Chiang Xiao shook her head, "This flower isn’t available for purchase outside, I made it myself."
Items produced from Space are of extraordinarily high value, and she wouldn’t casually claim to have bought them elsewhere to conceal their origin, lest that would cause trouble for herself.
If many people were to ask her to purchase on their behalf, how would she sell it?
"You can also make tea? That’s really incredible."
"Yes, Xiao Chiang, did you learn this from your grandfather too?" Madam Liu felt a noticeable relief in her throat after drinking the tea, the constant itchy sensation also disappeared.
"This wasn’t something I learned from my grandfather. I learned a lot at a tea garden in Huali County, M City—the Huali Tea Garden."
What Chiang Xiao said wasn’t exactly a lie, since she indeed learned how to make tea from Uncle Huo and the others, and then she kept experimenting on her own.
"Xiao Chiang really has talent, able to learn anything well." Madam Liu continued, "Guohua has always said that taking Xiao Chiang as his student makes him feel overwhelmed, and remarked that having such a talented student is like finding a treasure."
Chiang Xiao shook her head, "My teacher is really..."
Without Liu Guoying, where would her artistry be? Although he hadn’t taught her in this life, he had in the previous one! Once a teacher, always a teacher.
Now, many of the painting techniques she had were taught to her by Liu Guoying back then.
It’s just that now, she had become so proficient and integrated a lot of her own methods that not even Liu Guoying could recognize them.
Even so, she couldn’t deny she was taught by Liu Guoying.
"Eh, has your teacher’s wife stopped coughing?" Mrs. Fu noticed something.
Previously the teacher’s wife couldn’t speak a sentence without succumbing to a cough, but just now she spoke a long sentence without coughing once!
And Mrs. Fu herself also felt her throat was clear and moist; the anger and frustration that had been stirred up by Feng Daji and the others seemed to have dissipated.
"Yes? I also feel that my throat is much more comfortable!"
They looked at Chiang Xiao together.
Chiang Xiao blinked innocently, looking back at them.
When Fu Mingfeng returned, this was the scene he witnessed.
"Eh? Xiao Chiang is here? What are you three staring at each other for?"
"Old Fu, let me tell you..." Mrs. Fu excitedly rattled on, explaining the commotion caused by Feng Daji and his company, and then described the effects of the tea Chiang Xiao had just brewed.
"Look, since the tea was drunk, Qiulian hasn’t coughed!"
"Really?" Fu Mingfeng was skeptical that a mere pot of tea could have such an astonishing effect, but he was certain the tea must be good. He always believed that Chiang Xiao had nothing but quality items. "This pot? Then give me a cup too. I’ve been entertaining philanthropists who came to books today, said so much without time to drink water, my throat is parched."
Chiang Xiao smiled, pouring another cup for each of them.
Madam Liu Cheng Qiulian couldn’t say much more as she was experiencing the most relief, so she hurriedly picked up her cup and began to drink again.
Only someone who’s had a persistent cough knows how blissful it feels to have even a brief respite from it.
The warm tea soothed the throat, immediately warming the body and making the throat pleasantly moistened.
Indeed, she hadn’t coughed, at least not for the past five or six minutes.
For her, it was bliss beyond words.
"This tea really is quite fragrant." Fu Mingfeng, after drinking his tea, was also surprised, the previously parched sensation in his mouth vanished instantly.
And since he came in, Cheng Qiulian indeed hadn’t coughed once.
It should be noted that for the past two nights since she moved in, her cough was so severe it kept them from sleeping well.