Chapter Twenty-Three: The Mountain Road Meets Again
Two days later, two horse-drawn carriages detoured the mountain road from Beixi Village and headed for Dongchuan Town.
The car in front was full of tea leaves and tea utensils, and Xia Qingyun sat alone in the carriage behind.
The workshop of the root tea table has begun to dig the foundation, and the tea garden and workshop have to be watched, so she left Xia Huayun to help her father and mother, and went to deliver the goods to the Huangfu family herself.
Xia Qingyun felt a little stuffy sitting in the carriage, so he lifted the curtain and let the wind in.
April is coming to an end, the taste of early summer is gradually getting stronger, the mountains and rivers are becoming more and more verdant, and there is a trace of water vapor in the air.
The villagers with the baskets on their backs sang mountain songs as they walked, and the songs drifted through the valley, and there were bursts of echoes. The mountains in the distance were covered with rain and mist, and the mountains were like smoke. Light purple and crimson mountain flowers are dotted on the cliffs, just like a painting of ink and green mountains.
The horse-drawn carriage travels along the winding mountain path through the picturesque scenery. Xia Qingyun closed his eyes, letting the early summer breeze blow the hair on his sideburns.
Suddenly, the carriage shook violently, and a somewhat lazy male voice came into his ears, "Qingyun, it's early." β
"Is that you?" Xia Qingyun was taken aback.
Jin Million jumped into the carriage out of nowhere.
The carriage was a little cramped for him who was tall, and as soon as he came in, he sat down next to Xia Qingyun, straightened his slender legs, and turned his head to look at Xia Qingyun.
The hot air he exhaled blew onto her earlobe, crispy and itchy. A male-specific aura emanated from him, causing Xia Qingyun to panic in his heart.
"What are you doing?" Xia Qingyun stretched out his hand and wanted to push him away, but he only pushed his upper body crookedly.
Jin Million sat upright, no longer looked at Xia Qingyun, and spit out three words on his thin lips: "I miss you." β
Two red clouds rose on Xia Qingyun's face, and his heart thumped. She took a deep breath and said calmly, "Master Jin, it's too rude to come uninvited, right?" β
"Disciples of the mountains, how can they know how to be polite." The corners of Jin Million's mouth hooked, "Or, I'll go down first?" And then come up again with a hello? β
People don't want to be invincible in the world, Xia Qingyun scolded in his heart.
"Didn't you say you'd come back in seven days? It's only been two days. β
"How?" Jin Million turned his head again, his dark eyes staring at her, "The count is so clear, are you also thinking about me?" β
Xia Qingyun bit his lip and turned his head to the other side to ignore him. This kind of faceless and skinless person should not have talked to him in the first place!
Jin Million leaned into her ear and whispered in a hoarse voice, "You blush." Are you angry with me, or are you shy? β
Xia Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore, so he retracted his leg and kicked it fiercely on Jin Million's thigh.
"Shhhh β
"Get out!" After Xia Qingyun finished speaking, she closed her lips and closed her eyes, she made up her mind that no matter what he said, she would not speak again.
"The lady speaks, how dare she disobey for the husband?" Jin Million chuckled.
Xia Qingyun only felt that her cherry lips were lightly pecked, and then the light laughter left the carriage. She opened her eyes angrily, and the shadow of the golden million was long gone.
"Damn it!" She cursed and rubbed the back of her hand on her mouth.
Half an hour later, the carriage drove outside the courtyard of the emperor's house, and the little maid at the door saw Xia Qingyun get off the carriage and hurriedly ran in to deliver the message.
"Miss Xia, I'm looking forward to you!" The emperor was laughing and greeting him.
"Uncle Zheng, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come to harm?" Xia Qingyun smiled and bowed.
She handed the basket in her hand to Huang Fuzheng, "This is the freshly picked pu cabbage and fresh wild duck eggs in the morning, bring it to Zhengbo to taste." β
"Miss Xia has a heart," Huangfu was taking the basket briskly, "I really haven't eaten fresh pu vegetables for a long time, and this wild duck egg, fried and drunk, is the most delicious." Come inside, please, the young master has been waiting for Miss Xia early in the morning. β
Huangfu Xiangdong was pacing in the living room, and when he heard the sound of Huangfu talking to Xia Qingyun, he sat down on a chair and held a book in his hand.
"Young master, Miss Xia is here."
"Oh, Miss Xia, please." Huangfu said to the east, put down the book in his hand, and got up to salute.
"Childe is polite." Xia Qingyun sat down, took out the delivery list and handed it to Huangfu Xiangdong, "This is the bill of goods this time, according to the quantity of the first batch of supplies on the contract, it is not a lot." Childe can order people to take samples of all kinds of tea at will and brew them for inspection. Also, there are two new patterns in the tea tube sent this time, and some improvements have been made to the tea utensils. β
Huangfu was busy saying, "No need to call someone, I'll go for a run." So saying, he went out of the house.
"Miss Xia, I heard that your family is building a new house, but it has all been built?" Huangfu Xiangdong heard from Zhengbo that Xia Qingyun was going to sell mussel shells and Ming Wa, so he asked specifically.
"Thanks to the timely delivery of the Ming tile by the Huangfu family's business, the yard has now been built, but the furniture is still unfinished. Mr. Lao was worried. Xia Qingyun replied.
"It's hard work, why worry about it." Huangfu Xiangdong took out a small box from his sleeve, put it on the table and pushed it in front of Xia Qingyun. "I went to the capital and sent the tea to my father and mother to taste. They were pleasantly surprised, and told me to thank you properly, which is a little bit of my care. β
Xia Qingyun took it gently, the outside of the box was colorful cloisonnΓ© enamel, and on the dark blue velvet inside lay a white mutton fat hosta.
She closed the lid and pushed the box back again, "This is too precious, forgive the little girl for being disrespectful and not accepting the gift from the child." β
The hairpin, also known as scratching the head, is often used as a token of love between men and women to express their love in the Qi country. Not only that, but the hairpin also has the symbol of 'wife'.
Legend has it that an infatuated girl, carefully made a hairpin for her lover, one day, she heard that the lover had another love, married another woman as a wife, sad, she resolutely burned the hairpin, and "when the wind blows its ashes", in order to show her determination not to be a concubine.
Although Xia Qingyun didn't know if Huangfu Xiangdong was engaged, there was an innocent business relationship between the two. In her previous life, she had always been a person who had a clear distinction between public and private affairs, and she did not like to mix personal feelings with business. So she would never accept this hairpin.
Huangfu Xiangdong's face turned red, and his expression became unnatural. It was the first time he had specially bought a gift for a woman, and he carefully selected it for a long time, who knew that people didn't want it at all.
"Miss Xia, don't, don't get me wrong," Huangfu Xiangdong was nervous and stuttered, "I don't mean anything else, I happened to accompany my mother and sister to Jingfangzhai to buy things that day, looking at this hairpin is elegant and chic, just worthy of Miss Xia's temperament, so I bought it by the way and gave it to the girl." β
"Childe is too polite!" Xia Qingyun smiled lightly, "Qingyun is a woman in the mountains and wilderness, and she picks tea in the tea garden every day, she can't compare to the young lady of a big family, it's a pity to take it." Since Childe has sisters, leave it to them, and it's not in vain that you took the trouble to choose it. β
Huangfu Xiangdong wanted to persuade Xia Qingyun to accept it again, but saw that Huangfu was holding two tea tubes and bamboo boxes in his hands, followed by two small men carrying tea bags and walked in.
"Young master, these two are the newly made tea tubes of Qingyun Tea Garden, and there are nine-piece tea sets in the box, as well as two kinds of tea leaves of the best and the best, and I took one bag each."
Huangfu was instructing the little servant to put the tea bag on the table, and at the same time put the tea tube in his hand next to it, and opened the lid of the bamboo box, waiting for his young master to inspect it.
"Tea is also intoxicating, why do you need wine, books can be fragrant, I don't need flowers." Huangfu picked up another tea tube to the east, "Draw river water to cook new tea, and buy all the green mountains as a picture screen." Wonderful! What a wonderful sentence! Miss Xia, I dare to say that with these two poems, this tea tube will be in short supply in the capital! β
He took out the tea utensils one by one from the bamboo box, and asked them for their names and functions as he took them.
Xia Qingyun started from the tea and talked until the tea towel, and after saying it again, she smiled and said: "It's hard to remember it, since Zhengbo took the tea leaves, then I will use them to demonstrate, and the son can also taste the newly made high-grade white peony and Baihao silver needle, what is the difference between the first product and the best one?" β
The emperor couldn't ask Dongzheng for anything, so he hurriedly ordered someone to boil water, fetch a teapot and a teacup, and sat down around the table together.
Xia Qingyun said: "There is a lot of tea brewed today, so you might as well order someone to move a small red clay stove over, and you can drink it as you burn." β
Huangfu went down according to his instructions to the east, just waiting to see Xia Qingyun make tea.
In his eyes, Xia Qingyun's raised hand, lowered his eyebrows, and smiled, all of which were a beautiful scenery. Such a delicate and elegant woman coupled with a faint fragrance of tea, this picture is deeply imprinted in his heart.
Xia Qingyun cocked his orchid fingers, untied the muslin tea bag embroidered with 'high-grade white silver needles', took out the tea leaves with tea and placed them on the tea lotus, and pushed them in front of the two of them for review.
When the water boils, she scalds the pot like flowing water, warms the cup, takes the tea leak to the mouth of the pot, and uses the thick end of the tea needle to pluck the tea into the pot, high flush, low bubble.
The brewed tea soup is filtered through the tea net, poured into the fair cup, and then evenly poured into the tea cup of the two by the fair cup.
Place the tea cup on top of the saucer, and hold it lightly with the jade hand, first respect the emperor to the east, and then respect the emperor to the east.
After that, he took a brown tea towel to wipe the water stains on the table, and looked at the master and servant with a smile.
"Good tea!" Huangfu took a sip of the teacup to the east, "But this high-grade white silver needle is no different from the best in drinking." β
Xia Qingyun said with a smile: "There is no comparison between this kind of tea alone, so it is impossible to completely distinguish the subtle differences between the two teas. Wait for me to make another cup of the best Baihao silver needle, and the son will naturally know after the taste. β
As she spoke, she took another set of teapots and teacups, opened the muslin tea bag embroidered with 'the best Baihao silver needle', and brewed a pot according to the procedure just now.
"Childe, please taste it again."
Huangfu picked up the tea cup to the east, first looked at the color of the tea soup, then smelled the aroma, and finally took a light sip.
After three sips, he put down the teacup and praised: "Sure enough, as Miss Xia said, in comparison, the best Baihao silver needle is more elegant and clean, sweet and sweet." In contrast, the high-grade Baihao silver needle is a little more green, and the tea soup is also a little jerky. But if you don't drink the two together, the top taste is also excellent! β
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