At this time, the temperature of the water in the large tea cup dropped to about 85 degrees. There is no thermometer, and it is all based on Yan Shu's previous life after years of refining and selling oil, and he is accurate at a glance.

Yan Shu used a teaspoon to transfer the Qingqing snail tea on the rice paper into the white porcelain tea cup in turn. But seeing the snail tea sprinkled on the surface of the water, while absorbing water while sinking, because the tea cup is not deep, it quickly bounces up and flips after touching the bottom, and gradually opens the leaves in the process, and the slender hairs are also scattered, blooming instantly, and the snow waves are flying.

Before long, the hot water dissolved the components in the tea, and the tea turned into a green tea soup, like spring dyed blue water.

Yan Shu held the tea cup with both hands and shook it gently to make the tea soup more even, and the soup was divided into tea.

The aroma of tea also wafts out with the steaming heat. When he slipped into his tongue and throat, Tuoyun Gongzi was surprised to find that compared with the tea made by Sister He, the tea brewed by Yan Shu seemed to have a stronger aroma and a weaker bitter mouth, which could lead people to reverie, as if they were in a spring sedum, full of vitality.

Words are like people, and tea is like people. The tea soup of the female owner is just like the silence after she has read thousands of sails; And Yan Shu's tea soup is in the midst of high-spirited youth.

This is also deliberately done by Yan Shu according to his current age and identity. Roasting tea leaves in one fell swoop, in order to mention the fragrance.

The city of Yunzhou is surrounded by mountains and waters, and the water vapor evaporates vigorously throughout the year, and the air humidity is high, and the tea leaves are easy to be damp and soft. The female proprietor's Qingqing snail tea is sealed and stored in a porcelain bottle is already the best protection, but it still inevitably absorbs more water.

Before brewing, a little baking with smokeless and tasteless silver wire charcoal fire can effectively restore the moisture content of the tea when it is fried and enhance the aroma.

Yan Shu also has the female owner's neglect, the accurate measurement and control of the temperature of the tea water.

In the pre-dynastic era here, due to the extreme respect of the scholar class for tea and tea fighting skills, the water temperature of the soup bottle tea was very particular, and "one boiling, two boiling" and "crab eyes, fish eyes" were used as the criteria for judging sound and vision.

In the current dynasty, no one has made a summary of the appropriate water temperature for the brewing of green tea loose tea, which has become popular in recent years.

Especially for Qingqing snail tea, the buds and leaves are more delicate, but it is not the highest grade of green tea, the water temperature is one point higher, the tea leaves are blanched, and one point lower, the tea activity is not enough to excite.

On the other side, the female proprietor was drinking tea soup, and seemed to see something familiar to her in Yan Shu's face and the raising of her hands and fingers in the tea-making action, and spit out a sentence meaningfully, "Child, you are very much like an old friend of mine." It's a pity that she only gave birth to a daughter, not a son. ”

"Oh?" Almost Tuoyun and Yan Shu spoke together, asking who this old man was, but it was not good to immediately stab the identity of Yan Shu's daughter's family that had been concealed.

At the same time, Yan Shu has a strong intuition that the old man mentioned by the female owner may be his mother. So how do the two of them know each other, and is the relationship good or not?

Taking the opportunity to bow her head and throw tea, her consciousness withdrew into the space. In the large wooden box left by her mother sealed in the space cave, there are her tea party notes and handwriting over the years, if the two get married with tea, there will definitely be relevant records.

Moreover, the mother is the same age as the female owner, and it is hard to say if there is really any plastic flower sisterhood.

The past was like smoke and dust, and Yan Shu's divine sense quickly scanned the large stack of notes of her mother and relatives page by page......