Even Jing Ge, who rarely drinks tea, learned to taste tea under his influence.

Tea tasting and drinking tea are one word difference, but they are very different.

Everyone drinks tea, but not everyone tastes tea.

"Do you miss him very much?" Bai Ye heard a deep nostalgia from Jing Ge's tone.

It seems to be a tea idiot old man in her mouth, and there seems to be someone else.

He would rather she miss the tea addict than have someone else in her heart.

Even if he was sure now, such a small creature didn't know what emotion was.

"Well, he's a lot like the people who raised me, and they're obsessed with something to the point of getting out of control. Jing Ge licked his somewhat dry lips, picked up the teacup and drank the pale yellow tea in the cup.

"Smack. "The sound of a ceramic teacup resting on a wooden tabletop is crisp.

"Uncle, I'm out of company, and I've drunk a little too much water. Jing Ge was a little depressed and walked out under the pretext of excuse.

Bai Ye shook his head slightly, blowing the hot tea in the ceramic cup in his hand.

Took a sip.

Look at the closed private room door.

The center of his eyebrows tightened slightly, and he thought about it.

There are a lot of secrets hidden in the little guy.

I don't know when she will confess to him.

After Jing Ge left, she began to wander the streets, she was not in a hurry to return to the master's mansion, nor did she plan to return to the teahouse.

She was so obvious just now, I think that as long as the uncle is not a fool, he should know that she will not go back.

The bustling streets, people come and go, and the shouting is constant.

Jing Ge passed by a stall selling tea utensils and couldn't help but stop.

"Little Taoist, do you want to take a look? The high-quality purple sand ware tea set, just shipped back from the south, is cheap at 888 taels of silver, do you want it?"

The stall owner is a middle-aged man with hey-skinned skin, and at a glance, he knows that he belongs to the crowd of people who run outside all year round and are exposed to the scorching sun.

Jing Ge picked up the teacup and touched the touch.

The material is good, but it is not a first-class purple sand tea set, this quality, a little above the average.

She put the teacup down and suddenly remembered that her uncle said that he liked tea.

The ghost blurted out, "Pack it for me." ”

When she came back to her senses, the tea set was already in her hand, and the silver was given.

I bought it all, and there was no reason to return it.

It's better to find an opportunity to give the tea set to the uncle.

Jing Ge thought so, and deliberately walked towards the sparsely populated alley.

While no one was paying attention, he put the purple sand ware tea set into the space ring.

In this country, space rings are relatively rare.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jing Ge now basically wears the ring around his neck.

"Second Master Xi, what do you think of this peace of mind grass? Not to mention that it has grown for a hundred years, it can be used as medicine to calm the nerves and nourish the heart, and it is most suitable for people who do not sleep well, and I will not charge you a high price, just 200 taels of silver." ”

"200 taels of peace of mind grass, did you rob the money at that time?" Xi Anyi, the youngest son beside Xi Changgui, roared.

"Shut up, can you become dumb without saying a few words?" Xi Changgui has a terrible headache for this little son, but no matter how much he has a headache, he is also his own son.

It's okay to scold a few words, but if you really want to beat it, you will still feel distressed.

"Dad, Anxin grass is not expensive in the first place, they just saw that our Guogong Mansion needed a large amount of Anxin grass, so they deliberately monopolized the market first, and then raised the price. ”

When Jing Ge heard the small trader call Xi Erye, he quickly dodged and hid behind the corn stalks in the alley.