Tian Zhenyu walked to the study with his legs pulled, Tian Chuqi saw his father's anxious appearance, and followed behind uneasily. As soon as he walked to the door of the study, the door curtain was lifted, and Xia Qingyun walked out behind Zhou.

"Uncle Tian, what's the hurry?" She asked with a smile.

"Little, Miss" Tian Zhenyu stuttered a little as soon as he was in a hurry, "This writing is too exciting!" Can I take it back and look at it slowly? ”

"I just want Uncle Tian to help you polish it again." Xia Qingyun replied with a smile. These days, she gets along with the Tian family, and she has also seen several articles written by Tian Zhenyu, so she gave him the book.

"As long as Miss can be trusted, bag, wrap it on me!"

After eating, Xia Qingyun wrote a letter to his family, asking the tea garden to send 500 catties of ordinary tea and 200 catties of high-grade tea to Yuzhou, and at the same time told his father and mother that he would have to delay some time before returning to Beixi. wrote a secret letter to Si Hong Bowen, called Hua Fu, and asked him to hand it over to Yingmen.

In the secret letter, she asked Sihong Bowen to use the power of the shadow gate to find some young women and train them to be tea masters and luthiers. She didn't want to trouble Si Hong Bowen, but Yuzhou was not familiar with the place, and the tea was exchanged in the tea house a few days ago, so after thinking about it, she still felt that the person who was found by Tongguò Yingmen was more reliable.

Although she has the experience of her previous life, but at present, tea has not been recognized in Qi country, and the business of the tea house has not improved. In addition, she didn't find a suitable shopkeeper, and the daily chores were piled up on her, which made her quite tired.

"Is Miss in there?" Tian Chuqi's voice came from the door.

"Chuqi?" Xia Qingyun was a little surprised, Tian Chuqi usually silently rushed to help the tea house and the mansion work. Rarely spoken, I don't know why I took the initiative to come to her today.

"Miss, I don't know what to say." Tian Chuqi was a little restrained.

The clear-eyed young man hesitated and said, "Miss, my mother and I just went to the teahouse and found that there were almost no guests. ”

He looked up and saw Xia Qingyun's encouraging eyes, and then said: "I used to deliver goods to the academies and painting academies on the left bank, and sometimes those literati and scholars made the right questions, and sometimes they would add some color to the fun, nothing more than a few taels of silver, or some calligraphy and paintings. The door of the private room in our teahouse is still empty. If you invite some literati to come to the teahouse to hold a poetry party. First, it can attract popularity, and second, choose some nouns and sentences to hang outside the private room, and those literati have a light on their faces. In the future, I am more willing to bring my friends to have tea. ”

"My mother's body is also in good shape. I always want to do something for Miss. My mother used to help my grandfather take care of the piano shop, and she did everything in the shop, and she could also help the young lady share some of the burden. At leisure. You can also play the piano in the teahouse, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all liked by literati and ink writers, and maybe, you can attract some guests to the teahouse. ”

Tian Chuqi finished speaking in one breath and looked at Xia Qingyun worriedly. In his eyes, Xia Qingyun is not as arrogant as the eldest lady of other rich and noble families. She was plainly dressed, and her tone to her subordinates and men was kind but strict, with a hint of mystery. That's why I mustered up the courage to speak out about myself. What he didn't expect was that this coincided with Xia Qingyun's idea.

Xia Qingyun nodded happily and said, "Good idea!" You think about it a little more carefully and make a whole set of plans. Also, have you discussed the matter of Fuqin with your mother? ”

"Mother is willing." After getting Xia Qingyun's affirmation, Tian Chuqi seemed much more confident, "Then I'll go and sum it up with my mother." ”

After Tian Chuqi left, Xia Qingyun flashed into the Ruyi Treasure Pavilion and sat on the grass by the lake and thought quietly.

The business is getting bigger and bigger, and it is not possible to do without a few effective assistants around you. The Tian family is knowledgeable, loyal and simple, and their brains are also active, if they are cultivated, they will definitely be able to become their right-hand men in the future. Once the tea house and teahouse in Yuzhou are on the right track, they will be able to spare their energy to continue to plan that big event, but if this big thing doesn't have tens of millions of taels of silver, I'm afraid it won't be done.

The orders of the Huangfu firm have increased slightly, and the income is only more than 200,000 taels per month. Qingyun Tea Garden's output has increased several times, and new teas such as Tieguanyin are not more shelf-stable than white teas, so new sales channels must be opened.

She thought of Huangfu going south, and she didn't know if his merchant ships had arrived in Fanbang, if it was like in her previous life, Fanbang liked to drink black tea, and it was also a lot of income to be trafficked overseas.

A whirlwind blew over her, interrupting her thoughts. Qingmei and Qinglan stood in front of her hand in hand, with a hint of excitement in their smiles, "Sister Qingyun, come quickly!" We have made a new kind of tea, you can taste it. ”

Qingmei couldn't help but say, and dragged her to the tea room.

As soon as the lid of the cup is lifted, the fresh fragrance of jasmine comes to the nose.

"Incense?" Since she arrived in Yuzhou, she has been thinking about making some jasmine tea, but she has been entangled in trivial matters, and she has not calmed down.

Took a sip of the teacup, and then looked carefully at the cup, the clear tea soup is like a secluded pool, the leaves are pale green and countable, there is a snow-white, like a jasmine flower that is not open, the faint green is lined with a little snow white, like a snow plum floating on it, pleasing to the eye, comfortable and clear.

"Jasmine silver needles made of green snow buds, nine holes?"

Xia Qingyun mentioned the nine kilns, which refers to the use of nine batches of budding jasmine buds and tea leaves together, so that the tea leaves can fully absorb the fragrance of the flowers, and then the dried flowers are sifted out, leaving only a small amount for decorating the tea soup. The jasmine tea made by this method can be called the best without losing its fragrance after brewing for a long time.

"Sister Qingyun, you said last time that Yuzhou is rich in jasmine, so we want to make some flower tea, maybe the locals prefer this taste! In addition to the best nine kilns, some high-grade seven kilns and ordinary five kilns were also made. It's up to you to come up with a name! Qingmei smiled and brought two more.

Xia Qingyun tasted them one by one, and said with a smile: "The name is ready-made, the silver needle mentioned by the nine kilns is called Bitan Drifting Snow, the one mentioned by the Seven Kilns is called Beixi Drifting Snow, and the one mentioned by the Five Kilns is called Jasmine Silver Needle." You can also use ordinary tea to make some three-sturgeon tea, which is jasmine tea. ”

Qingmei was puzzled: "It's simple to mention the ordinary tea making three kilns, but the tea soup is much inferior!" ”

"It's okay, when the teahouse opens, it must also attract ordinary people to drink tea, and cheap tea must also be available." Xia Qingyun thought for a moment. Let them make a hundred pounds of each of them first.

Qingmei and the others got an errand, so they went to the tea garden with joy, Xia Qingyun stopped Qingguo, who was walking behind, and asked him if he had seen Xue'er.

Every time she entered the Treasure Pavilion, Xue'er ran to greet her happily, but she didn't see its shadow today.

Qingguo pointed at Daqingshan, "Xue'er is sleeping on the mountain, I don't know what will become when I wake up." After speaking, he ran to chase Qingmei and a few people.

Xia Qingyun was stunned, what has become? Could it be that it is also about to become a refinement?

Two days later, Tian Chuqi found her. The plan of the poetry club was explained in detail. Xia Qingyun also brought the Jiang family. After discussing together, it was finally decided that the Qingming Festival would be held ten days later. The number of participants in the poetry meeting is limited to 300 people, and there is no need to pay any fees, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are provided by Qingyunxuan.

The top three and top 30 finalists will be selected. All the finalists will receive two tubes of the best tea. The works will be displayed in Qingyun Xuan.

The top three are in addition to the best tea. There are also bonuses ranging from one hundred taels to thirty taels. The poems will also be engraved on the lintel of the private room for people to enjoy.

Tian Chuqi has been able to write well under the teaching of Tian Zhenyu since he was a child, so he wrote the invitation and invited the academy to participate in the name of the owner of Qingyunxuan. There are more than 30 academies and painting academies of various sizes in Yuzhou. There are different numbers of delegates depending on their size.

Qingyunxuan is not famous in Yuzhou, but it is the first time to hold such a large-scale poetry meeting in Yuzhou.

The next day, Xia Qingyun took Tian Chuqi and Hua Fu, as well as a number of gifts, to visit the deacons of the academy and the painting academy one by one, saying that he had long admired the outstanding people of Yuzhou, and the style of elegance was more than that of other places, so he specially opened a teahouse and tea house in Yuzhou, thank you for participating in Yunyun.

The deacons were all masters who read poetry and books, and they were surprised that the owner of Qingyunxuan was actually a young girl, and she had a beautiful appearance, a timeless temperament, and an extraordinary conversation, and they all guessed which family she was.

For a time, the mysterious background of Qingyunxuan's girl's owner became a hot topic in the mouths of the literati on the left bank.

On this day, Tian Zhenyu came to Xia Qingyun's study with two dark circles under his eyes and a stack of manuscripts. For the sake of polishing the manuscript, he learned to speak like a storyteller. It is also strange to say that Tian Zhenyu usually stutters when he is in a hurry to speak, but when he speaks of books, he is fluent and speaks like a river.

After talking about half a cup of tea, Xia Qingyun stopped. She instructed Zhou to call all the subordinates to the courtyard, moved a table and set up a tea cup, and simply had a live performance.

Xia Qingyun copied Journey to the West, originally to attract the general public to come to the teahouse to listen to books and drink tea, so he wanted to ask everyone to listen to it and see how the response was.

Jiang and Tian Chuqi also sat aside, they were not worried that Tian Zhenyu would not speak well, but wanted to hear what he was talking about.

Tian Zhenyu took out the style of being a gentleman before, slapped the paperweight used as a waking wood on the spot, and talked about it vividly. The fairy stone on Huaguo Mountain in the East China Sea gave birth to fairy monkeys, and it was not until the official seal Bi Ma Wen stopped to drink saliva.

The people listened in fascination, clapping their hands in amazement and laughing at his narration. As soon as Tian Zhenyu stopped, someone shouted below: "Uncle Tian, how about that monkey getting an official?" Let's get on! ”

Tian Zhenyu was in high spirits, and said that there was a big trouble, and Pan Tao would come out of the Heavenly Palace, and it came to an end. The subordinates still felt that they were still unfinished, and clamored for him to speak for a while.

Xia Qingyun glanced at Zhou, and Zhou smiled and said, "The owner is kind enough to let you rest and listen to a book, don't delay your work, let's all disperse today!" If you still want to hear it, you will go to our teahouse after finishing work another day to listen, but the tea fee of a few pennies will also be cheered for by yourself! ”

After dismissing everyone, Zhou said to Xia Qingyun with a smile, "What Uncle Tian said is wonderful, I don't think I should invite Mr. Storyteller, just let him go." ”

Jiang Shi also said: "The words were edited by him, and they are familiar with it, if you ask Mr. to read it for a few days before he can start speaking." ”

Xia Qingyun looked at Tian Zhenyu again, he was still immersed in the joke and reminisced, and when he saw that everyone was looking at him, he asked, "Am I not good?" ”

Jiang said: "Okay! That's it! I want you to go to the teahouse to give lectures, would you like to? ”

"Yes, why not!" Tian Zhenyu patted his chest, "I promise it's better than what I said today!" ”

Pedestrians found that a vermilion lacquered wooden sign was erected outside the Qingyunxuan Tea House, which read, "Journey to the West, tea is free for the first three days!" ”

Someone was curious, and when they saw the word free, they went in and sat down. The decoration of the teahouse is antique and elegant, and it is a pleasure to just sit in it.

Xiao Er greeted warmly, brewed a large pot of jasmine tea and brought it to the table, "This guest officer, you are here!" Our teahouse just invited the storyteller, and then a quarter of an hour to start talking about the fairy book, the first three days of tea free supply, you can drink as much as you like! ”

As he spoke, he poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the guests, and the fragrance of jasmine suddenly spread.

"What water, why is it so fragrant?" The guests took a sip in surprise, fresh and sweet, and their spirits were lifted.

"This tea is called fragrant tablets, also called jasmine tea, you use it slowly!"

After a while, Tian Zhenyu, who was dressed in a green cloth gown, walked up to the storytelling desk in front of him, looked around at the sparse guests in the teahouse, gently lifted the waking wood, stopped in the air for a while, and then fell sharply, "Smack!" "With a bang, the first time of Journey to the West. (To be continued......)