Chapter 440: San Da Ye Brown-noses Me, Gives Me Expired Green Tea

Hearing Yan Bu Gui's words, Lin Shengli smiled, "San Da Ye, what's wrong with you?"

"How can there still be that feeling?"

Yan Bu Gui gave a flattering smile, "I don't know either; anyway, seeing you again this time feels very friendly."

"By the way, this tea is something I've treasured for many years; originally a student gave it to me. He was a leader of a unit, so the tea he gave shouldn't be bad."

"All these years, I've never drunk it."

Yan Bu Gui said that offhand.

The tea was actually bought by him at a vegetable market—just an ordinary, cheap green tea.

Lin Shengli smiled, "Then I thank you, San Da Ye."

As he said so, he opened the teapot, looked inside, then sniffed, detecting a sour smell.

It's clearly expired.

"By the way, San Da Ye, this is green tea, right?"

Yan Bu Gui nodded, "No wonder you're a leader!"

"You can tell at a glance."

Lin Shengli: "Enough, San Da Ye, I'm not some leader."

Yan Bu Gui was momentarily stunned, then pointed at Lin Shengli, "You look like material for a leader."

"Leaders are always this modest."

Lin Shengli was speechless.

He naturally knew that Yan Bu Gui was trying to brown‑nose him.

However, he didn't have any good feeling toward Yan Bu Gui.

If it weren't for the fact that they'd lived in the same courtyard for so many years, and Yan Bu Gui being, in that courtyard, a tall one among the short, he would have been too lazy to bother.

"San Da Ye, how long has this green tea been stored?"

Yan Bu Gui pretended to ponder for a moment, and said:

"Let me think… at least six or seven years."

"I've never been willing to drink it."

Lin Shengli: "No wonder it has a sour taste; this tea is already past its shelf life."

"San Da Ye, this tea can't be drunk anymore."

"Drinking it will cause gastrointestinal discomfort, and severe cases could lead to poisoning."

"The typical shelf life of green tea, if kept at room temperature, is only one year, at most two."

Yan Bu Gui: "Huh? Does tea even have a shelf life?"

Lin Shengli: "Some do, some don't."

"Ordinary black tea and green tea both have shelf lives."

"But teas like pu'er and dark tea don't."

At this point, seeing Yan Bu Gui's displeased expression, he joked:

"San Da Ye, I have bodyguards; think about it—someone like me, if you give me expired green tea to drink, you're not afraid…"

Hearing this, Yan Bu Gui's face changed, and he said:

"I—I—I didn't do it on purpose."

"I didn't know tea even has a shelf‑life notion."

"I thought tea, like wine, gets more precious the longer it ages."

"Don't you dare blame me."

Lin Shengli laughed, "Beers and wines with lower alcohol content also have shelf lives."

"Actually I was joking with you, too."

"I know you meant well."

"How could I blame you?"

"I accept your goodwill; just take the tea back."

"Pour it out; don't drink it again."

Yan Bu Gui: "Yes, yes, yes—once you say that, I don't dare to drink it either."

"Thanks, Shengli."

"By the way, Shengli, come to my house for lunch at noon, okay?"

Lin Shengli: "Thank you."

"But never mind, I'll have lunch outside."

"I have an engagement."

Yan Bu Gui: "What shall we do then?"

"I already asked San Da Ma to buy a chicken for you."

"We wanted to make a stewed chicken soup for you."

Lin Shengli: "Then there's nothing we can do."

"I really do have an engagement."

Yan Bu Gui: "Alas, I was even planning to buy you a Quanjude roast duck."

"What a pity, how about next time?"

Lin Shengli nodded, "Alright."

And then.

He picked up the design drawing and began to look at it.

Yan Bu Gui asked, "Shengli, what is this?"

Lin Shengli: "Design drawing."

Yan Bu Gui: "I know."

"I just don't know what kind of design drawing this is."

Lin Shengli said nothing.

After a while, Yan Bu Gui also didn't know what to say, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Shengli, Bang Geng was just staring at your place."

"He's been spoiled by Shazhu; ever since he was a kid he hasn't stopped stealing things."

"You'd better be careful."

Lin Shengli, his eyes never leaving the design drawing, said, "Alright, thanks for the reminder, San Da Ye."

Yan Bu Gui: "Then I'm leaving."

Lin Shengli nodded.

Looking at Lin Shengli, Yan Bu Gui let out a light sigh and walked out.