Especially the old lady, her demands for these trivial skills were very high, or rather, old-fashioned.
Ah Da felt ridiculed and even more wronged as she determined to succeed in brewing the tea today. She reached out again, her fingers barely touching the water before she furrowed her brows and gasped slightly.
Qin Yu sighed silently, stood up, and sat behind her, grasping her hand to guide her.
"Press your fingers here on the lid, and hold the rim of the cup with the other hand, gently lift it and tilt to pour out the first brew of tea. As long as you don't splash the water, it won't scald."
Ah Da learned very seriously, and by the time she had finished the whole process, she felt a sense of satisfaction as she gazed at the clear tea in the white jade cup.
Qin Yu rubbed her head, "Try it."
Ah Da took a sip and her delicate brow suddenly furrowed; she turned to the man behind her, "It's a bit bitter."
