Zhoushan Islands, Zhongtuo Mountain.

The entire Zhongtuo Mountain is shaped like a dragon, lying on its side in the sea.

From different angles, it looks like a hidden dragon in the abyss, or a wandering dragon in the sky.

There is a famous scenic spot on the island of Purple Bamboo Forest, a famous scenic spot in later generations.

The purple bamboo forest is backed by the sea. During the period, ancient buildings with yellow walls and gray roofs are connected in groups, and lush trees surround the surroundings, showing a quiet momentum in the midst of noise and listening to the waves.

A young man sat in the pavilion near the sea. He was wearing a long royal blue gown, jade face and thin eyes, a high nose and thin lips.

The man has a slender figure, his fingers are as thin as an eagle's claw, but his skin is white.

Overall, Zhao Qianxun, who looks elegant, does not have a good look.

In March, the spring here has really come, and the noon sun shines into half of the pavilion.

Zhao Qianxun, who was drinking Longjing in front of the rain, looked proud and proud. He had been depressed for half a year and finally felt relieved these days.

Originally, he thought Ding Yu would fight to the end, which was useless to his mind. He was thinking about how to play with Ding Yu, and he was playing with him like playing with the crickets in the cricket box.

However, Ding Yu was still timid and proposed to meet him. This was even better. He had Quan Xiuying, the "grass stick" who fiddled with crickets. Ding Yu was finally suppressed by him.

At twelve o'clock, a man walked up the pebble path at the foot of the mountain. He was tall and had an extraordinary temperament.

The young man had a pure temperament, carried a mountaineering bag, wore a thin outdoor sportswear branded by the mammoth, and wore a pair of purple mammoth hiking shoes.

Zhao Qianshu smiled, leaned on the fence of the pavilion, and waved to the person from a distance. Ding Yu arrived.

Ding Yu built a pergola with his hands, raised his hand, climbed up the last steps, and came to the pavilion.

"Haha, the feeling of looking down is great, you can see the colors of mountains and seas!" Zhao Qianxun said with a smile, signaling Ding Yu to sit down with his hands.

Ding Yu put down his backpack and smiled slightly, "The scenery is great, Mr. Zhao is so elegant!"

Zhao Qianxun sneered in his heart and continued to tease Ding Yu, "It's rare to see Mr. Ding bow his head! How does it feel when he looks up?"

Ding Yu looked at the vast sea on the side of the pavilion and said leisurely: "Of course it's good. Although the view is wide, looking up is not useless. At least it proves that I am on the uphill road."

Zhao Qianxun then remembered that Ding Yu had hosted a show and did not take advantage of it in his mouth, so he changed the topic.

He picked up the tea set and poured out the remaining tea, "Spring is coming, we must get rid of the old and welcome the new. The Grain Rain is coming. I will taste the rain in front of the rain that I picked under Hangzhou last night. I believe Mr. Ding came out of the big city and has never been exposed to the soil since he was a child, so he just happened to taste it."

Ding Yu didn't say anything, Zhao Qianxun got some boiling water from some hot pots. "The local spring water boils, put it in the thermos for an hour, exactly 90 degrees, which is suitable for making tea."

The tea leaves are like sparrow tongues, beautiful in shape and bright green in color.

After being brewed with boiling water, a sweet smell came to my nose. Zhao Qiansun proudly made the tea and water very skillfully.

Ding Yu picked up the small teacup, smelled it, took a sip of it, nodded, but still didn't say anything.

Zhao Qianxun didn't like Ding Yu's pretentious appearance, so he began to take advantage of the topic again, "Does Mr. Ding really understand my tea? You might as well say something, we can re-reach it. If we can't make it a good idea, we can make friends with tea."

Ding Yu finished drinking a cup of tea and then spoke: "Mr. Zhao was a little anxious. Although the leaves were picked three days earlier and were grass after three days later, the tea leaves were more sweet and not enough aftertaste. The tea fragrance was refreshing, but the aftertaste was light."

Zhao Qianxun was slightly stunned, "What Mr. Ding means, this tea?"

"It's a little tender." After Ding Yu said that, he picked up the heater and added the water in the teapot. "If you want to drink, you can't just bubble more. People can't think of eating it in one bite, right?"

Zhao Qianxun raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha, I feel ashamed of Mr. Ding's words."

Ding Yu turned around and opened the backpack, took out a small porcelain jar from it, opened it, put it on the table, took out two larger tea cups, took out teaspoons, dug out tea leaves from the jar, and poured a teaspoon from each cup.

Then, he picked up the thermos and poured water back and forth to the two cups. Then he covered the lid of the teacup, revealing a few millimeters of gap, poured out the water one by one, poured it into the water, and made a gesture of inviting Zhao Qianxun.

"Is this?" Zhao Qianxun picked up the teacup, scraped the tea leaves with the lid, and blew the tea soup slightly with his mouth. The tea soup was bright yellow and had a hint of green color.

"Yunwu tea, a specialty here, I just picked it up the mountain when I arrived in the morning." Ding Yu picked up the teacup and took a sip. "I prefer this taste, sweet, mellow, and fragrant, and a long and refreshing fragrance."

Zhao Qianxun couldn't help feeling a little uneasy. Ding Yu was so calm that he still had the time to go up the mountain to pick tea, but he proposed to meet him.

However, the location was chosen by Zhao Qianxun. Ding Yu could think of going up the mountain to pick tea. I believe that he has a good attainment in tea art!

He took a sip of Yunwu Tea. Although he didn't admit it, he had to admire it in his heart that Ding Yu's tea tasted better, or the heat was just right!

The two of them didn't say anything. Zhao Qianxun felt that he had taken the initiative and never mentioned the real purpose of meeting the two.

Ding Yu smiled, if you don’t say it, I will say it.

"I'm here, mainly because I remembered what Mr. Zhao said a few days ago. Seeing that Mr. Zhao was about to be unable to help, I came to remind Mr. Zhao, think twice before doing it!"

After Ding Yu finished speaking, he added the tea to Zhao Qianxun, who had already drunk a cup of tea before he knew it, and he also poured himself a cup.

"A celebrity doesn't say secret words, my time is also very precious. If we are rushing to deal with us repeatedly, I will not meet you." Zhao Qiansun said toughly.

"Yes, that night, Mr. Zhao seemed to be standing by the bed watching Miss Quan Xiuying and I have a good time, and it was so convincing!" Ding Yu stared at Zhao Qiansun's eyes and said, of course, his movements did not stop, and he still sipped a sip of tea.

"When I was drinking tea, I didn't want to sweep away Mr. Ding's atmosphere, so I'll take out the things," said Zhao Qianxun, after saying that, he took out several chapters of medical appraisal books from a bag under his feet.

"If Mr. Ding doesn't believe it, you can go to the hospital for examination. This thing that consumes the essence and blood of the body should be from your body, right?"

Ding Yu looked at the medical report in front of him. He didn't know much about the South Korean and English words, after all, there were a lot of medical terms.

"So, Mr. Zhao dug this pit for me!" Ding Yu smiled. Zhao Qiansun was so straightforward, so there was no need for him to hide it.

"In this world, there is nothing right or wrong. At least the initiative is still on me. Zhao Qianxun took another sip of Longjing in the rain. In comparison, his tea leaves were indeed a little bit.
Chapter completed!