Become a burden in a period novel

Chapter 510 Making Friends Over Tea (1)

The man outside the door did not answer Yang Mingye's question, but instead took several deep breaths.

"This is the scent." A look of rapture appeared on his face.

Yang Mingye was at a loss when he saw him like this, and Qin Jingchu, who had heard the noise, also walked to the door.

Two tall, burly men, both soldiers, stood at the door, exuding an extraordinary sense of oppression, but the man outside seemed oblivious to it.

"Excuse me, what kind of tea are you brewing here? Do you sell it?" Hope appeared in his eyes. He was in the next private room and had been smelling an enticing aroma of tea.

He hadn't intended to be so abrupt, but the aroma seemed to linger in front of his nose, making him feel restless and uneasy. Finally, he mustered his courage and went to the door of the next private room, knocking on it.

Actually, he didn't want to ask if it was for sale, but it would be even more impolite to ask for it directly.

"You've come to ask about tea?" Seeing the embarrassment on the man's face, Yang Mingye didn't make things difficult for him. After all, even if someone like him wanted to do something, he wouldn't be able to get anything out of him and Qin Jingchu.

"This tea is with my lover; you can ask her." Yang Mingye liked to introduce Qin Wangshu as his lover, as it was a way of showing off their relationship and preventing others from coveting his treasure.

Yang Mingye stepped aside, allowing the people at the door to see what was happening inside the private room. Actually, the aroma of tea he had smelled in his own room was very faint, but it lingered.

He was so enticed by the aroma of the tea that he came out to look for it. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door to the private room, he smelled an even stronger fragrance in the corridor. It was the fragrance that wafted out when Yang Mingye opened the door to the private room when he returned.

"Sir, you seem to be a tea connoisseur as well. Why don't you come in and have a seat, and we can share a cup of tea?"

Qin Wangshu could drink tea in a very rough way, simply throwing some tea leaves into a cup he grabbed and pouring in hot water, or he could drink it in a very meticulous way, going through a series of different steps before finally enjoying that small cup.

She once learned tea ceremony specifically to work part-time, but since it was part-time, she didn't become very proficient and could only fool laymen.

The wages at the tea shop were very high. She worked part-time there every weekend, and that was almost enough to cover her food expenses for a week. That's why she was able to afford to travel when she graduated.

Her tea-drinking habit was formed during that time, and she learned a lot about tea there.

"Then I shall accept it without hesitation." This person had not expected that the owner of the tea would be a woman, and a young woman at that.

It's not his stereotype, but rather that the world is like this now. Because of the lack of material abundance, coupled with women's physiological factors, they prefer sweet drinks like sugar water.

Young people pursue fashion and prefer to drink soda; there aren't many who drink tea like her.

"Do you have a cup with you? I'll share some with you." Qin Wangshu was not stingy with sharing. For her, the tea produced by the space was not much trouble, except that she had to put some effort into figuring out how to roast it.

Now she has a closer connection with the space. Harvesting things doesn't require her to do it herself like before. She only needs to use her mind. Although it's still a bit tiring after a while, it's much easier than doing it all by herself before.

"Yes, yes, I'll go get it right away." He was overjoyed to hear that Qin Wangshu was going to share some tea with him, and quickly replied. After saying that, he went back to his private room to get his cups.

"I really don't know what's so good about this bitter juice." Aunt Luo had eaten too much bitterness in the past, and now she didn't want to eat anything bitter. Even though Qin Wangshu's tea had a very mild bitterness, a rich aroma, and a sweet aftertaste, she still refused to drink it.

However, she didn't say anything else, and she didn't care that Qin Wangshu wanted to give the tea to a stranger.

“Everyone has their own preferences. The coffee from abroad is more bitter, but many people still love it.” Qin Wangshu introduced the coffee to Aunt Luo. “But if you don’t like bitter coffee, you can add sugar and milk. It actually tastes pretty good. Would you like to try some?”

"Forget it, why bother? I'll just make some jujube tea instead." The jujubes Qin Wangshu bought for her were of very good quality, and she always used them to make tea, finding it quite pleasant to drink.

They had only been chatting for a short while when the man brought over a cup. Qin Wangshu noticed that it wasn't an ordinary cup, but a thermos, which was still quite rare at the time.

"The car is simple, and this is the only cup I brought. Such good tea deserves a Yixing teapot, or even a white porcelain cup would be fine," he said with some regret.

Qin Wangshu felt that he genuinely liked tea, so she started chatting with him.

No one else could get a word in edgewise on these topics, so they went about their own business.