Chapter 639: Chapter 639: When Competitiveness Becomes Foolishness
Lai Wenyan, upon hearing this, indeed looked towards her: “You can also make tea?”
“Just learned a bit.” Tang Li put down her chopsticks, with a hint of eagerness in her eyes: “If Dad doesn’t mind, I’d like to show off a bit in front of my elder sister.”
As a man who took great pride in his appearance, Lai Wenyan was quite pleased with Tang Li’s filial piety. He placed the hand towel on the table: “Then you go ahead and try, if it doesn’t work out, we can let your sister do it.”
Ouyang Qian sat beside them, the smile on her face slightly fading.
Old Madam Lai scoffed, “Born in the countryside, what do you know about the way of tea!”
“That’s not right, Grandma.” Tang Li had already stood up, turned her head to Old Madam Lai after hearing her belittling comment, and smiled faintly: “No one is born knowing the way of tea. Even if my sister is great at making tea, she wasn’t born clutching a teapot, right?”
At that moment, Old Madam Lai’s face turned grim.
Tang Li acted as if she didn’t see it, and added: “I know I’m not as good as my sister, so I am here with a learning attitude.”
“Go get the tea set.” Lai Wenyan interrupted her.
If the conversation continued, he knew well that his mother would inevitably create a scene.
Lai Shengxia picked up a glass of water to drink.
Her face was calm. Thinking of Tang Li’s challenge, she took on the attitude of watching a drama unfold.
She didn’t believe Tang Li had any real exposure to tea art; it was impossible for her to learn it in Diannan, and during her years in the Capital, she did not seem to have the time. At most, it was in the nearly half year since she entered the entertainment industry that she might have crammed for it.
It could be—
Some people think making tea art is as simple as boiling water and adding a spoonful of tea leaves.
Thinking this, Lai Shengxia’s lips curled up in a smile.
Being overly competitive is simply foolish.
Tang Li carried the tea set out from the kitchen, placed the tea tray on the long table in the living room, then plugged in the electric kettle, placed a circular mat on the carpet, and sat cross-legged in front of the mahogany long table.
Watching Tang Li skillfully handle the equipment on the tea tray, a flicker of surprise crossed Lai Shengxia’s eyes.
She herself was proficient in tea art and could tell that Tang Li did not seem like a beginner to tea making.
Without three or four years of practice, she couldn’t be this effortless.
After the kettle boiled, Tang Li began to rinse all the tea utensils, also pre-warming them; her gaze calm and focused, seemingly entering a certain state.
When the second kettle of water boiled, Tang Li had already placed the tea leaves into the teapot.
Then, she poured hot water into the teapot.
The moment the water touched the tea leaves, they seemed to awaken.
For a while, the living room was filled with the fragrance of tea.
Old Madam Lai, leaning on her cane, had originally planned to mock Tang Li during her tea-making, but noticing Tang Li wasn’t flustered and under the crystal light her skin appeared exceptionally white, her features delicate yet clear; when she closed the teapot lid, pouring boiling water all over the body of the pot, she exuded the quiet grace of an upper-class lady.
Even compared to Lai Shengxia, her tea-making skills were not inferior.
Lai Wenyan, having some knowledge in tea, also saw that Tang Li’s tea brewing was flawless, with absolutely no need for Lai Shengxia to brew again.
While receiving the teacup, Lai Wenyan casually asked: “Did you really never learn tea-making before?”
“No.” At least not in this lifetime.
Tang Li looked back earnestly: “I recently made time to learn about tea, simply to let Dad see my efforts. Although I’m not as outstanding as my sister and Yuanyuan, I hope Dad can pay more attention to me.”
Upon hearing this, Ouyang Qian almost crushed the remote control in her hand.