Chapter 417

After returning home for so long, Huo Yao felt for the first time the feeling of being "isolated" by her father, mother and brother. She ate in silence with chopsticks and occasionally glanced at the old man around her.

I don't know what kind of infatuation the old liar poured into the three people. He didn't even believe her words.

After dinner, Huo Yao is ready to go back to her room. However, song Ning orders her to talk with the old man more. She has to continue sitting in the living room.

Also did not take the initiative to answer, touched out the mobile phone to play.

Huo's father came to see his daughter's indifference and shook his head in agony.

He sat down beside him and thought of something. He asked him, "do you like tea?"

As Huo dad who has a cup of tea after dinner every day, today is no exception.

The old man, who was also a good tea drinker, nodded, "this is my hobby."

Huo dad saw this, and then stood up again, "wait a minute, I'll get the tea set."

The old man was not polite to others. After two days away from home, he did not sit down and have a cup of tea. He was not used to it.

Huo Yao took his mobile phone, glanced at his father and cheater, shook his head, turned his back to the direction of the two people, and continued to look down at the mobile phone.

Huo's father went to the constant temperature storage room where the tea was placed. He swept the precious tea on the wooden frame, and finally fell on the box of Wuyi Dahongpao.

Eyes slightly pause for a few seconds, and then reach out to pick up the tea, and took a set of purple clay pot next to it, then walked out of the storage room.

The old man is special, so it is proper to serve tea well.

After a while, Huo's father came back to the living room with a whole set of purple clay tea sets and tea.

When the old man saw the set of purple clay teapot on Huo's father's hand, a trace of accident was obviously revealed under his eyes.

The purple clay pot produced during the reign of Jiajing in Zhengde was worth more than 100000 yuan.

The old man put his finger on his knee slowly and gently, thinking.

"What kind of tea do you like to drink on weekdays?" Huo's father asked as he boiled water.

"Black tea, green tea, oolong, and so on." The old man said with a smile.

Although he was in his early 80s, his face was not very wrinkled except his hair was gray. His face was full of red light and his spirit was full.

"I got a box of precious Dahongpao some time ago, and it happened that today I took it apart and tasted it together." Huo Dad took the iron box on the side and said.

On hearing this, the old man said, "I'm lucky today."

His attention fell on the tea box in Huo's father's hand and saw the familiar box The old man was stunned.

this box is as like as two peas of red box that he has been collecting for many years.

The old man felt that his eyes had deviated. He raised his hand and rubbed it twice. Then he saw that the box was still his most familiar one.

When he photographed the box of Dahongpao, he specially made a sealed box that could store tea for a long time.

It can be said that it must be unique. There is no imitation outside.

So This box of tea, the one in his storage room?

But he remembered that when he left, the tea seemed to be still there?

When the old man was puzzled and thinking, Huo's father had already taken out the tea, made it, and poured the first cup to the old man.

When the tea is washed out, a strong fragrance of Dahongpao tea is floating in the air.

"Have a taste, sir." Said Huo dad.

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