The gorgeous girl called "Cang'er" held a tea cup and slowly followed Xia Zhu into the plum garden outside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Everyone also moved out, and then "Cang'er" half-squatted and half-leaned, and gave tea to everyone one by one.

When it was Fang Zhongyong's turn, she handed the small teacup to Fang Zhongyong's lips and blew it cold, but she did not hand the teacup to Fang Zhongyong.

Fang Zhongyong had no choice but to take a sip of her hand, and nodded with a smile. The Cang'er girl looked back and raised her eyes, smiled slightly, and took a sip herself, then lifted the corner of her skirt and walked towards the coffee table.

Xia Zhu saw Fang Zhongyong's bewildered look on his face, and he felt funny in his heart, but he still said kindly: "This is the lady teacher on my family's tea, everyone calls her Teacher Cang." ”

Before he finished speaking, Fang Zhongyong took the posture of vomiting three liters of blood, and with a "poof-" sound, he sprayed out all the tea in his mouth that had not yet been swallowed, "cough, cough, cough......" and coughed, looking embarrassed.

"Cang-Lao-Shi-", Fang Zhongyong slandered in his heart, but he couldn't help but look at this tea teacher more. Cang, at a glance, in the heart, this is too good at naming, right?

Everyone is naturally concerned about each other, only Chai Lin's kid will be wrong. He looked at Fang Zhongyong with sinister eyes, and then at the "Teacher Cang", with a look in his expression: I understand it as a brother, you like this girl, wait for my brother and I will use my means to bring her back to your home to serve tea.

Fang Zhongyong shook his head again and again, and continued to participate in this nondescript gathering with a very embarrassed attitude.

In front of the pavilion in the plum garden, on the side of the coffee table, everyone sat down. In front of each person, there is a set of carved bowls of King Qin, the color is as elegant as chrysanthemum, and the styles are different. The blooming chrysanthemum, in the middle is a wrapping circle, the cover bowl is placed on the circle, the flower is more than an inch high seems to be an inverted trumpet-shaped round seat, placed on the low, shiny marble gazebo coffee table, lined with reflection, and it is reminiscent.

At this time, the girl "Teacher Cang" poured the second tea into the tea bowl, and the second tea rushed into the middle of the first tea, and the tea immediately glowed with a faint golden color, and the aroma was overflowing.

Wang Anshi raised his glass and took a little taste, swept everyone with his eyes, and landed on Xia Zhu's face, and then said casually: "Uncle Xia's Longjing tea must be from the tea garden planted by Abbot Sekong himself in Hangzhou Lingyin Temple, and the Guiyang mountain tea has never been made."

Lu Yu tea has clouds, tea that is not included in the spectrum, tea is in the folk, in the sunny place on the hillside, it is unique, the taste is mellow, and the fragrance is extraordinary. In my opinion, although this Longjing has not yet become famous, in the future, it will definitely be in the famous tea. ”

When Fang Zhongyong heard this, he nodded again and again, isn't his heart? The popularity of Longjing is proved by history, and if you take the opportunity to plant a little, it is also excellent.

He raised his head and glanced around slightly, but he didn't realize that Xia Zhu was also looking at him, and he glanced at each other, and was defeated again, Fang Zhongyong became more and more attentive from time to time, caring step by step, constricting his edge, and standing on one side with a smile, until the end of the field, he did not easily show an expression or a look.

Everyone played until sunset, and then they quit and went home.

In the gorgeous carriage, Comrade Xia Zhu, who lived in a boutique life, listened to a bucktooth family sent by the housekeeper, and reported softly.

During the banquet, Fang Zhongyong took the opportunity to sneak out of the door and went directly to the county market not far from the temple gate. He first stopped for a moment in Mr. Measuring Words' Measuring Library, and then went straight to Lexian's Honzhai. After that, he returned to the banquet again. ”

Xia Zhu half-narrowed his eyes, stroked his beard slightly, and asked, "What is he doing in these two places, can you find out?" ”

The bucktoothed man who returned the favor arched his hand and continued, "Yes. The subordinates asked in both places, what happened in the word measurement hall, Mr. Word Measurement refused to disclose, but according to the people who were next to him at the time, it was Fang Zhongyong who reversed the word for Mr. Word Measurement.

He said that Mr. Word Measurement would meet two big people this Lantern Festival, and Tiekou bluntly concluded that these two big men would worship the prime minister in the future, and then get a good reward. Anyway, after three or five clicks, the Mr. Word Measurement who fooled him gave him the usual money deposit, saying that if it came true, he would give him two more dollars. ”

"Oh?" Xia Zhu had a complicated expression on his face, he was a fool in his heart, and he didn't inquire about the key details in public, so it was so easy, but he didn't blame anything, he just continued to ask lightly: "What about going to Lexian's house?" ”

The bucktoothed man handed over the two books with both hands and said softly, "I'm here to sell books." ”

Xia Zhu didn't pick up the two books, only opened his eyes slightly, glanced at them, and wrote "Journey to the West" and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Xia Zhu smiled, shook his head slightly, and said: "Literati and writers, those from poor families, want to sell some scripts to make money and become famous, but it is understandable. How many times did he earn this time? ”

The bucktoothed man scratched his head slightly, and replied: "No, the shopkeeper said, this is part of the chapters that Fang Zhongyong put here, let him copy it, try to read it, if you think it's good, there are many people who read it, and the later chapters are going to be charged, and this time the ones left are free chapters first." ”

Xia Zhu suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out his hand to take the two books, and flipped through them three times and twice, but after reading this time, he felt that it was worth recalling, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Send the book back, and see how this thing reacts." Xia Zhu commanded.

Then, he leaned back into his comfortable position with a luxurious backrest cushion, soft and gentle, and a servant warm sedan chair around him, and only muttered to himself: "Why does this stinky boy act, people feel a little incomprehensible? ”

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Fang Zhongyong returned home and asked his parents first, and then returned to his little black house. After lighting the fire, he saw Chen Qi, who was ragged and unkempt, sitting in his hut at a glance.

Seeing Chen Qi's embarrassed face, Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but wonder, he twisted a wet handkerchief, handed it to Chen Qi to wipe his face, and asked with comfort: "What's wrong with you?" Sitting here like this, which one is going to scare to death? ”

Chen Qi puffed up and said, "You still say." It's not the 'landmine' you asked me to fix, don't you know, today in my kitchen stove, that thing suddenly exploded, exploded

-- Half of the people in the village heard the terrifying formation, and I said that I had caused trouble, and went to the back mountain to hide, but your prosperity and wealth blocked the back mountain to death, and did not let me go to the hot spring cave. You say, I don't come to you, where do I go to sleep. ”

When Fang Zhongyong heard that there was a problem with the "landmine", he said a little seriously: "Are you okay, tell me in detail, what happened?" ”

Chen Qi's stomach made an undeniable "coo", as if he had suppressed the expression of his sincere feelings, and said "coo" twice in a row.

Fang Zhongyong couldn't help but be amused when he heard it, and suddenly remembered that the sugar and oil that the old lady had bought a few days ago and the square clay fire "oven" that he had carefully pasted, his eyes turned slightly, and he smiled: "You wait, my brother will show you a hand"

As he spoke, he lit the oil lamp, and together with Chen Qi, groped into his own kitchen stove, prepared condensed milk, eggs, corn flour, and flour with high and low divergence, and then divided the egg whites by two, separated the egg whites and egg whites, added frosting, and began to beat the egg whites.

He has excellent craftsmanship, the egg white is not much, it is beaten evenly and delicately, and then the beaten egg whites are mixed with egg yolk batter, mixed evenly, let stand to remove bubbles, and then put it into the pasted "oven", light the firewood, pull up the bellows, and heat it whirringly.

After a while, the aroma of the cake spread throughout the kitchen stove, salivating.

The cake was baked, although it was not perfect because of the heat, and the sides were slightly burnt, but it was quite successful. After taking off the mold, Fang Zhongyong and Chen Qi were half of them, and the two of them divided the cake as if they were in the clouds. Even the side of the mold crockpot was licked thoroughly.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Zhongyong asked Chen Qi, waiting for the expected praise.

"It's delicious." Chen Qi's starry answer did not disappoint Fang Zhongyong at all.

Chen Qi completely forgot about the kitchen stove that was blown up, and his father's accusations of chasing and killing, and Wangcai's blocking of the road - only half a cake regained his infinite trust and admiration for the other party, Zhongyong.

What's more, Fang Zhongyong also took out two pieces of money at this time, handed it to Chen Qi, and said gently: "Talk to your father, take the money, and build a new kitchen stove." Ming'er waited for me to get out of school, I will take you to Wangcai, and when he gets acquainted with you, it will be more convenient for you to go to the back mountain. ”

"Hmm." Chen Qi's expression was almost filled with tears of adoration.

The door of the kitchen stove suddenly opened, and the mournful "Catch the thief, catch the thief-" was high-pitched and sharp, resounding through the sky.

Fang Zhongyong and Chen Qi's eyes widened, and they were stunned for a while.