Chapter 348: Milk and Black Tea
After listening to Sikong Yue's story, Concubine Jing showed a worried expression, "In this way, when Huang'er goes out, you still have to bring more talents."
Ye Huang himself didn't care, and continued to pester Sikong Yue to let her talk about quelling the chaos, and at the same time did not forget to tell her that he made a statement to Emperor Deyuan in this Mobei City incident, so that Emperor Deyuan finally decided not to disperse the troops in Sikong Yue's hands.
Sikong Yue listened to him and showed a soft smile, he was already from the same mother as Sikong Xiao, and the two looked a little similar, looking at her smile, Concubine Jing couldn't help but think that if her ninth brother could laugh, it would be like this.
A few people were talking, and the female official's announcement came from outside the door, and when she heard the room reply, the female official outside the house lifted the thick curtain and pushed the door open to let Hua Mian and Xiaojin in.
Hua Mian carried the food box to greet a few people, and Concubine Jing said: "This is Huang'er's current exclusive chef, Xia Huamian"
Sikong Yue was originally talking to Ye Huang, but when he heard the name, he turned his head suddenly, "... Sister Flower Sleep! ”
"Fourth Miss", Hua Mian respectfully made a standard greeting in the direction of Sikong Yue.
Raising his head and seeing that Sikong Yue's face had changed slightly, Hua Mian put the food box on the table on the side, and jumped in front of Sikong Yue in two steps, "I haven't seen you for a long time, is Sister Yehua okay?" ”
Seeing Hua Mian like this, Sikong Yue returned to his usual appearance and said, "I thought you were the same as them, and you wouldn't remember my sister."
"How can it be, Sister Yehua will always be Sister Yehua", Hua Mian's feelings for Sikong Yue are not so much the master-servant relationship in the big family, but more like a pair of very close sisters, which is also due to the reason why Sikong Yue went to the maid's dining hall every day to eat, and Si Kong Yue was even more appreciative of Hua Mian's craftsmanship and various opinions.
The female official served milk tea in a small golden tray to several people, and took out the glutinous rice dumplings that fit in and divided them into the middle of the small plate for several people.
The color of the black tea mixed with milk in the white porcelain cup makes people look very comfortable, and it is also a warm feeling in the hand, Sikong Yue raised the cup and took a sip, revealing a surprised expression: "This is milk?" ”
At this time, Xiao Jin had been sent back to the kitchen by Hua Mian, and Hua Mian herself was left by Sikong Yue to chat, and was sitting on the chair next to Si Kong Yue, when she saw that the other party drank it out and added something to it in the first sip, she replied with a smile: "I guessed that Sister Yehua must be able to drink it."
"It's just another taste, and the entrance gives people a soft feeling, like tea, but it's different from any kind of tea I've ever drunk", Sikong Yue held the cup and tasted it carefully.
"I know, it's black tea", Ye Huang on the side interjected, "It's not surprising that the fourth aunt doesn't know, in the past, we used to add other ingredients to cook tea, but Xia Zhang's tea is only brewed with boiling water, and the taste is naturally different."
Black tea is produced in the warm area of the south, Sikong Yue is stationed in Beilin all the year round can not drink such tea, the taste of eating at home when he was young has long been forgotten, taste a sip and then put down the cup, look at Huamian: "Black tea is a unique variety in the south of our country, but you can combine it with milk to become such a delicious drink"
Hearing her say this, Hua Mian remembered that Sikong Yue had mentioned the problems given to her by the old ministers of the DPRK and China when she was making goat milk pudding before, Sikong Yue was committed to easing the relationship with Beilin, and those civil officials thought that Beilin was just some barbarians, and the two countries were difficult to get along from all angles.