After pouring in the boiling water and waiting for a moment, everyone had a cup of green tea in front of them.
In the contrast of the white porcelain cups, the tea appeared even more vibrant, like jade.
Song Chongjin and Yang Zongbao eagerly lifted their cups, first inhaling the fragrance of the tea, then taking a careful sip, and immediately closed their eyes.
They felt that faint, slight bitterness of the tea leaves at their throats, which then brought a hint of sweetness.
Old Granny Zhang glanced at the two of them, mimicking their actions by lifting her cup, taking a couple of sniffs, and feeling a sudden clarity in her mind. She blew on the tea a couple of times, and once it cooled a bit, gulped it down in one go.
After drinking, she smacked her lips and commented, "It's good, but a bit weak. Brew it stronger next time."
Wang Yongzhu was caught between laughter and tears, but said nothing.
