After expressing his praise, Master Ping raised his hand and planned to pat Bai Xiao on the shoulder, but found that he could not reach it even if he tiptoed, so he had to pat his arm instead. However, the force full of affirmative meaning... seemed to be directly hitting the audience's face!

In everyone's shock, Master Ping walked to the tea set that Bai Xiao had swayed, shook his head, reached out and twisted out a few green leaves from his sleeves, and the tender leaves of his fingertips were spinning in the air, turning into exquisite tea sets one by one.

"This is my usual tea set I have recently used, so I'll give it to you."

With this set of portable objects, Master Ping melted the essence of a can of blurred feather into the clear tea with his unique rhythmic posture and movements. A pot of tea was poured into a cup like a spring water, and then served it in front of Bai Xiao with both hands, with a meticulous posture.

The candidates next to them were like Master Ping who was serving tea, and their posture remained unmoved.

Bai Xiao did not take the tea, but turned to look at Qingyue.

Qingyue was amused and crying, but she did not refuse. She bowed to Master Ping, took the tea and drank it. After a while, a light green mist was gently sprayed out from her mouth and nose, and a hint of blue color was dyed in her pupils.

Master Ping nodded slightly: "You know tea."

The extraordinary tea leaves of Miluyu are specially cultivated for magic priests. They have a set of exquisite skills when tasting tea. Qingyue saw Zhu Junshen in the laboratory using white water instead of tea when he was greedy. He tasted Miluyu in a lab and learned some essence.

Master Ping asked again: "Is she your girlfriend?"

Bai Xiao replied: "We are striving to pursue it."

Master Ping pondered for a moment: "Okay, then I'll give you two another 'harmony'."

As he said that, the old man took out a few heart-shaped tender leaves from his sleeve and a bamboo tube of clear spring.

This time, the old man's movements became faster. The tea set that he carried with him danced with his hands, flipping and moving, which was dazzling, but the steps were orderly and not at all.

After a while, two cups of light golden tea were presented to the two by Master Ping.

Qingyue's face turned slightly red, but she still did not refuse, and she signaled Bai Xiao to have a tea together.

Harmony is nicknamed by many people because of its unique shape, gentle texture, and magical effect. Its symbolic meaning and literary atmosphere are far less precious than Miluyu. However, Master Ping personally selected tea and brewed it with his own hands, but the meaning is different. In the eyes of many tea lovers, being able to taste this harmony with his lover is simply a dreamlike happiness.

When Bai Xiao took the teacup and swallowed the tea whole, some people finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"Master Ping, this is too fair!? It's okay for Qingyue, Bai Xiao neither knows tea nor loves tea. Why is he? So many tea lovers dream of trying to taste Master Ping's superb skills, but they can't ask for it. Is this savage... just because he has 20 million silver dollars??"

Faced with this question, Master Ping slowly turned his head, looked at the young candidate with an indignant look, and asked, "Just? In your eyes, 20 million silver dollars are only worth the word "ju"? So which rich family do you come from? How many of them are there in your family? How many of them are you willing to spend on my Miluyu?"

The young man asked, argued indignantly: "This is not a matter of money! The love for tea ceremony cannot be measured by money!"

"Love?" Master Ping sneered, "You do look like a tea lover. How old are you starting to drink tea?"

Nian's relatives stood straight and replied with a dignified expression: "I remember I started to taste the fragrant tea at home in advance. When I was four years old, I practiced calligraphy with the scriptures, and at the age of five..."

"Enough, there is no need to talk about your life." Master Ping interrupted him and said, "Anyway, a four-year-old child can love tea. In fact, I have been obsessed with tea ceremony since I was three or four years old, so I know the most, but how natural and simple it is to love tea."

These words made many tea lovers nod secretly.

But the next moment Master Ping changed his subject: "A four-year-old child can love tea, but can a four-year-old child take out 20 million silver dollars?"

The boy was speechless and didn't know how to argue.

Fortunately, someone next to him came out to help: "Master's words are wrong. 20 million silver dollars are indeed a huge sum of money, but for this Bai Xiao, even if it is not a drop in the bucket, it is only a small part of his wealth, which is far from being cherished. But Master, your skills are priceless in the eyes of his colleagues, and these two cannot be equivalent."

Master Ping said: "Priceless treasure? Perhaps for you, the master's skills are artistic treasures that can only be looked up to, but for me it is nothing more than a moment of concentration. This mysterious feather, as long as there is enough tea and spring water, I can soak a hundred pots a day! But I don't believe that this guest from the snow-capped mountains can earn 100 to 20 million a day! From this perspective, he suffered a loss!"

"This... I can't say that, he doesn't understand tea after all..."

"Is it a sin to not understand tea? Is tea ceremony a forbidden food that can only be enjoyed in small circles? If he doesn't understand tea, he is not worthy of drinking good tea? All the good tea in the world should be tasted by you so-called tea-know people? In my opinion, your tea ceremony is not much different from Bai Xiao! If he doesn't understand tea, he is willing to spend 20 million silver dollars to invite the most famous master to show his skills. What about you? Apart from verbal love, what else do you have?"

Master Ping's passionate speech was so powerful that the young candidates immediately stopped.

After the master finished speaking, he didn't stay long, and rode on his jasper green leaves and floated away.

After Master Ping left, Bai Xiao frowned: "This tea is so bitter and it's so hard to drink."

This sentence is like throwing a fireball into a powder barrel, and it will instantly detonate the whole audience.

However, just before the outrage of the crowd broke out, Bai Xiao looked down at the pot left by Master Ping, and Qingyue had only drunk one cup of Miluyu.

"Whoever likes to drink this pot of tea, please take it to drink it."

The anger that was about to burst was forcibly interrupted in an instant, as if the rolling waves hit the standing coastal embankment. For a moment, countless people felt surging blood and endocrine disorders.

The candidate with noble intentions was still struggling and gritted his teeth and said, "Bai Xiao, do you think this can win people's hearts?"

Before he finished speaking, someone came to Bai Xiao first, bowed his hand, and then smiled while holding up the teapot: "Brother Bai, you are so generous. I dreamed of taking a sip of Miluyu, but I couldn't imagine that I could get my long-cherished wish today."

Afterwards, the man skillfully poured himself a shallow cup and put it into his mouth. As soon as his throat rolled, a blue thread floated out of his mouth and nose.

"It's really worthy of being a master. Brother Xie Bai gives you tea. I wish you a happy marriage with Miss Qingyue!"

The man put down the teapot, took a few steps with a happy and satisfied look on his face, shaking his head and savoring the confused taste. Seeing this, people only felt that a certain mechanism was triggered deep in their hearts, and all their indignation was filled with the desire for the Tao was gone.

"Brother Bai, I want to drink too!"

"I'm the one!"

"Brother Bai is so arrogant!"

"Brother Bai is awesome!"

——

The riots didn't last long.

A small pot of tea can't afford to score too many people, but when the examiner opened the door to the examination room, Bai Xiao was surrounded by a group of firm supporters. Brother Bai was long and Brother Bai shouted in a short voice, fully demonstrating the traditional virtues of hospitality among the people of the south, making the examiner's eyelids twitch.

In any case, Bai Xiao's tea can only be regarded as a small episode today, and the theme is still the admission exam for Hongshan College. After the examinees walked into the round building, they found that the internal space had undergone earth-shaking changes. Square halls that were enough to accommodate hundreds of people were opened, and the tables, chairs and stationery needed for theoretical tests were neatly placed, and paper test papers were also placed on the table in advance.
Chapter completed!