However, Yuanzhou’s pause was only a matter of moments. Others did not even notice it, and they began to brew again.

This time the pattern is still rising in the sea tomorrow, but it is better than the previous four pictures, and the completion is very high.

"This picture has an eight-point image." This time it was not Ji Feng or Zhou Shijie, but Wu Hai, who was meditating on the moustache.

Originally, I was able to cite the same thing. It was already scary to learn seven points in a very short period of time. I didn’t expect to improve, so I let Jifeng come to the rescue.

“Yuan’s chef is really talented.” Hangtian said with emotion.

Until some people made a sound, Ji Feng came back to God and said: "There are indeed old men with eight points of charm."

"We also know a little bit of tea in this area, but people have already learned eight points in a short period of time." Grandfather and Wang Shuyuan looked at each other and couldn't help but say.

What is the goods than the goods.

This is called the goods than the goods!

"No, this tea is not the other." Ji Feng rarely nodded to drink other people's words, but had to say that the two men summed up in place.

"Thank you for complimenting, I am still far away." Yuanzhou put down the teapot he was holding, and then seriously said that he really thinks so, because in his view, less than 100%, even 90% At nine-nine-nine, it’s all bad.

Hearing that Yuanzhou said this, Ji Feng was not pumped by his mouth. His current state, miraculously and surprisingly the same.

Before other people said that the humility of Yuanzhou, Wuhai suddenly said: "I don't know if I can try?"

When Wu Hai spoke, he looked at Ji Feng seriously, his eyes were serious and serious.

Such eyes, Yuanzhou and Ling Hong, only met during Wuhai painting and eating, serious and persistent.

"I heard that you are a young painter. You just introduced it, you can." Ji Feng has a good memory. I still remember Wu Hai’s self-introduction and nod.

"Okay, thank you very much." Wu Hai nodded seriously.

"Teapot, water, here." Yuanzhou let go of the position and reached out and gestured.

"Yeah." Wuhai nodded, but did not reach for the teapot in the first place.

Instead, he stood in front of the five seas that Yuanzhou had just completed, and he had to observe the half-ring before he started to act.

But Wuhai did not brew five cups in a row, but only picked up a large brown tea bowl to prepare.

First, carefully take out the tea powder with a tea spoon, a little bit of sputum, it seems like holding a brush in the stained paint, serious and rigorous.

After a while, Wuhai began to brew tea, this time the action is different from Jifeng, but more like Yuanzhou.

Yes, all the people present are in good eyesight. Naturally, it can be seen that the movement of Wuhai Tea is more like Yuanzhou, or imitation.

After a while, the green tea soup and the white tea foam showed a pattern of rising sea tomorrow.

"How, I am more like you and you are more similar." Wu Hai did not evade, directly asked Yuanzhou.

"Well, like my third cup." Yuanzhou nodded.

"But I can only be at this level later." Wuhai shrugged and put down the teapot.

"The young people are very powerful now." Ji Feng said with sincerity.

It is not awesome. First, there is a Yuanzhou just to see that he has done it once, and he can achieve his eight points. This is something that many tea masters can't do, but a chef in Yuanzhou can.

Then there was Wuhai watching him again, plus Yuanzhou did it again, and even the degree of Yuanzhou brewing the third cup.

When I was looking for talent, I didn’t have it, but after I found one, the rest appeared together. This made Ji Feng both happy and depressed. I have to know how long he has been practicing.

No way, whoever makes the two men a chef and the other is a painter, there is no one related to tea art.

Just as Ji Feng was as emotional as other people, Wu Hai said: "No, I didn't actually learn, but I was painting."

Just when other people’s words on Wuhai were arrogant, Xiao Xiaoqing’s tentative opening said: “I think Mr. Wu’s meaning is that he is not like Yuan Boss who has already made a real tea show, but uses painting. The painting technique completed this tea-and-dance drama, so Mr. Wu said that he did not learn."

This time Wuhai nodded and said that it meant this.

Although Ji Feng did not understand the oil painting world, he understood the meaning of Xiao Xiaoqing, but could not help but sighed: "It seems that your painting is very high."

Indeed, if it is not superb art, how can I use the skills of painting to imitate the tea drama, and still do so similar, so good.

When I heard such praise, Wu Hai touched the moustache and said a light face: "I can't talk about superb, okay."

In addition to Jifeng and Hangtian, everyone else who knows Wuhai can't help but look awkward.

As the first person of the oil painter's younger generation, Wuhai, who is known as Wumen, said that he is still okay, can't talk about superb, what other people are? Not inflow?

But I don't know why, looking at Wuhai, this kind of appearance has an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Finally, the eyes of everyone thinking can't help but stay on the face of Yuanzhou, which has no reaction.

Now everyone knows where the familiarity comes from. Isn’t this the case that Yuanzhou often uses so self-effacing?

In an instant, everyone remembered Yuanzhou’s words when he talked about his cooking: “I can’t talk about it, I’m not very good at it, cooking is like that.”

Even Zhou Shijie couldn't help but vomit: "This is a real thing that I didn't learn, and I learned Xiaoyuan's...this bad habit."

Zhou Shijie did not say that Yuanzhou was shameless in his heart for a long time. He could only give up the spit.

But Ling Hong is different. He said with a sad face: "The beast is licking your face, it is falling on the ground."

"Roll." Wuhai replied simply and neatly: "I don't have that extra thing."

However, Hangtian and Jifeng had some incomprehensible faces, but neither of them asked.

Other people who knew it looked at Yuanzhou in a complicated way, then looked at Wuhai again, and finally silenced.

This time, even Chu Yu did not speak, can be seen to be hit hard.

In the end, Zhou Shijie coughed twice, and then everyone's attention returned to the tea party.

Yuanzhou, who had no idea what to do, continued to go back to exercise the tea-and-play drama. Of course, Ji Feng, who had enough rest, once again performed another picture because of its high nature.

However, the way of adopting this time is still the same, Jifeng will do it first, and then Yuanzhou will be confident.

The tea party ended in this way, and everyone was shocked by the various expressions of tea art, and it was a feeling of a worthwhile trip.

After all, it is not so easy to see such a national treasure-level tea master's tea-and-play performance. Ji Feng is now an official invitation to him and he wants to refuse.

Therefore, even the most identifiable Ling Laozi who wants to see it has to watch Ji Fenggao’s unhappy performance.

And this tea hundred plays are not disliked by the tea lovers.

Therefore, after the tea party ended, everyone was satisfied, and the Wuhai, which was full of water, was dizzy.

Drinking more tea will also be like drunkenness.

Yuanzhou, who sent away the tea drinker, wanted to help clean up, but was jointly promoted by Cheng technicians, Zhou Jia, Shen Min and Yin Ya.

Of course, the work of pushing people with physical contact was done by the little angel Cheng Hao to Yin Ya, and they seriously persuaded the two behind them.

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