Everyone was chatting and laughing, while the main tea brewer suddenly noticed someone handing over a thermos cup—it was Zheng Qu.
In any case!
"What a waste!" he disapproved, "Such good tea leaves, and you all are drinking them like cows chewing on peonies!"
Zheng Qu watched him brew tea and then laughed, "Otherwise, what should we do? Set up a whole tea table and you pour a small cup for everyone? When this tea is finished, what time will it be?"
Surprisingly, the other person seemed to want to nod.
But considering there were over twenty people tonight, he just reluctantly gave up.
He raised his teacup again, looking at the leaves that weren't exactly elite, and smelled the unexpectedly fragrant aroma. He simply took out his own cup and poured the tea into it!
This way he wouldn't forget it when leaving! In any case, he should drink more tonight!
