C309 The Tea Culture Was on Fire

"It's always risky to venture overseas, not to mention I'm a woman"

Fang Yitong thought to herself as she walked over and prepared to accept the consequences of her actions.

Did she burn him or hurt him? Even if she did not have good flame jar techniques, she could still cause flesh wounds.

The distance between her and the patient was only a few meters. This process was the most torturous and hesitant part of the journey.

But this was also strange. She had just walked to the front when that fellow's exaggerated expression suddenly froze. It seemed to be very painful, but there was also a trace of delight in the pain. That fellow suddenly patted her shoulder and exclaimed, "Oh. . . Oh. . . Ah. . . "

His expression changed dramatically. It made Fang Yitong even more nervous. The sounds were so different, but in the end, she heard him make a sound that was slightly more normal. "Ah. . . It's comfortable, it's comfortable. It feels like something has been taken away. Hehe. . . "

Big Nose Official, a member has never had this kind of experience, such a side prescription or something like that before. Those were all local witchcraft. They were nothing more than spiritual effects. Adding on the side effects of pain relieving, how could they catch up to this kind of technique?

This fellow's back was pulled out of the bulging red packet. Wet, humid, and viruses were pulled out from his back. That special feeling brought along the feeling of being quickly separated from the virus. It was slightly painful, so comfortable that he turned his head and looked at that place in shock:

His eyes were filled with spirit and emotion.

"On the road, Karl, Murphy, what are you waiting for? This is very magical. Really, I feel that the bad things in my body, the virus, it's evil, it's all gone. It's warm and wonderful. . . "

This fellow straightened his neck. He said comfortably on top of his head.

This guy is getting lively. Each official @ the staff no longer held back. He wants it when he comes up.

Each large and small jar was filled with a bit of Wormwood. There was a strong medicinal fragrance and a lot of strength. In addition to the advertising effect of the big-nose officer @ person, a few deputy department @ officer @ person.

All of them arranged their suits and neckties and asked to be tested in a reserved manner.

It was convenient to carry the jars. Fang Yitong also put some effort into packaging them and placed them in boxes of bamboo. It was filled with light yellow silk cloth packaging. Even the Wormwood sticks were delicately packaged.

It was a vintage smell. From afar, one could smell a faint medicinal fragrance. It was mellow and comfortable. It had a calming effect that made people calm down and rid themselves of impetuousness.

The two assistants were busy. The sensible waiters cleaned the dining table. Some of them even stretched out their arms.

One of them took off his shirt and found a part that was normally uncomfortable and directly sent out an invitation: Serve the flasks!

A simple thing started to burn.

There were no signs and it was unexpected. However, after thinking about it carefully, Fang Yitong had also considered it carefully. This place was surrounded by the sea on three sides and the weather was extremely humid. It was hot and hot all year round. How could a person not have joints?

It was just like the Kenney City's @ chief in the mountainous region. It was not like what Jeffrey had said. They lacked medicine and many towns did not even have pharmacies. They could only endure this illness.

The virus didn't discriminate between officials and citizens. Many government officials had this illness. If they wanted to treat it, they had to take a plane and go to developed countries to treat it. This kind of chronic disease did not pose much of a threat in a short period of time, so many people endured it.

When Fang Yitong saw that there were more than a dozen people attending the volunteer medical consultation, and when she saw that even more guests were looking at her, she immediately called out to Fatty Liu happily:

"Boss Liu, how many people are coming over from your side? I want to serve tea to everyone. "

She had also put in a lot of effort to choose this tea. She felt that the people in this place were rough and the taste was heavy. She chose rock tea. After a few brewing, it would be tasteless. She chose Longjing tea. She was also worried that they would not like the fragrance of the tea inside.

Therefore, after choosing it, she chose ancient tree tea from Iceland, which had been growing for hundreds of years.

This kind of tea was grown on ancient trees for hundreds of years. The taste was mellow and strong, and it tasted sweet and sweet. It had a strong and invasive feeling to it, which was very suitable for the people in this place.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today we are presenting you the second type of traditional culture in China. The tea culture originated from the Song Dynasty and entered the world through the Tea Horse Ancient Road. We brought some with us. They have been growing for hundreds of years. . . "

Fang Yitong stood in front of the crowd and introduced the tea culture in a graceful and elegant manner.

Before she could finish, the big-nose @ staff member was still enjoying the comfortable feeling. As he put on his clothes, he raised his hand and shouted:

"Miss, Miss, 500 years is too great. I think if I drink this tea, I can at least live another 50 years. I'll do it, I'll do it. . . "

Fatty Liu's restaurant had a huge teapot and he brought it over. Fang Yi Tong placed the teacups one by one and started serving tea to everyone at a table.

Fatty Liu watched as these people drank the tea in hot gulps. There was no sugar in the tea but there was a faint sweetness in the tea. He could not help but sigh.

Now, it was not even his iron plate fever yet, but he was already sweating profusely.

The key was that these people in front of him were all @ employees. Even if they weren't @ officials, they were still big shots from all over the Crown Prince City. How could he not be excited?

"Yawning, yawn. . . "

Once he got excited, Fatty Liu couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

Don't forget, This fellow had just returned from Silverfox Town not long ago, and he was also tired from the journey. In his eyes, Silver Fox Town was a mountain, and the air was fresh and cool. Once he returned to the city, he felt a little uncomfortable, and his head hurt.

Fatty Liu caught a cold.

In order to make a metal plate and not burn the chain, he anxiously asked Fang Yitong for medicine.

Fang Yitong was busy demonstrating the culture of China. She did not have enough manpower, and all she brought were things related to culture. She did not have any medicine, but she suddenly remembered that she had brought medicine for the blue root cold in China. She casually threw two bags to him and asked him to soak them for himself.

Fatty Liu said that his throat was about to go hoarse, so he did not stand on ceremony. He took out a few bottles of cough control nectar from her toolbox.

After this fellow soaked in the platinum-blue root, he turned around to find some pure water to drink. When he returned, he discovered that there was a problem:

Joseph @ Changjian saw that there was a cup of fragrant tea in a shallow teacup. From afar, he could smell a faint medicinal fragrance.

He directly picked it up and drank it!

He took a small sip and smacked his lips. After a while, he sighed with emotion:

"Yes, this tea is much better than the one from five hundred years ago. It's sweet and tastes very good. "

"You, you, Leader, you really drank it. That's. . . " Fatty Liu stood in front of him and once again saw Joseph's tall, tower-like figure and the special logo on his collar. He muttered to himself and immediately thought of a terrifying thing:

"This guy is @ @ Inside @ @ Manager @, his subordinates kill people without blinking. Oh yeah, that's right. Do they have the Black Jail? I plotted against them, you can't just throw me in there. "