Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

next morning.

Silver Wolf walked out of the room and blew a pink bubble as if nothing had happened, but her steps were a little heavy. She was holding a notebook in one hand and typing on the keyboard with the other hand.

Kafka noticed that something was wrong with Silver Wolf. Normally, Silver Wolf would not be like this. Even if Silver Wolf stayed up late, he would not have such heavy dark circles under his eyes.

Silver Wolf took out her notebook and tried to reverse engineer the virus code, hoping to get her game saves back, even though she knew it was a futile effort.

"Bao, what's wrong?"

Silver Wolf didn't say anything, her eyes slowly lost their luster, but the pride in her heart still supported her fingers in tapping the keyboard.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Kafka seemed to hear the sound of the kettle boiling. She looked at Silver Wolf, who had a few tears in his eyes and was trying hard not to cry.

Kafka asked with concern, "Bao, are you okay?"

Silver Wolf: "Woo wow T﹏T"

"It's gone, all gone. The save files I worked so hard to complete are all gone."

Silver Wolf closed the notebook and put it in his bag. Then he rolled on the ground, tears streaming down his face.

"It's okay, (rolling on the floor) It's okay, it's just 76 game saves... (rolling on the floor) It's okay, it's okay, it's just a save. (crying) T﹏T"

Kafka looked at the broken silver wolf and didn't know what to do.

The culprit who caused Silver Wolf to burst into tears was still happily enjoying his life.

Bai Ling was leveling the terrain at this time. After all, he would have to live on this transformed planet for a period of time ranging from a few days to more than ten years.

Hard work pays off. After a few days, Bai Ling finally completed the construction of the place where he and the pharmacist lived.

Every time this happened, Bai Ling wished for a Tumu brother who believed in the Amber King to come and help her. She and the pharmacist had lived in the plant house (which Bai Ling had built using vines, towering trees, and other plants) for hundreds of years, and Bai Ling was really getting tired of it.

Her own second account, Lingling, has activated the automatic hang-up mode, which means that it only retains the most basic functions of a normal person. Lingling will only say a few words if others take the initiative to talk to her.

Bai Ling switched her perspective back to her trumpet and sorted out what had happened in the past few days.

As usual, Lingling always ordered a few cups of tea at a teahouse near a suburban park 17 kilometers away from the company. The owner of this shop is from Xianzhou. The shop is decorated very ordinary, and the interior is also decorated in the style of classical Xianzhou.

Lingling walked in as usual and sat at a single table next to the fancy colored glass floor-to-ceiling window. People who often come here for tea know that this seat is reserved by Lingling.

Lingling likes this place not only because of the dreamy feeling created when the sunlight shines through the colorful windows and reflects on the green tea in the boiling pot, but also because it is easy to see the positions of everyone in the teahouse.

"Boss Wen, please make a pot of the best tea. I want 27-year-old spring tea."

After hearing Lingling's tea request, Boss Wen asked in confusion, "Why don't you want 32-year-old winter tea today?"

"I want to change the taste. It's drizzling today, and the sky is much darker than on a sunny day. If it's winter tea, it lacks the feeling of wishing for sunny days in this environment."

"If you're using spring tea, the tender buds that emerge after the winter snow melts are the most tangible expression of a thirst for sunlight. The tea tree's entire winter's accumulation is concentrated in these first spring buds."

Boss Wen laughed heartily and pulled out the tea that met his requirements from the cabinet behind him. "Incredible, incredible! You really know how to drink it! I've been working in the tea industry for decades and never knew anything like this. I've learned a lot today. Here, this is the 27-year-old spring tea."

Boss Wen placed the tea bag on the table. Lingling spoke again, "The best way to drink this tea is to take seven coins and place them in a purple clay teapot. Steep them in boiling water for about 37 seconds. Once the tea leaves are semi-curled, drain the water and rinse them with boiling water. Then, simply wait until the tea leaves are fully uncurled, then pour the tea from the purple clay teapot into a blue and white porcelain cup."

"At this moment, the tea has combined the richness of the purple clay teapot, the vitality of spring, and the chill of winter. Now, wait until the tea has cooled slightly, pick it up, close your eyes, blow gently a few times, and carefully savor the aroma of the tea. Finally, drink it slowly, and wait for the sweetness to return. It's truly a wonderful thing. I wonder if the boss has any advice?"

Boss Wen was also amazed when he heard Lingling's detailed and extremely noble way of drinking.

"Haha, I can't say you're teaching me anything. When it comes to drinking tea, you know more about it than even an old Xianzhou person like me who has lived for over 600 years. I only know which teas are good, but I don't understand the ins and outs of drinking tea."

Boss Wen took out the clean tea set from his treasured closet, which was exactly the purple clay teapot and blue and white porcelain tea set that Lingling mentioned.

Lingling gently stroked the body of the purple clay teapot, and after looking at it carefully, she picked up the blue and white porcelain cup next to it and looked at it carefully for a few times.

"Well, if my guess is correct, these should be the Red Plum, Purple Bamboo, and Blue and White Porcelain produced by Xuling Xianzhou and the Indigo Water Xuanyuan Purple Clay Teapot produced by Yuque Xianzhou. Am I right?"

"Yes, yes, that's right. Keqing really has a keen eye. I've had this tea set in my cupboard for over twenty years, and no one has guessed its origin correctly. This tea set is not easy to come by. I bought the purple clay teapot and blue and white porcelain separately, and they cost me a lot of money at the time."

The boss told Lingling the story of how he took the photo of this set of tea sets. It must be said that this set of tea sets, coupled with the boss's magnificent story, added a touch of flavor to the scene.

"I wonder if the boss is willing to part with it. I'll take it for 1.5 times the current market price of this tea set."

The boss was very happy when he heard that Lingling was willing to pay 1.5 times the market price for his tea set.

"Of course I do. As the saying goes, a good horse deserves a good saddle. This tea set will just gather dust here. I might as well fulfill your wish and sell it to you. I feel much more confident than selling it to anyone else."

Lingling took out a check from her clothes and wrote her name on it.

After Lingling finished writing, she placed it in front of the boss, who accepted it after confirming that it was correct.

"I didn't fill in the credit points above. I'll include the money for this pack of tea and the tea set in it later."

"Very good, very good. I wonder if you would really like to try my cooking."

Lingling thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

"Okay, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Lingling was not afraid that the boss would fill in more information. Firstly, the store was located in a remote area and not many people knew about it. Secondly, Lingling and Boss Wen were close friends and he would naturally not do such a thing.