After Jian Shiwai left, Xu Yun sat alone with a pot of tea, drinking for a long time.
At one point, he tried brewing a pot himself, mimicking Jian Shiwai's steps. Though his technique was clumsy and unpracticed, the tea he made seemed decent enough.
If any well-known figures from the tea world had seen this, they probably would have had a fit, cursing him for such a monstrous waste—using Mother Tree Da Hong Pao just to practice!
He had originally planned to look up RVs, but as he browsed, he lost interest and tuned into Song Xiaowei's late-night radio show instead.
'With this much time on my hands, I might as well go to the dealership tomorrow, see the actual vehicles, and listen to a salesperson's pitch.'
It wasn't until he'd finished the second pot of tea and Song Xiaowei's show had ended that Xu Yun started to feel sleepy and went upstairs to bed.
「The next morning.」
