246 239. A Cup Of Black Tea (3/5)

Chapter 246 239. A Cup of Black Tea (35)

Wang Bo called Xiao Wang to his side, and the latter looked melancholy: What's the matter, isn't my little friend here to play with me? Why do they run with their tails between their legs after catching up?

Pitbulls are very self-aware, they obviously know how powerful the big cat is, and play with it, it would be nice to escape from its mouth!

Gerald, the soldier, feeds the two pet dogs very well. They are fat and fat, suitable for rations.

The jeep fell headlong into a mud hole on the side of the road. Although the car was in good condition, the front of the car was covered with mud, and the seat was drenched by rain, making it impossible to drive again.

Uncle Bing asked: "Mayor, how about I drive you to work?"

Lao Wang waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's probably nothing to do with such a heavy rain. Don't bother you. I'll stay here to avoid the rain. I'll leave when the rain stops."

The corner of Bing Ge's mouth twitched with indifference, and he said, "It seems that this is more troublesome, right?"

Uncle Bing, the father, glared at him dissatisfied and said, "Don't be so indifferent, Gerald, take your dog upstairs, I'll talk to the mayor. Of course, you have to make a pot of coffee first. "

Wang Bo waved his hand and said, "You're too polite, buddy, you don't have to have coffee, milk, juice, etc., but it's better to be hot, this damn weather!"

Brother Bing: "..."

Uncle Bing looks rough and bold, but he is actually a very gentle man. He laughed and said, "If so, why don't you try the black tea from our hometown?"

Wang Bo hesitated for a moment, and Uncle Bing laughed again: "Don't agree to an Englishman's invitation to drink tea, or the day will pass like this."

What he said is a British slang term, which means that black tea should be paired with leisurely time.

Old Wang nodded, and Uncle Bing said to his son, "Just go make a pot of black tea, behave yourself well, and let the mayor taste the best English black tea in the world."

There are black teas in both China and the West, and there is a big difference between them. Western-style black tea is fermented, and then a little milk or fruit juice is added to prepare different flavors to suit different tastes.

Among them, the British are the most particular about black tea in the West. This kind of tea was first prepared for the nobles, and the proud British people claim to have the purest and most authentic noble blood in Europe, so drinking black tea has always been their tradition of.

Uncle Bing sat at the door and looked at the overwhelming rain, and said, "To be honest, the mayor, I have wanted to invite you to drink tea for several afternoons, but you seem to be more interested in coffee."

Old Wang said: "Actually, I've been expecting you to invite me, but unfortunately I didn't, so I can only drink coffee."

"Then it's my fault." Uncle Bing laughed again, and Lao Wang found that he liked to laugh.

English black tea is generally drunk in the afternoon, and the tradition of afternoon tea comes from England.

The rain gradually intensified, as if God kicked over the bath tub in the sky, the clear rain fell, quickly forming small pools on the ground, and then the water droplets fell into the water surface, bringing up countless blisters.

After seeing the water bubbles, the well-behaved strong man lying at Lao Wang's feet was immediately attracted to it. He tilted his head to look out in doubt, and then slowly got up.

The rains in the previous few times were relatively light. Except for the earthquake relief, the young men were in the castle at other times. And the flat marble floor of the castle will not produce pools and water bubbles, this is the first time it has seen it.

Mastiff is a kind of dog with strong curiosity. The strong man is very curious because of his intelligence.

It was also interested in seeing Bubbles for the first time. It sneaked a glance at the old queen and found that it was not paying attention to itself, so it slowly crawled out.

Lao Wang was not blind, he saw the young man who wanted to go out to play.

But it's normal, Mastiff likes to swim besides running wildly, only in this way can vent the abundant energy of this large dog, the nature of playing with water flows in the blood of strong men, and they will be attracted by small pools formed by rainwater It's normal.

It was pouring rain outside, and the sea breeze from the south was a bit chilly, but that wasn't a problem for the thick-coated Mastiff.

Wang Bo waved his hand, and the strong man immediately ran happily to the grass in front of the door, his majestic body shuttled through the rain, and every time his thick claws the size of a teacup fell into the pool, it would always bring up a curtain of water.

In contrast, the queen was much calmer and quieter. It occupied the position of the strong man, lay down beside Wang Bo's legs, and put its head against his calf meekly.

Uncle Bing looked at this scene with great interest, and he said: "Mayor, you really have a way of taming dogs. These two dogs are more obedient and smarter than military dogs. If I can, I have to learn skills from you."

Old Wang touched the Queen's head and said, "It's actually very simple, buddy, just understand them. Don't treat them as pets, but as subordinates."

Bingge Gerald had finished making tea, and he brought a milky white tea set, which was a Western-style goose-neck teapot and a wide-mouthed teacup with a gold thread on the rim, as thin as a paper shell, which looked very elegant and unique.

There was also a measuring cup in the tea set, which contained milk, rock sugar, and a small plate containing lemon slices. After serving them, he went to the door, looking at the young man entertaining himself in the rain.

Adding milk or fruit slices to black tea is a traditional British way of drinking. Usually, the milk is put in first, and then the black tea is poured in. This can prevent the tea from producing spherical grease and maintain the taste of black tea.

Uncle Bing poured some milk into the cup, then poured orange-red but crystal clear tea, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to add lemon slices? I suggest not, otherwise it will ruin the taste of the black tea itself."

Wang Bo followed his advice, picked up the cup and took a sip. It is different from the taste of tea that Chinese people drink. This is a different feeling, with milk and tea fragrance, mellow taste and good taste.

Drinking the hot and fragrant milk tea, Lao Wang felt his body, which had been cold due to the rain, suddenly warmed up. He raised his glass and said, "Wow, good tea, great feeling."

"I'm glad you like it." Uncle Bing also took a sip. There was only pure black tea in his cup, and he didn't add anything, just savoring the aroma of the tea.

Drinking tea and watching the rain, Wang Bo just killed time like this, taking out his mobile phone to surf the Internet when he had nothing to do, but unfortunately the smart city network system is still not installed, otherwise he could surf the Internet at a very high speed.

But fortunately, Wofengda's signal is very good, and there is no pressure to chat on Q-Q and WeChat.

Diving watched the chats in the classmate group, he was discovered and brought it up: "Old Wang, you bastard is finally online, and you still dive? Can you swim? You can't drown you!"

"That's right, get out!"

"Where's Brother A? Isn't he planning to find Old Wang? Old Wang has come out, why is Brother A missing?"