Old Yang's tea set is indeed quite novel, with the teacup and teapot both carved from whole stone.
"Let me tell you, my tea table heats this slate directly, then transfers the heat to the teapot, and the water boils."
"Hmm," Old Bai appreciated Yang Sen's tea set quite a lot.
Maybe it's an age thing, but Old Bai was the one in the office most enthusiastic about tinkering with new gadgets.
Yang Sen used to mock Old Bai for his age, but this year he himself started tinkering with some novel items.
"Your stone tea table is indeed quite good, I should get a set as well."
Yang Sen waved his hand: "Why bother? I'm not taking this tea table home, it's just for use in our office. Why not just use it here?"
"I want to bring a set home for drinking tea. By the way, how much did your tea table cost?"
"This type of tea set is made in my classmate's village, not expensive, just three hundred yuan at cost price."
"Three hundred yuan?"
