Poisonous Tea? Tea making competition? A Mysterious Boy? I'm ready to take a sip!

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"They say you can spot A true shénnóng- shĪ By their
hands— palms colored by the stain of the earth, fingertips scarred
from thorns, a permanent crust of soil and blood darkening the
crescents of their nails.
I used to look at my hands with pride.
Now, all I can think is, These are the hands that buried my mother"

Talk about an impressionable opening? Pour me a glass because I can't wait to read this debut!