Chapter 1234 What's wrong with him, why is one hundred thousand?
Qiao Nian’s phone kept ringing all the way. When he reached the place to eat, the boss brought out the freshly cut lamb, and the hot bone soup in the pot was thick and white.
Qiao Nian lifted Erlang's legs, holding a mobile phone in one hand, replying to messages.
Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and poured her a cup of strong tea. The tea was up and down in the turmeric water. He handed the tea cannon over and put it in front of the girl. He restrained his aura and said warmly, "Drink some water before eating. Things, nourish the stomach."
Qiao read the news that Jiang Li had just returned, reached out and picked up the tea cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip, then put the cup down.
raised his eyes and asked him in amazement: "What kind of tea is this?"
"Junshan Silver Needle." Ye Wangchuan smiled, then blanched her chopsticks in hot water, and handed it over: "Doesn't it taste as bitter as other teas."
Qiao Nian took another sip, put the teacup on the table slowly, and snorted, lazily and arrogantly: "Ah. I said it is not the same as the tea I drank before."
"Well, this is from the tea plant in the owner's hometown. He will go back every year during the tea picking season. He handles everything from tea picking to frying."
Qiao Nian picked up the teacup again and sniffed, and the tea leaves were scented.
Her eyes darkened.
I was thinking, no wonder, it turned out to be Xincha.
Many people like to look at the varieties of tea, but no matter how expensive it is, it must be the best new tea.
She heard Ye Wangchuan say this is new tea, and took another sip like a cat before putting the cup back down.
Seeing that she liked the tea here, Ye Wangchuan smiled, sitting in the same posture as Qiao Nian, and a little more correct than Qiao Nian's sitting posture: "The tea here is a feature of the boss. The last time I brought you, it was not ready. In the tea season, there is no chance for you to taste it."
While he was talking, the girl’s mobile phone turned on again.
Qiao Nian leaned back on the stool with his shoulders relaxed, looked back on the phone, picked up the phone, and opened the message with his finger.
This time, the person who sent her WeChat message came from the person with the previous blank profile picture.
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