Brewed with honey to a golden color, the delicious kumquat exudes a sweet fragrance, and the viscous honey and the milky white bottom of the bamboo cup meet, revealing an attractive color.

Chu Feng porcelain took out the Yunnan red that had been measured with tea before, and corresponded to 3~5 grams of black tea according to the different sizes of bamboo cups.

The white and slender hand pinched the top of the tea - Chu Fengci's expression was indifferent, as if he was immersed in a small tea case, and what happened around him had nothing to do with him.

His fingertips were as white as jade and almost transparent, and they extended to his palms and wrists.

Waiting for the tea to float above the mouth of the cup, he flicked his wrist slightly, and the black tea fell to the bottom of the cup, the scene was as beautiful as an ink painting.

The hot red clay clay pot that burned inside was held in Chu Feng's hand, and he raised his right hand a little, although the movement was slight, he could still hear the sound of tea swaying on the inner wall of the clay pot.

The right hand hung high, like a column of water pouring down, rushing into the cup, breaking the red that was curled up at the bottom of the cup. The black tea fluttered up, stretched out in the hot tea that was constantly stirring, and soon it emitted a very attractive aroma.

The fragrance is not strong, but it fills the entire quiet room, and you can feel the refreshing and lofty aroma on the side of the slight side, even bubble flower tea, and there is no such full and good smell.

In the mist, Chu Fengci lowered his eyelashes, and the thin and dark eyelashes seemed to be about to be misty at any time, and there was a sense of innocence in addition to being unkind.

However, the tea master has always had the natural skill of stunting others, and when Chu Fengci talked about the tea ceremony, the tea attendant couldn't help but have a circle in his eyes.

"Black tea can be roughly divided into several types, kung fu black tea, small black tea can be drunk in cups, black broken tea, black tea at the end of the piece can be drunk in pots. And the Yunnan red kung fu I am soaking now is to drink the taste with a pot and smell the fragrance from a cup. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already poured a few cups of black tea in his hand. It is just half of the way through the engraving, and one cannot but marvel at its virtuosity.

The tea soup of black tea is like condensed red jade, which is moist, beautiful and clear. The droplets with a faint tea fragrance fell into it, causing ripples, as if shattering a bend of the bright moon.

The honey-stained kumquat that gradually dissolves in the tea adds a hint of dark color to the black tea, and it crawls quietly under the cover of heavy tea leaves.

"Black tea can be divided into drinking methods and blending methods. Mixings can be made with milk, honey, lemon slices, etc...... This is a blending method, but it retains the taste and aroma of the sake method. Chu Fengci said, his eyebrows and eyes suddenly raised, and his demeanor was graceful, like a merry son in the turbid world.

"The tea can be brewed in three minutes, and the taste of Yunnan red is more bitter than other teas, and a trace of honey-stained kumquat can be put in at the beginning to calm the bitterness and cool the heart. After brewing, add it again to make the sweetness more pronounced, from the tip of the tongue to the sweet aftertaste.

Compared with acacia plum and other candied fruits, the biggest advantage of candied kumquat is that it dissolves with the sour taste of a certain Cheng dù of Yunnan red, and its sweetness will not exceed the style of Yunnan red, but makes the characteristics of black tea more distinct and the charm is more long-lasting. ”

When he said this, Chu Fengci lifted the clay pot on his wrist, and the pale brown-red hot water suspended in the air instantly cut off, and only a drop of residual liquid stayed at the spout and condensed into a clear drop gem.

Chu Fengci's movements were very concise, and the speed was very fast—there was a feeling that the clouds and rivers were flowing in one go, so that after he finished brewing the Yunnan red, the tea attendant still couldn't react.

Fourteen cups of black tea are placed in front of you, the tea water is clear, and you can even see the tea leaves floating at the tips of the leaves, and the bottom of the white belly of the bamboo cup.

The young and handsome tea master put down the clay pot, but picked up the rough chopsticks again. Bamboo chopsticks made of green bamboo are tapped on a white dish full of candied fruits, making a crisp "ding" sound.

The tea waiter subconsciously glanced at the place where the white dish was struck.

Then the tea master stretched out a pair of slender hands in front of him, loosely pinching the pair of bamboo chopsticks.

"Take it. ”

The tea waiter took it with a confused face.

"Talk less, practice more. Chu Feng porcelain said succinctly.

The tea attendant still didn't respond.

There was no movement in his ears, and Chu Fengci frowned: "It's useless to just listen, and I can't let you interfere in my tea cooking, but it just happens that there is an opportunity to hone the tea art of newcomers in Yunnan Yunnan Hongli." However, put some candied fruit in it and pay attention to the portion, it should not make any big trouble. ”

“…… My lord, this is a game...... How can you ......" The tea waiter was even a little incoherent. Seeing the camera that followed me like a shadow, I hurriedly lowered my head, for fear that the red circles under my eyes would be photographed, but my eyes were jerky and painful, and my throat and eyes seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn't speak.

Obviously, Lord Ming didn't need him.

It is an honor to be able to make tea sets for adults.

Obviously, people like him should not tarnish the tea art of adults.

…… However, when he abandoned the ancient martial arts that he had practiced for more than a hundred years, wasn't it just for the dream of becoming a tea master? Why did he feel such a deep shame and sorrow when he touched it powerfully?

The tea waiter's past experience made him ashamed to speak, but he didn't want to hurt Lord Chu Jun because of this.

Stuck for a long time, looking at the pair of bamboo chopsticks still stretched out in front of him, the tea attendant breathed a sigh of relief, and finally planned to tell the truth, only hoping that Chu Fengci would not feel bad luck because of this: "Lord Chu Jun, I have always been insulated from the tea art, and the failure rate of all the tea leaves that I have brewed is almost ten...... You can rest assured, I just made bamboo cups, which is not in the way, and I have not touched Yunnan black tea leaves...... I...... I、I didn't mean to, I just didn't dare to say it...... I'm afraid ......"

Speaking of the back, he was already stammering, although the tea waiter's face looked calm, but a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on Chu Fengci, and the panic in it was about to overflow.

The tea ceremony is not a gamble, but it is also very important.

The so-called subtlety of the tea ceremony means that it is not just a copy of an action, a flavor can be brewed, and it can be called a tea ceremony - if that were the case, I am afraid that the machine qì people would have already taken over the work of the tea ceremony master.

The tea brewed must have a "spirit". It is these "spirits" that soothe the genes of the virtual manipulator's violence/chaos and prompt him to reorganize and become stronger.

Tea ceremony master, only one out of 10,000 people.

And this one, who may not be able to capture the "spirit", is destined to crawl at the bottom of the pyramid.

Chu Fengci frowned, his expression was sad.

The tea waiter bowed his head.

I heard Chu Fengci say coldly: "What does your failure to cook tea have to do with me, if you can be pulled into the water by you......" He paused, and the corners of his mouth gently provoked, "Then I really have to re-examine myself." ”

When Chu Feng porcelain took the second name that day, he used a more humble "Chu Jun", which was really wrong.

According to his attitude towards the tea ceremony, it is almost the same to take Chu Mad - he firmly believes that even if the combat power is divided by two, he can beat others to a mess.

“…… My lord!"

"Hurry up. Chu Fengci said a little impatiently, put the bamboo chopsticks into the hands of the tea waiter, and looked cold: "When the tea smell is gone, then put the honey-stained kumquat in, and the taste will be a little rushed." ”

The little tea waiter naturally didn't dare to delay any longer, and carefully picked up that little kumquat, feeling that the palms of his hands were steaming with sweat, and the whole person was extremely nervous.

He asked, "How much is good?"

The voice was still trembling.

Chu Feng porcelain: "......"

“…… Big, adult qaq?"

"Feel free to do so, not too much. Chu Fengci was speechless.

Then the little tea attendant glanced at Chu Fengci's not very pleasant face, but still mustered up the courage, and used the round bamboo chopsticks that had been rubbed in his hand to pick up a trace and put it into the Yunnan red.

The tea soup, which is as calm as a mirror and shimmers with a beautiful ruby color, is sunk into the beautiful kumquat stained with brewing. It is at the bottom of the bamboo cup, quietly reuniting with the stretched Yunnan red, at that moment, beautiful and elegant like a mime.

The room is filled with a strange fragrance.

A smile appeared on the corner of the tea ceremony's lips that was rare to look pleasant.

No matter how many times you cook tea, you will be surprised to smell such a strange aroma. Black tea is different from green tea, and such differences have a distinct experience in terms of color, aroma, and taste, but especially in the "fragrant" point, the sweet fragrance of black tea and the clarity of the tea soup are particularly desirable.

Even the little tea attendant was stunned.

Although the red color of the square is intoxicating, after putting in a little honey-stained kumquat, it is more like ......

Reborn from the ashes.

In the midst of the igniting flames, the Yunnan red tea suddenly bloomed!

And such a high-quality tea was actually born in his own hands, which made the little tea waiter feel more incredible and cherished.

He was more careful to light the fourteen cups of Yunnan red with the pen of the gods, just like the abyss red lotus opening one after another, and the beautiful scenery made him overwhelmed. Until the end, surrounded by the fragrance around me, I only inhaled a sip of the tea fragrance, and I felt comfortable and clear.

Chu Fengci said: "Okay." ”

The tea waiter hurriedly put down the bamboo chopsticks and took three steps back, a little panicked, as if he was afraid of touching those cups of Yunnan red.

When he was farther away, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There is still time for a stick of incense, and the game is about to end...... Later, a tea waiter will come and seal the tea in the time box, so as not to brew for too long and lose the best time to taste tea. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the door of the ashram squeak open. This time, it was not a stupid and cute mechanical hummingbird, but a gray-clothed tea attendant with his head down, holding a silver-gray metal box in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Lord Chujun, please hand over the good tea to the villain." ”

The gray-clothed tea waiter was much more respectful and humble than the tea waiter beside him, but Chu Fengci frowned secretly.

He asked, "Why not you?"

Tea Waiter: "Huh?"

After he reacted to what Chu Feng porcelain meant, he hurriedly replied: "The villain is only responsible for assisting you in cooking tea, and the rest of the things have always been separated from another tea servant." ”

Chu Fengci replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

I can't tell if it's dissatisfaction or satisfaction.

The little tea waiter's heart throbbed.

Chu Fengci had already said, "Put it up." ”

The gray-clothed tea attendant lowered his head and stepped forward, opening the silver-gray metal box in his hand, and it was vaguely visible that there were more than a dozen hollowed-out empty seats in it. As soon as the bamboo cup filled with black tea was put in, a silver gear cut out, firmly fixing the position of the bamboo cup.

The little tea waiter glanced at it, and saw that the tea surface was calm, and there was not a trace of ripples, and he couldn't help but sigh that he was worthy of being a tea waiter who was used to serve tea, and his hands were steady.

The gray-clothed tea waiter filled the fourteen cups of black tea, and then locked the time box. With a "click", countless sophisticated mechanisms instantly dissolved, firmly locking the black tea in it, and there was no key to pry it in the slightest.

After finishing the matter, the gray-clothed tea attendant bowed again and said with great respect: "Please allow the villain to retire." Holding the metal box, he walked out with great caution.

At this time, the camera and the transactor also flew out with the back of the gray-clothed tea attendant, after all, for the tea master, the part shown by them in the game has been done, and there is no reason and position to continue filming.

The Chu fans in front of the screen wailed in pain: We want to see the beautiful Lord Chujun, who wants to see how the tea servant in front of him walks

Even the tea masters are stunned and unfulfilled – they haven't yet mastered the special techniques of making black tea.

The little tea waiter held the emotion of sending his son away, and reluctantly watched a few cups of Yunnan red gradually move away. As soon as he turned around, he happened to crash into Chu Fengci's gaze, and he was stunned there.

Chu Fengci's eyes are very good-looking, those eyes are like a bottomless abyss, and like an endless night. When he stared at you, the little tea attendant felt goosebumps all over his body and stood up comfortably, although he knew that Lord Chu Jun couldn't see it, he still sincerely drowned in those eyes, but he felt a little creepy.

The black-haired tea master showed a very faint smile, and his delicate face was almost suffocating, but the question he asked made the little tea waiter fall into the ice cellar: "Have you ever wondered why you came to be my tea waiter?"

Little Tea Waiter: "!!"

How could a tea waiter like him, who has no "luck", be appointed to the competition to help the tea master cook tea.

Isolate him and exile him is the most correct thing to do.

…… But what if you want the tea master to lose?

"I know you have no ill will. Chu Fengci lowered his eyelashes and whispered. I fiddled with the honey-stained kumquat with bamboo chopsticks, and there was a casual look on my face.

The voice was so low that the little tea attendant could barely miss what he was saying.

"But......" The little tea waiter said in a trembling voice: "The one who can arrange the distribution of the tea waiter, the tea waiter who just took the black tea......"

Chu Feng porcelain: "......"

"He should be fine. The little tea waiter's face turned pale, as if he was about to explode in silence at any time, he pursed his lips and comforted: "The time box has been locked, forgive no one and no one has a chance to do anything on it." ”

Chu Fengci had already closed his eyes again, and his expression was calm: "Probably." ”

He doesn't care if he wins or loses the game.

But dare to do anything with the tea he makes.

- That really bothered him.