Main Text Volume Section 7 Tea Party

I didn't expect that this slightly blue glass bead was the culprit that brought Jon across from Earth! In Angel's heart, besides being shocked and surprised, he was also curious and complicated.

Of course, there was curiosity about this extraordinary item. But there was more complexity. If it weren't for the glass bead, the mentor wouldn't have fallen to this point. Perhaps he would have lived happily with his wife and daughter on Earth.

In addition, there was also a voice in Angel's heart saying: If it weren't for the glass bead, he would never have met a learned person like the mentor in his life; without the mentor's teaching, perhaps he would have become a playboy now, and he would be mediocre and have no concept of life, value and the world.

Jon naturally didn't know Angel's thoughts. Jon took the glass bead and turned it around in his palm, then stretched out his almost withered hand and put the glass bead back into Angel's hand with great effort.

"Since I have thrown it away, I have given up. You picked it up, which means it is destined for you. You can take the Eye from the Sky... I will soon be buried, but you are still young. Maybe you will have a chance to go to Earth." Jon smiled and shook his head. He himself did not believe this possibility, but he still insisted: "If you go to Earth, I hope you can bring my ashes back to China and bury them under the mistletoe tree in Jiangdong's hometown..."

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The night fog was heavy. Angel dragged his cheek and stayed by Jon's side until Jon fell asleep, rubbing his sore arm and leaving.

The mentor's health was getting worse and worse, and it was unknown how long he could last. Even if Angel was reluctant in his heart, if it was really as the mentor said, Gaia consciousness wanted the mentor to die, what could he do? Now, the only thing he could do was to accompany the mentor happily and do his best to be filial in his last time.

When leaving the courtyard, the moonlight shone on the earth. Angell was wearing a thin coat and a fur cape with embroidered family emblems. Under the moonlight, his back was very long. He walked towards the castle in the center of the manor.

On the other side, in the hall of the castle, a group of gorgeous dancers pulled the corners of their colorful puffy skirts and spun happily to the music of the musician. The expensive candles made from deep-sea fish oil were lit one by one by the maids, illuminating the hall as if it were daytime.

The hall was filled with pleasant smells, including the aroma of wine, mellow cheese, and faint floral and tea fragrances.

When Angell came in, he saw such a lively and jubilant scene.

Lyon stood in the middle of the crowd with a red wine glass, talking and laughing loudly with several unfamiliar faces.

I guess those people were from the Mon En family, right?

When Angell was quietly looking at the visitors, Lyon also found him and happily pulled him to the center of the crowd to introduce the names of both parties to him.

Standing in the front, a middle-aged man dressed very gentlemanly, with green eyes, dark brown hair, angular features, and an overall temperament like a long sword unsheathed.

"Angel, you came at the right time. Let me introduce you. This is the Earl of Eaton, who is guarding the front line of the Monn family." Lyon introduced.

Angel greeted him fluently. The etiquette of the nobility has long been engraved in his bones and blood, and every move is elegant and noble.

"These two are Allen and Irene, the children of the Earl of Eaton."

Allen looked about fourteen years old, about the same age as Angel himself. His facial features have not yet grown up, and he is chubby and cute. He inherited his father's green eyes and brown hair, but his hair is curly and unrestrained, which makes him look a little more childish.

Although Irene is the younger sister, she looks much more mature than Allen; her figure is gradually plump, and the gorgeous aristocratic long dress makes her look like a little princess who is about to get rid of her immaturity, full of youthful attraction.

While Angel was looking at everyone, others were also looking at Angel.

Angel's appearance was in line with the imperial standard aesthetics, with blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin but not morbid, and every facial feature was perfect, which was even more stunning when combined. Specifically, when Angel smiled and greeted Allen and his sister, Irene's face immediately turned red, and she hid behind Allen under the pretext of carrying a plate.

This little girl...

Eaton laughed secretly in his heart, but he was also surprised by Angel's appearance. He didn't expect that the two sons born by the unattractive old Pat were more handsome than each other.

After a round of praise, Lyon saw that Eaton kept looking back, so he said: "Since we are talking about a tea party, we can't just drink wine, tea is the main thing."

After that, Lyon clapped his hands, asked the singing and dancing maid to stop, and led everyone to the tea room to take a seat.

At this moment, the main door of the hall was slowly pushed open with a sound of Kaz.

There was a gurgling sound of rain outside the house, and it was not until then that everyone realized that it was raining heavily outside.

A mysterious man covered in a black robe walked in slowly.

Lyon frowned and said in a low voice: "This guest, you are..."

Before he finished asking, he saw Earl Eaton, Allen and Irene, striding forward and respectfully surrounding the visitor.

"Viscount Pat, this is my father, Moruo Monen." Eaton introduced: "Father usually likes to drink light tea very much. He heard that there is a special tea today, so he came with us. However, he had something on the road before, so he left for a while and came here just now."

Lyon said "Oh" to show that he understood. Then he stepped forward to greet the elder of the Monen family with greater enthusiasm.

Angel glanced at Moro's shoes, and his eyes moved slightly... His shoes were typical soft suede shoes, with wet soil on the edges. What especially attracted Angel's attention was that the color of the soil was slightly dull. red.

The soil in Gru Town is mostly loess and black soil. There is only one place with red soil within a hundred miles... Pat Tea Garden.

Are you so concerned about the tea garden that you even went to the tea garden in the rain before the tea party?

It seems that the person who asked about the morning dew after the rain should be this old man Moro. It's just that Angel still doesn't understand. What's so special about the morning dew after the rain? The taste is bitter, but there is only a slight aftertaste after drinking it. Apart from the instructor, this is the first person to show concern for the morning dew after the rain.

Angel did not expose Moro's actions, but his expression was slightly stiff. The Meng'en family was so powerful that they, a small rural aristocrat, simply could not fight against it. I just hope that today's tea party can satisfy the other party.

With his hood down, Moro looked like a very ordinary old man. He has a long white beard, smiling eyes, and a bit of kindness.

Leon directly asked Mana, the head maid, to serve all the refreshments prepared today. Next to the refreshments, there are several exquisite porcelain pots with carved patterns.

"These teapots contain all the varieties of tea produced in our manor."

While Leon was introducing, Mana also opened the pot lids one by one along with the introduction.

As soon as the first pot lid was opened, a faint white steam rose slowly along with the rich fragrance of flowers.

"This is ice honey tea. The tea leaves are taken from the petals of the moon honey tree unique to Pat Manor. It is brewed not with milk, but with melted snow mountain water. The taste is sweet but not greasy, and it is refreshing to the brain." Lyon Sighing: "It's a pity that it's the long winter now. It will be cooler if you drink it during the heat of summer."

After everyone in Meng En tasted the tea, Irene was the only one who liked it very much and drank a few more sips. Others just tasted it briefly. The old man in black robe, Moro, took a whiff and put it aside.

The second teapot contained milk tea, but it was different from the popular milk tea in the empire. It had a very special taste.

"Its name is lemon milk milk tea. It uses a sour fruit called summer lemon, fermented milk, and mint orchid leaves as raw materials to make milk tea." After Leon finished speaking, he pointed to the tea beside him. Angel said: "My brother likes to drink this tea the most. He drinks several large cups every day, and he secretly doesn't want others to know. Hahaha."

Angel rolled his eyes at Leon in his heart, still smiling on his face.

"Brother Pat, do you like something to drink?" Erin's eyes lit up, she took the porcelain cup from Mana's hand with expectation, and took a big gulp.

After drinking it in a big gulp, the corners of my lips were stained with a thin layer of milk skin. Erin closed her eyes, seeming to reminisce about the delicious frankincense, which was slightly sour, but delicious!

"It tastes good!" Eileen said loudly, "It tastes better than the flower tea just now!"

After hearing what Eileen said, his brother Alan also took the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp. Allen pouted, his eyes narrowed to a slit, and he nodded with great enjoyment, strongly agreeing with his sister Irene's taste.

Earl Eaton looked at his two children and just smiled. He didn't go to drink the milk tea. From Leon's words just now, it could be heard that this pot of tea was obviously prepared for Allen and Irene.

Old Man Moro also doted on his two grandsons and directly pushed his cup of milk tea in front of Irene.

In the following time, Mana opened several pot lids in succession. The types of tea were mostly milk tea and scented tea series. Moro was basically not interested. There were only two pots of green tea that Jon liked to drink, and he tasted it a little. But after Moro finished tasting, he still showed a lack of interest.

Angel looked at the last pot, which was the last of the three favorite teas of mentor Jon, and the only tea strain he brought from the earth - morning dew after rain.