Luo Chen had no idea someone else was about to send him a grand gift.
After sending Mi Junping away, he became busy again.
Tables and chairs, tea sets, custom porcelain cups, charcoal stoves...
One by one, these inexpensive yet troublesome items gradually came together under his arrangements.
Throughout the process, the bodyguards assigned to him by the Mountain Shattering Gang rendered tremendous service, specifically handling errands.
By comparison, Feng Xia, the shop manager and milk tea girl he had picked, did not take part in any of this.
Her task was to familiarize herself with brewing tea broth and preparing milk tea according to Luo Chen's formula.
Beyond that, Luo Chen also sought Gu Cai Yi's help.
Cultivators all had more or less of a taste for elegance. Whether drinking wine or tea, simply handing it to them would not do; there had to be some graceful technique involved.
That was what people called a sense of ritual.
This penchant for elegance was especially obvious among wealthy cultivators.
For instance, some people liked idly playing with folding fans, without any idea how cold it was in the dead of winter.
Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion understood this very well, and Gu Cai Yi had naturally picked it up through constant exposure.
During her spare time, he had Gu Cai Yi specifically teach Feng Xia a few pleasing tea-brewing techniques.
Or rather, they were no longer merely techniques.
They were a collection of posture, bearing, gaze, hand gestures, and more.
In short, what Luo Chen finally saw was the image of a virtuous, gentle woman quietly brewing tea with her slender hands.
The form-fitting Daoist robe brought her graceful figure into full relief.
The plain white sleeved jacket draped over her added another touch of tranquility.
Her hair was gathered into a