"This tea is the best West Lake Longjing, the whole Dragon City can't find a few catties, ordinary people are rare, you actually say that the tea is not good? It's not that you haven't drunk good tea, so you can't taste it, right? ”

Miss Yang said this gunpowder-flavored remark in a crackling voice, and only then did she hear Yan Ruyu finish the second half slowly-

“…… Paint. ”

Tea is not good...... Paint?

Tea is not good for painting?

What mess?

Yan Ruyu looked at her funny: "Miss, what's the hurry?" I haven't finished talking yet, although the tea is good, it is only suitable for tea tasting and painting, which is not very convenient. ”

Miss Yang immediately covered her lips and sneered: "So make a fuss, tea, how to paint?" ”

When she came, Yan Ruyu had already messed up the tea, so she didn't know what was going on here.

And those who know, look at Yan Ruyu and Miss Yang, most of them chose to be silent.

Only a few stunned young people retorted excitedly: "It's true!" The tea-splitting technique that only exists in the records of the book really exists! ”

Miss Yang sneered: "Don't be deceived by those who sell your reputation!" ”

Some people are indignant, some people don't care about themselves, Yan Ruyu is not shocked: "It's true or not, you'll know if you try it, do you want to try?" ”

I heard that someone was going to paint on the tea, and no matter what they were doing, they all gathered around at the moment.

In the center of the crowd was a girl with a raw face, she did not wear any complicated ornaments on her head, only a simple green hosta, holding a simple and refreshing bun, a few strands of playful hair hanging down beside her cheeks, slowly swaying with the spring breeze.

She was wearing an aqua blue butterfly play daffodil dress, and when she got up, the skirt hung down, just enough to cover a pair of embroidered shoes that faintly revealed delicate embroidery.

Taking the tea pot he brought from Ermao behind him, Yan Ruyu scooped up some boiling water, carefully washed the tea set, and then put the cups one by one.

When Miss Yang saw this, she couldn't help but laugh.

"I don't even understand the process of making tea, so I'm embarrassed to talk about the tea ceremony?"

Yan Ruyu's hands kept moving, and she calmly answered: "Making tea is divided into eight steps, white crane bathing, Guanyin entering the palace, hanging pot high chong, spring breeze blowing, Guan Gong patrolling the city, Han Xin ordering troops, tasting the soup color, and finally tasting Ganlin, I know this." ”

Miss Yang squeezed her veil tightly: "Pretend!" If you know it, why not do it? ”

Yan Ruyu smiled, scooped out some powdery things from the teahouse, and poured them into the cup one by one.

"Because I don't need to," she said. ”

After the eight-minute hot water was poured into the teacup, the cup exuded a rich fragrance, and at the same time, the tea turned into a more emerald green than the Longjing, and the strange thing was that there were still many white tea foams on the surface of the tea.

Different from the slightly dirty feeling of other tea foams, this white tea foam is like spring and white snow, which contrasts with the green of the tea, and is very beautiful.

Yan Ruyu rolled up a sleeve, skillfully left white and green paintings in the teacup, then put down the teapot and stood up.

"Thank you Miss Yang for your hospitality, this pot of tea, although it is not a precious tea, but it also has its own fun, if you don't dislike it, I will leave it to you to enjoy! I suddenly remembered that I still had something to do, so I took my leave! ”

Hearing that she was leaving, the young people who had just been impressed by the tea sharing skills all spoke out to stay.

"What is more important than the poetry club?"

In the minds of these talented and beautiful people who are only born for elegance, there is nothing in the world that can be compared with elegant learning!

Yan Ruyu walked to the gate of the courtyard in a retaining voice, and then saw the man dressed in red, leaning unruly against a jujube tree on the side of the road.

I was full of unhappiness when I heard the students' questions.

"She's going to stay with me, what?"