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Chapter 194 Disappearing Froth

Amanda paused, stopping her movement as she presented her pure white tea to everyone.

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Ignoring Melody's unconventional technique, Old Mr. Jenson focused on Amanda's work, stroking his beard with approval. "In a tea competition, we judge the color and the float!

"The best tea color is pure white, followed by clear white, then grayish white, with golden being the least desirable.

"Amanda's tea is milky white, a top-tier color. It seems my years of teaching her weren't wasted."

Pride gleamed in his eyes as he glanced at Melody, now more scrutinizing.

When he caught Truman's gaze, his smile deepened as if to say, The Moore family, rooted in martial arts, shouldn't try to compete with the scholarly Jensons.

The tension between the two families seemed palpable. After all, even Truman's second wife, Melanie, came from an intellectual family-a clear attempt to bridge the gap between the martial and scholarly worlds. However, the divide was significant and not easily crossed.

Truman's face darkened, and at that moment, he wished he could throw the Jensons out.

However, soon murmurs from the crowd watching Melody's tea pouring broke the silence.

'She's still pouring water, but her tea color is milky white too!"

"The tea she picked is known for its light flavor, yet the aroma is getting stronger as the color deepens. How is she doing that?"

the murmurs around her,

checked the tea's consistency and gently circled the surface

of admiration from the audience, who now longed to taste

seventh pour, a white froth formed, clinging to

exclaimed, "The

Mel's method seemed unusual, but every

though it's a lighter tea, the aroma

Chapter 194 Disappearing Froth

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tea's aroma

tea-pouring technique is like a silver dragon spitting fire! Her movements may have seemed odd, but they have their own

the cup, with no sign of loosening. It seems she truly knows what

the lake outside, and with a slight smile on her pink

statement was bold-too

expression darkened, and even Old Mr. Jenson's face turned

questioning our family's mastery of tea pouring?" he said

right to make such a brash judgment?" Amanda added, her

a great deal about tea pouring; Melody's earlier chaotic steps now

She silently counted to herself: one, two,

her fingers and said, "Because I can beat

that moment, a gust of wind blew in

door, instinctively moved to shield her tea, but it was

wind swept past, and in an instant,

and Old Mr. Jenson were stunned. "What...

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