"Xu Fan, what an eye for detail you have. This tea indeed comes from the mother trees perched upon the cliff tops of Wuyi Mountain. I never expected you to discern its origins with just a single sip. I, Wang Fangtong, consider myself deeply immersed in the world of tea, but only upon meeting you have I realized that there are always people who are more skilled, heavens beyond this heaven," Wang Fangtong said with a tinge of admiration to Xu Fan.
Although Xu Fan was four or five decades younger than him, what Wang Fangtong respected most were talented individuals. Clearly, Xu Fan was one of them.
"Boss Wang, you flatter me. Indeed, I don't understand tea. It's just that through tasting, I can sense a hint of the tea's growing environment," Xu Fan said modestly to Wang Fangtong.