The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 193 Xiao An can’t learn this! He’ll turn into a bad fox!

"Ah Qing, the tea soup is cloudy. We really don't need to drink it, right? Based on my experience, the only way the tea soup is this cloudy is because something went wrong during the drying process, or maybe it exploded during the frying process."

"Yes! It's generally impossible to fry such old stuff without frying two stoves."

Faced with the soup spoon handed to him by Aqing, Ansheng started complaining without hesitation.

Of course, although Ansheng cursed like this, he could understand why this tea was made so badly.

Those who can spend a lot of money to contract tea fields must be experienced practitioners or experienced tea drinkers, even if they do not understand the chemical formulas and principles related to tea making, various microorganisms, plants, and geography.

But the simplest point is that they definitely know how to tell the quality of a tea by tasting it.

Since you understand it, why can you do it so poorly?
The reason is very simple. They either wanted to use technical means to turn the new tea into old-fire tea, which means charcoal-fired tea that has been deeply roasted, but their experiment failed.

Or they are just bad guys who made a fragrant tea specially for judges and tried to get a tea competition label.

An Sheng didn't even have the desire to drink such tea.

[Master Aqing, please translate quickly! What did Master Fox say?]

【From the feeling, the curse is quite dirty.】

[A fox with a very human expression.]

When Ansheng started cursing, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly laughed. In this short half-hour tea-fighting competition and tea-tasting journey, nearly 30,000 viewers had seen Master Fox jump up and curse with his little fox face and pouting mouth.

But this time, the little fox raised its paw and slapped the tea table to curse. The audience didn't understand and urgently needed Master Qing to translate for them how the fox sounded.

Urgent! Urgent!
We want to see the latest review of Master Fox.

"Uh"

Ah Qing looked at the dense barrage of comments and said with an embarrassed expression: "I can translate it, but the live broadcast room may be banned."

"Although Xiao An has a lot to say, his comment on this tea can be summed up in two words: 'bad batch' and 'if you give birth to a son, he won't have a valve eye, and if you give birth to a daughter, she will definitely have yellow hair.'"

While Aqing was translating the fox's cry to the live broadcast room, she unnoticedly threw the plastic spoon in her hand into the trash can prepared by the competition team, not wanting to try.

I have tried more than 20 kinds of tea before. If Xiao An says it is unpalatable, it must be unpalatable, but he has also commented on the tea soup relatively objectively. What exactly is unpalatable about it and why it leads to a poor taste.

But this time the little fox didn't comment at all. He just sniffed and then launched an all-round personal attack.

In this situation, Aqing was very decisive and smart and threw away the spoon containing tea.

"Is it really that mysterious? I don't believe it!"

The scene of the tea competition is not as serious as most people think. During the tea tasting process, it is basically the official tea artist who makes tea at the table, and all tourists and tea drinkers gather around the table to taste the tea, exchange experiences with each other, and then give a score to the tea with the corresponding number.

The tea artist brews more than a dozen types of participating teas at a time. Because of the live broadcast, Ansheng and Aqing receive the attention of the tea artist and can often taste the latest tea.

One tourist didn't believe it and thought that Aqing was using the name of the tea-tasting fox to hype herself up.

A fox drinks tea? Are you kidding?

You haven't even tried it yet, and you're so reckless as to say a tea is so bad it's not worth tasting? You're kidding!
How can a girl who doesn't even know how to drink a tea bag comment on the ancient Oolong tea?

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The tea artist looked at the tourist who had spoken, and tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were gradually rising, calming his tense mood. He elegantly handed over a disposable spoon for tasting tea, and handed the tea that the little fox had scolded as useless to the tourist who had spoken.

As a professional.

Sometimes, you can tell whether a tea is good or not without tasting it.

A tea can also be tasted from the aspects of tea soup, tea fragrance and tea leaves.

The leaves of this tea have a greasy feel, which is obviously not what normal tea leaves should be like.

After half an hour of interaction, the tea artist was very sure that the little fox opposite him must be a Xiadong species. It really knows how to drink tea.

Visitors put the spoon to their lips and drink the tea with a "slurp" sound, allowing the tea to pass through the tip and back of their tongue, allowing them to perfectly taste the tea flavor.

"Um!?"

After taking a sip of tea, the tourist's expression froze and his eyes gradually widened, as if he had been frightened by something.

"Friend? What does that expression of yours mean?" The other tea drinkers gathered at the same table did not say anything when they saw the tourist questioning Aqing's comments. They wanted to see what the tourist would say.

But he had a blank expression on his face. What did that mean? What did this tea taste like?

"numb"

"Numb tongue? Isn't that what old-fashioned oolong tea is made of?"

"Damn it, neighbor! This shitty tea is so rotten!" The reason why the tourist was stunned was not because the tea was delicious, but because it went down his throat too quickly. Before his taste buds could react, he had already swallowed it into his stomach. He regretted it deeply!

"vomit--"

"happy!"

Seeing the tourists start to choke, Ansheng laughed and whimpered teasingly, "Hey, buddy! I can tell you're a first-time tea-fighting contestant. Tea-fighting competitions are like panning for gold in a pile of shit. Don't put any beauty filters on tea, especially untested tea."

"Look, it's so delicious it makes you scratch your throat, right?"

The tourists were really spitting out the white porridge and pickled vegetable foam along with small shrimps into the tea bucket.

He now regrets it immensely. Why didn't he believe what the anchor said and had to be so mean as to try that tea?

Being able to produce such inferior tea really deserves to be called a bad batch, or giving birth to a son without a valve core.

"Uncle, you're dribbling really hard."

Aqing was still a little scared and looked at the soup spoon she had thrown into the trash can.

As the strange smell of vomit spread, Aqing, who originally wanted to continue tasting the tea, had to leave early.

"It almost became a live broadcast accident." Ah Qing hugged An Sheng in her arms and said to the audience in the live broadcast room with a bit of helplessness: "Originally, I was planning to recommend our competition tea to everyone after tasting it."

"Everyone should have noticed that all teas participating in the tea competition are uniformly packaged twice. Apart from the tea farmers and tea makers, no one can tell which tea is their own."

"Uh? You asked me how I can tell which kind of tea my own is. This question is difficult to explain. I can only say that different teas have different flavors. I have tasted my own tea, so I can tell it apart."

Ah Qing began to explain to the audience and also began to insert her own hard advertising to promote her own Note Shop. Our tea may not suit everyone's taste, but at least it is decent.

"Hmm? Ah Qing, don't say anything yet. I think I heard some familiar voices."

When Aqing was broadcasting live, Ansheng climbed onto Aqing's shoulders and hung on them, shaking her head to act cute, or making some funny expressions to maintain the live broadcast room's heat.

But while shaking his head, Ansheng's pointed triangular ears vaguely heard bursts of familiar voices.

"How could I be a bad person? I just want to send my child to your kindergarten. If you agree to 30,000 a week, we can go to the hospital for a physical examination now. If everyone is fine, we can pay by the day. During this period, the food and accommodation expenses will be on me."

Under Xiao An's guidance, Aqing gradually walked to the area outside the tea-fighting competition.

With just one glance, Aqing saw Yin Pengfei, who had been so madly in love with Mo Mo that he was willing to jump into the sea, hugging a tea artist in cheongsam, with a lewd expression and a weird grin on his face, as if they were talking about something.

"Hiss! He's a scumbag!" Ah Qing gasped after seeing this scene. She raised her hands to cover An Sheng's eyes and said, "Xiao An, you can't watch this. You are not allowed to learn these things. You will turn into a little bad fox."

"........."

Yin Pengfei on the opposite side also clearly saw Yu Xueqing holding a mobile phone with a fox hanging on her shoulder.

Yin Pengfei's whole body stiffened and his eyes slowly widened.

(End of this chapter)