Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 596 Ye Xuan’s Tycoon Potential

After hearing the person’s account of the origins of the Sparrow Tongue Tea, many in the teahouse were shocked, silently clicking their tongues in astonishment.

You should know, the tea they usually drank cost mostly in the tens of yuan, and even those famous fine teas did not exceed a hundred yuan!

Suddenly, they heard about a tea worth a thousand yuan per cup and felt it was unbelievable, nearly getting frightened to the point of peeing themselves.

In the minds of these white-collar and gold-collar workers, spending a thousand yuan on a cup of tea was sheer waste! With that kind of money, you could find a top-notch girl and have a good bang. Who would be so out of their mind to spend it on a cup of tea?

After all, most of them were just ordinary white-collar workers, earning a salary of around seven to eight thousand a month.

The price of this cup of tea was nearly reaching one-tenth of their salary. How could they not be horrified!

At this moment, looking at the twenty to thirty yuan teas in front of them, many felt embarrassed, feeling like country bumpkins who had never seen the world!

Especially considering the words they had mocked Ye Xuan with earlier, they wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Not only were they stunned, but the waiters were also startled by Ye Xuan’s words.

"Sir, do you really want to order a cup of Sparrow Tongue Tea?"

The waiter cautiously asked again, to confirm whether Ye Xuan really wanted it.

Of course, their teahouse did have Sparrow Tongue Tea, but it wasn’t something they would just bring out for anyone. It was reserved exclusively for high-level VIP patrons. So far, not a single white-collar had ordered Sparrow Tongue Tea to drink.

The price of the tea was outrageously high, not something an ordinary white-collar could afford. Didn’t you see how shocked those white-collars looked? If they couldn’t afford it, how could this shabby-looking kid?

After hearing the waiter’s question, Ye Xuan shrugged it off with a nod, glancing at him, "Of course! Didn’t you hear what I said just now?"

As his words fell, his gaze swept indifferently over the various expressions of the white-collars, landing on the person who had spoken earlier, saying, "Since I’m free anyway, I might as well educate you so-called intellectuals again. Those methods you mentioned are nothing but old wives’ tales, not accurate. These days, Sparrow Tongue Tea is still hand-sorted, and only the top-quality Sparrow Tongues are touched by a woman’s mouth. It’s not picker’s work, but rather sorted after being mouthed by women! Who would be nuts enough, in such high cliffs and sheer peaks, to use their mouth to pick, risking their lives?"

Ye Xuan spoke calmly and confidently, leaving the group of white-collars dumbfounded.

After finishing, Ye Xuan’s lips curled up in a sneer, shaking his head in disdain,

"So you call yourselves urban white-collars when you don’t even know this bit of knowledge? Have the guts to come drink tea here? Ignorance is really bliss for the uneducated!"

Fuck me!

Upon hearing this, everyone twitched at the corner of their mouths, feeling as if an army of ten thousand grass-mud horses were stampeding through their hearts!

To think that they, a bunch of people, were being looked down upon by a country bumpkin. This was just fucking ridiculous.

"Hmph! Don’t listen to him, who knows if what he says is true? Perhaps he just happened to hear this somewhere and came here to show off! Let’s ignore him. Let’s see if he can even come up with a thousand yuan to drink this cup of Sparrow Tongue Tea!"

The suit-wearing man who Ye Xuan had scorned was still not resigned to it, unwilling to lose face in front of his girlfriend, spoke indignantly.

He didn’t believe Ye Xuan could really bring out a thousand yuan to keep up his charade!

After hearing his words, the others also began to nod and agree, "Right, right! Pay first then drink the tea. Otherwise, this kid will definitely dine and dash!"

"That’s right! Pay up first!"

Many white-collar workers began to stir.

Especially when they set their eyes on Ye Xuan, seeing his attire that didn’t even amount to a hundred yuan, such a destitute appearance, how could he possibly come up with a thousand yuan? And to use it for tea, no less! Even they wouldn’t bear to do it.

Thinking this, everyone’s gaze at Ye Xuan reverted to their previous disdain.

It wasn’t just them, even the nearby waiter didn’t believe it!

As if to deliberately make things difficult, although his face carried an apologetic smile, his words were quite direct, he said while offering an insincere smile, "Sir, I’m really very sorry, but our Sparrow Tongue Tea is only available to VIP booth customers. If guests from outside wish to taste it, they must pay in advance."

After the waiter’s words fell, cold smiles crept on the lips of the people around.

They knew that the opportunity to watch a good show was coming soon—if Ye Xuan didn’t pay, then it would prove that he was just putting on airs, an actual loser!

No one present believed that Ye Xuan could come up with a thousand yuan; they all wanted to see how exactly he would embarrass himself.

However, Ye Xuan, with an indifferent face, simply said "Oh," then reached into his pocket, fumbled around for a bit, and pulled out a stack of bright red hundred-yuan bills, casually throwing it on the table under the stunned gaze of everyone watching.

This stack of bills, neatly piled up, lay glaringly on the table, amounting to no less than ten thousand yuan.

The stack was still wrapped in a white band, looking like it was just withdrawn from the bank.

In an instant, the teahouse hall went silent, so quiet that even the drop of an embroidery needle could be heard clearly.

Everyone felt their brains go numb, struggling to come to terms with what they were witnessing.

They stared dumbfounded at the striking ten thousand yuan on the table as if they had been hit with an Immobilization Technique.

Seeing the change in everyone’s expressions, Ye Xuan’s lips slightly curled upward.

"Here! A thousand yuan, can you bring up my Sparrow Tongue Tea now?"

He pulled out a stack directly from that wad of cash, without even counting it, and tossed it to the waiter.

Upon receiving the bill, the waiter looked stunned, as if overwhelmed by Ye Xuan’s presence, and only when he saw the money in his hand did he snap back to reality.

He hurriedly counted it and was even more astonished, as the amount was exactly one thousand yuan—not a yuan more, not a yuan less!

At this moment, the waiter’s look at Ye Xuan changed. This was no migrant worker; this was a high roller!

Darn it!

Seeing this, the surrounding ordinary white-collar workers were also incredulous, completely blinded by the display.

Damn it, what in the world was going on? A laborer just pulled out ten thousand yuan from his pants pocket!

And this way of spending money, too damn extravagant! A complete snub to them.

For some gold-collar professionals, ten thousand yuan might not be a big deal, but for these ordinary white-collar workers, ten thousand yuan represented a month of continuous overtime work, a full month’s labor.

At this moment, many of the white-collar women looked at Ye Xuan with a completely different gaze! From the previous contempt, they switched to eagerness.

They felt that this man, once ridiculed as a country bumpkin, suddenly exuded an indescribable charm.

And this charm was the so-called wealth aura! The potential of a true tycoon!