Chapter 207: This Girl Is Not Simple

Wen Dehui was very happy when he heard that Lin Qiya had sent him nine tea trees at one time, and he was not satisfied with the position he had found with the housekeeper before, but pointed directly to yesterday's pavilion and asked Lin Qianya to plant tea trees around the pavilion.

Lin Qiya doesn't care about the location, Wen Dehui will plant wherever she wants.

Wei Ding arranged the tea trees one by one according to the position Wen Dehui said, and the housekeeper also called someone to help.

There were a lot of people, and these nine trees were planted at once, and Lin Qiya asked people to bring water and pour root water on the planted tea trees.

At the same time, she added a little space water to each tree when people were not paying attention, so that although she felt that the water might be too much, it would not be a problem to have space for water.

Later, I heard Lin Wenwen say that these tea trees grow very well, and Wen Dehui likes these tea trees, especially on the fifth day of planting, you can see the new shoots, which means that these trees are transplanted.

For these tea trees, Wen Dehui also specially learned the technique of roasting tea, although the tea tree may not grow well in the space when it leaves the space, but Wen Dehui's roasted tea technology is better than Lin Qiya, which makes up for the disadvantage of leaving the space.

It is said that many years later, many tea lovers are yearning to taste a sip of Wen Dehui's tea, of course, this is all a later story, and now Wen Dehui also knows the reason why Lin Liya is in such a hurry to send the tea tree.

"Let your brother come to lie down with me tomorrow afternoon."

"Got it, then we won't bother Mr. Wen." After finishing speaking, Lin Qiya bowed and said goodbye.

After Lin Qiya left, Wen Dehui looked at the newly planted tea tree and sighed.

"How good it would be if such a child was a boy, the etiquette was thoughtful, and the writing was outstanding, Hua Chi took a few manuscripts to show me before, and the story in it was very attractive, and it is said that it was from this child's hand."

"The old man is telling the story of the monkey."

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"Didn't you say you don't know who the author is? How did the master know that it was the handwriting of this Lin girl. ”

"Zimo said, Zimo's child is very familiar with this girl, he said that he has seen this girl's manuscript, but this girl has always been low-key, such a brilliant story has been in the limelight in this Yanglin City, but she has not said that this story is her handwriting."

"Why is that? Since it's written, isn't it just for a name? ”

"You may not believe it, this girl wrote this story, one is to help her maid in her family to read and write, but to relieve the boredom of the little Deng girl."

"There are indeed rumors that she and Miss Deng are best friends."

"This girl is not simple, although her brother is also good, but he is still slightly inferior to her. Ah! Forgot to ask her where she bought the wine her brother brought yesterday. Wen Dehui was still lamenting the difference between Lin Liwen and Lin Liya before, but suddenly the topic changed to wine.

When Lin Wenwen brought the wine yesterday, he didn't taste it because it wasn't a meal, and then he was dumbfounded after tasting it, such pure wine is simply not too good.

The most important thing is that his wife is usually strict, and she only lets him drink a little wine every day, which is completely unsatisfying.

Although he only drank a little bit yesterday, yesterday's wine was soft in the mouth, rich in aroma, and fragrant in his mouth, so that he could taste it for a long time after eating, and as long as he tasted it slowly, I believe it could also relieve his craving for wine.

"Didn't the master ask Young Master Lin to come tomorrow? When the time comes, it's good to ask him, even if he doesn't know, he can let him go home and ask Miss Lin. ”

"That's right, I'm very satisfied with what these two siblings sent." Wen Dehui said, reminiscing about the taste of the wine he drank yesterday.