C211 Wang Lu Ming's Philosophy

"Hello, Young Master Wang." Tang Jincheng smiled and shook his hand, "Sit, Uncle De, help me pour two cups of tea. Pu'er, thank you."

Tang Yude nodded his head slightly, and in a moment, he placed a pot of tea on the table.

"This Pu'er was stored by me 20 years ago. I've already used up all of my tea bricks. Even if it wasn't for my most esteemed guest, I wouldn't be willing to drink it