Ah Song wore it, but not completely. She became an ordinary tea lady in the "Song Family Teahouse", a century-old teahouse in Bianjing, who was about to be sold to pay off her debts. Good news: She has inherited the tea-ordering skills that she has practiced hard for more than ten years. A bowl of tea soup can transform thousands of landscape images. Bad news: The teahouse is heavily in debt, and my father is ill. Lu Shiyan, the most talented man in the capital and the son of the prime minister of the current dynasty, is coming to visit with a group of celebrities, calling her name to challenge her family's old sign of "No. 1 In Bianjing". Facing a group of literati who were looking high above their heads and waiting to see a joke, Ah Song just rolled up his sleeves silently. With a cup of tea, the clouds and mist rise, and the mountains and rivers appear. The talented man from mainland China who had sneered at her one moment was holding a teacup in his hands and murmuring absentmindedly: "This tea should only be found in heaven..." From then on, the wind direction in Bianjing City changed. The gathering of literati would be dull without the presence of the tea lady from the Song family. The princes were red-faced for her "Hanjiang Snow"; the scholars lined up all night long to watch her "Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms". Even Lu Shiyan, who looked down on her the most at first, became a frequent visitor to the Song family tea house, blocking the door every day, euphemistically calling her "asking for advice on tea art." A Song: "This gentleman, do you order tea or do you want to see the person?" Lu Shiyan's ears turned red and he coughed lightly: "... Both see." # Counterattacked with her craftsmanship and amazed the whole Bianjing City # #At first you ignored me, but then I made it impossible for you to reach high # #That talented man with a foul mouth finally became my loyal dog fanboy #
