The Strongest Face-Slapping King in the City-Chapter 108: Top Grade Da Hong Pao

Ye Jingtian did not pay attention to Qin Shuang’s teasing and scolding but closed his eyes, savoring the rich aroma of the tea in his mouth.

It was quite a while before he opened his eyes and smiled blissfully.

"Good tea, good tea, Top Grade indeed."

Ye Jingtian’s expression scared Zhang Fan considerably.

"Uncle Ye, you rushed over in such a hurry, what’s the matter?" Zhang Fan asked, smacking his lips.

Ye Jingtian’s eyes widened, and he instantly became annoyed, "You prodigal, is that how you waste tea?"

Zhang Fan was confused. Tea? Ah? What’s going on?

Qin Shuang’s eyebrows shot up, "How can you speak to Xiao Fan like that, dammit, get lost."

It was then that Ye Jingtian realized what he had said. He took a deep breath and hurriedly said to Zhang Fan, "Xiao Fan, do you know what kind of tea this is?"

"Dahongpao, right?" Zhang Fan replied puzzledly, it was just Dahongpao, after all, he only knew that his dad treasured it greatly.

"Do you have any idea how much these tea leaves could sell for if taken to market? At least several million," Ye Jingtian said, pounding on his chest and looking at the tea leaves in the pot before immediately saying, "You have the tools for brewing tea, right? Go get them, boil a pot of water."

Zhang Fan was baffled, then took out a large bag of tea leaves from his pocket, his eyes nearly popping out.

So his family was this extravagant? A little bit in the teapot was worth millions, so what about the big bag he held in his hand?

It must be worth billions, right?

Although he now had more than ten million in wealth, the number of billions was still very sensitive to him.

Ye Jingtian’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he hurriedly snatched the tea bag from Zhang Fan’s hand, his fingers trembling as he stared fixedly at the leaves.

"So much!" Ye Jingtian was on the verge of cursing his own mother. How could there be so much?

As a tea aficionado, he recognized at a glance these leaves were the authentic and incomparable Dahongpao, full and plump, simply the king of teas.

Dammit, what background did Zhang Fan’s family have to possess such a large bag of aged tea?

He had just tasted it, and this tea’s full-bodied aroma, it was at least ten years old.

Ten-year-old Dahongpao from Wuyi Mountain, and it was the king of teas, one gram could sell for at least ten million.

"What are you doing, acting like you’ve never seen the world, embarrassing, give the tea back to Xiao Fan," Qin Shuang scolded with a furrowed brow.

Ye Jingtian’s hand trembled, nearly dropping the tea bag on the ground. Reluctantly, he handed the tea back to Zhang Fan and waved his hand quickly, "Go get the tea-brewing tools."

Zhang Fan was dumbstruck and then, seeing Ye Jingtian’s obsessed expression, he immediately said, "I’m on it."

Zhang Fan put the tea bag in his pocket and dashed out.

"Hey, Xiao Fan, be careful, don’t damage the tea leaves," Ye Jingtian shouted immediately.

"Oh," Zhang Fan nodded, then placed the tea bag on the chair and ran out carrying the tea set.

Afterward, Zhang Fan brought a recliner and placed it next to Ye Jingtian.

"This is just the first infusion, hehe, they say the second is the essence," Ye Jingtian poured out the tea, carefully placed the leaves in the pot with tweezers, poured a cup of boiling water, and began to brew the tea.

His gaze never left the leaves bobbing in the water; at that moment, he was captivated.

Life is like tea, full of ups and downs, fleeting and unpredictable. The more successful a person is, the more they tend to appreciate brewing tea as they grow older.

Watching the tumbling leaves, they are reminded of the highs and lows of their life.

"Dad, Mom, why have both of you come?" Ye Yanran and Ye Xuan were surprised to see the two sitting in the courtyard.

However, she looked at the bewildered Zhang Fan, standing there like a statue, and felt puzzled. Zhang Fan was fine, right? What were her parents doing?

It didn’t take her long to catch a whiff of a faint fragrance in the air.

"Hiss! Top Grade Da Hong Pao?"

Having been nurtured with tea by Ye Jingtian since childhood, she naturally knew what this fresh aroma in the air was.

The next moment, she finally understood why Dad was in such a rush. So, he was here for a tea tasting.

But the next moment she was surprised again. Could this tea be from Zhang Fan’s family?

"How come you guys are here too?" Qin Shuang said, sipping her tea, looking at Ye Yanran and the other person.

Ye Xuan’s cheeks turned red, and she fumbled without being able to speak. It was Ye Yanran who shifted her eyes and quickly said, "Dad called me in such a hurry, I thought something had happened, so I rushed over."

Ye Yanran said this and trotted over to Ye Jingtian, watching Dad concentrate on brewing the tea, smacking her lips.

Top Grade Da Hong Pao, how could Zhang Fan’s family have this? And this tea aroma, it’s simply more fragrant than all the teas she had tasted over the years.

"Go get some teacups." Ye Yanran stretched out her hand, pushing Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan gave a face full of speechlessness, turned around, and ran into the room, coming out with five or six teacups in his arms.

Ye Yanran took a teacup, cradling it in her palms, waiting for Dad to finish the job.

"All done."

Ye Jingtian picked up the teapot, poured the tea into the cups, then turned the fire to the lowest, immediately picked up a teacup, brought it to his nose, and took a deep breath in, his face full of bliss.

Zhang Fan was also drawn by the strong aroma of the tea. His father-in-law’s skill in brewing tea was far better than his father’s.

"It’s worth a fortune per cup," Ye Jingtian sighed, not minding the scalding tea, took a small sip, and then reclined on the chair, a look of satisfaction on his face.

Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan surrounded Zhang Fan, one on each side, both holding their teacups and taking small sips as well.

But the two had different thoughts.

Ye Xuan was shy, after all, it was Zhang Fan’s house, and both her parents were there. She had just heard from Zhang Fan’s dad about meeting the parents at noon, and she hadn’t expected it to come this fast.

Zhang Xiaoyuan, on the other hand, was outraged. However, in front of Ye Jingtian and Qin Shuang, she couldn’t show it.

Her teeth were almost grinding together. Goblin, little goblin, why come to her house for no reason?

"Xiao Fan, where are your parents?" Qin Shuang suddenly asked.

Zhang Fan was also curious about what his dad was up to and immediately took out his phone to give his dad a call, "Dad, where are you?"

"Bought some equipment, almost at the door," his father’s voice came through.

"Oh, my dad is almost here," Zhang Fan said.

"What about your mom?" Qin Shuang asked.

Zhang Fan’s expression turned gloomy, "I’ve never seen my mom since I was little."

In the past, he had asked his dad about it, but his dad remained silent. However, seeing his dad’s sorrowful look, he never asked again.

Qin Shuang was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes became even gentler. She didn’t speak, lying back in her chair, gently watching Zhang Fan.

Ye Yanran, however, was different. She had investigated Zhang Fan’s mother but found nothing. She was also very curious, as if Zhang Fan’s mother had never appeared. Even if Zhang Fan’s father had S-level clearance, it’s not possible for his mother to have such high clearance.

Soon, Zhang Dongyang’s voice came from the door.

"Xiao Fan, come help."

Zhang Fan put down his teacup and then saw a large truck parked at the front door.

Zhang Dongyang, looking at the crowd in the yard, was somewhat baffled.

Could that couple be the parents of Xiao Fan’s girlfriend?