Vol 9 Chapter 279: Forget about worry

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The specially made gourd-shaped thick iron kettle boils over the charcoal fire, and the rising water vapor bypasses the iron-like vine-like lifting beams and gradually dissipates in the air, bringing a strange fragrance.
It's not just tea leaves. He uses his long fingers to pinch the weird herbs and pour them into a teapot. When the water temperature is right, he lifts the iron kettle and pours boiling water into the tea syrup.
The refreshing fragrance smelt into the air instantly, and it was shocking to smell. Before the entrance, it had saliva, and a sweet taste was flowing at the bottom of the tongue.
"Good tea," Ye Qingxuan sighed.
The wandering child smiled slightly and said indifferently: "The way of using tea not only depends on tea, but also on the technique. This tea-making technique is the most contented skill besides martial arts."
Ye Qingxuan held the tea bowl, gently wiped the tea stains on the side of the bowl, and paid respect to the ninth child, and drank the light green tea.
A clear stream went straight into the lungs, then exploded in Dantian, and instantly spread across the extremities, steaming hot air leaked out of the body through the pores, Ye Qingxuan immediately sent a layer of fine hair sweat, and at this time, he was sweat With a sweet taste, it is especially refreshing.
Ye Qingxuan praised again, Shu Ran said: "This is one of the best teas in the junior life, especially the vanilla, which is really not seen in the junior life."
"It is Xiangling grass. It only grows in water. In the eyes of people who do not understand the market, it is just a strange water grass." He Youqing explained calmly, then looked slightly, and asked curiously: "Just a friend said yes One of the best teas ... I don't know whose tea has been drunk? "
"It was strictly handled by everyone." Ye Qingxuan replied.
"Is it Yan Jingliu?" Hades sighed softly, "It's a pity."
Ye Qingxuan silently agreed.
The death of Yan Jingliu not only lost the power of Wulin Zhengdao, but also lost a literary leader as a whole in this era.
In today's world, even if it is a romantic figure, they can only use their swords and guns, and they have fallen all the way.
With a bowl of drink, Ming Youzi once again manipulated the tea, but poured the freshly boiled water into the river, re-made a pot of clear water from the water altar, and re-burned it.
Seeing Ye Qingxuan's curious expression, Ming Youzi smiled: "Which pot of water has just been burned, and then burn it is old ..."
"Can water burn out?"
"Of course." Ming Yuzi said: "Burning water is third-class. From the time when the water is about to boil, the bottom of the water will first bubble up the size of shrimp eyes, followed by the size of crab eyes, and then the size of fish eyes. In the end, the kettle is boiled and completely boiled. The best time to brew my tea is the water temperature when the crab eye blisters. If it reaches the size of the fish eye, the water temperature has passed. If it is boiled, then Burned old. "
Ye Qingxuan smiled and asked, "Is it possible to see bubbles in the iron kettle?"
The wandering child said faintly: "Only skilled ears. The nuances of them are difficult to distinguish without perennial research. It is natural that this road can be judged only by sound and time."
Ye Qingxuan nodded with a smile, and secretly learned a little bit of pretense.
The two stopped talking and just enjoyed tea.
Since Ming Youzi did not speak first, Ye Qingxuan naturally did not know how to ask questions. Obviously, at this moment, the minds of Ming Youzi are not ready properly, and I do not know where to start.
The sound of trumpets came from the river in the distance.
A previous fight between the two has attracted the attention of all the experts on the island.
I believe that the shock they brought was by no means words.
And this fierce battle halted in an instant, naturally there will be masters of different forces, going out to explore the truth.
"Oh, noisy."
With a sigh, Hades walked up, glanced at Ye Qingxuan, and said lightly, "I'll take you to a quiet place."
"Sir leads."
Ye Qingxuan was not afraid and agreed with a smile.
There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of the ghost swimmer, and his feet were slightly abrupt, and the boat suddenly flew into a hidden waterway behind the sandbar like an arrow off the string.
Ye Qingxuan had a subtle expression. I could not imagine that there is such a hidden waterway in the largest sand bar outside Wolong Island. Sansheng Island is indeed the ground snake here, and is very familiar with the local situation.
The boat was traveling in a row of reeds with a height of one person. The sun was shining brightly, and the water was shining with phosphorescence, as if entering another mysterious world.
Through this reed sway, another river is now in front of us, and it has traveled more than ten feet, and the river has branched again.
Hades traveled to the narrower channel on the right side, covered with weeping willows on both sides. When the boat passed, the bent willow branches swept over the ship, making a snoring noise.
More inward. The rivers are more and more crisscross. If you are not a person who knows the way, you will be lost in the complicated and confused waters of this river.
After half an hour, Ming Youzi finally led Ye Qingxuan to a small pier deep in the reeds of the sand bar.
Looking at a cassia forest in front of the wharf, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help laughing and said, "The winding path is quiet. I can't think of the end of this winding waterway, so quiet and elegant."
The wandering child grinned and replied, "What an elegant place, it's just a place for me to meditate."
The boat was tied to the pier, and Hades traveled all the way, taking Ye Qingxuan into the island.
The two walked through this laurel forest first.
Outside the forest is a slope, which flows along a small river. There is a stone bridge on the river, connecting the gravel roads on both sides, leading to a small trough full of green trees.
Houses are hidden in the gorge, hidden in the depths of a sea of ​​flowers and Ye Lan, picturesque and peaceful.
Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh: "It really is a fairyland on earth, a good place for retreat."
Ming Youzi said: "Such a beautiful scenery is full of forgetfulness. If there are big men with swords and knives patrolling around, wouldn't it be a great scenery, I hope this will always be like this, Sansheng Island ... is no longer I was hoping for it. "
Ye Qingxuan was a little surprised in her heart, but she knew she didn't ask much.
The two boarded the stone bridge all the way.
Under the bridge, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but feel good, looking at the beautiful scenery in front of the eyes, and forgotten where he was.
Within the trough ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Two clear streams flow along the canyon, and the roadside is covered with trees and flowers, birds and singing chanting, so lively.
After turning a corner, a huge bluestone appeared in front of it. There were three or four people on the bluestone, with the four characters "forget about worry and small building" on it, and the whole bluestone was surrounded by green vines and flowers of several colors. Colorful.
After the bluestone, in front of the dense bamboo forest, a small house is located, which is decorated with wooden bamboo, which is very elegant.
Ming Youzi patted the dust on his body, and laughed easily: "Here is home. There is no room in the ugly room, and there are hardly any visitors on weekdays. The little friend laughed."
After taking the lead, open the bamboo fence, lead Ye Qingxuan into the courtyard, and directly open the main entrance of the study.
The layout inside is really as elegant as Ye Qingxuan's imagination.
When Ye Qingxuan glanced, she was immediately attracted by a beautiful picture hanging in the middle of the study, took a closer look, immediately widened her eyes, and took a breath of air-conditioning--
How is she
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