Mrs. Ji's words were very reasonable, but they were very abrupt.

Zhang Jinwen didn't know how to answer for a while, and was stunned on the spot.

The action of preparing to make tea stopped in mid-air.

Mrs. Ji stood up, walked to Zhang Jinwen, took the iron kettle in her hand and put it on the table, held her hand, and said sincerely:

"Little lady Zhang, you saved my Xiaolang's life, it took so long for us to come to the door to thank you, please don't mind!.

In addition, I also brought a little thanks, and asked the little lady not to dislike it. ”

Zhang Jinwen was not used to being so intimate with strangers, so she gently withdrew her hand, lowered her eyelids and said, "Mrs. Ji, you are polite, Meng Zhang didn't save people to ask for money. ”

Mrs. Ji didn't care, and grabbed one of Zhang Jinwen's hands again, and rubbed it carefully in her palm.

"Little Lady Zhang is a kind-hearted person at first glance, it is definitely not for wealth, your great kindness to the Ji family, how much money you will give you is not too much." Mrs. Ji had a heart-wrenching expression: "Little lady Zhang, look at how thin you have become like this, you must have suffered a lot of grievances!" This can be compensated for with money! ”

Zhang Jinwen was slightly moved, and her eyes slowly filled with tears.

Mrs. Ji's empathy made her almost uncontrollable tears.

Zhang Jinwen half-hung her head, tilted to the side, tried to suppress her tears, and said after a long time: "Mrs. Ji, please sit down, Meng Zhang will make tea for you." ”

Mrs. Ji smiled on her face: "I have long heard that the food and tea soup in Xinglin Pavilion are a must, so there is Lao Zhang's little lady." ”

Mrs. Ji was born in a family of military generals, grew up next to her grandmother since she was a child, and her uncle was Xiao Yuren, the prince of Zhenguo, so Mrs. Ji also developed the habit of speaking straight to the point. At this moment of speaking, smelling the faint fragrance of tea, I couldn't bear it anymore.

Sitting on the chair, Mrs. Ji glanced at her son and couldn't help but smile.

Ji Tong, who is usually very arrogant at home, was criticized by Lord Ji as having no literati temperament, but at the moment he is like an exam-taking talent, sitting straight, looking at his nose and nose, and not daring to look around.

At home, I was so anxious to blow my beard and stare at my parents, and I didn't have a trace of it.

Mrs. Ji, who knows her son's temperament well, how could she be confused by this quiet illusion!

Zhang Jinwen took advantage of the moment of making tea, quietly wiped away her tears, made tea seriously, and served it to Mrs. Ji and Ji Tong.

At that time, tea was not a drink for ordinary people. Moreover, when drinking, the tea leaves are ground into minced powder and brewed into tea soup for drinking.

Zhang Jinwen brewed tea, is to put the tea leaves in the teapot with boiling water to simmer for a while, and then pour out in the tea bowl, the soup color is translucent, fragrant, no tea leaves can be seen, but the essence of the whole tea tree is all gathered in the tea bowl.

Mrs. Ji has entered the palace and participated in the spring banquet in the palace, and the soup in the imperial kitchen is served like this.

The white porcelain tea cup, the tea soup is reddish, and there is a layer of mist floating on the soup noodles.

Before the tea was eaten, Mrs. Ji first sighed and praised: "Little lady Zhang is a good craft!" Sure enough, it lives up to its name. We've been a blessing in disguise. ”

Ji Tong had long heard Zhou Zimao boast about how good the food in the Xinglin Pavilion was, how beautiful the tea soup was, and how refreshing it was after eating.

Although he had been sitting obediently, he had seen all the movements of Zhang Jin's tea making clearly.

It's just boiling water, simmering tea, making tea, serving tea, smelling the fragrance, the same procedure, let Zhang Jinwen make it, it is extraordinarily smooth, he looked at Zhang Jinwen's back, and his heart was already like the water in the pot, tumbling countless times.

Carried back to the capital from the foot of Luohan Peak, his injuries had already healed, and he felt so painful that he wanted to die, as if it was a dream.

A few classmates who went to play together that day were known as the Seven Heroes of Guozijian.

After returning to Guozijian to study, these people also got together every day to talk about the thrill of the day, but Zhou Zimao refused to reveal any details, only deduced that he had seen it, and he was not familiar with it, and he only knew that it was from the Xinglin Pavilion.

If it weren't for the fact that a classmate went to the teahouse and brought back the rumors that shocked the seven knights, the matter of their injuries would really be over.

Originally, the plan they discussed was to wait for the family to give Yueyin, pool the money to go to the Xinglin Pavilion to book a luncheon, and then thank Zhang Jinwen by the way.

The plan couldn't catch up with the changes, and the brothers forced Zhou Zimao to tell more details about Zhang Jinwen and the Xinglin Pavilion.

In order to understand the exaggeration of the rumors in the market, the brothers also went to the most famous teahouse in Chang'an City.

Seeing Zhang Jinwen with his own eyes at this moment, Ji Tong somehow actually twisted it.

Only holding the tea bowl, gently smelling the fragrance of tea, without saying a word.

Mrs. Ji tasted half a bowl of tea and put down the tea bowl: "Little lady Zhang, I heard that the meal in Xinglin Pavilion is also a must, can you open up a net for us and have a banquet for three consecutive days?" ”

Zhang Jinwen was stunned: "Three days? ”

Mrs. Ji had already heard about the Xinglin Pavilion that had been closed for several days, and she didn't tell the truth, and cleverly avoided the topic of rumors.

At this juncture, a sincere apology is much better than trying to say something that makes people happy: "Yes! My lord said that he would come to the door in person, first, to express his gratitude to Mrs. Zhang, and second, to apologize to Mrs. Zhang. ”

Zhang Jinwen couldn't stand being treated to her the most, and she was already moved in her heart: "Mrs. Ji, you are polite." It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and help the wounded, and he should not be so grateful to Lord Ji. ”

Mrs. Ji said repeatedly: "Deserve it!" ”

This half bowl of tea made Mrs. Ji feel comfortable physically and mentally, and she looked at Zhang Jin's demeanor more and more kindly: "Zhang Xiaoniang's tea soup is like a jade liquid, I feel comfortable when I drink it!" ”

If the meal is really as exquisite as this tea soup, she must invite her social circle to come to the Xinglin Pavilion again.

Zhang Jinwen's heart was warmed by Mrs. Ji's words, and she immediately agreed to the luncheon: "If Mrs. Ji is free, starting from the day after tomorrow, for three consecutive days, the Xinglin Pavilion will be waiting on time." ”

Mrs. Ji smiled and narrowed her eyes: "Okay, then it's decided." Pick up the tea bowl and take a sip of it: "What a beautiful tea soup." ”

Zhang Jinwen got up and went to the tea table to make tea.

Mrs. Ji squeezed her eyes at Ji Tong a few times: Son, speak, it's up to you!

Ji Tong was so nervous that his ears were red, and his hands holding the tea bowl were a little trembling, so he hurriedly put down the tea bowl, put his hands on his knees, and tried to control his emotions.

The handsome Ji Tong is also one of the ten most beautiful men in the capital. One is that he has a good background and a prominent family background, and the other is that he has good genetics for his appearance and genes, and he has the advantages of his parents, and he seems to be more bookish than a warrior and more heroic than a scholar.

Also, Ji Tong's literary style is also ranked number one in Guozijian.

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