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The servant carefully picked up five leaves with tweezers and placed them in the porcelain bowl and purple sand. The water was quickly boiled to 90 degrees.

When the 90-degree hot water was poured into the porcelain bowl, the tea fragrance instantly spread out. The green leaves were like dazzling and luxurious jade, beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

At this moment, the tea was steaming and fragrant. It was intoxicating.

Wan Shiyue picked up a small cup excitedly and took a small sip. It was sweet and smooth, and the taste was rich and refreshing. There was also a trace of coldness coming out of his mouth, like taking a sip of mint in the middle of summer. That feeling lingered in his mouth for a long time.

Having lived for most of his life, he had tasted all kinds of good tea, but nothing was mildly comparable to this.

"Xi, how many jars do you have left?" He looked at Qin Xi and asked with a smile.