Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 495 How Lonely Is Invincible

Chapter 495 How Lonely Is Invincible
"Little Joe, sit down."

Zhong Weiwei looked back at Li Guo's tea masters. Although some of them couldn't hide their disappointment, most of them were firm and indignant.

Everyone, including Chen Shaoming and Yang Lu, looked at her with trust and expectation.

She felt warm in her heart, nodded slightly to everyone, and said with a smile: "Does Mei Dasicha also think I'm looking for an excuse to cover up?"

Mei Xun smiled slightly, noncommittal, just folded her hands and hid them in her sleeves, expressing her contempt very clearly.

"I see."

Zhong Weiwei looked at the tea master selected by both parties for verification: "Since the stick of incense has been burned out, let's check the result."

Only the results of public inspection can convince the public.

Mo Lao picked up the first cup that belonged to Mei Xun: "Please."

Mei Xun lowered her eyelids halfway, and said flatly, "Purple bamboo shoots."

Mo Lao removed the gauze covering the mouth of the cup on the spot, and after verification, he showed it to everyone for inspection: "It's correct."

The tea master in Dongling picked up Zhong Weiwei's first cup: "Please."

"Ruilong."

"Exactly."

"White milk."

"Exactly."

"Mongolian."

"Exactly."

Ten kinds of tea were quickly identified, Zhong Weiwei and Mei Xun did not make any mistakes, Mei Xun's eyes darkened, thoughtful.

The tea masters in Dongling discussed in a low voice: "There are no mistakes in the first ten kinds, so it's not like they don't understand everything. Maybe she is telling the truth."

"How is it possible? I saw that she just touched those cups casually, and didn't take a serious sniff. I don't believe that anyone can tell what kind of tea it is from such a distance."

"Hush... I'll see Zhenzhang immediately, why are you arguing?"

Dongling tea master tentatively picked up one of the nine cups, and asked Zhong Weiwei loudly: "Excuse me, Master Zhong, what kind of tea is this?"

Zhong Weiwei glanced at the order of the cups, and said lightly: "Long Ya."

Dongling tea master hastily removed the gauze and looked inside. Everyone followed his movements and held their breath, wondering if it was Long Ya.

A trace of obvious surprise flashed between Dongling tea master's eyebrows, and he said expressionlessly, "Long Ya is right."

Mei Xun was a little surprised, and calmly answered her own question.

Then it was Zhong Weiwei's turn again.

"It's true."

"Moon Rabbit."

"Golden Guanyin."

"Baoyun..."

After No. 19 kinds of tea were verified in public, the Dongling tea master had completely put away his contempt and ridicule, but nervously cast his eyes on the cup in Zhong Weiwei's hand and the last cup in front of Mei Xun.

Zhong Weiwei can recognize these nine kinds of tea leaves just by smelling them casually, which can only show one thing, she is too familiar with these tea leaves!
Familiar to the point of knowing it well, you can know what it is by just smelling the wind.

This is terrible.

Under so many expectant gazes, Mei Xun felt unprecedented pressure.

Clearly experienced in many battles, he should have been able to make the mountain collapse before him without changing his face, but he began to get nervous, and even broke out in a little sweat.

It's not fear, but the excitement and anticipation of suddenly discovering the opponent after many years of being invincible.

Mei Xun said the type of the last cup of tea: "Snow buds."

Mo Lao's hands trembled slightly, but he quickly opened the tea, verified that it was correct and showed it to everyone: "It is correct."

Dongling tea master cheered: "Da Si Cha! Da Si Cha!"

"Silence." Mei Xun suppressed the cheers of Dongling people, and asked Zhong Weiwei: "It's been so long, has Master Zhong confirmed what kind of tea is in your hand?"

"I wasn't sure whether it was the golden piece or the Lanxi Maofeng."

Zhong Weiwei said seriously: "Now I think this is the case. The tea in this cup should be a mixture of gold flakes and Lanxi Maofeng. Well, I'm sure, this is a mixture of gold flakes and Lanxi Maofeng."

According to the rules, Zhong Weiwei's tea was packed and sealed by Dongling tea master who was in charge of tea inspection, and Mei Xun's tea was packed and sealed by Mo Lao.

Because of the harsh conditions, only one kind of tea can be placed in each teacup.

Why did Zhong Weiwei say that there are two kinds of tea leaves in her cup?
There is only one possibility, the person who packed the tea did something wrong.

Mei Xun looked at the Dongling tea master who was in charge of inspecting the tea, and saw obvious panic and fear in the other party's eyes.

"Let's make tea." Chen Junqing saw the clue, and suddenly became imposing, and the illness was half cured, stood up, and asked the tea master in Dongling loudly: "Didn't you hear what our Master Zhong said? Serve tea!"

The gauze covering the mouth of the cup was opened, revealing the tea leaves inside. There were two kinds of tea leaves in the cup. One kind of tea leaves was slightly curled, shaped like a tongue, and the silver hairs were exposed, with golden fish leaves.

The other is fat and flat, forming strips, with silver hairs all over the leaves, and the color is yellow-green and emerald.

They are all Maofeng, but they are different. They are produced in different places, have different shapes, and have different tastes.

"This is cheating! Cheating! Mei Dashicha, what do you say?!"

Chen Junqing shouted excitedly, he felt a strange sense of comfort.

It seems that the many games he lost before were all because of the opponent's cheating, which caused him to lose, but he was not as lucky as Zhong Weiwei, and he didn't find out on the spot.

"I lost." With a gloomy face, Mei Xun ordered in a cold voice to bring down the Dongling tea master who was in charge of tea inspection: "I will give you a satisfactory answer."

Zhong Weiwei smiled: "You can do whatever you want."

She was really happy. Although her sense of taste was affected by taking too much soup, her sense of smell was sharper than before.

So this is a bad luck here, but can it be made up for there?God really didn't treat her badly!

"Go ahead." Mei Xun's mood quickly calmed down: "Next is the second and last match. Because my people made a mistake just now, the rules are determined by the owner of the clock."

What he thought was that Zhong Weiwei was young and energetic, and he needed this victory to consolidate his position and spread his reputation.

Give her the right to choose, and she will definitely choose the way that is most beneficial to herself, that is, what she is best at, and then he can get to know her better.

But he didn't know that Zhong Weiwei had the same idea as him: "Whose subordinates don't have any fools? Mei Dashi Cha is a distinguished guest, and a good host will not care about such trivial matters with guests.

In the same way, if my hospitality is not good and the people under my command are confused, Da Sicha will not care about the large number of adults, right? "

Mei Xun smiled wryly, Zhong Weiwei pretended to be generous and took over favors, forcing him to forget his feelings: "Of course."

"Da Sicha is really generous." Zhong Weiwei smiled and said, "You are a distinguished guest, so you have the final say."

Mei Xun couldn't refuse, thinking that Zhong Weiwei's previous victory over the envoy of Fanzhou was based on his skill at ordering tea, so he said: "Then compare the order of tea, whoever's soup will dissipate first and show water marks will lose gone."

(End of this chapter)

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