"Mother Tree Da Hong Pao, this was given to me by a very dear friend whose son holds a significant position. This is extremely precious; I only have fifteen grams in total, enough for just three brews. I thought one of you might be my future son-in-law, so I wasn't stingy and brewed a cup for you."
Lin Zhicheng looked a bit awkward. In reality, he had intended to brew this Da Hong Pao for Qin Zhiwen alone, but he didn't anticipate Qin Hao being so outstanding, reaching the ninth cup of tea level. Thus, he had no choice but to divide this cup in two.
"I love tea, but I've never tasted this Da Hong Pao before. Qin Hao, how were you able to identify it in one taste? Have you drunk it before by chance?"
Lin Zhicheng was still somewhat in disbelief. How could a young man in his early twenties have tasted something so prestigious? It's not something money can buy! It requires influence!