Dressed as a Man, I Became Tycoon's Sweetheart-Chapter 155 - : Her Fingers

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Her Fingers

“Hmm!”

“Hey, you youngster, you really know your stuff, huh? You could tell just by looking at it?”

Shangguan Yunli was somewhat surprised, he hadn’t noticed at first glance that this was top-quality Mutton Fat Jade tea ware, he only felt it had an excellent touch and must be very expensive.

“This is a set of tea ware crafted by the best artisan using Bo Tingshen’s exclusive collection of Mutton Fat Jade.”

Ye Xian placed the teacup down with exceptional care, “CEO, you truly have… exquisite taste!”

So wealthy!

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This set of tea ware alone would cost millions at minimum, a world of wealth she didn’t understand.

Shangguan Yunli: “You understand Jade Artifacts as well?”

Ye Xian smiled slightly, “Not only do I understand Jade Artifacts, but I also understand the art of tea.”

“Enough already, identifying Mutton Fat Jade is impressive enough without trying to impress your boss by exaggerating your knowledge to the skies~”

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Shangguan Yunli simply didn’t believe her bluff; nowadays, people who understood the art of tea were extremely rare. Could an eighteen-year-old pop idol truly understand it? What a joke.

“Don’t believe it?”

Ye Xian raised her eyebrows; Shangguan Yunli couldn’t even be bothered to respond to her, “Do you think I am a three-year-old child?”

“Then you might even be worse off than a three-year-old child~”

Ye Xian rolled up her sleeves and sat down at the round table, with Bo Tingshen on her left and Shangguan Yunli on her right.

“You two, watch closely, don’t blink.”

She washed her hands, picked up a plain wooden picker, took the teapot that was steaming with hot vapors from the side of the tea-making device, and gently placed it on the warm silk pad.

Shangguan Yunli: “Quite adept at pretending…”

‘Ding ding dong dong~’

Before his words had ended, a crisp sound of high-quality Jade Artifacts colliding entered their ears, melodious and lively, like clear spring water striking the stone shore.

In the middle of the stone table, Ye Xian lightly covered her hands over the white jade tea ware, paused for a moment, and then, as if someone had pressed the fast-forward button, her fingers danced swiftly. Her movements were agile, her fingers and the tea ware alternating together, as fast as a series of sharp and graceful bamboo shadows, dreamlike and illusory, making it impossible for one to see clearly.

When one could barely make out her actions, she stopped.

On the table, the originally chaotically arranged set of white jade tea ware – teapot, tea bowls, tea cups – were now paired in twos, lined up in a straight, rigid line.

Shangguan Yunli was astounded, “What kind of magic is this?”

After arranging the tea ware, Ye Xian scooped an appropriate amount of tea leaves with a tea spoon and poured it into each tea cup.

Her fingers were slender and elongated, as if meticulously carved, gently brushing against the sides of mutton fat cups, like silk wrapping around baby skin, her movements gentle and tender. Her clean, lustrous fingernails reflected the sunlight, casting a faint pink glow, making the fair backs of her hands even more striking than Mutton Fat Jade itself.

Bo Tingshen’s gaze lingered on her hands, a ripple crossed the usually tranquil depth of his eyes.

“A complete set of tea rites includes cleaning the tools, placing the tea, brewing, serving the tea, appreciating the tea, and refilling water. Among these, the most important step is brewing. This step requires not only extensive knowledge of tea culture and a profound understanding of the tea ceremony’s essence but also graceful and elegant movements. Otherwise, no matter how good the tea in one’s hands, it wouldn’t reveal its true flavor.”

Ye Xian stood up, putting down the tea cup, and picked up the now warm tea pot to brew the tea, aligning it with a row of neatly arranged tea cups.

Most people would spill water all over the table pouring several cups in one go, but those trained professionally in the art of tea can pour continuously into the cups without spilling a drop.

This is the exquisite, powerful aspect of tea ceremony in ancient culture.