Bo Ye's little ancestor has made a sensation in the world again

Chapter 420 Tea Art Master: My Ancestor Really Didn't Want to Slap You in the Face
There are 5 minutes left, which is her highlight moment.

Gu Pingting licked her dry lips, enduring the inconspicuous seat at the moment.

"Mom, look at the time, you must check the score for me the first second the channel is opened."

"Of course baby! This glass of wine is poured, you just wait to toast your grandpa's wine, and then sit next to your grandpa. Those two rural people only know things that are ignorant. When it's time to compete for grades, You will feel ashamed, and you will be generous in front of those big guys, and I will give way to you..."

"Mom, I'm nervous."

"Oh, why are you so nervous? It's not the first time you've come first in the exam."

"No, mom, I'm afraid that I really got the first place in the country and scare these distinguished guests..."

"Haha, as expected of my daughter—Zhi!"

Sun Jiao covered her mouth in panic, but luckily she was at the third table, and no one cared about her squeaks from time to time.

Second table.

Dishes are served one after another.

Gu Shiyin thoughtfully served everyone dishes.

There is a set of exquisite tea sets in front of her, and she makes Kung Fu tea for everyone with her own hands.

Years of practice have made her gestures like flowing water, which is really beautiful, and even guests at the main table turn back to ask for a cup: "Miss Gu Liu's tea is really at the level of a tea art master!"

Gu Shiyin pursed her lips modestly and low-key: "I have studied with the Chief Etiquette Officer of the Presidential Palace for a period of time, and I am not good at learning skills. I am laughing at you."

"Wow! Miss Six's etiquette is learned from the presidential palace, no wonder she has a certain amount of advance and retreat, everyone is a lady!"

"This is already excellent. If we are not skilled in the art, then the way we brew tea is simply rustic and vulgar."

"Miss Sixth Gu lives up to her reputation, she is really proficient in all kinds of talents."

"Using the popular saying among young people nowadays, this is called vests walking everywhere... It's not like us old men who only do one line of life and only one thing."

Polite praise sounded sparsely.

Gu Shiyin has always maintained a low-key smile, neither arrogant nor arrogant, which has brought back a lot of goodwill.

on the main table.

Feng Tang was not interested in drinking tea, so he held the wine jar and began to pour wine for everyone.

"Hey, old Feng, your wine smells so good, what brand is it?"

Feng Tang pursed his lips and smiled innocently: "Miss Xi gave it to me, a fine wine from the gods!"

After many times of painful experience of "pour by a drop", he finally figured out the correct way to drink this jar of wine: it should be mixed with water at a concentration of one to one thousand to drink, so that it will not be poured by a drop.

Therefore, tonight's jar full of original liquor is actually only a drop of Xi Zuer's jar of wine.

Rao is like this, it is already fragrant and intoxicating.

No way, ever since drinking Xi Zuer's wine, Feng Tang can no longer drink ordinary wine.

Even Moutai tastes like boiled water.

So he took the wine wherever he went.

"Come and let's wish Mr. Gu...a blessing like the East China Sea, hahaha!"

Feng Tang took the lead in toasting, and everyone thought of Xi Zuer's explanation of Furu Donghai's artistic conception just now, they couldn't help but smile knowingly, and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking this glass of wine, everyone was stunned.

After a few seconds of silence on the wine table.

Everyone, Qiqi raised his glass again: "Fill me up, fill it up quickly! Don't stop me, I can drink a catty of this wine tonight!"

Feng Tang hugged the wine jar tightly: "..." It's a good idea, I just want to make you greedy, I just have a gift from Ms. Xi, what the hell are you doing?

a catty?dream!

Less than half a minute.

Gu Shiyin, the "master of tea art", and the green tea she made are no longer cared about.

(End of this chapter)