Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

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

Cheng Yaojin frowned even tighter, and said seriously: "How dare you let me drink the same bad tea as you? This brat Li Xin will definitely beat him up next time he comes to the door."

Cheng Chumo: "."

At this moment, Li Xin, who was enjoying the sinful life at home with Run Niang helping to beat his legs, suddenly sneezed without warning. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and covered his mouth and nose with his hands in time, so that the droplets that may contain germs did not splash on Run Niang. Afterwards, he immediately got up to wash his hands, and while washing, he couldn't help but murmured: "You still catch a cold after exercising every day? But don't develop into pneumonia. If you don't have antibiotics, you probably need to cool your forehead. That's not right. In case of viral pneumonia, antibiotics It’s not easy to use, you can only rely on your immunity to carry it.”

He would never have thought that all this was because of the box of tea leaves he gave Old General Cheng?

Speaking of returning to Cheng's mansion, although Cheng Yaojin didn't think highly of these tea leaves, he still took boiling water as Li Xin said in the letter and started tossing. This time he ate alone without being stingy, and made a cup of tea for Cheng Chumo.

Two big men were sitting in the hall, holding a cup of tea in their hands. Since their hands had a thick layer of calluses from martial arts training, they didn't feel that the cup was hot, and after a little cooling, they all drank the tea in one gulp.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and the two sat quietly.

Cheng Yaojin touched it for a while, frowned and said: "This tea is fragrant, but it has no taste. It is not as good as wine." After speaking, he turned to Cheng Chumo and asked: "This tea is the same as what you usually drink. Is there one difference?"

"It's not the same how to put it." Cheng Chumo didn't think too much, and said casually, "Anyway, I can't tell. It just tastes better."

Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin's already frowning brows were relaxed. Frankly speaking, if Cheng Chumo dared to say that the tea was exactly the same as what he usually drank in Chu Palace, then Cheng Yaojin might silently make a note of Li Xin in his heart, and next time he had the opportunity to beat up this kid, he would give him two more kicks. .

Of course, in fact, he didn't think that Li Xin would specially pack the tea leaves that he usually brought to entertain guests and send them to his house. Since Li Xin sent it so specially, it means that these tea leaves are still somewhat different, but he just didn't notice it.

Although he usually acts out of bounds, Cheng Yaojin is not so confused in his heart. He is naturally quite good at tasting tea in the tea ceremony, and he will not do the kind of thing that he can't drink. Not enough tasty things to come.

"That's all, although it's not as good as wine, it's still much better than those messy tea soups." Cheng Yaojin covered the small box and put it back into the big box, fastened the copper ring, and said, "Then I I reluctantly put it away first. When Chen Laohu and the others come to the house as guests, I will take it out for them to taste, lest they always say that I know how to drink."

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