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Ye Feng coldly glared at Yi Zhongyang.

"Yi Zhongyang, you are right. Real tea connoisseurs, especially tea art masters, drink tea step by step. When the tea is in your mouth, the tea leaves will slowly transform from bitter to sweet. This process is called back tea. Sweet. Therefore, when drinking tea, you must first learn to return sweetness."

The proud smile on Yi Zhongyang's face disappeared, and the man named Ye said something calmly, he was showing off to me!

Ye Feng continued: "The best tea leaves will recover their sweetness quickly, and the bitter taste will disappear soon. On the contrary, if the bitter taste lingers for a long time, then the tea leaves are not of the best quality. To put it bluntly, they will not last long." good."

After saying that, Lang Taojin applauded.

"Haha, Mr. Ye, it seems that you are very knowledgeable about tea ceremony. The insights you just gave me have made me knowledgeable."

He smiled and looked at Yi Zhongyang.

"Mr. Yi, you don't know this, do you?"

There was a hint of disgust in the corner of Yi Zhongyang's mouth.

"Of course I know the sweetness of this tea. Not only do I know the sweetness of the tea, but I also know the theory of producing fluids. Humph, Mr. Ye, do you know about producing fluids?"

Ye Feng shook his head, his face full of contempt, and he even didn't want to talk to Yi Zhongyang.

"Yi Zhongyang, how can you learn from Xiang Xun and Liu Piaopiao? They are both looking down on others."

"You..." Yi Zhongyang's face was full of anger, and his eyes wanted to eat Ye Feng.

But thinking of Ye Feng's incredible skills, Yi Zhongyang didn't dare to act rashly.

Xiang Xun and Liu Piaoyun looked at each other, and the anger in their eyes kept colliding.

In the living room, Long Chengdao, who was sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes slightly. Now that things have developed, he has already seen that Xiang Xun, and even Yi Zhongyang, are incompatible with Ye Fengshui.

Looking at the furious Yi Zhongyang, Ye Feng decided to work harder and make his mouth crooked more.

"Shengjin, the most famous deed is looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst. Jin actually means saliva. When the tongue is stimulated by some kind of stimulation, for example, thinking about something sour in the head, saliva will be produced. This is the meaning of Shengjin.

Naturally, this is also a term for drinking tea. Only high-quality tea leaves will produce the feeling of salivation. The better the quality of the tea, the faster the production of fluids will be. "

Ye Feng took another sip of tea, shook his head and said, "Yi Zhongyang, is this the tea you sent? The production of fluids is not obvious. It seems that it is not the best tea. You must have fooled Mr. Long."

"What are you talking about? How could I fool Mr. Long?"

Ye Feng smiled and said: "The throat rhyme is not good either. It's not sweet enough, not moist enough, and a little dry."

Lang Taojin moved closer to Lin Xue.

"Ms. Lin, what Mr. Ye said was too professional. What he said was not sweet enough, not moist enough, and a little dry. What do you mean?"

"Oh, President Lang, just now Ye Feng mentioned throat rhyme, which is actually the feeling when the tea passes through the throat. Only true tea masters will consider this when tasting tea. Just like us ordinary people drinking tea, we can drink tea with a sip. After it goes down, who knows how my throat will feel.

As for sweetness, moistness and dryness, it is the feeling left by the tea when it passes through the throat. Sweetness and moistness are good experiences, and dryness means that the tea is not good. "

Lang Tao's face was filled with admiration.

"Ms. Lin, to be honest, you and my boss are a perfect match!"

Lin Xue looked at Lang Taojin in confusion: "What do you mean, your boss?"

Lang Taojin realized that he was talking nonsense and hurriedly explained.

"Young Master Ye saved my position as president of the Wushu Association. I call him boss. Is that okay?"

"Oh, no problem." Lin Xue said calmly, thinking that Ye Feng had impressed Lang Taojin, the president of the martial arts association.

So far, Lin Xue still doesn’t know the identity of the master of Ye Feng’s Black Clothes Palace.

Ye Feng put down the tea cup, frowned, looked around and said, "Boss, this tea has a choking feeling when you drink it. I guess there is something wrong with the quality of this tea."

Hearing this, Yi Zhongyang became angry.

"Ye, you are telling lies with your eyes open. You just want to make me look bad, right?"

"Haha, Yi Zhongyang, I don't want to make you look bad at all. There is indeed something wrong with your tea. If you don't believe it, bring the original tea over."

Yi Zhongyang's fire became even greater.

"Boy, if I don't allow you to slander me like this, I will bring you the tea leaves and slap you in the face on the spot."

Yi Zhongyang turned and looked at Longcheng Road.

"Mr. Long, please have someone bring the tea I gave you."

"Hey, Mr. Yi, there's no need to be so serious, right?"

"I have to fight for it."

"Ok."

Longcheng Dao asked someone to take the Dahongpao sent by Yi Zhongyang and put it in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng grabbed some tea leaves, looked at them, and put them in front of his nose to smell them.

"Let me just say, there is something wrong with the quality of this tea. There is really something wrong with it."

"If you have any questions, tell me." Yi Zhongyang shouted.

"These tea leaves are obviously unevenly oxidized during storage, causing quality problems. If you don't believe it, ask a professional on site to ask."

Yi Zhongyang's eyes turned around and looked at a middle-aged boss.

"Mr. Lu, you have a teahouse in your name. Can you tell me if there is anything wrong with the tea?"

Mr. Lu called him Lu Ming and said with a smile: "It is true that the oxidation is a little uneven. Another point is that the temperature of these tea leaves is not enough when they are cured, which gives it a green taste. Therefore, when you drink it, the taste is not very pure. The feeling of being choked."

Ye Feng praised: "This Mr. Lu has a high level of tea ceremony. He really hit the nail on the head. Anyway, one thing can be proved. The Dahongpao you sent has its own problems. Send defective products. What do you mean? This is looking down on Long. Total?"

Yi Zhongyang was extremely embarrassed and puzzled. How could the quality of regular tea bought from a regular place be defective?

Grandma's, it embarrasses me.

Ye Feng snorted coldly at Xiang Xun and Yi Zhongyang, not hiding his ridicule for them.

"You want to humiliate people without any strength, you are really asking for humiliation."

Yi Zhongyang sat on the sofa angrily.

Longcheng Dao Tutu laughed, breaking the tense atmosphere in the living room.

"Isn't it just tea? Why are you so nervous? Since everyone can't get used to this Dahongpao, let's change to another kind of tea."

After changing the tea, Long Chengdao smiled at Lu Ming who was just tasting tea:

"Mr. Lu, we all know that you are a good calligrapher. Today, I have to give you a calligraphy set."

"Mr. Long has said so. If I refuse any more, I won't give him face. I think those who can come here today are all Mr. Long's friends. No matter how good or bad the writing is, just write it down."

Hearing this, Long Chengdao's eyes lit up.

"Mr. Lu's proposal is very good. Everyone will leave their calligraphy. I will treat them equally and frame them all."

Lang Taojin moved closer to Ye Feng.

"Master Ye, do you want to write one?"

"Oh, of course I have to write it, and of course I have to support it."

Ye Feng smiled and said, after a while, what he writes will definitely surprise Longdao City.