Chapter 324： Peach Blossom Forest

Chapter 324 Peach Blossom Forest

Almost all the elites who entered the society at the venue, and Shen Fanxing's purpose of coming today is to find a few fresh artists for the company. The current students are basically unable to integrate into such a circle, and it is difficult to contact them at the venue. Fresh blood, so Shen Fanxing stopped and walked, planning to go out through the back door.

When passing by the corridor and terrace, I vaguely heard a familiar voice, I didn't want to care, but suddenly heard her name.

squinted her eyes slightly, stood where she was, and silently listened to the two of them finished speaking. After a moment of indulgence, she suddenly raised her lips and left with a sneer.

With the dim light, I walked through the tree-lined paths, over the small bridges, and climbed a few small slopes paved with cement.

It is like a park with a radius of 100 miles. The winding paths are cut vertically and there are flowers, plants and green plants everywhere.

At the beginning, she could still meet a few students on the road, but later, the lights became darker and there were almost no people around.

On the other hand, the more you walked, the faintly elegant fragrance of peach blossoms passed over.

followed the smell and walked forward for a while, the fragrance of peach blossoms became stronger and stronger, and it didn't take long for her to see a large forest of peach blossoms.

There are surface lights a few meters apart in the forest, and the lights shine on the peach blossom forest, which is extraordinarily beautiful and brilliant.

Shen Fanxing couldn't help but admire, just as he was about to walk into the peach blossom forest to appreciate it up close, a low and vicissitudes of life sounded.

"Is something wrong, miss?"

Shen Fanxing paused and looked forward to see a person sitting in the middle of the peach blossom forest, with dim lights.

She thought for a while, pushed open the door of the firewood door, glanced at the man, saw that he was no longer blocking, and went in.

"Offended, I followed the scent of flowers."

As he got closer, he saw that sitting on the peach wood stake was a lean old man in dark blue old Chinese tunic clothes, drinking tea alone. In the middle of the peach wood table was a set of tools for making tea.

Hearing her words, the old man looked up at her with a faint alienation between his brows and eyes.

"Your nose is quite smart."

Shen Fanxing smiled.

"Can you make tea?"

The old man said lightly, raising his hand to signal her to sit down opposite.

Shen Fanxing paused, "I'm not proficient."

The old man chuckled, "Not bad."

He motioned her to make tea again, but Shen Fanxing didn't refuse.

This is just the moment when the teapot is opened, the fragrance of the tea is fragrant, elegant and yet charming.

Shen Fanxing's heart tightened and he looked up at the old man.

"how?"

"This is... dragon brain tea?"

Shen Fanxing was surprised that borneol is an extremely precious natural spice, she would not be unaware!

The old man's eyes were a bit scrutinized, and he laughed, "That's right! In this age, you can still meet a young man like you. Let me talk about it, you are most likely to make fragrance, make tea, make wine, and enjoy flowers. Which one do you master?"

Shen Fanxing was surprised again, and his whole body was tense again, intuition that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

The tone of    was a little bit more careful and respectful, "Fragrance."

"Hahaha... as expected!"

Shen Fanxing kept making tea in her hands. The old man silently watched her finish making tea. The order was reversed several times. The movements were lacking. The process of making tea was extremely important. A little carelessness could ruin a good tea.

The tea fragrance that overflows at the end, and the tea that enters the mouth, the taste is not lost, and it has a unique flavor.

The old man's eyes gradually deepened when he saw Shen Fanxing.

If it is not for absolute sensitivity to fragrance, it is absolutely impossible to do this.

But Shen Fanxing was always nervous, pursed his lips, and asked softly after a long while, "Dare to ask what the elders should be called?"

"Ji Hongwen, you can call me Ji Lao."

With a    "ding", Shen Fanxing's teacup was held on the teapot, and he suddenly raised his head to look at the old man, a pair of star eyes full of shock...

(end of this chapter)