Noble Husband At the Door
Chapter 866

Chapter 866

Samuel knocked on the door very carefully. With a creak, the door was opened. Obviously, it was not

locked.

In front of Samuel, it was a scene of a bridge flowing with water. The shabby tea house had a different

world, which was beyond Samuel's expectation.

The inner court was not big, but the scenery was pleasant. Two people sat under a cool shed. One of

them was Liu Da, while the other was a hunchbacked old man. He was probably the owner of the tea

house Manfred had mentioned.

When Samuel saw them, they also noticed him.

Liu Da frowned at once, while the old man greeted Samuel with a gentle smile, "You are a guest. Since

you are here, come in and have a seat."

Samuel did the same. He went straight to the bottom o f the cool shed.

A simple set of teaware showed the traces of time, and the cup was full of tea stains. All of these had

been accumulated over the years.

The tea in the old man's cup was thicker, but the tea i n Liu Da's cup was thinner. This was the most

obvious comparison of time. The time he spent in this tea house should not be long.

At this time, the old man handed Samuel a tea cup. It was not brand new, but made of a thick layer of

tea.

This action caused Liu Da's eyebrows to furrow even more. This was because when he first came to

this tea house, the old man had given him a brand new cup. But why was this young man a cup filled

with history?

Samuel also felt a little strange. Although he was not proficient in this, he knew that this kind of cup had

its own special characteristics, especially those who loved drinking tea. They would not clean their own

cups and deliberately left tea smudge. Even if they made a cup of water, there would be tea flavor.

Such cups were more important to them than anything else.

"Sir, what are you...?" Samuel asked, puzzled.

The old man smiled and did not explain. Instead, he poured a cup of tea for Samuel and said, "Try it

out."

Samuel felt that there was a sense of superiority in the old man's calm aura, especially when he poured

the tea. It was impossible for an ordinary person to do what he did when he waved his hand.

Could there be a hidden expert in this small teahouse?

That's right!

If not, why would Liu Da come here?

Samuel picked up the cup and took a sip. The bitter taste instantly filled his whole mouth, as if he had

drunk Chinese medicine.

"Sir, what kind of tea is this? Why is it so bitter?" Samuel asked with a distorted expression.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "Just water."

"I'm not a child anymore. How can water be so bitter? Sir, please don't tease me," Samuel said. The

smell went straight to his head, making him feel like he was drunk.

The old man picked up the teapot again and took out a glass. After pouring it, it was indeed boiled

water.

"The bitter part is the cup. I thought you would like the taste," the old man said.

Samuel was stunned. It was really boiled water. That was to say; the bitterness he felt was all

transmitted from the teacup, which made him unable to imagine what kind of tea the owner had drunk

before. The tea's teacup's taste alone made him doubt his life.

At this time, the old man suddenly stood up, picked up the teacup Samuel had just used, and said to

the two o f them, "You can talk. I'm going back to rest for a while."

The hunchbacked old man walked slowly. After returning to the room, he suddenly straightened his

back, looked at the cup in his hand with a smile, and said to himself, "Old brother, he doesn't like this

taste.

I have been waiting here for ten years to see how capable he is. Unfortunately, until now, I haven't seen

anything."