The exquisite white porcelain tea cup was opened with slender white fingers. The mist in the tea bowl turned out to be in the state of mountains and rivers. The clouds and smoke in the sky above were changing and blurred, and the mountains and mountains were beautiful below. The trees were strong and green, and the stream was clear and dripping. It was poetic and picturesque, and the mist was bright and dark. It was a quiet, beautiful, dream-like wonderland.
"Wonderful!" Mrs. Meng is a real tea lover. Now that she sees such a wonderful scene, she naturally expresses her praise without hesitation.
Seeing the usually emotionless old lady acting like this, everyone couldn't help but become curious and gathered around to watch the spectacle. After seeing the landscape scene in the small tea bowl, praises came to Qingzhi one after another.
Especially the fifth young lady, Li Changxi, covered her red lips with her hands and exclaimed: "My eldest sister's skills are truly magical, much better than those trivial skills that cannot be mastered."
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