"Miss Biao really deserves to come back from abroad. Well-informed, well-informed!" Ah Chen put down the tools in his hand and gave a thumbs up.

Because he just came to Zhuangzi for routine business, and he was a person who grew up in this Zhuangzi since he was a child, Ah Chen lost his usual strictness, but seemed to have returned home to sit around the table with his family, gossiping about homely.

This 'Miss Cousin' called very kindly.

Yan Jiujiu was not satisfied with his half-compliments, and raised his eyes to look at the century-old house of the Jing family.

Looking up, there are criss-crossing beams and pillars, estimated to be three feet high, and the roof is a row of tight and solid strips of wood forming the style of the top of the hanging mountain, but because the distance is too far away, you can't see what kind of wood it is, but the roof that has not faded after a hundred years is either densely painted or the unique treatment of large households.

The armrests under her hands were smooth to the touch, and when she looked down, she found that the main and guest seats she was sitting with Jing Shilang were all official hat chairs with hats, and the slightly hooked yarn hat wings and the shiny century-old wood of the oil just showed the long history of the century-old family.

Not only that, the furniture, tables, chairs, stools, small cabinets, and Bogu shelves in this room are all made of first-class elm, and the elm grain is straight, beautiful and generous, but to find so many elm wood with smooth planing surface and delicate line surface is not just a matter of manpower.

Look at the four sides of the roof arranged a dry finch for the bucket arch, most of them are dragons, phoenixes, birds and flowers and other blessed beasts, exquisite carving, simply praised.

The Jing family is really wealthy.......

In the middle of the main hall hangs the portraits of the heads of the previous dynasties, above the portrait is a plaque hanging high, thinking that it is the motto of the first generation of the family, she is embarrassed to look up, the small cases under the portrait are enshrined in incense melons and fruits, Jing Shilang, who is sitting in the main seat, is wearing a dark cloud brocade, and the oblique cloud buckle is made of gold thread.

Xuanyi Najin, Qiyu Xuanang.

Such a scene looks more and more unangry and arrogant, and the man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes seems to be the head of this new generation of family.

"If you like Ah Chen's craftsmanship, let him make some lotus tea for you to taste later. ”

Lotus tea?

Yan Jiujiu has drunk a lot of flower tea, but she has never drunk this lotus tea, firstly, because the sun never sets on the geographical climate of the empire, and secondly, in this Los Angeles in the past, although she has heard of it, she only knows that these pastimes and pleasures are only consumed by the rich.

In the past, it was just coarse tea and light rice, and when I thought about it, I couldn't help but think of the days of a family of four, although it was poor, it was content.

"Lotus tea?, but you bake the lotus flowers you picked yourself in the Zhuangzi?" Yan Jiujiu couldn't help but joke.

"What Miss Biao said is very true. Ah Chen replied.

Yan Jiujiu's bright eyes turned slightly,

After the Jing family's tea source is sufficient, won't the supply exceed demand for her?

But at this time, she thought about Linda's matter, and couldn't help but hurriedly said: "I said that I came to find the real murderer, but you and I are here to drink tea leisurely....."

"Shhhh.....h I'm afraid that people won't find it, and the demeanor of the idle clouds and wild cranes in my village will be scared by you!"

Yan Jiujiu enlightenment.

Jing Shilang is right, if their purpose is too obvious, not only is the real murderer very likely to run away, but even Zhuangzi will definitely stir up people's panic, but this panic is not tight, but this year's harvest will definitely be in vain.

But now another doubt popped into her mind.

Why is it okay for her to drink the tea in the trade, and Jing Shilang is okay to drink it, but Linda was hit by this soft sword, and she also took a Shen Minyu in?

The more she thought about it, the more incredible it became.

"The pinnacle of this tea has to start from the Song Dynasty, and the early court of the Song people often used gold and silver to make this whisk. ”

Jing Shilang said and picked up an object that looked like a teaspoon but didn't look like it, it was the auxiliary that Ah Chen had just cooked tea.

"Whisk? What's the special purpose of that?"

"The effect of this blow is to play this sticky bowl milk flower is a crucial step, and this matcha is incomparably delicate. ”

Yan Jiujiu listened attentively, and the high-grade blue and white porcelain in her hand and her white and tender little hands exuded a luster as white as full rice, reflecting each other.

After a while, Ah Chen came steadily with a set of secret color porcelain, I don't know whether it was the wind under his feet or because of the slightest fragrance in the air, the white-faced man with long eyebrows and thin eyes was like a woman who gave birth to a lotus step by step, but the blink of an eye turned into that pious and frank chanter.

The way of tea can be described as Zen.

Yan Jiujiu's mind also became nervous and excited.

She cautiously held a secret color porcelain cup handed over by Ah Chen, brown Danran, with the secret color of blue to set off.

It's wonderful!

Yan Jiujiu took a sip of lotus tea, the fresh and elegant floral fragrance was like a blooming flower in an instant, full of fragrance, lips and teeth were fragrant, probably this is exhaling Ruolan!

"This lotus tea is very refined, at night in the pond half-opened lotus flower heart tea, and then tie the petals tightly, the next morning to take out the tea to dry and set aside, this taste in addition to retaining the true color of the tea also with the beauty of the lotus. Jing Shilang put down the porcelain cup, the slender jade fingers like bamboo rubbed the knuckles, and said slowly, the tone was like a breeze coming slowly, between the sun and the moon, the appearance of heaven and earth suddenly dawning.

A cup of tea is enough to comfort the wind and dust, and Yan Jiujiu galloped forward.

When Jing Shilang saw this far-reaching picture, his face, which had not been revealed, loosened in the slightest, and an unknown smile overflowed from his eyes.

"Ah Chen, I used to underestimate you!" Yan Jiujiu praised heartily.

Ah Chenqian smiled, "Miss Biao has won the award! Miss Biao is only eight buckets high, and she has seen a lot of knowledge, so I have to ask Miss Biao for advice. ”

Yan Jiujiu no longer pushes, she saves this Ah Chen's tea cooking skills like this, presumably she knows the truth in her heart, if you push me, it will inevitably fall into the cheesy.

She turned her head to look at the man with an abnormal look, but she didn't pay attention and said, "I said cousin, we also ate lotus tea now...... Isn't it supposed to...."

"There's no hurry. ”

Yan Jiujiu looked at it at this moment, as if the smile on his face was like a dream.

She was reluctant to say, "Then what next?"

"Wait!"

The man with slightly constricted phoenix eyes drank another cup of lotus tea, took a sip, and then said slowly.

Yan Jiujiu looked at Ah Chen, and saw that his face was as usual, and he understood at the moment that he was eager to solve the case.

But where does this real murderer have the reason to send it to his door?

While he was distressed, a man came from the gatehouse outside.