The beautiful waitress stood not far away, looking at the ordinary-looking "Grandai", thinking that the man had another beautiful woman, and this beautiful woman with a good temperament and appearance was a member of their cafe.

Little-faced? Look at it, this guy doesn’t have the foundation of a Little-faced person?

Tall, rich and handsome? It’s absolutely impossible!

Zhao Shi was dressed very beautifully today, with a black knitted base skirt and an exquisite belt around her waist perfectly revealing her slender waist and her chest was towering. Zhang Moqian even doubted whether Zhao Shi's clothes would be broken?

While sniffing Zhao Shi's beautiful legs, Zhang Moqian explained the reason why he invited Zhao Shi to drink coffee. Of course, Zhang Moqian had already been skilled in peeking at beautiful legs and was a veteran, so Zhao Shi did not notice it.

"Well, no problem, I'll help you cut the ribbon that day." Zhao Shi was more likely to speak than Xue Chan, so she nodded and agreed directly.

"Xue Chan is going too." Zhang Moqian said tentatively.

"What?" Zhao Shi widened her eyes.

Sure enough, the girl Zhao Shi and Xue Chan were incompatible. Zhang Moqian coughed a few times and persuaded Zhao Shi, saying that the general idea was to ask her not to have conflicts with Xue Chan on the day of the ribbon cutting.

"I didn't expect that Xue Chan would go, that dead woman. No, Zhang Moqian, if there is me or not, if there is her or not. You can choose it yourself!" Zhao Shi said angrily.

"I said Miss Zhao, it only takes a minute to cut the ribbon. Do you think it's better for my sake?" Zhang Moqian said anxiously, jokingly, two noble daughters of Queensland can't do without any of them.

"Depending on your face, what are you worth?" Zhao Shi gave Zhang Moqian a blank look and stretched out her white little hand to modify her shiny nails.

"Come on, drink coffee, it's cold." Zhang Moqian decided to use the tricks against Xue Chan to deal with Zhao Shi, and he insisted on pestering him.

“I’m allergic to coffee.”

“…”

Zhang Moqian is very frustrated. He is allergic to coffee, but he invites him to have coffee?

"Sorry, I don't know if you are allergic to coffee. What do you like to drink?" Zhang Moqian smiled, revealing his white teeth, thinking that he had been on the sunny idol route, and he could only sacrifice his lust when necessary. It's no big deal for a big man to be implicitly ruled!

"Tea!" Zhao Shi glanced at Tu Baozi with a faint look and said, "Let's talk upstairs. I am a member here. There is a tea room and various music. It is specially played by someone. The environment is good."

After saying that, Zhao Shi elegantly picked up the limited edition LV and walked towards the antique stairs in high-heeled sandals.

Zhang Moqian quickly followed.

After going up the second floor and entering the second European-style door, Zhang Moqian was a little surprised by the huge contrast. He was just the outer hall of the Tang style building, but when he arrived at the inner hall, he completely changed the European layout of the style, with a Spanish style.

Renaissance oil paintings on the wall, sculptures of several Spanish masters around the corner, pairs of Italian off-white sofas in the middle, and off-white bookshelf imprinted with ancient Greek mythology around the wall, all in European style.

And urban beauty and business talents sitting in the inner hall were chatting in groups of three or three while reading books.

This cafe has a unique world! No wonder Zhao Shi is a member here! Zhang Moqian thought to himself.

Zhang Moqian casually looked at the beige bookshelf without a trace of dust, including bestsellers, new books, and famous foreign works that have been around for hundreds of years. Not many of them are literary, philosophical, and psychology, without basic professional books.

It’s normal to think about it. It’s also not a library, but just a leisure club that makes people calm down.

It is indeed a good place, and it is far away from the imitation Tang buildings outside, showing its incomparableness.

Zhang Moqian followed Zhao Shi and continued to move forward, stepping on the European stairs to the third floor. At the corner of the stairs, the floor was a mysterious and puzzling Tantric pattern, which had a violent beauty. The hideous Buddha inside really made people dare not take a few more glances.

Zhang Moqian was still wondering why the European-style stairs had such a Tantric pattern that was different from the overall environment. When he looked up, he saw that it had all turned into an antique Chinese style, and the stairs had also become carved railings and floors in mahogany.

After going up to the third floor, the overall layout is basically the same as the second floor, but the entire layout has become a Chinese style, with red sandalwood, golden nanmu, and mahogany furniture turning the inner hall of the second floor into a tea room with a strong fragrance of books. There are still a few people drinking tea, watching books and chatting.

Acquaintances greeted Zhao Shi along the way. Zhao Shi casually found a Yaseo and sat down with Zhang Moqian. A girl named Plum Blossoms by Zhao Shi followed. Plum Blossoms was about 1.75 meters tall, almost the same as Zhao Shi. There was a small beauty mole on the corner of her mouth, which increased her temperament and flavor. She wore a cheongsam and her hair was combed comfortably and fell behind her back, just like the etiquette lady at the Asian Games, but the cheongsam was purple-red, revealing her perfect figure, especially the flavour of the front and the back.

"Sister Shi, what tea do you have?" Meihua asked with a chuckling look at Zhao Shi.

"Garden buns, what tea do you drink?" Zhao Shi put down her LV and asked Zhang Moqian who was looking around like a country bumpkin entering the city.

"Longjing!" Zhang Moqian said casually.

"Plum blossoms, then soak the Meijiawu Longjing where I placed here." Zhao Shi ordered.

After a while, the plum blossoms came with tea, tea sets and hot water.

Zhao Shi took the tea set and tea and hot water brought by Meihua. Meihua understood that Zhao Shi wanted to make tea by herself, but she didn't say anything, so she slowly stepped down.

"I'll do it!" Zhang Moqian stood up.

"You can make tea?" Zhao Shi said curiously.

"Learn from an old guy." Zhang Moqian explained while starting to skillfully place tea sets.

"Tea is divided into six types: black tea, green tea, black tea, yellow tea, green tea and white tea. Longjing tea is the most famous green tea." Zhang Moqian explained tea culture like Zhao Shi while brewing tea. Many people like to drink tea, but they do not have a basic understanding of tea, and most of them are artwork.

"The tea ceremony in China flourished in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, flourished in the Song and Ming Dynasties, and declined in the Qing Dynasties." Zhao Shi was quite familiar with the ancient Chinese culture and had also dabbled in tea ceremony, so in her opinion, Zhang Moqian's technique was obviously a master of tea ceremony.

"The main content of the Chinese tea ceremony focuses on the beauty of the five realms, namely tea, tea, fire, tea set, environment, and is equipped with emotions and other conditions to seek the highest enjoyment of "taste" and "heart". It is called an aesthetic religion. Japanese tea ceremony with harmony, respect, tranquility and silence as the basic spirit is inherited from the legacy of the Tang and Song dynasties. Relatively speaking, I prefer Chinese tea ceremony, seeking taste and heart, and the Japanese devils' set is too empty." Zhang Moqian said disdainfully.

Zhang Moqian's attainment in tea ceremony is extraordinary, including sencha, tea fighting, and kung fu tea. Now the tea that Zhang Moqian runs for Zhao Shi is tea fighting. The ultimate goal of tea fighting is to taste tea, which requires both color, fragrance and taste.

"It seems that your attainment in tea ceremony is really extraordinary." Zhao Shi felt that Zhang Moqian was as imposing as playing "Jieshi Tune? Youlan" at that time. When he was serious, he would have fine wrinkles on his forehead and his eyes would be focused.

Ignore the secular troubles and even though I was talking to myself, I never looked up.

"There were nine difficulties in the Tang Dynasty, three points and three points in the Song Dynasty, and seven prohibitions in the Ming Dynasty. These are all inherent tea culture in China. The tea ceremony is profound and profound, and the three schools of Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism have their own systems. It is not something that can be understood by a fool or a fool." Zhang Moqian said in the first few words, but in the end the word "silly" seems a bit vulgar.

Zhao Shi said oh, and looked at the Tu Baozi with a sudden look.

"Okay, you can taste it." Zhang Moqian finally raised his head. During the time he was discussing the tea ceremony with Zhao Shi, a pot of Longjing fragrance that everyone could smell finally drifted out. Zhang Moqian smiled and handed a cup of tea to Zhao Shi... and at the same time peeked at the beautiful legs under the knitted base skirt.

Don’t look at it without looking at it!

"When the wine is about to be filled, keep three points of the tea." Zhao Shi was looking forward to the skills of the local buns. She took the tea, closed her eyes and tasted it slightly. The charm of Longjing suddenly emanated from her mouth.

Obviously, the local bun shocked her again!
Chapter completed!