“Zhou Laohao!”

“Zhou Laohao!”

“Hello old man!”Hu Yang and Hua Zi greet each other。
Zhou Lao wears home clothes,Smiling:“it is good,it is good!all good!Everyone sit down!What do you like to drink?tea,coffee,what is this else?”
“Just tea!”Sun Zhidong said casually。
“All can!”Populus euphratica and Huazi are indifferent,As you please。
Mr. Zhou personally makes Kung Fu tea for everyone,I can see that it is a person who does it often,Skillful。
Kungfu tea is a traditional tea-drinking custom unique to Chaoshan area,It is the most representative of Chinese tea art,Is fusion spirit、etiquette、The art of brewing tea、A complete tea ceremony form integrating quality and quality,Is a tea art,Is also a kind of folklore。
In Guangdong,Many people like to drink tea,For some people,Drinking tea is already a part of life,Have something to drink tea,Drink tea when you are fine。
Whether in public or in residents’ homes,Whether it’s a roadside village or a factory store,Everywhere, people have long and short drinks。Tasting tea is not only to quench your thirst,And I’m still tasting tea or making connections,Or exchange information,Or gossip,Or negotiate trade, etc.。
“Dahongpao of this level,Only Zhou Lao you can drink here。”Sun Zhidong sighed。
Zhou Lao smiled:“Not much。”
Speaking of famous tea,Still the best in Fujian,Whether it is Dahongpao,Still Tieguanyin,Or Baihao Yinzhen, etc.,They are all famous teas in China。
Populus has nothing to do with tea,It feels almost the same。
He stared at the tea set,Whether it is a coffee table,Still teapot、cup,Tea pot,They are all antiques!
“Be careful,Your tea cup is worth tens of thousands。”Populus reminds Hua Tsai。
Hua Zi was taken aback,Hand shake,Almost unable to catch the teacup。Have a tea,It’s a bit thrilling!Such a small teacup,Tens of thousands,Accidentally break,That’s great fun。