“My name is Mo Lin.”
Lin Mo coughed gently and introduced himself to the woman in front of him.
“Miss Haruko, this is my good brother, Molin.”
“Brother Molin, this is the owner of this shop, Miss Haruko.”
Lin Mo smiled and nodded to Haruko.
The two sides greeted each other even so.
“Alright, alright, they are already waiting for you in the old private room.”
Hearing Haruko’s words, Morton’s eyes instantly lit up.
“I’ll trouble Miss Haruko, I’ll leave this brother of mine to you to arrange.”
Morton threw Lin Mo a you-go-for-it gaze, before quickly running towards one of the private rooms inside.
The corners of Lin Mo’s mouth twitched slightly.
So …… you’re not even f*cking here to spy on information, are you!
Lin Mo and Haruko just stood in the entranceway, an awkward atmosphere bred in the two only.
“That Mr. Molin, what services do you need?”
Lin Mo said, “I’ll just have some tea myself.”
Haruko’s face instantly broke into a full smile.
“Good, then please follow me to the elegant room for tea.”
Haruko turned around and led Lin Mo towards the inside.
Speaking of a wooden door pulling open, a room emitting the fragrance of tea appeared in front of Lin Mo.
“Mr. Molin, please.”
Haruko stood at the door and made a gesture to Lin Mo that you should go in first.
Lin Mo nodded and walked straight to the table inside the room and sat down on top of a futon.
This Japanese style of decoration Lin Mo didn’t really like.
Let’s say this futon, sitting on his knees every day.
Sooner or later, he would turn his legs into an external eight.
The table is simply too low.
This made Lin Mo, who was used to sitting on tables, chairs and benches, not very fond of this kind of tatami.
Haruko’s plump body also came across to Lin Mo’s and slowly sat down.
“Mr. Molin, what kind of tea do you drink?”
“We have Shizuoka tea, Kagome tea, and Yagyu tea here ……”
Haruko’s red lips opened slightly as she spoke to Lin Mo about the teas in the shop.
These teas were all some of the famous teas from the Japanese country.
“Is there any pu-erh tea?”
Lin Mo’s tone was like that of a hermit who was as good as water and completely detached from the mundane world.
Compared to those island teas that Lin Mo had only heard of, but hadn’t drunk.
Lin Mo still wanted to drink pu-erh.
Although pu-erh tea tasted slightly bitter, the bitterness was followed by a slightly sweet taste.
It was also one of Lin Mo’s more favourite teas.
When Haruko heard Lin Mo say that he wanted to drink Pu-erh tea, she looked stunned.
“Are you talking about the Pu-erh tea from China?”
“Yes, isn’t it available here?”
“It doesn’t matter if it’s not available, I’ll just drink clear water.”
Lin Mo looked at Haruko and said softly.
Thinking about it, how could a Japanese style shop like this possibly have the pu-erh he wanted?
The request he had just made was indeed a bit difficult for him.
“No, no, no, yes there is.”
Haruko waved her hands in a hurry, her chest even lifting in a gust of lines from the amplitude of her body.
“Would you like a raw or cooked tea?”
“The shop has some of both now, if you like, and has tightly pressed teas, cakes and such.”
“I’ve always been more of a fan of Chinese culture, so I’ve delved into it for a while.”
“The tea ceremony in China happens to be one of my favourites.”
“Whether it’s green tea, black tea, or pu-erh tea, I have it all here in my collection.”
After saying that, Haruko twisted around to rummage inside the box behind her.
Lin Mo’s eyes, on the other hand, glanced at Haruko’s back with a slight narrowing.
It was a very proud thing for others to say that they liked Chinese questioning.
But when it was switched to the Japanese.
Although it might feel a little prejudiced to say that.
But it really would be a bit strange.