Chapter 169

Cheng Jia got up, took the container and went out, swept a small bowl of snow from the plum blossom petals, then returned to the warm Pavilion, adjusted the fire of the stove to very small, inverted the snow into the pot and slowly melted it, and then took out a small piece of dragon ball from the tea box, first put it on the fire to burn it carefully, and then ground it into pieces, took the fine powder and put it into the tea plate, and then poured the melted snow water into another pot and began to cook it with a large fire. After the water boiled, Pour a small amount into the tea cup and make it into a paste. Pour the boiling water in the teapot into the tea cup, and then stir the tea soup while rotating the tea cup with the tea Qiang. After a while, a layer of white spray will float on the surface of the tea soup.

His movements were like flowing clouds and water, looking elegant and beautiful. When the slender fingers held the tea cup and handed it to Ling Qingyu's face, she came back to her senses. Her old face was slightly red, took it, and took a sip.

As soon as the tea was in the mouth, it suddenly filled the tongue with fragrance, and Ling Qingyu said, "good tea."

Cheng Jia just smiled and said nothing. In fact, he had saved a lot of work on this tea. If he really followed the tea ordering method, he was afraid that the woman in charge would not say good tea, but would leave directly.

"Brother Cheng ordered tea?" Han Liang, who smelled the fragrance of tea from afar, walked quickly and entered the warm Pavilion, laughing.

"Brother Han won't be angry if Jia comes without warning?" Cheng Jia poured another cup of tea for Han Liang, laughing. He glanced at Yan San who had quietly retreated from the corner of his eye.

"How can it be? I'm going to ask brother Cheng for advice." Han Liang sat down in a chair, took a sip of tea, and then apologetically said to Ling Qingyu, "this is Han's friend Cheng Jiacheng arbor who is in charge." This man met him in Huai'an. He was very knowledgeable, and he was proficient in the six arts of gentlemen. He was even more proficient in piano and tea. When holding the plum blossom appreciation meeting, he happened to meet him in Bianjing, so he dragged him to help. But he didn't expect that he also came today, and met Ling Qingyu. Seeing Yan San's face, I was afraid

Ling Qingyu nodded very demurely, and then sipped his tea. Tears flowed in my heart. I just want to have a rest. How can I relax with such an elegant and pressing person who can order tea!

Her posture was too correct, and her smile was too lady. Han Liang couldn't help looking at it more, laughing in her heart, and then said, "brother Cheng gave a lot of good suggestions, and here will be made into a place to order tea. I want to buy more places. I don't know what it means to be in charge?"

Don't ask me about this kind of thing. I only know how to make tea and take water. Drinking tea is so troublesome. The ancients had too much time and leisure! Ling Qingyu felt disgusted in his heart, and said with a smile, "this is naturally good. Brother Han, you decide."

"Ling is in charge of the family. Mr. Cheng wants to ask you for some advice. I wonder if he can spare you some time." Seeing Ling Qingyu's buttocks lifted gently, Cheng Jia laughed and said that he was ready to leave.

"What's the matter?" Unable to leave, Ling Qingyu had to sit down dignified again and asked very kindly.

"I heard from brother Han that the new variety of Ling family has harvested more than ten stones per mu this autumn. I don't know if the leader of Ling family is willing to promote this variety in other places?" Cheng Jia asked straightly. Seeing Cheng Jia's face, Ling Qingyu realized that what he just said was really not a good thing if you think about it in another way. He quickly laughed and said, "don't mind, Young Master Cheng. The little woman is used to running outside, and her words are too direct. If you have any ideas that benefit the country and the people, as long as the Ling family can do it, Ling Qingyu will not refuse."

Han Leng twitched in the corner of his eyes beside him, thinking that he was in charge, so he didn't have to decorate it anymore.