring the clear color of the brew, then being completely captivated by the fresh aroma of the tea.

Finally, he frowned slightly, scrutinizing the tea leaves:

"These leaves weren't picked well, why's there a small leaf on top? Your sorting isn't up to standard."

Zhang Yanping thought to himself: Are you still nitpicking about sorting? At least I served you Yuqian Tea, if I'd given you the second picking from just a few days ago, which leaves a slightly bitter aftertaste… lets see you critique that!

The fragrance of the tea was so fresh and overwhelming that everyone seated around could smell it. They all sat on their little stools, eyes glued to that cup, and no one mentioned going home anymore.