Although he wasn't very skillful, Father Tang could tell that he was indeed using the right technique for brewing kung fu tea.
Few students really understand tea, so knowing even a bit was considered not bad.
"Uncle, you're flattering me!"
While speaking, Lu Haoran subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but this time he managed to restrain himself.
During the drill, he got his hand slapped a few times by Su Zelin because of this bad habit.
Scratching your head while brewing kung fu tea is neither elegant nor hygienic, so it's an absolute no.
It's best never to do this in front of elders, and even better to completely get rid of this bad habit.
"Actually, I just learned this from a friend in the past few days, just picked up some basics. Uncle, you're an expert, please give me some pointers."
The honest man said sincerely.
"Hahaha, I like you, young man!"
Tang Jisheng laughed heartily.
