Lu Er took the tea set of celadon from the kiln, asked someone to set up a high table, and another maid brought water, Cheng Tang carefully took off the jade bracelet on his wrist, placed it on the red silk wooden plate next to him, and slowly cleaned his hands.

The old man of the Fan family looked at Cheng Tang's slender jade fingers, which became more tender after the water, pursed his lips slightly, and looked like he was about to drool Cheng Qi held back his anger, and simply got up and walked over.

Cheng Yan frowned slightly, not knowing what she was going to do, so she had to follow closely.

I often hear people say that Cheng Tang is a master of cooking tea, and all the juniors in the courtyard also came over together, which made the old man of the Fan family not easy to start, coughed lightly, and slowly leaned back on the back of the chair.

It's just that the coveted gaze, like a tentacle, never leaves Cheng Tang's beautiful facial features, climbing wantonly.

The elders were there, Cheng Qi couldn't sit, so he had to stand by and watch, and Cheng Yan behind him said in a low voice: "Are you interested in cooking tea...... Don't mess around. ”

Cheng Qi raised his eyebrows and nodded.

But Cheng Yan was still not at ease, after all, Cheng Qi's attitude towards this marriage was clearly disliked, so he took a step forward and stood side by side with her, for fear that she would be impulsive and bad.

"Sister Tang'er, your hands are really good-looking."

Cheng Qi said suddenly.

Cheng Tang, who was rolling up his sleeves, turned his head and chuckled, then reached out to the brocade box held by the maid, took out the tea cake wrapped in gold paper, and handed it to the servant behind him to put it on the small stove to roast, in order to drain the water.

She took out a handkerchief, dipped it in water and wiped the tea mill on the table, her serious appearance seemed to be in another world, throwing everyone away, gentle and calm.

Cheng Qi looked at it, this Cheng Tang seemed to really like cooking tea, and he forgot all his worries as soon as he made it.

"This tea mill is not light, let me help you."

When Cheng Tang was cleaning up, the old man of the Fan family stood up from the circle chair without warning, and held her hand, saying that he was taking the handkerchief, but his rough fingertips were really rubbing people's homes.

Cheng Tang was startled, but he didn't dare to say anything because of his identity, he only shrank his shoulders in fear, and the blood on his lips faded to a miserable white, and he turned his head slightly to avoid the man's fishy breathing.

The rest of the people watching also frowned slightly, whether they were pitiful or gloating, the fact is that Cheng Tang and the master of the Fan family are not a painting style at all, not even a dimension.

Cheng Qi was sullen, and Cheng Yan next to him didn't notice it, so she walked over and stretched out her hand to pull away the Fan family master, it seemed that the force was very light, but the man still almost stumbled a step.

It's just that before the anger of the Fan family master soared out, he saw Cheng Qi smile directly: "It's better to let the juniors come to help, where is the reason to let the distinguished guests do it, you just wait for tea." ”

Cheng Qi smiled very brightly, his eyes were hidden with peach blossoms, his teeth were neat and white, his voice was good and he heard what he said, and Cheng Yan on the opposite side was slightly stunned.

The old man of the Fan family is even more, he knows why Cheng Qi dragged himself away, but as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, in front of so many people in the Cheng family, he had to sit down with a smile, and kept praising Cheng Qi for being sensible and capable.

The man took the tea cake handed by the servant, broke some of it and put it in the tea mill without fear of being hot, looked up at Cheng Tang, the girl's eyes were full of gratitude, and pushed the wooden pole back and forth hard, crushing the dry tea leaves.

Then sweep it out, strain it through a sieve, and then put it in boiling water to boil.

At that time, it was already evening, and the people in the courtyard listened to the gurgling sound of boiling water, and felt a little relieved, while Cheng Qi, who was leaning on the stove, did not feel cold, and only said loosely: "Sister Tang'er, you can tell us the truth of this, so that we can be bloody." ”

"Absolutely."

Cheng Tang said lightly: "The water for boiling tea is best with mountains, followed by the water of rivers, and the water from wells is the worst, and don't drink the rushing water, drinking it for a long time will make people sick in the neck." ”

"Although the water stored in the valley is clear, but does not flow, from the hot day to the frost, there is a dragon lurking in it, the water pollution is poisonous, when drinking, you should first dig a gap, let the filth away, so that the new water flows, and then drink, the water of the river, go to a place far away from people, and the well water should be taken from the well where many people draw water."

Cheng Tang looked at it, and then said: "The water is boiling, there are small bubbles like fish eyes, there is a slight sound, it is called a boil, the edge of the pot has bubbles rising upward, it is called two boiling, the water waves are churning is three boiling, and then continue to boil, the water is old, the taste is not good, it is not suitable to drink." ”

After the water just begins to boil, Cheng Tang puts the appropriate salt to taste according to the amount of water, and when the second boiling, scoop out a scoop of water, stir it in a circle in the boiling water with a bamboo clip, and pour the amount of tea powder along the center of the vortex.

This set of actions is smooth, Cheng Tang's craftsmanship is indeed amazing, the delicate five fingers and thin wrists are surrounded by white heat, although they are slightly red, and the green tendons are hidden when exerting force, but they are always stable.

After the tea is completed, Cheng Tang scoops it into the tea bowl to let the foam spread evenly, and there is also a saying that the thin foam is called 'foam', the thick one is called 'gluttony', and the thin one is called 'flower'.

What Cheng Tang is boiling today is a thin flower, like jujube flowers floating on a round pond, like a looping pond, a new duckweed in an oasis, and a scaly puffy cloud in a clear sky, just like herself.

Cheng Qi looked at it, and said in her heart that this should be clear tea, not the turbid tea she just came over and drank, or the tea soup with ginger slices and red dates.

This tea smells so good.

It's just that the pot is small today, Cheng Tang only scooped three bowls and then stopped scooping, and their juniors couldn't drink it, so they just gave Cheng Spruce Cheng Yunduo and the Fan family.

The courtyard only listened to Cheng Ming lazily complaining beside him: "Told us to wait for a long time, it seems that there is no part for us?" ”

"Brother Wen Chang." Cheng Dai said coldly on the side, "Generally, only the first three bowls of cooking tea are scooped, and if the fourth and fifth bowls are not thirsty, they are not worth drinking." ”

Cheng Ming showed timidity in front of everyone, raised his eyebrows and did not speak again.

And these three elders have a high status for Cheng Yun, Cheng Tang handed over the cooked bowl and said in a low voice: "Third uncle, this is the first water scooped out, the taste is delicious, it is eternal, you can taste it." ”

Cheng Yun didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Tang'er, you are not sensible." ”

Old Madam Bai also sighed beside her: "Tang girl, don't forget who this tea is cooked for today, Yun Duo is your third uncle is your own family, just drink the second course, don't hurry up and serve the first course." ”

When Cheng Tang heard this, he turned to the direction of the Fan family master in embarrassment, and the man grinned lightly, and his mouth full of gold patches shook his eyes.

She bit her lip slightly, and then walked over step by step.

"Master Fan, please."

The old man of the Fan family smiled even more happily, and took the familiar spoon with his left hand and did not hand it to his mouth at all, but reached into Cheng Tang's waist with his right hand.

This series of movements is extremely natural, as if the elders pity the juniors.

And Cheng Qi was beside him.

Salting.

She immediately reached out.

…

…

pushed Cheng Yan out.

The man didn't react, staggered forward with a few steps, bumped into Cheng Tang, and stopped in place.

And the hand that was supposed to touch Cheng Tang's waist grabbed Cheng Yan's buttocks.