"Okay, good, my Zhuo'er has backbone, and my mother is optimistic about you. Mrs. Yan winked playfully at Yan Zhuo, it was the first time for Yan Zhuo to see her mother like this, and she only thought in her heart, such a mother is so cute~hahahaha~

Mrs. Yan, who didn't know that her cold image had collapsed, was still asking Yan Zhuo about his practice, and Yan Zhuo picked up an important answer.

"Mother, it just so happens that both of us are free today, so I specially brought the nectar water collected from the red plum to make you a pot of tea, so that you can see my craftsmanship. ”

Yan Zhuo raised his little face, and a look of waiting to see me show off his skills, which successfully made Mrs. Yan laugh. As she spoke, she walked to the table, picked up the porcelain jar, and sat down at the tea table.

She poured the nectar into the empty copper kettle beside the stove, then removed the kettle that was boiling on the stove and replaced it with a small, delicate copper kettle. The fire in the furnace began to beep and peel the ground, heating up the newly seated teapot.

While waiting for it to boil, Yan Zhuo was not idle, and asked her mother to fetch some tea.

As a result, her mother directly took out the cloud tea that had been treasured for a long time. This cloud tea has been fried and placed in a can, the shape of the tea leaves is tight, curly and beautiful, and it seems to smell a faint tea fragrance, which looks like an authentic good tea.

And this tea is indeed precious. In fact, it is a "tribute" from the local area, and her family's is the reward of today's saints, and there is only this jar, which is more precious, and she does not drink it herself, only when the distinguished guests come, they take it out and taste one or two.

Mother, I am not afraid that she is a half-person and will waste this precious tea. Yan Zhuo thought of this and smiled. Mother, I have a lot of confidence in her~

Yan Zhuo looked at Mrs. Yan and smiled. Then he picked up the boiling kettle he had just put down, and carefully cleaned this set of engraved purple sand tea sets used to cook tea from the inside to the outside. She saw that the nectar on the stove was about to boil, so she poured boiling water into the tea set and preheated the teacup.

Coo-coo, grunt...... The sound of boiling water was heard.

Yan Zhuo poured out the boiling water in the cup unhurriedly, lifted it lightly with his hands, and after putting an appropriate amount of cloud tea leaves into the cup for tea, he picked up the boiling nectar water next to him and slowly poured the nectar into the cup. After the water has overflowed the tea leaves, the left hand quickly shakes the cup to allow the tea leaves to fully stretch in the cup.

This set of * actions is smooth, quite a bit of a leisurely stroll, I can see Mrs. Yan nodded straight, her daughter, really excellent, this tea-making kung fu, do not lose any famous ladies, it is so good-looking, it is rare that there is still a trace of meaning in it~

The heat of the tea is curling, the wisps are rising, and the fragrance of tea is scattered with the fluttering heat, and the fragrance of tea is permeated in the house. Smelling it, it makes people feel relieved.

Yan Zhuo took a deep breath, smelled that the tea fragrance had been brewed, and poured the nectar into the cup until it was eight points full, and then patted the tea soup with a gilded long-handled silver spoon to let the tea powder melt into the soup. She slowly closed the lid of the cup, dragged the saucer, and offered the tea to her mother.

"Mother, drink tea. Yan Zhuo looked at Mrs. Yan with a smile in his eyes.

Mrs. Yan took the teacup and lifted the lid lightly, only to see that the tea leaves in the cup stretched freely, the color was emerald green, the buds and leaves were fat and tender and white, and the soup color was clear and bright, and the fragrance was like a quiet orchid. Mrs. Yan handed the cup to her lips and took a small sip, the taste was mellow and sweet for a long time.

Mrs. Yan tasted it carefully, needless to mention the fresh and fresh fragrance of the tea, but in addition to the fragrance of this tea, the water was also full of sweetness, as if it had penetrated into the heart and spleen, and it was so sweet that it made her irritability disappear.

"Good tea. Mrs. Yan only felt that her body stretched a little, and praised from the bottom of her heart.

"Since it's good tea, my mother will drink more. The daughter didn't have much to do, so she first honored her mother. Yan Zhuo reached out and took Mrs. Yan's teacup and brewed her again.

"With Zhuo'er's heart, my mother will be content. This cup of tea warmed Mrs. Yan's spleen and stomach, and also warmed her heart.

"Oh, what kind of tea is this? The old slave has never smelled such fragrant tea in his life. ”

Mama Cheng, who went to the small kitchen, came back with a food box at this time, and as soon as she entered the house, she sighed like this.

"Mama, you really have a vision. This is the fragrance of the cloud tea that Zhuo'er just brewed for me, and I also said that I have never drunk such a delicious tea in my life, and it is difficult for Zhuo'er to be filial. Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Zhuo with affection, laughed, and praised Yan Zhuo without hesitation in front of Mama Cheng.

"No, the eldest lady is extraordinary, capable and filial, madam, you just wait to enjoy Qingfu, you can just steal the fun in the future~" Mama Cheng praised sincerely, while teasing Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan was told this by Mama Cheng, and the smile on her face became even brighter. Mama Cheng is the person who accompanied Mrs. Yan before she got married, so she has a good relationship with Mrs. Yan and does not have the alienation of ordinary masters and servants.

"Mama Cheng, you can also have a drink~" Yan Zhuo took advantage of their words to brew another cup of cloud tea and handed it to Mama Cheng, who was placing the food box in front of the table.

"Oops~" Mama Cheng hurriedly put down the food box and wiped her hands with her clothes, "Miss, this can't be deserved, the mouth of the old slave can't afford to drink this expensive tea......"

"Deserved, deserved. Seeing Mama Cheng hurriedly refuse, Yan Zhuo smiled and insisted on giving it to her.

"Mama, you can continue," Mrs. Yan also smiled to persuade, "How to say, this Zhuo'er also grew up with you, and you have also worried a lot about her, and now she hands you a glass of water, and you deserve it." ”

"Well, the old slave has trespassed. Mama Cheng couldn't refuse, so she took the glass of water, with a smile on her face, and the whole person seemed more friendly. She picked up the cup and took small sips, as if she was tasting some treasure, and was reluctant to drink it.

Yan Zhuo was very touched by the fact that they cherished what they gave so much.

"Mama, what else~" Yan Zhuo joked with a smile.

"Hey~ Miss, one cup of the old slave is enough. Miss's tea is really good, fragrant, sweet and moisturizing, drinking it, the old slave feels comfortable. Mama Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, as if enjoying and smiling.

"Madame, Miss, come and taste the pastry that the old slave just brought back, it's hot, it's just right to eat at this time. ”

Yan Zhuo and Mrs. Yan sat around the table, sipping tea, eating pastries, smiling and laughing, and laughter spread throughout the courtyard. Mama Cheng, who was standing on the side, the corners of her eyes were slightly moist, and she turned her back, pretending to be busy. Madame is only so happy with Miss, and I don't know how long she hasn't been so happy.

"By the way, mother, I'm here today, I have other things, I want to discuss business with you. ”

"Oh?" asked Mrs. Yan, "but have you thought about it?"

"Hmm. Yan Zhuo nodded, "Mother, I think about it, I want to open a ready-to-wear store." As for the fabric of the clothes, we buy them in bulk. The style of the clothes is designed by myself. After the drawings are designed, they are made into ready-to-wear clothes by hand-embroiderers and tailors, and then sold in the store. ”

Yan Zhuo said this, stood up, and paced slowly, "What about the name...... Well, it's called Ruyi Clothing Workshop, simple and clear, wishful thinking, such as the customer's mind, Clothing Workshop, also direct and proper, as soon as others hear it, they know that it is selling clothes. Mother, don't worry, I will definitely make this clothing shop famous. ”

Mrs. Yan nodded, "That's a good idea. But......" she thought about it, frowned slightly, and looked at Yan Zhuo, "Zhuo'er, you have never designed clothes, this painter, a female worker...... Will it work?"

Yan Zhuo blinked his eyes and smiled mysteriously, "Mother, why can't you do it?!Bell~Bell, look, what is this?"

Yan Zhuo had already been prepared.

As if by magic, she touched it from her left hand side, and reached out and took out a stack of papers, and Mrs. Yan looked a little puzzled, thinking that she might have hidden this thing in her sleeve, so she didn't ask anything.

She focused her attention on the stack of papers that Yan Zhuo had just taken out.

"Zhuo'er, are you all painting?" Mrs. Yan was a little surprised, her eyes widened, her lips slightly opened, and she looked at Yan Zhuo.

Yan Zhuo sat down with a bit of a stinky fart, raised his eyelids and raised his head, "I painted it." ”

Mrs. Yan looked at the stack of papers again and again, "Zhuo'er, you are so young, but you are really hidden, my mother didn't know that you could paint~" Mrs. Yan glanced at her and said angrily.

"Mother, didn't you know this today? "Yes, there is no chance, in the last life, when she connected the Danqing skills to perfection, her mother passed away. In this life, I haven't had a chance to show it.

"Mother, how is it?" Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up, putting away a trace of sentimentality in his heart, people should be content and live in the moment!

"Yes, Zhuo'er, that's good. I don't know whether to praise Yan Zhuo or the content on this paper, Mrs. Yan praised it again and again.

"Mother, look at you, tell me your specific opinions. Yan Zhuo looked at her mother's appearance of seeing a baby, and said in her heart, this woman, no matter what age she is, has no resistance to beauty.

"Zhuo'er," Mrs. Yan came back to her senses and looked at Yan Zhuo with blazing eyes, "You are so good at drawing, you are really a genius!"

Yan Zhuo was slightly embarrassed by this wave of praise.

Mrs. Yan laid out the stack of papers, and saw that on the drawing paper, the clothes were flying, and the shape outline, color matching, pattern and materials of a set of clothes were clear and clear.

The clothes are exquisite, cleverly conceived, it is a style that has not been seen in Yunjing City nowadays, and the shape of the clothes is changeable, the temperament is different, the choice of fabrics, and the decoration of the details, is the icing on the cake, the clothes appear more and more chic and extraordinary.