Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

Inside the grass hut, the candle flame dances, and the dim light sways in the wind.

Zhang Han held a hot pot in his right hand, a sea bowl in his left hand, a teapot, and a bag of tea leaves, and came to the position of the rotten head.

Then, the tea leaves are put into the teapot, and as the hot water soaks, the tea leaves instantly disperse, and a hot air comes out.

Zhang Han casually picked up the lid of the teapot, gently opened the tea leaves that floated up, and then closed the lid.

"Whoa......

The dark yellow liquid, with Zhang Han's movements, slowly poured out of the hot pot and poured into the sea bowl on the table.

"Laile, freshly brewed bitter tea. ”

"Guest officer, please use it slowly. ”

Filling the bowl of bitter tea in front of him, Zhang Han bowed and retreated.

But at this moment, the face hidden under the straw hat suddenly lifted, and his sharp gaze looked straight over, and even the scar on his face looked particularly hideous in the light.

"Stop!"

The rotten head burst into a loud shout, Zhang Han's body trembled suddenly, and then stopped.

"What's wrong? ”

Zhang Han stopped, turned around and looked at the rotten head, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"Today's tea is much slower than usual!"

"Huh?"

The voice of the rotten head came out, and the palm of his hand clasped the edge of the sea bowl, and he looked up at Zhang Han.

At this time, most of the face of the rotten head was also clearly visible, and a hideous scar extended from the right forehead to the left cheek, glowing a little weird scarlet in the dim light.

"Ahh

Zhang Han exclaimed, and his footsteps took a few steps back, only then could he stop.

"Guest officer, what's wrong?" After pausing his figure, Zhang Han looked at the rotten head who was sitting there and said tremblingly.

"This tea, I'm afraid it's poisoned, right?"

"Compared to normal days, this tea is ten breaths slower. ”

"Also, why are you shaking when you see me?"

Rottou Tuo sat there quietly, his fingers kept running over the edge of the sea bowl, his eyes stared at the dark yellow tea in the sea bowl, and said indifferently.

"How, how is that possible?"

"I'm doing legitimate business here. ”

Zhang Han carried the hot pot, his body trembled slightly and approached, and his voice said intermittently.

"It's cold, and the water boils slowly. ”

"I'm not afraid of jokes from guest officials, I'm doing a small business, and I have to keep the money to get my daughter-in-law, and I'm wearing a little shabby. ”

"And, seeing your face, I, I ......"

Standing still not far from the rotten head, Zhang Han said in a low voice, and there was a little fear on his face.

"Since this tea is fine. Rotten Toutuo slapped his palm, directly picked up the sea bowl, and handed it to Zhang Han: "Drink it." ”

"This ......" Zhang Han looked at the rotten head Tuo blankly, stunned for a while. "Guest officer, what I do is a small business. ”

"I'm sure it's going to be fine. ”

Zhang Han stood there quietly, uncertain, and a little bitterness appeared on his face.

"Forget the money for this tea and drink it. ”

The rotten head sent the sea bowl forward again, and the voice sounded again, pressing over.

A pair of sharp eyes stared directly at Zhang Han and stared at Zhang Han deadly.

"I drink. ”

was looked at by the rotten head, as if the whole person was about to be seen through, Zhang Han smiled faintly, and then spoke.

took the bowl of tea in the hand of the rotten head, Zhang Han didn't look at it, and drank it directly.

In just a few breaths, a bowl of bitter tea was drunk by Zhang Han, and when he put the empty bowl on the table, Zhang Han opened his mouth and said:

"Look, it's not poisonous, right? This tea is just a little old, and it is muddy. ”

"Guest, you're too careful. ”

The rotten head just sat there quietly, without speaking, watching Zhang Han drink the tea, and just nodded lightly.

"This tea is picked in that season, how to roast it, and how to configure it?"

Seeing that Zhang Han was about to lift the hot pot and soak another bowl, the rotten head Tuo opened his mouth indifferently, and his eyes still did not leave Zhang Han.

Zhang Han was slightly stunned, knowing that this rotten head still didn't believe it, and secretly said that he was troublesome, but his face did not change.

In his previous life, he had been a tea doctor for several years, and he was also quite familiar with the series of processes for making this bitter tea.

After a pause, Zhang Han then spoke:

"Bitter tea, pay attention to bitterness, but bitterness must be fragrant. ”

"It's a good product to clear heat and quench thirst, and if you drink a glass during the journey, you will definitely be exhausted. ”

"The tea leaves are selected from the morning dew tea on the east mountain of the wild region, which is picked alternately in winter and spring every year, and it is necessary to bring the morning dew when picking, facing the morning sun, and there is only a quarter of an hour to pick it every day. ”

"Fresh tea leaves must be roasted on fire for three days, exposed to the scorching sun for forty-nine days, and the flowers in front of the court, the lion vine, and the dragon grass are ground and added to it. This method can make the tea bitter but not astringent, fragrant and aftertaste. ”

"Finally, it was pressed into a cake and cellared in the dark for three months before it was made. ”

“......”

Facing the sharp gaze of the rotten head, Zhang Han was not in a hurry, and talked without a trace of hesitation.

When the words fell, even the rotten head was stunned, and after a long time, he spoke:

"Dr. Tea is very knowledgeable and far superior to poor monks in the tea ceremony. ”

"Admire, admire......"

Rotten Toutuo retracted his gaze and sat there steadily, the hideous scar on his face was covered again, and he pointed his hand at the teapot:

"Pour tea!"

"Okay, wait a minute. Zhang Han's face showed a little joy, picked up the tea leaves on the table, put them in the teapot, and began to make tea.

Smack-

A sound rang out, and the dilapidated wooden door of the hut was opened, and a figure dressed in black appeared, attracting the attention of the two people in the house.

Rotten Toutuo turned his head to look, and Zhang Han, who was originally going to pour tea, also looked up.

"Stand down!"

"Let's talk about something. ”

After seeing the man in black come in, Rotten Toutuo actually stood up, and then waved at Zhang Han.

"I'll go see if the water is boiling. Zhang Han understood, nodded, and retreated to the edge of the stove.

After the man in black walked in, he went straight to the opposite side of the rotten head and sat down directly.

Zhang Han looked from a distance, and his attention was always on the two people. But helplessly, the two of them spoke very softly, and coupled with the spitting sound from the hot kettle, Zhang Han couldn't hear it at all in the distance.

"What should I do?"

"This man in black can't see his strength clearly at all, if he leaves with the rotten head, then I haven't lost all my efforts?"

"What the hell should I do!"

The two of them were whispering in the distance, and Zhang Han was also secretly thinking in his heart, constantly analyzing various possibilities.

A quarter of an hour passed between the man in black and the rotten head.

"Ransack, Nanshan Castle ......"

Zhang Han, who had been listening attentively from a distance, suddenly heard this sentence, but when he wanted to listen to it again, he saw the man in black stand up with a loud voice.

The man in black opened the wooden door without looking back, walked out of the grass hut, and disappeared into the night.

Inside the house, the rotten head continued to drink hot water.

"Come, tea!"

After about a minute, the rotten head slapped the wooden table and said in a loud voice:

"The taste of this bitter tea has been wafting out, it's quite tempting!"

Zhang Han, who was on the edge of the stove, was refreshed when he heard this, and his face was also a little happy.

"It's coming, it's coming. Hold on. ”

Zhang Han stepped forward quickly, quickly put the tea leaves into the teapot, and then brewed a brew of hot water, and the tea leaves spread out in the teapot, showing a dark yellow liquid.

"Bitter tea, bitter, especially can't leave the tea leaves. ”

"When making tea, you should pay special attention to clean the tea leaves. ”

As Zhang Han spoke, his palm moved, picked up the lid of the teapot, and took out all the tea leaves.

With the slight movement of Zhang Han's palm, he brushed it down, and the tea leaves that had been floating on it began to be stained on it and disappeared.

The movement was gentle, and it looked extremely elegant, and after a dozen strokes, the lid was finally closed.

"Trickle~~!"

A stream of dark yellow tea liquid flowed out with Zhang Han's pouring and poured into the sea bowl in front of him.

"You please. Zhang Han gestured with his palm and said towards the rotten head.

"Haha, good taste, good aroma. ”

"It must be good tea. ”

When Zhang Han was making tea, he paid attention to it from beginning to end, and there were no problems during the whole process, and he nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the sea bowl in his hand and drank the bitter tea in the bowl.

"Sure enough, it's good tea!" put down the sea bowl in his hand, and the tent made a loud noise.

"Tea is good tea, but you can leave it for me today!"

After putting down the sea bowl, the rotten head raised his head suddenly, hooked his hand into a claw, and grabbed it directly at Zhang Han.

Call......

Zhang Han exclaimed in surprise, retreated, slapped his palm on the counter, and a long sword fell.

"You make good tea, but you hear things you shouldn't hear. ”

"Today you will die. ”

As the bottom drink fell, with a sharp grasp of his hand, the sawdust exploded, and the wooden table shattered into powder.

Zhang Han lifted his sword, shook it in his hand, and directly made a loud noise.

"I didn't hear anything from you before. ”

"Again, kill!"

The fierce light in the eyes of the rotten head was revealed, and the scar on his face looked even more hideous, and with a cry of the bottom, he rushed directly over.

But suddenly, his body staggered, as if drunk, and he stumbled.

"You, you ......"

"What did you put for me?"

Rottou Tuo looked at the young man not far away in disbelief, only to feel that the sky was spinning, and his body seemed to be about to fall at any time, and he couldn't use his strength all over.

"Hehe, what do you say?"

The long sword in his hand was clenched, Zhang Han smiled, and the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc.

"Since you want to destroy my mouth, then naturally I can't keep you. ”

As the words fell, Zhang Han raised his long sword fiercely, took a few steps forward, and approached the rotten head.

Rotten Toutuo's body stumbled, his head felt groggy, and suddenly a flash of brightness flashed in his eyes.

"Teapot lid, you put the medicine on the teapot lid!"

Rotten Toutuo suddenly screamed, his hands slashed, and the wooden chair next to him also shattered into powder.

"It's too late to remember!"

Zhang Han took another step forward and fell with a burst of drinks.

Disheveled!

The front finger of the long sword slammed into the right hand of the Rotten Toutuo, making a soft buzzing sound.

Snort-

A sharp and piercing sound spread through the grass hut, and a burst of fire exploded.

At this moment, Zhang Han burst out with all his strength, stepping on the Luohe Fu Body Method under his feet, the long sword in his hand operated out of the Three Absolute Swords, and the other hand slammed out, moving mountains and changing Yue Jue.

The three martial phases instantly fused and superimposed. With Zhang Han's loud shout, he shrouded directly in front of him.

With a "Peng", his fist landed on Rottou Tuo's body, knocking him back a few steps. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Han took a step forward, slashed the long sword in his hand, and collided with his claws.

The spirit of the rotten head was also forcibly raised, and after taking the sweat medicine, after only a few moves, it could no longer be supported.

With an exclamation from the rotten head, a bloody mark was directly cut on his right arm.

"Throw in the towel!"

"You can't fight me. ”

Luohe Fu was cast, Zhang Han's footsteps turned again, and he approached the rotten head tuo, and the long sword pointed at the forehead of the rotten head tuo.

;