Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chumo nodded immediately, and replied naturally, "I drank it many times when I went to Xinzi's house before."

Cheng Yaojin frowned more tightly, and said seriously: "How dare I let Lao Tzu drink the same broken tea as you? Li Xin, this stinky boy...The next time you come home, you have to beat him up."

Cheng Chumo: "..."

At this moment, Li Xin, who was enjoying the wicked life of having Runniang helping to beat his legs at home, suddenly sneezed without warning. Fortunately, he responded quickly and covered his mouth and nose with his hands in time, so that the droplets that might carry germs did not splash on Runniang. After that, he immediately got up and washed his hands. While washing, he couldn't help but mutter: "You can catch a cold after exercising every day? But don't develop pneumonia...if you don't have antibiotics, you will probably get cold...Uh, It’s not right. In case of viral pneumonia, antibiotics will not work well, and we can only rely on immunity..."

How could he not have thought that all this was because of the box of tea he gave to General Cheng Cheng?

Speaking of returning to Cheng's Mansion, Cheng Yaojin didn't really appreciate the tea, but after all, he fetched boiling water and tossed as Li Xin said in his letter. This time he didn't mean to eat alone, and made a cup of tea for Cheng Chumo.

The two big men were sitting in the hall with a cup of tea in their hands. Because they had a thick layer of calluses left by martial arts training, they did not feel that the cup was hot. After a little bit of cooling, they all drank the tea.

The air was silent for a moment, and the two of them sat quietly.

Cheng Yaojin smacked for a while, frowning and said: "This tea is fragrant, but it has no taste, so it's not as good as wine." After that, he turned to Cheng Chumo and asked, "This tea is with you. Is there any difference in what you usually drink?"

"How to put it...not the same..." Cheng Chumo didn't think much, and said casually, "Anyway...I can't tell you. It just feels better."

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin's already frowned brows stretched out. Frankly speaking, if Cheng Chumo dare to say that this tea is exactly the same as what he usually drank in the Chu Prince's Mansion, then Cheng Yaojin was afraid that he would give Li Xinji a note in his heart, and next time he had the opportunity to beat this kid, he would have two more kicks. .

Of course, in fact, he didn't feel that Li Xin would deliberately wrap up the tea he usually treats guests and send it to the house. Since Li Xin sent it so specially, it shows that the tea is still somewhat different, but he didn't find it.

Although he is not marginal in his performance, Cheng Yaojin is not so confused in his heart. He is naturally quite knowledgeable about his ability to taste tea ceremony. He will not do the kind that he can't drink it. Niubi Peony even blames Peony. Things that are not delicious enough to come.

"It's nothing. Although there is no wine to drink, it is still much better than the messy tea soup." Cheng Yaojin closed the small box and put it back in the big box, buckled the copper ring, and said, "Then I I reluctantly put it away first. When Chen Lao Fox and the others come to the house, they will show it to them to taste, lest they always say Lao Tzu knows to drink."

Cheng Chumo originally wanted to suggest changing to a box of tea and tasting it again to see if there is any difference in the taste. But after hearing this, he didn't say it. He knows his father's petty temperament better than anyone else.

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