Song Wanqing smiled and pursed her lips.
"Uh..."
Zhang Lingchuan felt a bit dazed inside.
Initially, according to the Comrade Xiao Song he met back in Qing County, he thought she was probably using him as material?
After all, her account would occasionally update with this.
But now Zhang Lingchuan felt something was off.
Could it be that this little girl is serious?
"Hehehe, Master Zhang, by the way, this Lubao Tea absolutely cannot be brewed using a white porcelain bowl. I've tried both at my grandfather's, and the taste brewed from this compared to with a Zisha clay teapot is worlds apart."
Song Wanqing showed a slight smile with her little tiger teeth.
The next instant, she plunged into the introduction of this Lubao Tea.
"Oh, so this is called a white porcelain bowl..."
Often seen in TV dramas, a white ceramic bowl with a white lid on top.
He'd never known what it was called.
