Gongsun Lin shook her head, "I don't know, I'll ask someone to check it out."

"Forget it, wait for the news about Master Bailong, and you will probably know in the afternoon." Lu Mo stopped it. It was too late to check it again at this time. It would be better to wait for Master Bailong's notice.

It was only a few hours, but Ye Qingqing and the others spent time. They suffered for a long time before they waited for the call from Master Bailong to ask them to meet in a certain teahouse.

"I know that place, I'll send you there." Gongsun Lin was very familiar with the terrain here and soon sent them downstairs to the teahouse.

It is an antique teahouse with a very ancient Chinese style and is also called Lu Yu Teahouse. It is obvious that it was run by Chinese people. Gongsun Lin was out there, and Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo entered the teahouse. A middle-aged man in his thirties came up and spoke in Chinese, "Is it Mr. Lu?"

Lu Mo nodded slightly, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and made a gesture of invitation, "Follow me!"

The middle-aged man took them to the backyard. The yard was quiet and covered with strange flowers and plants. The air was filled with fragrance of flowers. A bamboo house was surrounded by a fence, and there was a big goose at the door.

"Master is in that room, you go!" the middle-aged man said with a smile.

Lu Mo glanced at him and led Ye Qingqing to the bamboo house.

"Aren't you afraid of fraud?" Ye Qingqing was a little worried.

Lu Mo smiled, "Don't worry, Master Bailong was alone in the room and did not lie in ambush."

Moreover, this mage is facing a dual crisis of love and career, so there is no need to harm them. On the contrary, he has to join forces with them to deal with Julie and Baihu. Lu Mo has guessed that the White Dragon Mage and his party in the palace today will definitely not go well.

When I opened the small door of the bamboo house, there was only a small square table of green bamboo and several stackcloths. On the small table were teapots and cups, and a small red mud stove. The teapot was steaming with heat, and the air contained a strong tea fragrance.

Master Bailong knelt down, looked at them, and smiled and said, "Let's have a cup of tea, this is the white tea that the boss has been hiding for ten years. You have a good time."

Ye Qingqing has heard that the south loves to drink tea, and people in Pingjiang love to drink Longjing. People there like fermented tea, and white tea is one of them. The difference between white tea and green tea is that the more fragrant the white tea becomes, the higher the nutrition.

Green tea emphasizes freshness, and it is the best before the rain before the Ming Dynasty. After the Qingming Festival, the taste will be bad. The ones back then were better than last year. After more than two years, you can only cook tea eggs.

But white tea is the opposite. No one drinks the vintage in that year, and usually they have to stock up for a few years. The longer the time, the more mellow the taste. It is rare for ten years to eat, and it is indeed a treasure.

Master Bailong picked up the stove and poured tea for them, "Drink!"

Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo held the cup in both hands and sipped it gently. The taste was indeed mellow and the taste was excellent, but now there was no mood to drink tea. Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask, Lu Mo shook her head slightly, and she had to force herself to hold it in. She was so nervous.

Master Bailong savored the tea slowly. Ye Qingqing finished drinking it in one sip, but the old monk savored it for a quarter of an hour. Ye Qingqing had to pour the tea himself in a frustrated manner. Before he knew it, he was filled with water and was so swollen.

Finally finished a cup of tea, Master Bailong saw that Ye Qingqing was about to explode, and smiled slightly, saying slowly: "I entered the palace today, and the plan has changed. My archenemy Baihu has also entered the palace, so... I didn't say directly that Julie lied to report her fate."
Chapter completed!