Chapter 129: My Husband Is a Powerful Minister 20

The shopkeeper smiled mysteriously and whispered, "That's the one." ”

Wang Jiran said: "You let people entertain people, don't let idle people wait here to make a big noise, don't disturb the distinguished guests." The shopkeeper got down a few times and turned to go upstairs.

Wang Jiran invited the two of them into the private room, and asked the head of the line to come over and sing to help the fun, she smiled: "We are famous and surnamed characters, ordinary people can't see each other, today you are blessed!" She took off her hat and brushed her hair, Qin Huizhi put the hat on her and said: "I heard that Thirteen Niang is good at music and rhythm, and she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, can you be lucky to see it today?" ”

"Hey! I didn't come to the tea shop with you to listen to the music! Liu Wulang didn't comply, turned to Dr. Cha and said, "You go and get some herbal tea, as well as tea roasting, tea cages, anvils, tea bowls, tea mills, tea luo, tea cups, tea spoons, tea whisks, and soup bottles...... All of them must be prepared. ”

"Don't, we have a 'samadhi hand' here, so we don't need to be slaves and sacrifice ugliness!" Wang Jiran said that Liu Wulang's rushing thoughts were dispelled, and the store came to report in person, saying: "That distinguished guest invited the lady over, saying that he wanted to repay the lady for giving her a beautiful painting." ”

Liu Wulang shook his hand and shouted, "Where did you ask him to fight, didn't you see that we were busy?" ”

"Nonsense!" Wang Jiran said in a low voice: "Do you know who that person is?" No matter how much nonsense you talk about, I can't protect you. ”

Qin Hui said: "Since it's still early, it's okay to go over and take a look." It's just that a certain can't rest assured of you. ”

"Let's go together!" Wang Jiran pulled him up and said, "Let's all go over together." He waved his hand again and again, Wang Jiran asked again and again, Qin Huizhi reluctantly agreed, and finally dragged Liu Wulang along.

Walking into another chic and elegant room, the first thing that broke into Wang Jiran's eyes was a graceful little lady, she was wearing the most popular lotus gauze plain skirt and a hat, and she couldn't see her face clearly, but she knew that she was a rare beauty just by her figure.

Wang Jiran pondered in his heart: This person actually brought Master Li over, is it really too little for people to talk about after dinner?

She and the other two gave a salute to the official family in accordance with the rules, and the official family is fifty years old in Chinese New Year's Eve, looks graceful and elegant, and has a kind face, seeing that Qin Huizhi is also coming, she understands seven or eight points in her heart, and says kindly: "You sit down, you don't need to be polite, call me 'big official' outside." ”

Several people didn't dare to shout, and the official family was angry, so they had to sit next to them respectfully.

"Wang Niangzi, this is what you painted with your own hands?" The official asked people to open the painting, Wang Jiran nodded yes, he smiled and applauded: "It's quite the style of Concubine An!" "Concubine An is Wang Jue's youngest daughter, Wang Jiran's aunt, and the concubine of the former emperor Zhao Xu.

"It's not a secret, the concubine once asked the girl for painting skills, but the concubine was stupid and stupid, and she couldn't learn well."

"Huh? Why do you want to say something humble? I think you're a very smart little lady, and others haven't even learned a bit of your cleverness. ”

Master Li poured fruit wine for the official family on the side, and said in a low voice: "I have heard that Wang Niangzi Hui has a blue heart, and she has a world-shattering talent, not only proficient in the art of scripture and strategy, but also a well-known 'samadhi hand' in the capital. ”

As soon as he heard this, the interest of the official family was completely stimulated, he is also a good tea artist, the author of "Daguan Tea Theory", when he heard Wang Jiran's superb skills, he couldn't help but itch his hands, and wanted to fight tea with her, Wang Jiran repeatedly excused himself and said: "The concubine only knows a little bit about it, and she learned a little fur from her cousin, and she doesn't dare to offer ugliness." ”

The official probably felt that she was too awkward, her head turned to the side, her expression was not very pleasant, Qin Huizhi smiled: "It's better to fight tea for Qingqing." Wang Jiran had never heard of Qin Huizhi ordering tea, so he pressed his arm and shook his head.

The official was curious and asked him, "You can also fight tea?" ”

Qin Huizhi said modestly: "It's just that the tea shop has come too much, and I know a little bit about Dr. Tea." ”

The official family was happy and said, "Then you come!" ”

"What kind of tea do you want?" There are dragon tea, phoenix tea, and Jingting here. Wang Jiran asked, and the official said: "Dragon tea!" ”

Wang Jiran asked people to go to the tea warmer, and Liu Wulang said: "Look, it's not a good thing to do it like this, if there is less color, the taste will be reduced!" ”

The official smiled happily, took out a jade pendant, put it on the table, and said, "Qin Guanren, if you can win me, then this piece of jade is yours." ”

"If Qin Lang loses, the big officials can pick one thing in the tea shop as they like." Wang Jiran said that the furnishings in her tea shop are the favorite calligraphy and painting masterpieces of literati and ink writers, and it is worth a lot to pick one out, and it is not a shame to use it as a lottery head.

"How's that going to work?" The official family waved his hand, and at this time, the juniors had already come up with tea sets, and the official family took a look at it and said with a smile: "Wang Niangzi's tea shop is really elegant, and even Zhou Kang is tea tray has it." ”

"The big officials don't know that in order to coax Zhou Lao to make a tea tray, the concubine even killed two donkeys." She simply begged for mercy softly: "Everything in this tea shop was purchased by the concubine with great effort, if the big official wins, can you choose a cheaper one to go back?" ”

Everyone laughed, and the official waved his hand and said, "Since you begged for mercy, then I will bring this set of tea utensils back!" ”

Wang Jiran knew that this tea set could only be the fate of ashes in the hands of the emperor, but he also pretended to be happy and quickly agreed.

When people fight tea is mainly "fighting color and fighting", that is, the color of the tea soup and the tea foam that is brewed out of the decisive victory, the tea color "pure white is true, green and white is secondary, gray and white is second, yellow and white is second", the master who is good at ordering tea can even point into words on the tea surface, and even have a master who can make the veins of the tea soup change into different objects, birds, beasts, insects, fish, flowers, grass, etc.

Liu Wulang and Wang Jiran watched the two of them study tea and make tea without blinking, the official family was calm and relaxed, and Qin Huizhi looked confident, and his bearing was not lost at all.

The water used to make tea is the snow water that Wang Jiran has treasured for many years, after a while, the aroma is overflowing, the room is fragrant, the soup soaked by the official family is pure white, the soup flowers are bright white, and they will not disperse for a long time, just like the stars and the moon, everyone can't help but applaud and congratulate, seeing that Qin Huizhi is about to fall into the downwind, Wang Jiran frowned, so anxious that he forgot his reason, and lay on the side to see.

"Qingqing, what picture do you want?" Qin Huizhi asked unhurriedly.

"Is that okay?" Wang Jiran muttered, and Qin Huizhi said calmly: "Let's draw you." ”

Wang Jiran laughed, and Liu Wulang said: "You can talk big." ”

The official family didn't say a word, but his body gradually leaned forward, and the brown color in the building cup gradually turned into a thick white, and in an instant, the white milk floated to the surface of the lamp.

"It's a 'bite'! Qin Lang, you really know! Wang Jiran smiled excitedly.

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