Pick three chrysanthemums, brew with hot water, bloom wantonly in a transparent glass, the petals are like jade, the stamens are like gold, the soup color is light green and clear, and the chrysanthemums are fluttering.

The fragrance is overflowing, and the fragrance of flowers lingers.

The young man held a clay pot, the hot water was boiling, and the hot water had already overflowed from the glass, but the young man was unconscious.

Under the cover of the wide long sleeves, the hand that looked extraordinarily white and thin was wrapped with many hideous scars, like a lingering nightmare.

"The first tea I learned to make was this flower tea. ”

He lifted the glass, not afraid of the heat, tilted slightly, and the hot tea slid down his wrist, leaving a terrible raised red mark.

As soon as he let go, the glass turned into sharp shards, and the three poor Hang Bai chrysanthemums were connected to the floor.

The middle-length black hair was messily scattered on the young man's shoulders, and his face, which was usually indifferent and stiff, rarely brought a gentle smile, which looked very pleasant.

The young man stepped on the shard of glass, holding a clay pot in his hand, standing in front of the man, his green clothes were stained with water, and the water in the clay pot splashed out and fell on the man's face.

The man's eyes widened from the heat, his look of fear was extremely harsh, and he struggled violently to make a sound.

"Master, please taste the apprentice's tea. ”

The wrist was slightly tilted, and the hot water went up and down, forming a hot jet of water, which fell on the man's face, blocking the man's almost miserable screams.

The boy lowered his eyelashes, falling a fine shadow, his expression was calm, his face was pale and bloodless, like a weak person who had been sick for a long time, harmless and quiet.

Outside gradually became noisy, a girl with a ponytail rushed in first, she was wearing a black and white sweatshirt, carrying a satchel on her shoulder, her complexion was slightly dark, her face was covered with dense sweat, and her whole person was sunny and healthy.

Seeing the scene in the tea room, she seemed extremely incredulous, especially when she saw her father's tragic situation, she couldn't help the tears rolling out of her eyes, and roared angrily, "Chu Fengci, are you human! My father adopted you, taught you the tea ceremony, and provided you with food and clothing, our family is sorry for you, and you repay us like this?"

"Oh?" Chu Fengci glanced back at her, his eyes were not ruthless, but he made people feel heartfelt tingling and fear.

"I, Chu Fengci, really thank you for your nurturing grace. The sound of counting down the seconds sounded.

"Thank you very much. ”

Boom -

In an instant, the flames were raging.

That loud noise made people get a moment of silence. The waves of qi slammed into the body, tearing at the broken limbs, time seemed to be slowed down, and you could clearly see the waves of fire rolling in front of you, devouring the living life, and then the next moment the eyes were blinded, and in front of them was a bright red, like a thick blood flower.

Abyssal silence.

Nothing can be seen.

…… Is this death?

The golden light is plated with the tender green branches and leaves, and the shadow cast on the stone surface is a small shadow, and the wind blows, forming an interesting picture.

The inexpensive porcelain bowl with the muddy well water is placed on a slightly higher bluestone, which is also exceptionally warm and clear in the sun. When you pick it up, the edge of the bowl is hot, and the well water inside naturally brings some heat.

Next to the bluestone stood a very young child, with a slightly yellowed shabby shirt like other children, a thin body, and a clean and neat white gauze covering his eyes, which was particularly conspicuous.

Ms. Qi Yun saw that Mr. Chen, who was from an extraordinary background, seemed to be very interested in the blindfolded child, as the person in charge of this welfare home, she said very understandingly, "That child's name is Chu Fengci, his parents seem to have died in Star Wars, and he only recently fell into the welfare home, and he somehow hurt his eyes, but unfortunately the welfare home does not have the ability to find a better doctor for him......"

Speaking of the back, there is a little regret and sorrow.

Seeing that Mr. Chen was still only staring at the child, Qi Yun was a little strange, and he couldn't help but look there. I couldn't help cursing when I saw it, the child was leaning on a large piece of bluestone and was pitifully groping for something, and the porcelain bowl filled with well water was placed on the top of the bluestone.

Qi Yun, who had just finished introducing the unity and friendship of the welfare home, hated the group of unconscious little ghosts in his heart, and explained with some embarrassment, "Feng Ci only came to the welfare home recently, and I don't know how to get along with everyone, and I will occasionally be pranked......."

Mr. Chen replied lightly: "After all, it's a child." ”

As if hearing Mr. Chen's dissatisfaction, Qi Yun became even more nervous, and couldn't help but add, "Actually, ......"

At this moment, a boy with neat short hair, older than the other children, smiled and showed his white teeth, and seemed to be very sunny.

He was a little taller than Chu Feng porcelain, and he got the bowl of water very smoothly and handed it to Chu Feng porcelain, "Little porcelain, take it and drink it." Call me next time you're bullied. ”

After speaking, he bent down and rubbed Chu Fengci's hair very affectionately.

When Chu Fengci's fingers touched the bowl, he seemed to tremble, as if he had been burned. But he still took the bowl very smoothly, took a small sip, and thanked him very obediently, "Thank you, Brother Wei Hong." ”

At this time, Qi Yun's face softened a little, thinking that Wei Hong was still quite long-faced at the important moment, and hurriedly introduced, "That's a child named Wei Hong, who is usually very stable, has a good heart and eyes, and likes to take care of young children, although he is a little older, but he is sensible." Mr. Chen, do you say?"

Chen Jiaxin nodded to himself, but he couldn't tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, so he walked over first, squatted down and asked the child named Wei Hong, "Your name is Wei Hong, my surname is Chen, would you like to help me lead the way?"

This kind of question is very attractive to the children in the welfare home, and Wei Hong, who has always been hearty, knew very well what this sentence represented, so he replied very loudly: "Of course! Mr. Chen, I hope to ...... Can show you the way!"

Although he is young, Wei Hong's handsome facial features are already very good-looking, his eyes are good-looking, and his temperament is also good, so he should be a very refreshing beautiful man in the future.

Qi Yun also looked at him with relief as if he was a mother.

Chen Jiaxin went to see the blindfolded little boy again, and unexpectedly found that the boy was also very good-looking, even in a place like the welfare home, he was not starved to the yellow face and thin muscles, but his skin was fair and delicate, but the blood color was a little bad.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the white gauze tied to the boy's eyes, there was some obsession in his eyes, and he said, "It's a pity......"

The boy took two steps back very calmly, his hands were steady, and his steps were a little too big to let the water in the bowl spill out.

Chen Jiaxin's face turned a little cold.

Qi Yun couldn't help but secretly squint at Chu Fengci, the disgust and disgust that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, and the kid who was full of malice seemed to be a little dazed.

Instead, he put on an apologetic and gentle face, "I'm sorry, this kid is too timid...... After all, I didn't know much since I was a child, and I was afraid of everything. Only Xiaohong can follow him for two points. ”

Wei Hong also said very well-behaved, "Yes, Mr. Chen, don't be angry, Xiao Porcelain has never seen the world, and he is still a child." ”

"How could I be angry. Chen Jiaxin has always put away his violent temper very well outside, and replaced it with a gentle gentleman's face, but his eyes are already a little disdainful.

After speaking, he walked towards the bamboo forest in the distance intentionally or unintentionally, as if he had accidentally ignored the little child, "Ms. Qi will take me to visit the welfare home, by the way, Wei Hong can also introduce it to me." ”

Qi Yun followed behind and smiled gently, and didn't talk much, giving Wei Hongbiao a chance, after all, it was the right thing to let Mr. Chen accept the children in their welfare home.

Wei Hong was only a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy, and he forgot his little abacus in a blink of an eye, and he was very attentive and lively with joy. Thinking that there would probably be a good life in the future, and he could be a family member with this gentle Mr. Chen, he was also a little excited.

Busy currying favor with introducing all kinds of things, showing his capable and obedient side, but forgetting the "little porcelain" he had just treated gently.

Chu Fengci, who was left in place, stood for a long time in the direction where the group left, even if he couldn't see it, he could feel that the group of people had probably gone away.

Played a good show.

Wei Hong promised the reward, don't forget to give.

Chu Fengci took two more sips of the bowl of warm water and soaked his somewhat dry lips.

That Mr. Chen is gentle on the surface, but like the person who once adopted him, he is just a bird/beast in human skin, and no matter how gentle he is, he can't hide the violence and sadistic desire/desire in his eyes.

Even so, seeing Wei Hong walking towards a point of no return, Chu Fengci never stopped it.

Just like that Ms. Qi Yun, she also noticed that gentleman's disobedience, but she still chose to send the children in the courtyard out with a smile on her face and enthusiasm.

Standing on tiptoe slightly, he placed the broken porcelain bowl in his hand firmly on the bluestone.

The sun changed direction, and the shade of the trees made half of the bluestone their own. So the bowl of well water was half immersed in the sun, and half was covered by the fine shadows that had been cut up.

In any case, this welfare home must not stay.

Adopted as you once was, repeating the same mistakes.

Chu Fengci carefully pondered the skills he had learned, and found with a little distress that as an adopted son who had been adopted by a tea ceremony family, in addition to tea art, only those diplomatic rhetoric and etiquette common sense had appeared in his textbooks.

Although the tea ceremony is highly regarded by the upper class, no one cares about this elegant art when it is not enough to fill their stomachs......

Wait a minute?

Very strange memories came to mind.

It seems to be a young man in a tea ceremony robe, using very clumsy techniques, and absolutely unsatisfactory water temperatures, utensils, and jerky and chaotic steps, to spoil ...... A cup of green tea was brewed.

Countless people cheered and looked at the young man with longing and adoration, and a man who looked dusty and wept with joy and wept to the young man.

In memory, this is a respected tea master.

Associated with this is a profession called a virtual manipulator.

Virtual manipulator, that is, using flexible fingers and a small amount of mental power in the virtual buttons, constantly forming various commands, manipulating micro mecha and even giant mecha battles, a certain chance to manipulate life objects is a respected profession.

Among them, the outstanding ones will be used as a combat force to protect the country, and some will form an interstellar mercenary group on their own, which is not governed by regional planetary laws, but is suppressed by federal laws.

…… Of course, collective organizations that do not comply with federal law are called private soldiers or star thieves.

The reason why the tea master is respected in my memory is that every virtual master will fall into a short-term state of rage after the battle, and over time he will even become more and more strict, becoming bloodthirsty, violent, and intellectually uncontrollable.

The tea master has the ability to sort out the feelings, among which the famous tea brewed by the tea master can alleviate or even relieve the violent state, and greatly improve the ability of the virtual master, and it is not difficult to break through the bottleneck.

The ancient earth, which is the origin star of ninety percent of tea, has also been perfectly protected and valued by the stars.

…… What the hell is this?

The sudden burst of memory was accompanied by extreme pain in his head, and even if he smoothed out his thoughts, this huge amount of information still made Chu Fengci freeze for two seconds.

The tea ceremony is just the tea ceremony, in this world...... It seems to be getting weird.

However, if you remember the clumsy tea art, you can also be called a tea master......

Assuming that there is no assistance from external forces such as spiritual power, or the influence of cultural differences, Chu Fengci can confirm that his level is above that of the tea master.

Even if he can't see with his eyes, he has long been regarded as instinct by Chu Feng porcelain for the matter of cooking tea.

As a tea master who may have great potential, Chu Fengci is seriously thinking about the possibility of learning virtual manipulation techniques.

Looks like this profession...... Very money-burning?