When Ajaan left, he once said, "Let me wait for him. When he becomes famous, he will come back and marry me, this little peach blossom."
I listened to Ajaan's words and waited. I waited for hundreds of years. Naihe Wangyou was afraid that I would be lonely, so he taught me how to make Wuyou Soup.
Over the past hundred years, I have opened a teahouse and sold Wangchuan tea. I have heard countless stories and seen countless people who want to forget their love. However, I have never met my Ajaan.
You said that I would bring you success and fame, and then Shili Hongzhuang would marry me home. I have been waiting, but where are you?
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A cup of Wangchuan water, two cups of Wangyou soup, and three ounces of Bianchuan flowers, this becomes a cup of Wangchuan tea.
