He pushed the door open and entered his own small courtyard, seeing Chu Zhiyuan in a blue robe, standing with hands behind his back and a smile on his face. His gloomy face also showed a smile.
He clasped his hands and said with a smile, "Brother Chu, you're finally back!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands, "Brother Huang."
The two of them sat down at the stone table.
He didn't call anyone in to serve and personally lit the red clay small stove.
The flame roared beneath the stove, and the spring water inside sizzled.
The two watched the red clay small stove in silence.
After a while, the spring water bubbled with white steam, and Huang Zhengyang prepared tea with the stove.
The fragrance of tea filled the air, refreshing the mind.
He took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan also put down his cup and looked at Huang Zhengyang, "Brother Huang, how is the progress?"
