Mrs. Yang gently brushed her hand with a smile on her face: "There is no need to be so polite. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "looks graceful and luxurious, but in Helan Minzhi's opinion, his grandmother is more helpless to smile at this situation."

In private, his mother didn't pay much attention to etiquette. I don't like these red tape, it should all be inherited from this grandmother, but there is such a stubborn brother, I'm afraid it's also a daily joke!

After getting up, Mrs. Saijiu stepped forward and removed the Wu Ben on his head: "How many days does the next court seem to be earlier than in the past?" ”

"The country has been peaceful for a long time, and there is nothing to do. Today, His Majesty is quick to be merciful, and he is no less than the Emperor of the Emperor. The affairs of the DPRK and China are both literate and military, and with the eldest grandson Taiwei and the British public in charge, naturally there is no major matter to discuss. So it's a little early. The tone was extremely flat, and it sounded a little like a spring breeze.

"These national affairs, I, a deep house woman, don't understand." The Lady of the Wine Priesthood laughed and joked with him.

"Then say something you understand, Sister is here, how can you be so lazy, don't welcome guests in the main hall, why do you still come to the bedroom." His eyebrows froze, and his face sank, as if he was about to lose his temper.

Glancing at the Yang family helplessly, Mrs. Sacrificial Wine laughed: "I just said that when I come back, I will make this old guy nag, you see?" ”

"Humph!"

After snorting, he arched his hand towards Mrs. Yang: "Sister A, please take a moment in the main hall, wait for me to change into my regular clothes, and accompany Sister A." Let's have some lunch together, right? ”

"It's good, it's good." Mrs. Yang agreed.

Yang Xijiu shouted outside: "Take the guests to the main hall and sit down and serve tea!" ”

The servant quickly walked in outside the door, bent down: "Yes" Stretched out his hand and led Mrs. Yang and Helan Minzhi out of the door to the front hall.

While walking, Helan Minzhi was so excited in his heart. Let's not talk about whether this trip can achieve the goal, at least I saw the two things I really wanted to see. One is lunch, if you heard it right, this priest must have lunch together! That is to say, the ancients also had lunch. If there is such an example, then you can eat as many meals as you want at home, and no one will say that you are different. That's great, from the morning to the evening, I can't stand the hunger. If it weren't for a little dim sum staring, I'm afraid I would have starved to death. He will become the first time-traveler in history to be starved to death before he can leave the school.

The other is tea, whether it's in the samurai or in other places. I have been observing for a long time, but no one has mentioned drinking tea. Now, at the sake brewery, there is finally someone who wants to make tea.

I was very excited, and before I knew it, I came to the front hall. Under the guidance of the servant, he sat in the guest's seat, waiting for the lord to change into his regular clothes.

The officials of the Tang Dynasty were not dressed in the same clothes when they went to court and at home. One is called court clothes, which is the kind of complicated but extremely gorgeous clothes I just saw. The other is called regular service, which is relatively simple. In particular, men's regular clothes are mostly Hu clothes or long shirts, and there are generally no other colors or patterns.

Not long after Mrs. Yang and Helan Minzhi sat down, they saw a servant walking in with a pot of charcoal fire, and a small table next to it, with teapots, tea bowls, and tea spoons, which Helan Minzhi could see clearly. But what's in those little bowls next to it?

If I'm not mistaken, that... What about green onions, ginger, garlic? The same small bowl is very delicate. And what about the rest? Orange peel? What's that green leaf? Still unrecognizable. That bowl, with its sparkling white particles, is sugar? Or salt?

What is this mess? When do aristocratic people drink tea, they still use so many messes.

Helan Minzhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart: The city will play.

But let's not talk about these things that I don't know what they are for, just this method of making tea can't help but be admired by Helan Minzhi. Quietly fetch water and brew tea sets. Sit on a small charcoal brazier and simmer over a slow heat. Until the water boiled, the servant knelt on the ground and watched the teapot on the charcoal brazier without saying a word.

Immersed in this tea brewing and boiling technique, I don't feel sad about time. After a while, the sacrificial wine and the sacrificial wine lady wanted to come hand in hand, laughing and laughing. When they entered the house, Helan Minzhi took a serious look at this sixty-year-old man for the first time.

His hair was tied up by a simple bamboo and wood hairpin, and his gray and white hair made him look a little old. The wrinkles on the face are very deep, especially the lines on the forehead are clearly visible, but they are not to the point of a knife splitting an axe, but it is not what a noble child should be. The square face of the Chinese character, except for the occasional relaxed smile, is almost all a serious face. It's just that what is revealed in the eyes that have gone through the world is a gentleness towards the world. This made Helan Minzhi like this old man very much.

The two of them walked up to sit down, and their uncle waved his hand lightly, and the servant used a very ordinary method to brew the teapot water that had been boiled a long time ago. Bring the boiling water to the teapot, scoop the tea leaves into it with a spoon, and pour boiling water into it again.

Pour out the first brew of tea and gently pour it into the four small teacups in front of you, starting with the second brew. After pouring it, he arched his hand slightly: "May I ask the old lady is still the usual thing?" ”

He nodded lightly and did not speak. The servant spooned half a slice of orange peel into a cup of tea, and a little white crystalline granules in a cup of tea. Then he turned his head to look at Mrs. Yang: "I don't know what the old lady and the little master use?" ”

Mrs. Yang smiled: "I also used half a piece of orange peel." ”

The corners of Helan Minzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved his hand again and again: "I haven't drunk tea at home before, so I don't know how to drink it, and I don't know the taste, the original taste, the original taste." ”

The servant nodded slightly, and put half a slice of orange peel into one bowl of tea, while the other bowl was nothing. beckoned to the outside of the hall, and another little guy ran up, gently holding the tea soup and first handing it to Mrs. Yang, then the sacrificial wine, the sacrificial wine lady, and finally Helan Minzhi.

The priest took the tea and sniffed it gently, and did not drink it in a hurry: "Sister, I don't know whose child this is?" ”

"Ah, you've finally spoken. Otherwise, I'm embarrassed to introduce it, haha! Mrs. Yang teased him.

"Sister said she laughed"

"This is the eldest son of my big girl Shun'er, now his grandfather has passed away, and Shun'er has suffered another accident, so he came to Chang'an City to live temporarily. Quick, salute my uncle. ”

Following Yang's words, Helan Minzhi stood up calmly and saluted respectfully towards Yang Saijiu: "Uncle and grandpa!" ”