"Squeak, I'll take you home, Yi'er, bury the color pig first, and come back too." Ziyan figured out something and walked away with a squeak.

On the way back, it was still so quiet, squeaky and obediently curled up in Ziyan's arms, quiet like a plush toy, Ziyan was completely different from the mood when she came, the totems on her forehead had disappeared, and her compassion was gradually restored.

Those who lost their consciousness gradually recovered in the circuit of purple smoke, except for the animal life that had disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

Yi'er looked at the pig-permeated pig still in her arms, tears pouring down.

I still remember that it was 600 years ago, a pink little pig, wagging its tail behind her every day, and she laughed and called it a bewitching pig.

I still remember that it was the first time it took on a human form, although it was chubby, but it was still handsome, which made Yi'er have a heart and sprout.

"Yi'er, will I marry you in the future?" Lust Pig confesses to her for the first time.

"Yi'er, I will protect you in the future." Luster swore an oath for the first time.

A qiē and a qiē are all vivid, but now, it is dead in front of itself.

Yi'er cried bitterly while digging the soil on the ground little by little with her hands, without using any spiritual power, just like that. Fortunately, her body is protected by aura, otherwise these hands would definitely be cut like this.

She held the corpse of the colored pig, gently put it into the dug pit, put the colored pig in, she laid a simple anti-soil charm, waterproof charm, anti-insect charm, etc., everything that could be thought of, the spell that could protect the corpse of the colored pig was used on the body of the colored pig.

She buried the soil with her spiritual power, didn't dare to look back again, didn't dare to stay for another moment, and flew back to the Shangcheng community with her wings outstretched.

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The contradiction of the misunderstanding is not so easy to solve, Ziyan misunderstood that Yi'er hurt Squeak, so he killed Yi'er's beloved pig, so Ziyan and Yi'er didn't speak again for a long time, and Squeak became a microphone for two people.

Ziyan couldn't pull her face to talk to Yi'er, after all, she killed Yi'er's beloved pig, and Yi'er hated herself, this was all her own sin, she couldn't complain about others, she also hated Phoenix, but if anyone did such a thing to her pig, she would also kill that person.

On this day, Yi'er didn't go anywhere at home, Ziyan was a little embarrassed, so she left a squeaky mouse at home and ran to Xingde Tea House by herself.

The business of the tea house seems to be good, the house is full, all the tables are full of guests, Cheng Yan saw Ziyan coming, so he introduced her to the VIP room inside.

The VIP room was really full of acquaintances, Zhu Xingxue and Ouyang Qing, but Duan Pingjun was nowhere to be seen, Ziyan sat down very casually, and asked, "Pingjun, isn't he a light bulb that likes to be the two of you, why didn't he follow it today?" You didn't call me for tea, or did I come to the door myself? ”

"Pingjun went to the capital with his father, saying that he would only come back in half a month, just because he was gone, and the two of us wanted to have separate time. I didn't think about it, I just walked a big light bulb, and a small light bulb came, I see if you did it on purpose, to pick up Pingjun's class? "Zhu Gongzi is obviously not angry, and he can't be happy if he gets a light bulb.

Purple Smoke grinned and said with a smile: "You can see it!" I'll come here when I'm free, I heard that the new Longjing is good, give it a soak? ”

Ziyan raised his head and said to Li Mu, blinking as he spoke, and his naughty appearance made Li Mu lose in an instant, so he had to go to get the new Ming Qian Longjing this year.

Green tea, when drunk in spring, tea after a winter of deposition, nutrients are grown on the head stubble, plus the water vapor before the rain before the Ming Dynasty, the temperature is not high, the tea picking, tender but not astringent, is the best tea.

Before the Ming Dynasty, the buds and leaves of Longjing are not dark green, but the kind of yellow-green is preferred, of course, it is not the yellow-green that was formed after being placed for more than half a year, but the tender yellow-green, the bud head is delicate, a bud and a leaf, or simply the bud head, this tender tea, even if you eat it directly, it will be delicious, and it is not the kind of tea that is out of season to compare.

The tea leaves brought by Li Mu were first appreciated, the tea leaves were really delicate and flat, flat and smooth, the buds and leaves were less than one centimeter, the color was verdant and yellowish, shiny, and the aroma of dry tea was fresh and not strong.

Li Mu uses a glass pot and a glass cup, Longjing tea leaves are delicate, and it is not suitable to use purple sand and other insulated tea sets, not only glass pots, glass bowls, but also porcelain pots and porcelain bowls.

Warm pot, warm cup, warm cup in one go.

The tea leaves are about spread all over the bottom of the pot, about 5g, Li Mu slowly poured it into the teapot with the water that has already been dried, and the tea leaves tumble up and down with the momentum of the water, which is very beautiful.

Because green tea belongs to non-fermented tea, it is a tea made directly after being picked and sun-greened, so for this relatively tender tea, the water temperature is best controlled at 70-85 degrees, the better the tea, the more delicate the tea, the lower the water temperature, so as not to destroy the nutrients of the tea.

In about 30 seconds, the tea soup came out, and Li Mu poured tea for everyone.

Ziyan picked up the glass and smelled it, the aroma was like chestnut fragrance, with a hint of grassy fragrance, which made Ziyan, who had been bored in her heart, feel a lot more open. The color of the tea soup is green and the soup is slightly yellow, without impurities.

After taking a sip, the aroma of the tea soup went straight to the heart, and the feeling of fragrance made people's minds shake and sober up a lot, except that the taste was a little light, but it was excellent.

The more tender the green tea, the lighter the taste when you drink it, and you can't even feel the preservation of the taste buds, but the smell is very sweet.

Ziyan is more and more fond of drinking tea, whether it is the Pu'er he drank at the beginning, or the black tea he drank later, plus today's green tea, it makes Ziyan feel that tea is really a good thing.

It's a pity that Squeak didn't bring it, and it's impossible to bring Squeak to the teahouse, so she can only learn it herself and go back to Squeak and drink it, but she never figured it out, can Squeak's taste buds drink the quality of tea? Ziyan shook her head when she thought of this, whatever, good things have to squeak anyway.

The second tea brewing time is slightly shorter, about 20 seconds, this tea soup taste is richer than the first one, leaving a sweet taste in the mouth.

After three brews of tea, the taste is almost gone, and it is about to be thrown away, but Li Mu put it away, Ziyan wondered and asked: "Li Mu, if you don't throw away this tea, what are you doing when you put it away?" ”

Li Mu smiled and said: "This kind of good tea, it's a pity to lose it, go home and mix it with eggs, stir-fried, it's delicious, this is Longjing eggs." ”

As soon as it came to eating, Ziyan's eyes lit up, but when she thought that the kitchen at home was empty, she didn't even have the dishes and chopsticks, and she didn't even have oil and salt, so she still had to come over, but her eyes kept staring at Zhu Xingxue. (Literature Zone-Short Story Network enxuequ.)