He wants to be quiet with his little wife for a while, but he can't find a place where there is no one.

As a result, he thought of the teahouse that Qu huazi had recommended to him. By the way, he went online again and found that the consumption threshold of this place was really high, which virtually screened out a large number of people.

Moreover, the teahouse is on the mountain, and the surrounding area is very large, so it is most suitable to go out and enjoy the snow.

So, he brought Xu Huanxi over. This place is really good. There are not many people. It looks like a fairyland.

There are not many service personnel in the teahouse, and they are also cold and quiet. Everyone is wearing retro clothes, casual and loose, as if from ancient times.

The layout of the teahouse is also excellent, antique, everywhere, incense Guqin. Tea sets are even more unique. They can be sold for tens of thousands of yuan if you take them out. It is said that no second set of the same tea set can be found in this tea room.

Chu RUSI asked for a teahouse. As soon as the small window of the teahouse was opened, he could see the snow scenery outside. It was the appearance of the mountains. There were snow and trees. He answered the ancient poem that all of a sudden, when the spring breeze came, thousands of trees and pears blossomed.

When it comes to the uniqueness of the teahouse, it's about the water they use to make tea.

They usually use mountain spring water to make tea, but when it snows, they will take snow to make tea.

Originally, there was a tea artist pouring tea for them, but Xu Huan loved tea, and her tea making skills were excellent, so she could cook, divide and offer tea by herself, so she let the tea artist go out.

Chu Ru's face was very big: "do you want to be alone with me, so you invited my beautiful little sister out?"

Xu Huan stares at Chu like this: "can you talk? Want to see the beautiful little sister? Did I call her in

Chu Ru Si shakes his head, the little wife is very easy to blow hair recently: "she's just beautiful, but you are the best in the world, you can't shout in, shout in, I'm not good to use my hands on you."

Xu Huanxi No, Chu Ru Si always has a way to block her. She can't answer. She says that this man's face is thicker than the city wall, which is not enough to express her feelings. It is estimated that this skin can be used to study bulletproof vests for the country.

Chu Ru quietly looks at Xu Huanxi making tea. The woman who can make tea seems to be adhering to the aura of heaven and earth. Every move is filled with smoke, and the fragrance of tea is pleasant, like a fairy in the sky.

Xu Huanxi is very happy. He hasn't been cooking tea with snow for a long time. After all, the haze is really severe recently. Who dares to cook tea with snow? I'm afraid it's not too long for him.

However, the snow in this teahouse is transported back from the northernmost part of the country - the open north can naturally breed the purest snow.

Cooking snow and tea is the most elegant thing of ancient literati. When I was young, my grandmother often took her to do it.

She couldn't help talking to Chu, and told him about her childhood: "do you know? When I was a child, it snowed. When I woke up in the morning, it snowed heavily. My ancestors washed their hands to get the snow and made a fire to boil water. I watched the snow floating and sinking in the cauldron, and the white snow disappeared little by little. Then the fragrance of tea overflowed and the tea rose and fell. The friends of our ancestors will come and have tea with us. In a word, you may not believe that they are all very literati, and they even recite poems to fight each other.... "