The one hundred and sixty-seventh round

Originally, the fate master wanted to invite Ruqi over. If you love to play and watch, come to WWW. LＷXＳ５２０。 ＣＯＭ

However, he saw that Ruqi was very introverted, thinking that he must not be good at talking to strangers, if there was a familiar Qin Ying, Ruqi would probably be able to let go a little, and having outsiders could still relieve Ruqi's embarrassment.

Qin Ying knew that Li Chunfeng often gave it to the Yuan Shi to collect some rare tea cakes from the East and West Markets, and she had always been interested in exploring delicious and delicious food, but because she was not familiar with the Yuan Shi, she never dared to visit the Yuan Shi, and by the way, she drank a bowl of tea soup cooked by him.

The fate master is deeply appreciated by the eldest grandson queen. Every month, on the fifteenth day of the new lunar month, the master will be invited to recite the sutra for the queen, of course, there is a curtain hanging in the middle of the main hall, and they cannot see each other's descriptions, only hear.

He had a characteristic when he recited sutras for the queen: he offered tea soup in front of the Buddha statue. It is said that after the bowl of tea soup is offered to the Buddha, the taste becomes very different.

Although the queen will not taste the cooled tea soup, she will also ask her personal maid Xiaozheng to bring it over and taste the fragrance.

The eldest grandson and queen, who is the mother of a country, didn't have the opportunity to drink the tea of the Yuan Master, how could Qin Ying miss the golden opportunity and refuse the invitation of the Yuan Master?

Although Su Huan was not like Qin Ying, he was preoccupied with eating and drinking, but he thought that he was going to make peace with the Yuan Shi and ventilate the matter of Silla sending Tang envoys to the court, so he also agreed.

The Venerable Master's room was a cubicle, the outside was a retreat room for the monks, and the inside was the bedroom for him to sleep.

The layout of the quiet room is very simple, but it can reveal the owner's feelings. For example, the tall bottle erected in the corner of the room, the texture of the slender neck flowing clouds, at first glance looks very ordinary, and the second glance will be admirable.

After the master pushed the door open. Qin Yingruqi and Su Huan came in one by one, and consciously found a seat on the side of the long table.

Qin Ying's eyes looked curiously at the interior layout, and deeply felt that it was a pity that this person was a monk.

A whole set of tea was placed on the table, and three clean porcelain cups were placed in front of him, and the master raised the red clay stove.

He is usually a person who speaks very little, and when he intersects with Li Chunfeng, it is Li Chunfeng who is responsible for saying that he is responsible for listening; Now invite a few people. The fate master also did not show his landlord friendship. Bring up the tranquil atmosphere in the house.

Ruqi was still a little overwhelmed when he sat down, but when he saw a complete set of three-color teacups on the table, his eyes couldn't move anymore. He cautiously held out his hand. Play with one of the teacups.

Qin Ying sat opposite the Yuan Master, and when she saw him elegantly pick up the bamboo clip and take out a tea cake, she couldn't stay idle, so she took the initiative to kneel over. He took it upon himself to put the tea cake into a copper mill.

“…… Wait a minute. Before Qin Ying could start the grinder, the fate master stopped her with one hand. The tea cake was re-clipped by his bamboo clip.

She looked at Master Yuan for some reason, and asked wordlessly: Shouldn't the tea cakes be crushed now and boiled in the pot later?

The master looked at her with a smile and did not speak. Bake the fire with the tea cakes.

"Roast the tea before grinding. Otherwise, the brewed tea will have one less fragrance. The surface of the tea cake gradually turned golden, and the master leaned in, and the tip of his nose lingered with a delicate breath. He put the tea cake on an empty plate and covered it with a plain white veil. to ensure that its fragrance is not lightly discharged.

Qin Ying lowered her head embarrassedly, only then did she realize that she had helped with kindness.

The fire was beating vigorously, Qin Ying took a hand, moved the small pot to the stove with the fate master, and retreated to the side.

Su Huan's eyes looked at Qin Ying's side with interest, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw her sitting back in place, as if to say, since you are a layman in making tea, don't make up for it.

Qin Ying felt as if he had sensed it, and immediately looked back at him and opened his teeth menacingly.

The two of them were eyebrow-to-eye, and they were not noticed. The master grinds the tea cake intently until the round tea cake turns into a turquoise powder. And Ruqi's attention has always been short-sighted, just that delicate porcelain cup can make him unable to return to his senses for a long time.

For a while, no one spoke, only the slight sound of water was heard floating in the ears.

Qin Ying was finally able to understand a little bit of the reason why Master Yuan was so silent. Perhaps it was because he loved this unique quietness and ease.

The freshly ground tea powder was coarse and fine, and the master looked at the color for a while, frowned and brought a delicate sieve, carefully filtered the powder, and put it on a plate for later use.

At this time, the water in the pot also slowly bubbled, like a fish's eyes, and the master wiped his hands and took a small spoon of seasoning spices and sprinkled it in. When the sound of water increased, he took a large bowl of water at his side, and then poured the tea powder evenly into the pot.

The bamboo clip drew circles and stirred the gradually turbidizing water, and the master stared unblinkingly at the bubbles on the water surface and piled up.

The water scrambled to rise from the bottom to the top, the bowl of water was poured into it just to boil, and when the tea soup was all calm, I saw the fine foam like a pearl, just by looking at it, I already knew that the kung fu contained in this pot of tea was not simple.

The timing of the whole tea making process was grasped by him just right, and it was not bad at all.

Qin Ying thought that she had been learning to make tea for more than ten years, and she should be considered a teacher, but today she saw the smooth movements of the fate teacher, and her expression was calm and relaxed, and she sighed that she was still one hundred and eighty miles away from his realm.

The master silently presented tea and soup to a few of them, and did not say hello, squinting and tasting it to himself.

Fortunately, the people sitting in this room, except for Qin Ying, are all elegant people who can drink tea, and Su Huan can see the subtlety of this tea from the color of the tea soup; Ruqi has not drunk less tea in the past two years, under the influence of Daoxuanshi, the tea cake he used is not a hundred catties, but also a hundred taels, he can feel when he looks down and smells it, this cup of tea is much better than what he has drunk in the past.

It is clear that what the master does is similar to the tea making process in Ruqi's memory, but the final effect is so different, why is it ...... Ruqi tilted his head and thought a little stupid, and almost spilled the tea he served.

Qin Ying never cares about the details of drinking tea, only when the tea soup is used to quench her thirst, she drank half a cup of five or three coarsely, and only after smacking her lips did she find that her mouth was fragrant, but it was too late, the essence of the whole cup of tea soup was in the tea foam, and she had already sacrificed it to the Five Organs Temple.

Su Huan's heart was full of admiration for the fate master, and his face was full of quiet momentum, slowly tasting the endless taste of bitterness in the fragrance, and the corners of his lips were slightly tilted into a smile.

Although he didn't want to see Li Chunfeng of the Daomen, he didn't dislike Li Chunfeng's friend Yuanshi. Su Huan thinks that the two of them are not people all the way, and it is a complete accident that they can be friends side by side for so many years. (To be continued.) )

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