The secret recipe for level eight herbal tea?
Hearing Ye Fan's words, the whole audience was slightly silent at first, and then everyone burst into laughter.
Obviously no one thought that Ye Fan had this ability.
You know, the fifth-grade herbal tea is already the best on the market, and the Shen family has lived a prosperous life on it for thirty years.
Once the eighth-level herbal tea is produced, it will definitely sweep the entire beverage market, and is even expected to become a Chinese unicorn competing with Coca-Cola.
How could Ye Fan have such a secret recipe? How could Ye Fan deserve such herbal tea?
"Eighth-level herbal tea? Ye Fan, who do you think you are?"
Zhang Xiuxue sneered: "You are a child from a poor family. What kind of herbal tea do you know? You are still level 8."
Shen Baodong also stared at Ye Fan and sneered: "If you can prepare eighth-level herbal tea, I will admit that I stole your secret recipe and immediately kowtow to you and my son to admit my mistake."
"Haha, this Ye Fan's tone is really loud. He's probably not good at Level 8, maybe even Level 3."
"Looking at his bumpkin-like appearance, he can only peek at my thighs and drink herbal tea."
"Oh, he has also seen my breasts. They are really a piece of cake. He has never seen a woman as beautiful as us."
"Oh, we young ladies are at a loss if we are looked at by him like this..."
The female members of the Shen family who were watching all around laughed at Ye Fan, with looks of contempt and disdain on their faces.
Shen Biqin was also startled when she heard that Ye Fan was about to prepare eighth-level herbal tea. She grabbed Ye Fan and whispered: "Ye Fan..."
"Do not talk nonsense!"
Ye Fan told his mother not to worry, and then looked at Shen Baodong and the others sharply:
"If I prepare an eighth-level herbal tea, does that mean that my mother didn't steal your secret recipe?"
"If the pharmacological properties of the eighth-level herbal tea are the same as the upgraded version of Grandma's herbal tea, does it mean that Shen Baodong stole our secret recipe?"
Ye Fan stepped forward and looked at Grandma: "When the time comes to prove that Shen Baodong is a bastard, will Grandma be able to deal with it impartially?"
"Ye Fan, don't blather."
Grandma sat up slightly and a cold light shot out of her eyes: "If you want to humiliate yourself, I will help you."
"If you have the ability, prepare an eighth-level herbal tea in front of everyone."
"As long as you can get it out, I will publicly declare that Shen Biqin is innocent, and the real thief is Shen Baodong!"
"I would even break one of his legs with my own hands using a cane."
"But if you can't prepare it, then you two are thieves and house thieves."
"I will not only ask the police to deal with you strictly, but I will also ask Mr. Wang and others to break your limbs before sending you to the police station."
"Do you dare to respond to what I say?"
Grandma is also one of the founders of herbal tea. She doesn't believe that Ye Fan can prepare an eighth-grade herbal tea. How can an inexperienced boy prepare it?
"Okay, then it's settled, everyone will bear witness."
Ye Fan waved his hand, then wrote a series of raw materials and threw them to the old man with wind ears:
"Help me find these herbs and equipment, and I will cook them for you in public."
He wasn't worried about the secret recipe being revealed. It only had the names of the ingredients on it, but no specific portions were written on it.
Grandma waved her left hand: "Go!"
The old man Zhao Feng Er quickly went to collect the raw materials on the list. Everything Ye Fan wanted was available in the manor, so he quickly got it together.
Then, another set of professional cooking equipment was pushed into the hall.
Ye Fan didn't waste any time. He processed the raw materials as quickly as possible, then asked his mother to start cooking it in less than ten minutes.
"Pretend, pretend, keep pretending, let's see how long he can pretend."
"That's right, the art of preparing herbal tea looks like a rookie at first glance. He's still level 8."
"It will be cooked later and everyone will vomit as soon as they drink it. What do you think he will do?"
"I don't want to drink it. The herbal tea made by Diaosi is not qualified to enter my mouth."
When the onlookers saw Ye Fan cooking, they sneered. Either the gesture was wrong, the spoon was too small, or the heat was too high. In short, they were sarcastic.
During this period, several herbal tea appraisers also came in, sitting on both sides of Grandma Tai, staring at Ye Fan with very unconcerned expressions.
Ye Fan ignored them at all and just concentrated on making herbal tea.
Although there are dozens of ingredients for making eighth-level herbal tea, which seems very troublesome, there is still no problem for Ye Fan.
After getting a little familiar with it, he sped up the process, and in less than two hours, a large pot of herbal tea was made.
Ye Fan brought dozens of porcelain bowls and filled them all up, allowing dozens of Shen family members and appraisers to each have a bowl.
This eighth-level herbal tea is emerald green, looks like sugar cane water, and is filled with a pleasant fragrance.
Everyone's appetite was greatly improved, but no one spoke first, fearing that they would become guinea pigs.
Zhang Xiuxue sneered: "What is this? Can you drink it?"
Shen Baodong also looked disdainful: "What's the difference between it and the sugar cane water on the roadside? It's not of the highest quality."
The rest of the people had similar expressions, thinking that this herbal tea looked appetizing, but saying it was an eighth-level herbal tea was a step too far.
"Don't talk nonsense. Once you taste it, you will know whether it has reached level eight."
Ye Fan's voice turned cold: "In addition to its function of clearing away heat and removing fire, it can treat minor illnesses and pains. It can also resolve liver stagnation and grievances and relieve mood."
"It sounds like the real thing."
Grandma snorted disdainfully, took a deep breath, and waved to several appraisers: "Mr. Qin, you guys try it."
She didn't even want to drink the herbal tea prepared by Mark.
The other Shen family members also had similar expressions on their faces, not wanting to be the guinea pig themselves.
"OK."
The four appraisers disapprovingly picked up the eighth-grade herbal tea and put it to their lips.
As soon as the herbal tea came close to their lips, the fragrance rushed into their mouths and noses, making them unable to help but close their eyes and enjoy it.
They originally planned to spit out the herbal tea as soon as they entered the mouth. After all, it was impossible for Ye Fan to prepare an eighth-grade herbal tea.
But once they drank, they couldn't control themselves at all.
A feeling of freedom and joy emanated from my heart.
As if I were a bird in the sky, flying freely.
As if he were a fish in the river, jumping up carefree.
Waves of joyful and comfortable freedom and joy arise spontaneously from the bottom of my heart, and all kinds of depression and unhappiness in my heart are swept away in an instant.
"Um?"
Grandma Tai, Shen Baodong and Zhang Xiuxue were waiting to see Ye Fan's joke, but they were soon dumbfounded.
Because, they saw the appraiser’s eyes shining, his body trembling, and then he stood up and shouted:
"Happy, happy, great tea."
The four people were very excited: "Centennial herbal tea, century-old herbal tea."
"This...could it...really taste good?"
Seeing the gaffe of the four appraisers, the pupils of dozens of Shen family members all shrank.
"impossible!"
The expressions of Shen Baodong and Zhang Xiuxue changed greatly.
They picked up the herbal tea and drank it, then there was a look of horror in their eyes.
"Appraiser, what's the result?"
At this time, even grandma couldn't hold back her anger.
Mr. Qin controlled his emotions and replied: "Back to grandma, this herbal tea does have eight levels!"
"Level 8!"
"Level 8!"
"Level 8!"
The other appraisers also gave their ratings, all of them looking very excited.
"Oh my god, what kind of herbal tea is this? Why does it taste so good? I feel so refreshed after drinking it."
"The bubble in my mouth doesn't hurt anymore, it's fine..."
"My stomach pain just now has disappeared. This herbal tea is so effective..."
"It's so delicious and powerful. It's worthy of being an eighth-level herbal tea."
At this moment, the members of the Shen family also picked up the herbal tea and drank it. The original disdain and contempt all turned into shock, disbelief, and excitement.
Grandma held it up tremblingly and took a sip unwillingly.
The next second, she flicked her wrist, and with a clang, the porcelain bowl fell into pieces.
Tea juice all over the floor.
Everyone looked at Ye Fan, never expecting that he actually prepared the eighth-level herbal tea.
The former rookie suddenly became a master. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it to death.
"Shen Baodong, what else do you have to say?"
In the silence of the entire audience, Ye Fan took a step forward and stared at Shen Baodong and the others:
"The sixth-grade herbal tea was originally presented to the Shen family by my mother as compensation for leaking the secret recipe twenty years ago."
"In the end, you deceived her into taking it for yourself. You also framed her for stealing the secret recipe, trying to erase her contribution."
He drank out: "Now, the eighth-level herbal tea is placed in front of you, what else do you have to say?"
Shen Baodong and Zhang Xiuxue looked ugly.
Shen Biqin let out a long breath, not only feeling proud, but also happy that Ye Fan did not fight because he wanted to seek justice.
"Grandma, did you just say that you wanted to break Shen Baodong's leg?"
Ye Fan spoke to his great-grandmother again: "You are the head of the family, now I ask you to seek justice."
He gave the Shen family one last chance.
Shen Baodong subconsciously shouted: "Grandma——"
Grandma stood up, looked at Mark and smiled coldly:
"Ye Fan, you can improve upon Shen Baodong's sixth-level herbal tea and create this rare eighth-level herbal tea that has not been seen in a century. I have to say that you are very talented in making herbal tea."
"If you write down the secret recipe of our Shen family's eighth-level herbal tea and keep it, we will not hold your mother accountable for stealing the secret recipe and you for hurting others, and we will give her a chance to return to the Shen family."
"Otherwise, I will call the police and arrest you..."
Shen Biqin's face turned pale, and her belief in family ties collapsed instantly...
