The third floor of the building is only half the size of the second floor, and it is connected to a large terrace. Standing on the terrace, you can see the entire lake view of Acacia Lake.

The sky was overcast and there was a light rain.

The smoke on the lake is misty, like a fairyland. The misty smoke and rain still can't hide the row of pomegranate trees by the lake, and the flowers are blooming red, like a touch of sunset in the smoke clouds.

Qi Hufei had been paying attention to the weather, knowing that it was already raining heavily on the Qilin Mountain side at the moment, and Nalan City had just begun to rain.

He stood on the terrace, stared into the distance, and said in a loud voice: "Good rain, good rain!" ”

The heavy rain of Qilin Mountain is a good rain, and the light rain of Acacia Lake is also a good rain, on the one hand, it is to wash away the sin, and on the other hand, it is the beautiful scenery of the world.

Duanmuwei didn't know what he said, but he was in love because of the scene, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be a romantic person." ”

Qi Hufei sighed again: "It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

Duanmu Wei and Dong Yueqi asked, "What is a pity?" ”

Qi Hufei said: "Tasting tea and enjoying the lake are all beautiful things, but unfortunately this rain, the two can only get one of them." ”

Dongyue said: "What's so difficult about this? ”

With a wave of his hand, a green leaf floated into the air, and suddenly it grew into a branch, and the branch grew a leaf, and the leaf grew with new branches, and the branch and leaf held up a green shade on the terrace, blocking the rain.

Duanmu Wei stroked her palms and praised: "Wow, Sister Dongyue's hand has never been shown before!" ”

Dongyue said: "It's just a small skill of carving insects, and I didn't have a chance to show it before, but now that Mr. Qi has Yaxing, we might as well enjoy the lake and taste tea here." Please wait a moment and let me prepare the tea set. ”

Qi Feifei thought that she was going back to the house to get it, and was about to say if she wanted to help move the table or something, when she suddenly saw Dongyue raise her hand slightly, and there was a low coffee table in front of her.

Of course, the coffee table was not conjured out of thin air, but she took it out of storage.

Qi Feifei saw that her wrists were as bright as snow, and she was wearing a string of red garnets on her hands, but he wasn't sure if it was her storage artifact.

Judging from the technique, Dongyue's strength should be higher than that of Bamboo Flower, and Qi Feifei can't judge how high it is for the time being.

He couldn't help but sigh that there were so many masters in the small mahjong.

Dongyue set up the coffee table, took out three futons, and invited Qi Hufei and Duanmuwei to sit.

He took out a charcoal stove and an iron kettle.

She put the iron kettle on the charcoal stove, and with a flick of her fingers, a little spark fell into the furnace, and the carbon at the bottom of the kettle burst into flames.

Then, she took out a set of Ru porcelain tea sets. The tea set is not complicated, only one lamp and three cups.

Dongyue gently pulled up her long hair while setting the tea set aside, pinning it with a silver hairpin, as if the Dinghaishen needle was inserted in the rolling waves. The wide plain brocade sleeves and skirt flowed obediently on her body like flowing clouds, covering her graceful figure, but it showed her immortal spirit even more.

The scent of pomegranate flowers wafted across the drizzly terrace.

The sky is cold and rainy, and the terrace is warmer.

In the coolness, Qi Feifei felt a trace of warmth, mixed with the fragrance of flowers in the air, and there was a burst of vitality.

In a trance, he thought that he had left the city and came to a snow-covered alpine snowfield, and the winter moon in front of him was like a pomegranate flower blooming in the snow.

The water in the iron kettle gradually boiled, and Dongyue stretched out her green onion ten fingers, held a small tea box, and picked a few tea leaves from it with the teaspoon.

Qi Feifei had never seen this kind of tea before, and the crystal leaves glowed with a layer of pale blue light, as if there was dew sticking to it. Observing with his divine sense, the leaves were cold and clear, but there was an indescribable vitality.

Dongyue lifted the iron kettle and poured water into the Ru porcelain bowl, without superfluous movements, but it gave people the feeling of flowing water in its conciseness.

The pieces of tea seemed to come to life, rippling in the bowl, the wide sleeves seemed to be carried by the wind on the table, Qi Hufei clearly felt that there was a strange fragrance flowing out of the sleeves and flowing into the tea bowl, the bowl suddenly rushed up a refreshing fragrance, with the rising steam in the coffee table over the air, for a long time.

Dongyue put down the iron kettle, covered the bowl, grabbed the edge of the bowl with her five fingers, shook it gently, and then exposed a slit in the lid, holding the bowl with one hand and holding her wrist with the other, and poured the tea into three small cups.

A bowl of water is exhausted, and three cups of tea are just full.

She held the cup in both hands, put one of the cups in front of Qi Hufei, pushed the second cup in front of Duanmu Wei, smiled slightly, and said, "Please!" ”

Only then did he pick up the third cup, cover it with his sleeve, and put it to his lips.

Qi Hufei picked up the cup, took a sip, and suddenly froze.

He didn't know what it was like, and said that the jade liquid was not so thick, but a little lighter; Let's say that the nine days are clear, but there is more aftertaste.

From his previous life to this life, he has drunk a lot of tea, and he has also seen many people who love tea drink tea.

Farmers love to drink tea to quench their thirst and fatigue. Facing the loess with his back to the sky, he returned home with a stinky sweat mixed with the smell of mud, picked up the clay pot and drank a large sip of the strong tea that had already been brewed and cooled, which was called a cool.

As for whether the tea is good or not, it doesn't matter, who has the kung fu to pay attention to what tea is good and what the soup is bright after a day of tired work, it is better to lie on the belly of the daughter-in-law and work hard for a while, maybe next year will add a fat boy.

White-collar workers in the office love to drink tea, and drinking is a taste. They always maintain that little bit of reserve, holding the glass and looking at the few bright green tea leaves floating in it, sipping tea that is not bitter or fragrant, listening to a lazy saxophone, and maintaining a petty bourgeois atmosphere that does not need to be labeled but can be smelled from head to toe.

The bosses love to drink tea, hoping to get rid of the vulgarity of money and find an elegant life. But after all, they lack the taste of elegance and elegant feelings, even if they take drinking tea as an elegant thing, they can still only use money to judge the quality of tea and the level of taste, so this elegant behavior has fallen into a vulgar situation again.

The artist likes to drink tea, holding a cigarette with a pair of hands that can turn decay into magic, watching the delicate girl turn her hands into clouds and cover her hands for rain with eyes that are good at discovering beauty, enjoying her own spiritual world in the smoke and the fragrance of tea, and flying freely between the fragrance of smoke, tea and woman's fragrance.

Qi Hufei has never had any obsessive thoughts about drinking tea, thinking that the so-called tea ceremony is just the sullenness of the literati and elegant guests.

But today's sip gave him a new understanding of tea.

Sure enough, everything can enter the Tao!

He drank the tea in the cup, slowly put down the teacup, and asked, "What kind of tea is this?" ”

Dongyue said: "Roselle tea." ”

"Luo Shen Tea ......" Qi Hufei heard about this tea for the first time, and unconsciously remembered "Luo Shen Fu", so he chanted, "...... The hair is like the light clouds covering the moon, and the fluttering is like the snow of the flowing wind......"

Dongyue waited quietly for him to finish, soaked another bowl, filled the three cups, and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi also likes poetry?" ”

Qi Hufei said: "I am a layman, and I just yearn for beauty in poetry. ”

Dongyue said: "Mr. has a temperament, unlike some people, who pretend to be elegant and vulgar. Mr. Qi is vulgar on the surface of the skin, and elegant is on the flesh and bones. ”

Qi Hufei drank the second cup of tea and said, "You don't have to praise me, I don't pay for the tea, I want to collect the money, you look for her." ”

Duanmuwei said: "You really don't boast, say that you are vulgar, you are really vulgar." ”

Dongyue smiled slightly and said, "The tea has been drunk, can Mr. Qi count the hexagram?" ”

Qi Feifei glanced at her and said, "What does Miss Dongyue want to count?" ”

Dongyue thought about it seriously, suddenly smiled, and said, "Actually, I don't know what to count, Xiaowei help me think of one." ”

Duanmuwei said: "Can this also make others think? Well...... If you don't have to look at the present, then you can count what will happen today. ”

Qi Fei said in his heart, my stupid eldest lady, aren't you demolishing my platform, obviously you brought me here, let's just cooperate with the deception to drink tea, it's not good to get rid of it.

Dongyue smiled and said: "I know the truth that nothing can be done, if nothing happens today, it won't be interesting to forget it, it's better to count it in the near future, how about a limit of ten days?" ”

Qi Feifei knew that she was giving herself a step, and his heart suddenly moved, and said, "No, even if today's things are good." ”

Dongyue was stunned for a moment and said, "Really? ”

Qi Hufei pretended to pinch his fingers and said, "There should be a visitor tonight, but ...... I'm afraid it's not good news. ”