Shang Lang said gently: "The cheap maid is clumsy, so it is good not to pollute your ears and eyes." After speaking, he added to me, "Ming'er still doesn't serve refreshments, beware of San Lang treating you again for snubbing the master's distinguished guests!" ”

After finishing speaking, there was another burst of laughter, and the smear under Dugao Saburo's eyes was like a charcoal fire burning under the kettle, which never faded.

The sencha of the Tang Dynasty is similar to the matcha of modern Japan, which is mainly appetizing and straightforward. The dim sum of the literati tea ceremony is particularly strong, and the color, flavor and shape have provenance.

The refreshments were all prepared by Sister Chung Xia in the kitchen. The bamboo shoots that were peeled in Erxiang Garden were rounded and steamed, taking the meaning of their wishes for prosperity, and imitating the spring scenery of the egret on the blue sky with the light blue hue on the plate. The leaves of the southern candle picked by a ladder are mashed with a stone mortar, and the black juice is precipitated, and then mixed with glutinous rice that reflects the lotus-shaped mold, commonly known as "green essence rice". The noodles are only slightly smaller than eggs, steamed softly and glutinously, and are served with lotus leaves to make fun. Thinking that it was similar to the Hong Kong-style black glutinous rice cake, I asked Sister Xia to put the sugar lotus seeds on the top, and she thought about it again and again, so she did it.

The meat point is annoyed by the master who practiced riding and archery in the house, and now the pheasant cubs that have been caught are fried as long as the meat is clean, and the slices are fried, salted and soaked, and covered with a thin dough that has been spread, and each roll is only two inches in size. After eating the chicken rolls of the 21st century, I looked up at the cucumbers in the shelf, hugged Chung Xia's thighs again, and said straightly: "Sister might as well cut the melon into thumb-sized sizes, wrap them in dough, relieve greasyness, and fill the mouth with fragrance, not to call the oil to pickle the tea." When Xia Xia heard this, his eyes looked at me a little brighter. It stands to reason that I am not good enough to watch the roll call of dishes, and I hope that the repeated good strategies will make her look sideways, so she pointed out Ai Qiu's work to me, which made Xiaoqiu's lady embarrassed for a while.

Although it is spring, it is inevitably affected by the weather, and the cold hurts the body. Lang Jun and A-Niang ordered Ranchun to find a lacquered wood red fruit box from the warehouse, and the lid covered was full of hollow plain orchid patterns, all of which were two layers, the first layer was full of two plates, which were steamed bamboo shoots and green rice, and the subordinate was chicken and cucumber rolls. The clear moon dish of all colors is tiled by the three maids of the moon, the star, and the chen in turn to the case of the six Langjun. I followed the order of each dim sum and said in a childish voice: "The blue sky is bright and the sun is cold, and the lotus is bright and the heart is rhino." Mo Dao eats black and clean gas, and compensates for the new green relics. The blue sky is bright, Xiaohe Lingxi, Bai Di Qingfen, and please appreciate it. The servant is not talented, and the laughter is not in his heart, and it is good to be happy. ”

After finishing speaking, he couldn't stop laughing, San Lang praised again and again, and even the reserved Brother Yang couldn't hold it. Zimo, the most on the side, has the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties, is intoxicated with poetry and books, and still whispers the rhetoric of the right talent after smiling, and a feeling arises spontaneously, which is a later story.

Shang Lang was very happy, and in the evening, everyone dispersed. Gao Sanlang waited for the other four families to go away, and when he came to my family Langjun, he said lightly: "Shang Lang, my grandfather handed over the eastern suburbs courtyard to me to take care of the day before yesterday. How about we invite another game in the next day, bring this clever maid, and cook a few bowls of tea? ”

Here is the bargain between the nobles, which is summarized below.

Shang: I'm out of people, you out of tea, right?

Gao: Nonsense!

Shang: I want the Gu Zhu purple bamboo shoots that Your Majesty personally gave you, huh?

Gao: That's a string of grace to make our ancestors happy!

Shang: I don't want it all, but I want to be happy with your ancestors, okay?

Gao: Then I'll make tea from the ground, and you will plan it, huh?

DS: Deal!