Wufu had come to Huayang County Town twice, yet he never set foot in the prestigious Hongfu Tower that was known as the best in town. Now, thanks to Ah Jiu, he was visiting for the first time and really saw that its grandeur was quite distinctive and full of style.
The private room they were seated in was adorned with calligraphy and paintings, facing the street. Looking out of the window, they could see Dongyang Street, the busiest central axis of Huayang County, and farther away, the river flanked with willow trees.
"I'm not sure what kind of tea you like? Pu'er, Da Hong Pao, Old-Man Eyebrow, pre-rain or pre-Qingming?" Ah Jiu inquired about Wufu's preference.
Wufu pulled his gaze back from the street and said, "I'm not picky, but if there's good tea, I won't drink the inferior ones."
What a statement that was.