newbobooks Chapter 953: Bosi, the Tea Lover
Chapter 953: Bosi, the Tea Lover
Jed took the lead and came to the two of them. Thanks to Lu Feng, no one among the fellow tribesmen present was as familiar with him and these two big guys.
Snake saw Jade's anxious look and chuckled.
"Jade, I know what you want to ask, but unfortunately, the old Duke only asked us to go up to discuss the beauty company and didn't say anything else."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone who had originally had high expectations was suddenly extremely disappointed.
Even Jed is like this.
But suddenly, he discovered a problem, that is, Lu Feng did not come down and was still on the second floor.
"You two, why didn't Lu come down?"
The questioning words awakened the people around him.
Yes, there were clearly three people going up together, but why were there only two people coming down?
"You're talking about Lu. He was left alone by the old Duke. As for what they wanted to talk about, we don't know." Enzo shrugged, indicating that he didn't know either.
When they learned that the young man from the East was left alone by the patriarch, everyone started talking about it.
Only Jed was happy because he and Lu were good friends, and his grandfather knew that.
Now that Lu is left alone, does it mean that grandpa intends to give him the position of heir?
The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. In great surprise, his whole body began to tremble. Seeing this, Miles, who was standing by, thought his son was unwell and hurriedly asked.
"What's wrong with you, Jed? Are you feeling unwell?"
Snake and Enzo saw this scene, looked at each other, and guessed why Jed was like this, but did not say it out loud.
When faced with his father's questioning, Jed did not tell the truth, but just said that he had drunk a little too much.
After all, all of this was just his own guess. If he said it out loud now and turned out to be wrong, wouldn't that be very embarrassing?
On the second floor, Lu Feng sat back in his seat.
This time, without Snake and Enzo, he faced Bos, the big man standing at the top of Europe, alone, and his breathing became a little rapid.
This did not escape Bos's eyes.
"Lu, you seem a little nervous?"
"No, I just drank a little too much and my head is a little fuzzy."
When asked, Lu Feng directly denied it.
"Then I'll have someone make you a bowl of hangover soup?"
Bos smiled slightly and said with concern.
"No, you're too polite."
"Hahaha, you are the distinguished guest of my Hearn family. As the host, of course I must show the highest respect to you."
Boss laughed, then went to a shelf and took out a set of Chinese purple clay tea sets.
Then he put the tea leaves in and poured boiling water as if no one was around, completing the whole set of actions smoothly.
This surprised Lu Feng very much. He never expected that an old European nobleman would have such a skilled tea-making skill.
It is no exaggeration to say that the set of movements just performed by Bos was more professional than those tea artists in teahouses.
"Sit down, Lu, and try some of my treasured tea."
Bos brought the tea to the small wooden table beside him and made a gesture of invitation.
Seeing this, Lu Feng didn't hesitate and sat down immediately, picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.
The refreshing tea aroma instantly fills the entire mouth and then flows into the throat.
After taking a sip of tea, the drunkenness was largely dispelled.
"Good tea, really good tea. If I'm not mistaken, this should be the Shishan Longjing tea from before the Ming Dynasty. Mr. Bos, your taste is among the best in China!"
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Lu Feng couldn't help but praise.
This was not intentional flattery on his part, but genuine praise.
He originally thought that as a native European, even if Perth knew about tea, he might not know much about it.
But now, he doesn't think so. Just this sip of Longjing tea before the Qingming Festival is enough to prove Boss's taste for tea.
"Haha, Lu, my previous efforts are not in vain to receive praise from a Chinese like you."
Bos laughed, picked up the teacup in front of him and began to taste it carefully, then said:
“When I was young, I thought coffee was the best and most refreshing drink in the world, but as I got older, I started to hate the taste.”
"But I was in urgent need of a refreshing drink, and after searching for a while, I found tea."
"But unfortunately, the first tea I encountered was the Japanese tea ceremony. After tasting it several times, I always felt that something was missing."
"So, I started researching the history of tea and discovered that Japan's tea ceremony was derived from China's tea ceremony."
"So, I spent a lot of money to hire a tea master from China to teach me the art of tea."
"Finally, after spending a long time, I have mastered the art of tea."
"Later, I gradually fell in love with the feeling and made tea every day. What surprised me was that my body had changed a lot since drinking tea. I felt so relaxed and even my blood pressure dropped a lot."
While drinking tea, Bos talked about his inextricable bond with tea, and Lu Feng listened with great interest.
"So you have such a deep connection with our Chinese tea ceremony. If so, then as a Chinese, I must show my appreciation. When I return home, I will give you some fine teas for you to savor."
"Really? Thank you, my friend."
Bos was very happy when he heard that Lu Feng was going to give him tea.
He could buy many top-quality teas, but how could they compare to the tea personally given to him by someone from the birthplace of tea culture?
It’s like Cuban cigars. Do you believe that the ones you buy are better, or the ones given to you by your Cuban friend are better, especially when this friend has strong influence in Cuba.
After talking about tea for a while, Bos put down the teacup in his hand.
"Lu, I think you know a lot about the Hearn family."
Lu Feng nodded silently. He had already guessed what Boss was going to say next.
"I want to ask you, if it were you, among so many descendants, who would you choose?"
Hearing this, Lu Feng did not give a direct answer.
"Old Duke, a bloody lesson we learned in China is not to meddle in other people's affairs, especially family affairs."
"So I can't answer your question, and there's no way to answer it, because apart from Jed, I don't know the other members."
Perhaps he already knew the answer, as there was no disappointment on Boss's face.
In the following time, the two talked about many business matters until the early morning when Bos' body could no longer bear it and the two ended it.
Bos stood up, walked to a small locker, and took out a badge made entirely of gold.
The badge is engraved with a bloody cloak, which is the family emblem of the Hearn family.
"Lu, this is the Golden Blood Cloak Badge, the highest honor of the Hearn family. In the four hundred years of the Hearn family's history, no more than ten of these have been given."
"Now, as the twelfth-generation patriarch of the Hearn family, I present one to you. I hope you will not forget the bond you have with the Hearn family."
After saying that, Bos stuffed it directly into Lu Feng's hand and then waved his hand gently.
Looking at the badge in his hand, Lu Feng put it into his pocket. At this time, he didn't know the meaning behind the badge. He just regarded it as a very commemorative badge.