Not everyone understands tea.

But after all, they all have a sense of taste. Can you not know whether it tastes good or not?

Everyone's expression is extremely natural, extremely intoxicated.

It is a great blessing in life to be able to drink Bai Ling's tea.

"Ah, why am I not here?"

"I also want to drink the tea made by sister Bai Ling."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Want to know why not try it yourself?"

"Yeah, hasn't Bai Ling told us all the process?"

"Fuck, that's right, I'm going to download the recording, and I must learn how to order tea today!"

"I have been drinking tea and brewing tea all my life, but I never thought I could see this drinking method today. I have learned a lot. Let my granddaughter learn it!"

"The old man is also watching the live broadcast."

"Drinking tea is good, I hate sentimentality. This kind of tea seems complicated, but it is actually quite exhausting. It is a good traditional skill."

"Thanks to Bai Ling for his contribution to traditional skills."

"It's time to buy tea. The last time I drank tea was the last time. It may have been ten years."

"Yeah, I haven't drank tea for a long time. Now I work overtime and drink coffee. It seems that I need to change my habits."

"Brothers, do you have any good tea to recommend?"

……

Such remarks filled the live broadcast room.

A bright smile finally appeared on the face of director Mai Guangkuang.

He was happy because the rhythm of the live broadcast room had gradually dissipated.

Bai Ling really had a good hole card, once he made a move, it would be a judgment call.

Then Luo Xiaofeng only has one mouth, so why should he be Bai Ling's opponent?
Of course, what made him even happier was that under Bai Ling's guidance, this program actually succeeded in spreading traditional culture.

This is his original intention to shoot the show.

Not ratings, not fame, being one of those top variety directors.

Instead, I personally want to spread the quintessence of Chinese culture to every corner of China, and let everyone know the glory of the past.

From the current point of view, he and Bai Ling are very likely to do it.

Of course, Mai's broad imagination is still lacking a little.

He only saw the live broadcast room, but he didn't expect it to be in the next period of time.

When Bai Ling's Chabai Opera was recorded and made into a short video, it began to be circulated and promoted.

Tea sales across the country have increased a lot.

It can be said that in the next few months, tea dealers across the country will be extremely grateful to Bai Ling.

Maybe they will make a porcelain statue of Bai Ling and put it on the side of Guan Erye.

It is conceivable how exaggerated the impact of this live broadcast is.

A smile appeared on Bai Ling's face.

So far, she has basically accomplished her goal.

Turning off the Rhythm Master, Bai Ling started the live broadcast with peace of mind.

I just don't know how unlucky Luo Xiaofeng will be with the bad luck card.

Continue to process the scented tea. After a short time, the refire is over, and the newly added flowers have gradually withered and are no longer beautiful.

Bai Ling picked up a handful of tea leaves, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, it was full of fragrance, with floral fragrance,

"That's right, these scented teas are all ready."

It was noon, Bai Ling showed off his culinary skills again, cooking some dishes for Leng Yan.

A little tea before and after that, delicious food after.

Bai Ling didn't seem to care much about Leng Yan, but if he really wanted to respect and take care of him, he didn't hesitate at all.

During the leisurely afternoon, Leng Yan couldn't help feeling emotional.

"It's a pity that I've only been here for a few days, and I'm going back soon. Thinking about it this way, I really want to take my family over and live here."

If he had this idea, his sister-in-law and children would probably be very happy.

It's a pity that he has to go back and record Daoxiang, and he can't live up to the good song Bai Ling wrote for him.

Bai Ling didn't interrupt, she carried out a table and placed it in the center of the yard.

Then went to pick some fruit.

"It's useless to be sad, but to enjoy life!"

Take out the plates one by one, put the water and fire just picked.

Make a fire and make tea.

Bai Ling collected the tea leaves in the morning and put them in bottles and jars.

I specially selected jasmine tea and prepared to make a pot of good tea.

"Director, everyone stop staying there."

"Although it's a reality show, and even though I'm the main character, it's not appropriate for you to just sit there."

"Come and drink a cup of scented tea!"

Everyone is ready to move, so is Mai Guangkuang naturally,

"Bai Ling said so, what are you looking at me for?"

"Go!"

The water boiled very fast, Bai Ling made scented tea and delivered it to everyone one by one.

Director Mai Guangkuang took the seat smoothly, drinking tea and enjoying fruits with Leng Yan Bailing and others.

This scene is surprisingly harmonious.

Even though there are many people appearing on the screen, there is no sense of noise. On the contrary, there is a sense of tranquility and joy.

It has to be said that Chinese people still like excitement and reunion after all.

This is engraved in the bone and cannot be erased.

Although there was no big move like the morning tea and Baixi, the number of people in the live broadcast room not only did not decrease, but even exceeded the number in the morning, increasing by nearly one million.

Who's to make sense of this?

Of course, some are happy and some are sad.

While Bai Ling and the others were enjoying life, Luo Xiaofeng, who was wrapped up in the hospital and looked like a rice dumpling, was already extremely angry.

For some reason, he was particularly unlucky today.

It hit the coffee table, and the nose was crooked.

I couldn't get a taxi for half an hour after going out, and I was in so much pain that I finally got a taxi, but the driver still took a detour.

When I arrived at the hospital, I fell again, and now my leg is in a cast.

My whole body hurts, it hurts so much!
He was so unlucky, while Bai Ling and the others were drinking scented tea in the studio, smiling happily.

He can't take it!
Fortunately, his hand was not injured, and he was holding words in the live broadcast room at this moment.

"Although there are many people, it is lively, but it is not civilized!"

"It's really boring to drink tea together, not to mention, if we follow the tradition of our Chinese people, is it going to be a game of sparrows next?"

"Why do we still need to learn more from abroad? Why?"

Luo Xiaofeng still didn't give up, he was still looking for an angle.

But this angle has caused a wave of dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong with playing bird cards?"

"Luo Xiaofeng stepped forward to speak at this time? Why was there no shadow before?"

"Why are you looking for a sense of presence again! I'm really speechless!"

"Still studying foreign culture? Forgot what happened in the morning?"

"That's it!"

Watching the audience hate him, and his fans seem to be invisible.

Luo Xiaofeng was immediately dissatisfied, was he talking about the bird brand?
Of course not!
what he said...

In fact, he himself didn't know what he wanted to express, anyway, he just wanted to find a place to toss about.

Otherwise, wouldn't it mean that he had suffered a crushing defeat?
This is absolutely impossible!

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