Seeing that Mr. Song was silent, Jimo simply and honestly explained what had just happened: how he saw Yin Le's sneaky probe, how he went through the window to try to give Yin Le a horse, and how he was killed and escaped from the house trembling.

"Master, that is, Mo knows his mistakes. But this Le Lady is also too dangerous. As Jimo spoke, he felt that his attitude towards Le Niangzi didn't seem to be very good, so he quickly admitted his mistake first, but he still chattered between his words.

"Jimo, what did you say about Le Niangzi before?" After listening to a basket of complaints, Mr. Song asked Jimo.

Jimo turned his mind, and then remembered his praise for Yin Le after the first class: "Nale Niangzi is indeed worthy of her reputation, and she is a great beauty." ”

"That's right." Mr. Song nodded and replied, "Since she is a beauty, it is always dangerous." ”

Even if this beauty is pitiful, her eyebrows seem to be frowning, her eyes are like smokeless autumn water, her waist is slender, and she looks innocent and weak.

The tea was boiling, Mr. Song scooped up a scoop of tea, poured it into the teacup, and held it up: "What's the matter?" ”

"Well, that's right." The previous guarantee was purely to coax Yin Le, he didn't make an appointment with Mr. in advance to solve any doubts, so he could only think about it and say, "Lady Le wants to ask Mr., who is related to Yitang?" ”

When Mr. Song heard the question, he didn't answer, but just said to Jimo: "Go and talk to Le Niangzi, she will know soon, but it's not time yet." ”

Jimo understood, and was about to turn around and leave, when the person was stopped again.

"What else, sir?" Jimo turned around suspiciously.

The tea in Mr. Song's cup had been drunk, and he frowned slightly, as if he was dissatisfied.

"That little lady, can you eat so much?" He asked, adding a few more dried tea leaves to the teacup.

"Ah, well, Le Niangzi likes it very much." Jimo came in a hurry, but he forgot about business.

Mr. Song scooped another spoonful of tea soup, deliberated it repeatedly, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

"That's good."

……

Jimo said goodbye to Mr. Song, and ran to Yin Le. Yin Le had already finished his meal, and was sorting out the food box, waiting for Jimo.

"Mr. Song said, you will find out soon." Jimo took a breath and looked at the lady seriously.

In terms of appearance, this lady is a must. Jimo has seen many beautiful little girls, but Jimo always feels that some of them can't even match Mr.

But this one is a gentleman who can match her.

In fact, Mr. Song is not wrong, the reason why Jimo frequently loses his temper in front of Yin Le is, in the final analysis, not used to his identity as a woman. But being pulled by Mr. Song a little, Jimo's inner entanglement faded a lot.

"Why?" After getting an unexpected answer, Yin Le frowned.

"This problem?" Jimo, who had returned to normal, smiled proudly, and already knew how to answer, "Mr. only allows the lady to ask one question, and the second one will not be answered." ”

Yin Le didn't care about it on his face, he made a note in his heart, and ordered Lan Cui to return the food box to Jimo, and issued an eviction order on the spot.

Jimo, who didn't even enter the door, took two steps before opening the food box. Sure enough, he saw that the inside was swept away, leaving only the fish head and his big eyes. Under the light of the moon, the fish's eyes emit an eerie light.

"Lady, can you still practice today?" After Jimo left, Lan Cui watched Yin Le wipe his scimitar again.

Yin Le nodded, opened the door and walked into the courtyard. And Pu Hong seemed to have a heart with her, and immediately turned out of the window.

Now Yin Le, there is no need to pave red guidance, quickly pranayama, swing the knife, and the action is done in one go. Her memory has always been very good, and the reasons that she will never forget after the first teaching are enough to explain to Pu Hong.

This time, there were no more stones to interrupt Yin Le. Yin Le's set of knife skills is like flowing water, and the edge is exposed.

It wasn't until the last knife was slashed and the knife was retracted that Yin Le's afterglow caught a glimpse of a silhouette in the distance. But the shadow was too ethereal, and when Yin Le looked at it, he couldn't see any figure again.

Is it human? Is it a ghost? Is it the Master? Or the rest? Yin Le opened his mouth, but finally didn't shout.

In addition to the moves, Yin Le pays more attention to the practice of pranayama. She mastered a lot of abilities in her previous life, but in this life, at least for now, this body is really an unbeatable one.

She sat cross-legged in the backyard, exhaling and breathing, feeling the air flow circulating throughout her body.

……

Yin Le the next day: "Master, you should pay attention to your body. ”

"Why?" Mr. Song asked.

"It's autumn now, and the night breeze is slightly cool, which is very easy to hurt. When the gentleman stayed outside until the child, the students were worried. After some struggle, Yin Le came to the conclusion: the figure yesterday was definitely her master.

"Students don't have to worry, the master has always been in good health." Mr. Song put the tea cup on the tray and instructed Jimo to send it to the next door, "But the student has such a heart, and the master understands it." In that case, I asked the students to taste it. ”

Jimo walked into the compartment, put the tea cup in front of Yin Le, and opened the lid.

is different from the tea that Yin Le usually sees, this bowl of tea of the master, there are tea stalks floating on the tea, and there is no rest of the umami smell, only a fragrance.

Yin Le picked up the teacup, took a sip lightly, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Before the Great Zhou Dynasty, tea soup was used as a traditional Chinese medicine to cure diseases, until the army swept across the border, and no one found it in a village, and some people regarded tea soup as a drink.

Since then, the tea soup has been continuously finely processed, from the initial tea cake cooking, to the later addition of various spices and seasoning powders, full of tricks.

The most popular tea soup in the Great Zhou Dynasty today is the tea cake is broken and crushed, with small sunflower incense, salt and sauce on the left, heated to boiling, and the second and third bubbles are taken to drink. The hot and salty tea soup mixed with the strong aroma can warm up the body at the first cup.

And the cup in Yin Le's hand, in terms of taste, looks like tea but not tea, some like the dry tea cakes that Yin Le secretly ate back then, but they are more mellow than tea cakes. In terms of fragrance, there are no spices involved, but there is a sultry fragrance.

"Master, this is ...... Tea? Yin Le didn't dare to be presumptuous, and pondered for a long time before he hesitated.

"Instead of using tea cakes, I took fresh tea leaves, stir-fried them three times, and stored them. He also took the snow water from last winter, sealed it up to this day, and cooked it directly. What do students think? ”

Yin Le secretly exclaimed, drank the tea in the cup, fiddled with the exquisitely carved porcelain cup, and replied: "The master's ingenuity is admired." If you want students to come, I am afraid that even if students die of old age, they will not be able to imagine such a way of cooking tea. ”

"It's just a sudden inspiration to make people laugh." The master straightened out the desk and coughed lightly, "Now start the class." ”