An Unexpected Encounter
There is a tea that will always remind me of my arrival in China, and my first culture shock in a tea house. Left for China a few weeks before the rest of the family at the very beginning of our expatriation and with only one suitcase, I did not even have the place to add a gaiwan and some tea leaves. The first step to survive, the very evening of my arrival, was obviously to go into a small neighborhood tea shop to buy a cheap gaiwan, a gong dao bei (reserve pot) and a cup. , as well as the grail: one of the worst Wulong Da Hong Pao that I have ever drunk… But without speaking the...