The warm fragrance of the small building, the name is elegant, and the buildings in the courtyard are also very elegant, just like the garden of Suzhou, with a unique style, the small place, the winding path through the word secluded, to the fullest, through the door corner, is a different landscape, so that Han Rui is dizzying.

Slowly, come to the backyard, there is a delicate square lotus pond, the pond is full of dense lotus leaves, the breeze blows, as if it is a layer of green waves surging, the fresh lotus fragrance wafts with the wind, making people intoxicated. Han Rui approached slowly, but saw the lotus flowers blooming, the breeze was gentle, like a girl who was a little shy, slightly lowered, which made people feel a little more pity.

In the middle of the big leaf round lotus, or the rain and dew in the night, stay on it, crystal clear, like pearls, in the sun, exude a soft luster, as if the crystal ball is shaking on the green leaves, and like silver glow flashing on the leaf surface, the lotus leaves are psychic, although the wind blows, still want to keep those precious jewels, crumbling, hanging dripping, extremely reluctant.

Next to the lotus pond, there is an elegant bamboo house, a small and beautiful bamboo arch bridge, from the steps in front of the house, across the lotus pond, extending to the foot, looking at the blue waves and clear water in the pond, Han Rui hesitated, stepped on the bamboo bridge, accompanied by the sound of squeaking, and slowly came to the front of the bamboo house.

The bamboo house was open, but Han Rui didn't rush in, but said softly, "Disturb Miss Jiangzhen." ”

"Lang Jun is here, don't be formal, come in quickly." Jiangzhen's soft and gentle voice came, as if with two points of shyness and joy, as if throwing a stone into a calm and waveless lake, rippling round and round of ripples, layer upon layer, difficult to stop.

I heard it wrong, it must be an illusion, Han Rui settled down, carefully crossed the threshold, and walked in, just one step away, but it was the difference between the world and the clouds, in an instant, Han Rui seemed to be in a hundred flowers, bursts of fragrance came to his face, rich, but not kitsch, light and good, refreshing.

"Lang Jun wait a minute, it will be there soon."

Jiang Zhen's coquettish voice came at the right time, and Han Rui followed the prestige, and was stunned for a moment.

A wisp of light smoke curls, a true and graceful body, looming in the hidden smoke, like a resentful and affectionate eye, delicate and delicate nose, not dotting the red cherry lips, the skin is like condensed fat, the cheeks are like pink, sitting upright, a plain white light gauze dress hangs to the ground, a few bright red peonies are embroidered on the white bandeau, outlining the exquisite curves, and the willow waist seems to be unbearable.

The tender white slender hand took a pliers, picked up a piece of charcoal shaped like an olive, and added it to the flame in front of him, and the bottom of the furnace with rising steam squeaked, the vigorous flame burned completely, the black charcoal turned into white ash, and the faint smoke and flames diffused, distorting half a foot of space.

The heat is pressing, and the Jiang Zhen who is close to it will naturally not be better, and the light gauze robe seems to be steaming under the hot mist, and the cheeks are red and fluttering to the ground, but the charcoal fire is constantly added, and when the water boils, he will use a spoon to mix a few spoons of white powder from the gilded silver turtle box next to him, and gently sprinkle it into the holding pot.

Boom, like water dripping into a hot oil pot, the powder melts into the water, and a familiar fragrance rushes in.

"Miss Jiangzhen, are you making tea?" Han Rui asked softly, a little knowingly, after all, the room was full of the smell of tea, as long as it was a person who had drunk tea, he should not forget this taste.

Jiang Zhen smiled and nodded, Ying Ying gave a salute, her soft lips opened slightly, and she sincerely apologized: "There is no distant welcome, please Han Langjun is not strange, and prepare a few cups of tea to show his guilt." ”

"It doesn't matter." Han Rui waved his hand, walked calmly, sat down at the table, and said with a smile: "I haven't drunk tea for a long time, but I miss it very much, speaking of which, I want to thank Miss Jiangzhen." ”

"Yes, Yangzhou teahouses are rare, and even tea shops are very rare." Jiang Zhen smiled, a little proud, there was a sentence in his heart that he didn't say, and there were few people who knew how to make tea.

Han Rui deeply thinks that the tea drinking method, although it originated very early, the legend has existed in the Shennong era, but for thousands of years, it still has not risen to the realm of the tea ceremony.

It was only in recent decades that due to the promotion of Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian, it began to flourish slowly, but it only spread among the upper nobles, and had not yet spread to the homes of ordinary people.

Just when Han Rui was looking forward to it, the tea boiled again, and bubble flowers like springs and beads appeared, Jiang Zhen hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the pot, tilted it slightly, and a wave of white water poured into Han Rui's case, the exquisite white porcelain cup.

When the tea was full, Jiang Zhen said with a smile: "Han Langjun, please use it." ”

Han Rui held the cup, regardless of the boiling tea, raised his hand and poured it into his mouth, his lips and tongue seemed to be numb, after a pause, an inexplicable warm current rose from his abdomen, flowing to the limbs, above the taste buds, full of tea fragrance, evocative.

"Clear but not astringent, fragrant but not strong, good tea." Han Rui opened his mouth to praise.

As if he had found a soulmate, Jiang Zhen's eyes were full of scorching brilliance, and he said happily: "Does Han Langjun think so too?" ”

"Lang Jun doesn't think this tea is too light?" Sensing his gaffe, Jiang Zhen bowed her head shyly, suddenly became lost, and said softly: "Actually, Lang Jun doesn't have to be like this, if you feel bad, just say it bluntly." ”

"It's light and natural, isn't tea like this?" Han Rui was puzzled and said: "It's simple, tasteless when drinking, and slowly experienced, but it has a slight fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and quiet, and it is endlessly interesting." ”

"Yes, that's right." Jiang Zhen was surprised, and it was natural to conclude that Han Rui was sincere, and his heart immediately felt like a fellow person.

After thinking about it for a while, Han Rui smiled and said, "I understand, Miss Jiangzhen, I don't like the taste of tea soup." ”

Tea soup is the drinking method of the aristocracy, crushing the tea ball, adding what onions, ginger, dogwood, Su Gui, pepper, mint and other messy things, and then using boiling water to make tea soup for people to drink, not only drinks, sometimes, but also the special dishes of the banquet.

Jiang Zhen said excitedly: "Indeed, tea is natural, and its own taste can make people intoxicated, so why bother adding foreign things, if you break your surname, it is still tea." ”

"Miss Jiangzhen is very true." Han Rui agreed, feeling that the hero saw the same thing.

The same is true of Jiang Zhen, it is rare to find a confidant of the same way, the object of communication, naturally a little excited, gushing about his views on the tea ceremony, from time to time to criticize the stupid way of eating tea, the crisp voice, like a lark, squeaking, ringing, at this time, Jiang Zhen took off his disguise in front of people, revealing his innocent and natural side.

When he got closer, Han Rui took a closer look and found that Jiang Zhen should not be very old, and his eyes were as pure as a girl, but he deliberately drew long and thin eyebrows and applied a little pastel, adding a mature and charming style.

"Han Langjun ......" Han Rui observed carefully, but for a while, he forgot to respond to the answer, Jiang Zhen was aware, slightly angry and whispered, a delicate face, slowly floating a faint fat red, the head drooped slightly, showing a shy girl posture.

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