"Let me introduce myself, my name is Liu Bei, a person from Zhuo County, Youzhou."

Liu Bei deliberately forgot his previous unhappiness, and greeted him as a scholar with a smile on his face.

The little boy Sima Lang sat down, still didn't speak, and looked at Liu Bei with resentful eyes.

Liu Bei's liver hurts, what is wrong with these rich children, doesn't it mean that the family style is rigorous, knowledgeable, and enthusiastic about people?

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

These days, Liu Bei has also heard a lot about Shuozhou's Taishou Sima Fang, whether it is character, knowledge, or family style, they all show everyone's demeanor, and I admire it very much.

But his status is humble, and it is difficult to see it, which is a pity.

But looking at the only son of Sima Fang in front of him, he was so unbearable, to be honest, Liu Bei's admiration for Sima Fang was much less.

"Sure enough, it's better to see than to hear, and only when you travel thousands of miles can you know a hundred things."

Liu Bei sighed secretly and stopped talking.

Each has a ghost, and the room is quiet.

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Zhao Xiao held the tray in his hand, came to him, put the tea on the table in front of Liu Bei and Sima Lang one by one, and finally looked at Liu Bei in embarrassment.

Liu Bei looked at Zhao Xiaoer and narrowed his eyelids.

Zhao Xiaoer's heart trembled, and he hurriedly bent down, put a tea cup on the ground in front of the black head, and retreated back to the second gate.

"It's cold, warm up, please drink tea!"

Liu Bei raised his hand to signal, picked up the teacup himself, lifted the lid of the cup, looked at the cup full of black tea, gently approached his lips, and took a sip.

The tea poured into the throat and into the abdominal cavity, and a wave of heat rose.

Liu Bei recalled the taste in his mouth, and a pinch of tooth flowers:

This tea is really delicious, it is still spicy, it seems that Zhao Xiaoer is good to himself, very good.

Tea culture first originated in the Western Han Dynasty.

Zhang Yi's "Guangya" said: At that time, the method of drinking tea was "boiling",

It is a cake tea made of "picking leaves to make cakes", which is pounded into powder after roasting, mixed with spices such as green onions, ginger, and oranges, and then put into a pot to cook.

The boiled tea is made into a porridge shape, and it is drunk with condiments.

It is clearly stated that tea is drunk as a decanting beverage.

However, many literati regarded drinking tea as a kind of taste, and gradually formed a consensus and became popular throughout the country.

Liu Bei drank the increased dose of fragrant tea, swallowed it in his mouth a little bit, and grinned with emotion:

It's still Zhao Xiaoer's good, drinking tea with a large amount of ginger slices on a cold day, which can not only relieve cough and asthma, but also invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis.

The little kid Sima Lang poured some snowflakes into his neck, which flowed down after melting, and he felt a little cold in his heart, and when he saw the steaming tea, he hurriedly took a big sip.

"Ahem, ahem......"

A spicy spicy mouth filled his mouth and quickly spread downward, Sima Lang was choked and coughed, and his face turned red.

Soon, the sweat on the face gushed out, washing away the snowflakes and debris on the face, and the small face became a dye shop.

"Poof!"

Liu Bei almost squirted out the tea in his mouth and hurriedly swallowed it.

The big black head sniffed the tea in front of him, and his dog face was entangled, should I drink it or not.

If you don't drink it, it doesn't seem to fit your current identity.

Drink, dwarf oil, it smells so bad.

Seeing Liu Bei looking at himself, the big black head gritted his teeth, damn, in order not to make Liu Bei laugh, Lao Tzu fought hard.

So, the big black head stuck out his tongue and licked it carefully.

"Woo Woo ......"

The big black head was stimulated to forget his identity, and suddenly stood up and barked around the room.

Zhao Xiaoer hid at the second gate, with an excited face, asking you to bully me, hum, retribution, this is all retribution.

The only fly in the ointment is that Liu Pu tasted it slowly and was a little unmoved.

Liu Bei saw the embarrassment of the black head and Sima Lang, and looked sincerely concerned:

"Two, don't you like to drink tea?

You must know that many literati and elegant guests nowadays, everyone takes drinking tea as their taste, saying that in this way they can show the style of the literati and have the artistic conception of light and light.

Moreover, being able to taste good tea is also a status symbol.

Alas......"

The last word, the breath is long and turning, and it will not go away for a long time.

Sima Lang understood Liu Bei's words, and his already spicy red and painful face instantly appeared in flames.

Sima Lang clenched the little shoot, picked up the teacup, and closed his eyes.

'Knock knock'

Drink it all.

The black boss wants to scold his mother, you lack morality, you are really a pit.

In order to be the boss in the future, I will use the name of the black boss again, what can I do now?

The black big-headed dog had a heart, bit the teacup in his mouth, and raised his neck.

'Knock knock'

Drink it all.

Liu Bei didn't speak after speaking, stared at the two, and saw that both of them drank it all, admiring it in his heart.

Liu Bei stood up and clasped his fists:

"Drinking is like three rivers, and the waterfall enters the deep pool.

Admire, admire! ”

Sima Lang drank the tea in one gulp, and the spicy sensation flowed down from the mouth to the throat, and then a hot heat between the chest and abdomen was suddenly stimulated, and it traveled all over the body, and the body was instantly like a fire, quickly turning red, and the heat came out of the body to melt the cold air, and there was some mist surrounding it.

The black head is not much better, the dog itself is sensitive to smell, this is good, it is a deep experience, being stimulated to jump up and down, the whole body is hot lingering, but he does not dare to roar loudly, so as not to lose his face, can only hum.

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The two of them jumped on the spot, their mouths wide open, spewing hot air out, and their eyes were watery.

Liu Bei clicked his mouth, suppressed the carnival in his heart, and looked envious:

Seeing the two of them so excited, they actually had an artistic conception, and then they had a watery look at each other.

Look at me again, I don't have such a chance because of my shallow knowledge.

Alas, it is enviable ......"

"What?"

Sima Lang and the black big head almost popped out of their eyes, and their hearts were entangled:

Am I telling the truth, or am I pretending to be it?

"I can't let Liu Bei underestimate him, and a gentleman can't take away his ambition."

Sima Lang quickly made up his mind, and little tears whirred:

"Haha, it's beautiful in front of me, and I can't be dazzled - you envy it, you can't."

I'm the boss, and I can't afford to lose my face. ’

The big black head also bit his teeth and fought hard.

"Wang, what a good artistic conception, nine days away, into the eyes of all kinds of colors. Tsk, beauty! ”

Liu Bei bowed, then stood up straight, and said:

"Don't dare to compare, don't dare to compare.

Since the two of you can have such an understanding, you must not give up halfway.

Little two, another cup of tea.

You know. ”

Zhao Xiaoer's eyes bulged, and he hurriedly went to prepare.

'Puff'

The little boy Sima Lang's feet slipped and fell on his back.

'Puff'

The big black head was on all fours, lying on the ground.

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"Let you pretend, let you pretend.

The little kid still doesn't introduce himself, can you?

You still want to be the boss, why don't you go to heaven? ”

Liu Bei was full of evil thoughts, and when he saw Zhao Xiaoer's conscientious and fast arrival, he had already served tea separately, with a smile on his face and a sincere tone:

"Who of us is with whom, today's tea money is mine.

The two of them drank vigorously until the artistic conception was reached. ”

"Wang, big ears, I want to start something, I want to go to the barracks to bleed, go first."

The black big-headed dog blushed, ran away as he spoke, and soon disappeared.

Sima Lang seemed to be on fire, looking at the black and sloppy tea on the table, his little face turned even redder:

"I, I'm going to rush to the academy, and I'll realize it later, and say goodbye!"

After speaking, Sima Lang turned around, grabbed the two little short legs, and quickly disappeared.

Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief:

"Phew, I escaped again today. If you can escape for a while, it's a while.

Ahhh ”

Little Doodoo:

Everyone, I also drank bitter tea and begged for detoxification!

(End of chapter)